#you better choose right or I’m beating you fucking freaks
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content warning! shit, there’s fucking incest in there.
#in my defense#i am jerking my cock off to ALL of these#big brother wren hits different#was this an excuse to just list the number of people I want to fuck whitney?#yeah#you better choose right or I’m beating you fucking freaks#here comes the tags#dol#degrees of lewdity#whitney the bully#kylar the loner#robin the orphan#sydney the faithful#sydney the fallen#wren the smuggler#bailey the caretaker#leighton the headteacher#poll
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For steddie prompts, what about….Eddie introducing Steve to the band!
Maybe they’ve been quietly together for a while and Eddie finally feels ready to be more public. BUT he’s dating “king” Steve. How will his friends react?
Feel free to skip if you’ve written something similar ❤️
Ooh okay I LOVE this idea. Please keep in mind I know nothing about the band or how to do their voices so. Like I’m only 84% sure it’s Gareth, Jeff and Freak. Whom I’m naming Frank. Also I don’t remember who coined Emerson as Gareth’s last name but yes you are correct and I’m stealing it please and thank you.
“Hey, uh, guys?” Eddie coughs, turning around to face the rest of the band. “Listen, you, uh. You’ve been really cool, about the whole framed for murder thing, and the whole…” he wiggles his fingers, signifying everything he can’t talk about. “All of it. And, uh. There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
Gareth shares a look with Jeff. “We know, man. You’re seeing someone.”
Eddie blinks. “How?”
“You smile, like, all the time, dude. It’s kinda concerning. Your face is gonna get stuck like that.”
“Fuck off,” Eddie says, but he’s laughing. “Shit, man. It’s that obvious?”
“Kinda,” Jeff agrees.
“At least it is to us,” Frank adds. “We know you, man.”
“Listen,” Gareth says. “Whoever this person is. Do they make you happy?”
Eddie pulls a piece of hair across his face. “Yeah,” he murmurs.
“He’s blushing!” Jeff crows. Eddie flips him off.
Gareth flaps his hands at both of them. “Shut up! Children, both of you! Eddie!” He grasps Eddie’s shoulders. “They treat you well?”
“Better than I thought I deserved.”
“Goddamn,” Frank mutters. “Where do I find someone like that?”
“Right here,” Jeff croons, batting his eyelashes and leaning in. Frank, unimpressed, pokes his forehead with a drumstick.
“I work with children,” Gareth mutters, which is funny considering he’s the youngest in their ragtag group. Eddie chooses not to mention it. “Listen, man, we’re not gonna care. Man, woman, somewhere in between, as long as they make you happy.”
“Exactly,” Jeff adds. “As long as it’s not, like, Jason Carver or some shit.”
“Or a kid,” Frank points out. Eddie makes a face.
“God, no, never. To either of those. Listen, just. He’s changed, alright? Can you trust that?”
Gareth and Jeff share another look. Jeff steps closer. “You’re the best judge of character we know, Eddie. If you say he’s changed, we’ll do our best to listen.”
“Okay,” Eddie says. “Because he, uh. He’s gonna come pick me up today.”
Frank hits the hi-hat, letting it rattle. “You’re shitting me. We’re gonna meet him?”
Eddie nods, pulling another piece of hair in front of his face.
“Oh, man,” Jeff says. “You’re gone on this dude. Can you tell us anything about him?”
Eddie bites his lip. “I mean, you’re about to see him. But during the whole… everything. He saved my life more than once.”
“Then we owe him a whole lot,” Gareth says seriously.
Eddie smiles at his friends. “Thanks, guys. Alright, back to practice, Frank, count us in!”
Towards the end of practice, a car pulls up. Eddie doesn’t notice, he’s got his eyes closed, focused on what he’s playing. Jeff and Gareth give each other another look.
Steve Harrington steps out.
Frank misses a beat.
Eddie turns around, brow furrowed in question, then turning back to the front and grinning when he sees Steve walk up.
The song’s barely over before Eddie’s putting his guitar down and practically launching himself at Steve, who laughs and wraps his arms around Eddie. “Hey, Eds.”
“Stevie,” Eddie murmurs, hugging him tighter before just as suddenly releasing him and turning to the rest of the band. “Steve, these are the guys. Gareth, Jeff and Frank. Guys, Steve.”
“Nice to meet you, Steve, Eddie’s said literally only good things about you. Today.” Gareth offers him a hand, and he accepts, laughing.
“Yeah, we’ve been wanting to tell you for a while, but he never did it. I finally realized I’d have to actually come up here if he’s ever gonna do it.”
Jeff frowns, cutting his eyes over to Eddie. “You wanted to tell us, though?”
“Yes, definitely! It was my idea, actually, just. You know how my brain is about things sometimes.”
Steve frowns, poking Eddie’s head. “Be nice.”
Eddie pretends to bite at Steve’s retreating finger. “To who? I am!”
“To yourself,” Steve laughs.
“Oh,” Eddie says, then grins slyly. “Why would I, when I have you to do it for me?”
Steve grins back. “Because if you don’t,” he starts, finishing by whispering something in Eddie’s ear that has him gasping.
“You wouldn’t.”
“See, that’s your choice, isn’t it?”
Eddie frowns. “You’re mean.” But he leans into Steve’s side anyways.
“Eddie,” Frank says, “how in the hell did you get together with your high school crush?”
“Aw, you had a crush on me?” Steve says happily. “How embarrassing.”
“We’re dating, Steve.”
He just shrugs. ���Still.”
Eddie rolls his eyes. “To answer your question, Frank…” he locks eyes with Steve, and they both start giggling. “Threaten him in a boat shed?”
“Try to get him back with his ex?”
Eddie groans, hiding his face in Steve’s shoulder. “Are you ever gonna let that go?”
“Probably not.”
“Somehow I have more questions now than I started with,” Frank says, “and I’m scared of what the answers might be.”
“Hey,” Gareth says suddenly, loud enough Steve and Eddie jump apart. “What the hell are you thinking, man?” He addresses Eddie, walking past them to the mouth of the garage. He doesn’t miss the way Steve angles himself in front of Eddie, trying to protect him. Good. He shuts the garage door. “You know how nosy my neighbors are, man, you can’t just do whatever you want! If people see-”
“Shit, man,” Eddie says, relaxing. “You’re right. Sorry. Thank you.”
“I’m happy for you,” he says, noting the way Steve’s shoulders go down. “But you’ve gotta be careful, man, we just got you back.”
“I know,” Eddie says. “You’re right.”
Gareth smiles, then. “Let’s go inside. You know my mom made lemonade, and I think we all want to hear how exactly this happened.” He smirks, gesturing at Steve and Eddie.
“You guys go ahead,” Eddie tells them. “I’d like to say hi to him first.”
Gareth rolls his eyes, moving towards the door. “I’m coming back out here in two minutes,” he warns.
He gives them ten.
#I haven’t written anything like this before actually#but it was a lot of fun#even with not knowing how three of them are supposed to sound lol#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie#writing#asks#prompts#starambles
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Dove (Part 5)
first part | part 4 | part 6
Eddie Munson x fem!Henderson!reader and Steve Harrington x fem!Henderson!reader
Summary: Dustin Henderson’s older sister finds herself in a predicament having to choose between Steve “the Hair” Harrington and Eddie “the Freak” Munson
a/n: Okay so basically I recommend listening to Rock You Like A Hurricane and Talk Dirty To Me on repeat because theyre bangers but also it really puts you into the story. Also this part is really long too, but i literally didnt want to break 1 day into like 3 parts, so yea. I’m still trying to decide whos gonna be endgame with this fic, but right now it looks like y/n is leaning towards Eddie, but well see…
Warnings: swearing, fluff
taglist: @happiejoon @simonsbluee @nervouslaught3r
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“Okay, Eddie.” You said walking inside. “I’ve got two questions. What song are we rehearsing and why are there so many damn mugs on the wall?” You asked the last question with a laugh. You felt better than you did a few minutes ago.
“Okay, darlin’, to the first question there’s actually 2 songs. I want you to start the show with a solo and then we’re gonna do a duet later on.” He said while shrugging his jacket off and placing it on a hook by the door. “ To the second question, I have no fucking clue.” He answered with a smirk.
You giggled a bit. “Okay Munson, what two songs?”
“For your opening solo m’lady, you’ll be singing ‘Rock You Like A Hurricane’ and for our duet…um… ‘Talk Dirty To Me’” Eddie was obviously very embarassed to say the name of the duet song to you. You could see it from the blush spreading across his cheeks and the way he wouldnt look at you and honestly you didnt know how to react either.
“What?” You said with a cough. It took you a second to register that he was talking about the song and not asking you to, well, talk dirty to him.
“THE SONG! The song.” He said, eyes wide. “I uh mean the song.” He said coughing in a similar way to you.
Your face was red now too, but you thought the way he was embarrassed over the title of the song was super cute. You gave him a smile an decided to move the conversation. “So, lets get started. Do you want to work on the solo or duet first?”
“Solo. Definitely the solo.” He straightened up a bit. “Ill go grab a mic and my guitar from my room and I’ll be right back.” He said motioning towards his room and then eventually heading down the narrow hall to go grab his stuff
In the short amount of time it took for Eddie to grab his equipment and set up, you really thought about his offer for a dinner date. You ended up coming to the decision that you wanted it to be a date. Obviously, you weren't expecting anything to sprout between the two of you, but you figured why not test the waters. Just then, Eddie clapped rubbing his hands together, bringing you out of your thoughts.
“Okay, princess. I want you to really perform with this one okay. It’s the first song and you need to captivate the audience. So, practice like you're performing.” He said with a smile holding out a hand to help you up from the couch.
“You got it, Eds.” You said taking his hand and returning the smile. “Let’s do this.”
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Somehow Eddie got a cassette tape of the karaoke version of Rock You Like A Hurricane, but you didnt question it. He put the tape into the player and turned the volume all the way up. Even though the recording had the guitar, he still decided to play his guitar with it, but instead of standing next to you, he stood in front of you while it played.
As the music started you began to sway your hips to the beat of the drum and as the music builds you started to tap your foot and move your upper body with it. You were really enjoying yourself and Eddie was enjoying the show too. His guitar solo was starting to die out and you rolled your head back before starting to sing
It’s early morning,
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
It scratches my skin
So what is wrong
With another sin?
Eddie loved the way your voice sounded whenever you sang, especially in a song like this. You had a slight rasp in your voice, but it was still very sultry. Every time you sang, he fell for you more, you were like a siren. He couldn't help but stare at you the whole time, he watched your eyes and the way that you made them so that they were half open. He watched your lips and the way they touched the microphone occasionally depending on the words you were singing and how sometimes you would lick your lips in a break between lyrics. He watched how you would roll your shoulders with the music and sway your hips and tap your foot to the beat. He thought you looked super sexy when you sang, which is why he chose the songs he wanted you to sing.
The bitch is hungry
She needs to tell
So give her inches
And feed her well
More days to come
New places to go
I’ve got to leave
It’s time for a show
You made sure that the whole time you were singing, you kept eye contact with Eddie. He was mesmerized by you and you loved to see it, you also loved to see the way his face would get red while singing certain lyrics. There was a bit of a smirk playing on your lips the whole time you were singing too. You were trying your best to look sexy and you were hoping it was working. As the music builds up to the chorus, you took the microphone off of the stand and moved so that you were mere inches away from Eddie’s face and the whole time, you never took your eyes off of eachother.
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
Eddie leaned in so that your foreheads were almost touching, still never breaking contact. You had to admit, this was really hot and for a second you almost forgot that you were practicing. You thought about stopping and kissing him, but then, as the music started to fade to leave room for the second verse you took a hand off the microphone and put a bit of room between you and Eddie.
My body is burning
It starts to shout
Desire is coming
It breaks out loud
Lust is in cages
Till storm breaks loose
Just have to make it
With someone I choose
At the end of this verse, you looked Eddie up and down as if to say “I choose you.” You really did want to choose him at the moment, you couldnt tell what had taken over you in the past 24 hours making you begin to fall for Eddie Munson, but you couldnt say you didnt love it.
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs the show
He's licking his lips
He's ready to win
On the hunt tonight
For love at first sting
As the music starts to build into the chorus again you grabbed Eddie’s necklaces and closed the gap you put between, your foreheads almost touching once again.
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Are you ready, baby?)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane (Come on, come on, baby)
Here I am
Rock you like a hurricane
You were caught off guard when Eddie started to sing parts of the music (a/n: he’s singing the stuff thats in parentheses at y/n). You couldn't deny the fact that him doing this really turned you on. If an outsider looked in on you guys right now, they would think you two were about to fuck right then and there, but neither of you could tell if that was what you wanted. You finished up the last half of the song in that exact position. Your foreheads were millimeters away from touching and you were clinging to his necklace. It was only at the end of the song that you let go of his necklace and he pulled away.
“I’m not sure if I’m allowed to say this, (Y/N), but that was really, really hot.” Eddie said with a deep breath.
Your face turned almost as red as a tomato. ‘Did he just call me hot?’ you thought to yourself. You blinked a couple times to bring yourself back into reality. “Thanks, but why wouldn’t you be allowed to say that?”
“Oh well, y’know youre Dustin’s sister and he basically tells all of Hellfire that you’re off limits. It’s super protective.” He said while wiping the sweat from his forehead and placing a hand on his hip.
“That little shit.” You chuckled a bit. You loved that Dustin cared, but damn, telling all his friends that you were off limits was a dick move. You understood, though. It would be weird if one of your friends was dating your sister.
“Yeah, it’s kinda funny actually.” Eddie let out a small breathy laugh. “But I think that we should start practicing the next song.” He changed the subject before turning around to switch to the next song on the tape before pausing it. “I think that you should sing the first verse, I’ll sing the second, and we’ll sing the chorus and 3rd verse together.”
“Works for me, Munson.” You put the microphone back on the stand and motioned for him to hit play.
As Eddie started to strum the intro to the song, you closed your head and nodded along to the music, eventually moving your head to the beat of the drums. You wrapped your hands around the microphone and started to sing.
You know I never
I never seen you look so good
You never act the way you should
But I like it
And I know you like it too
The way that I want you
I gotta have you
Oh yes, I do
You sang the whole first verse with a smile on your face, never taking your eyes off Eddie. As you finished your verse, he made his way up to the microphone and you turned it towards him. You kinda held it out to him while he sang, the whole time both of you were keeping eye contact with each other.
You know I never
I never ever stay out late
You know that I can hardly wait
Just to see you
And I know you cannot wait
Wait to see me too
I gotta touch you
There was no denying it, Eddie looked super hot when he was singing. Especially, when he was signing to you. Wait, was he singing to you? You honestly couldn’t tell, but the look in his eyes really made it seem like he was singing all of those lyrics at you. The lyrics were starting to seem truthful too, just today, you couldn’t wait to see him after work. You needed to snap out of your thoughts, the chorus was coming up. You jumped back in and started singing with Eddie.
Cause baby, we'll be
At the drive-in
In the old man's Ford
Behind the bushes
Till I'm screaming for more
Down the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me
The whole time, Eddie was mesmerized by you just as he was when you were singing your solo before. He loved the way that you smiled and shimmied your shoulders to the music. He loved the way that you would scrunch your nose while singing certain lyrics. Eddie was living his dream, singing with you while he shreds on the guitar. He was hoping he could live this forever.
You know I call you
I call you on the telephone
I'm only hoping that you're home
So I can hear you
When you say those words to me
And whisper so softly
I gotta hear you
You mimed speaking on the telephone with your free hand causing a smile to spread across Eddie face. This was probably the most fun you’ve had in a while and you were honestly surprised, yet pleased, that you were having this much fun with Eddie Munson. You coudlnt keep the smile off your face and Eddie matched your smile with his own. You repeated the chorus together again before Eddie started his guitar solo.
Eddie, pick up that guitar and talk to me
You changed the ad lib a little bit, but it fit and you loved the way Eddie smiled when you sang it. Eddie loved that you added that and how were now dancing around his living room while he did his solo. This was pure bliss for both of you. You were letting loose and truly enjoying yourself. You had no care in the world and it felt great. You made your way back to Eddie so that you guys could finish up the song together as his guitar solo started coming to an end.
Cause baby we'll be
At the drive-in
In the old man's Ford
Behind the bushes
Till I'm screaming for more more more
Down the basement
Lock the cellar door
And baby
Talk dirty to me
And baby
Talk dirty to me
And baby
Talk dirty to me
While you guys were singing you both moved very close to the point where your foreheads were touching and your hand was on Eddie's shoulder. As Eddie finished the first guitar riff at the end of the song, you leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. It surprised both of you, neither of you expecting the kiss, but to you, it just felt right. You could see the shock on Eddies face as you leaned back with a smile.
“I think you should perform it just like that, Henderson.” He said, his face lit up with a smile.
You couldnt get your smile to go away. You hated to admit it to yourself, but you were really starting to like Eddie and you could already tell he really liked you. “Oh, shut up, Munson.” You said with an eye roll and breathy laugh.
“Make me.” He leaned in towards you with a smirk.
You shook your head before grabbing his face and kissing him again. He let go of his guitar, leaving it to hang from the strap around his shoulder, so that he could put his hands around your waist and bring you in closer. Obviously, the guitar was in the way a bit, but neither of you cared. You could feel Eddie smiling into the kiss and you couldn't help but do the same. It was a simple kiss, but it didnt feel simple to either of you. For you, this was the release of the built-up emotions from the last few hours, but for Eddie this was what he's wanted for the past 6 months. After a minute or two, you both pulled away, your hands around Eddie’s neck and his around your waist.
“So… does this make dinner a date or…?” Eddie asked with a smirk.
A cheeky smile spread across your face. “That depends, Munson. Do you want it to be?” You repeated the words he had said to you earlier in the day.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Where are we goin’?” He had let go of you so that he could set his guitar down. You began to head towards the couch and plopped down.
You tapped your chin pensively. “How about Ben’s Diner? It's about 10 minutes from here.” Really, you didnt care where you went, but chicken tenders from Ben’s Diner sounded absolutely delicious right now.
“Sounds great to me. Im gonna get my jacket on and then we can head out.” He moved away from his guitar and now towards the coat rack. You followed behind him before heading out to the car.
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Before long, you guys were pulling into the parking lot of Ben’s Diner. Eddie got out of the car first and raised around to open your door before you hopped out. As soon as you got out, Eddie slung his arm around your shoulder. You walked in side by side, a smile unable to leave both of your faces as you made your way to a booth, but before you could sit down a voice called out to you.
“(Y/N)?”
You turned around to see who it was.
“Oh! Hey Steve!” You said with a little wave. “Didn’t know you were gonna be here.”
“Yea.” His eyes shot between you and Eddie. “We decided this was gonna be our pre-movie dinner.” He said motioning to the girl across from him in the booth.
“Oh. You must be Beth?” You question leaving from under Eddie’s arm and going to say hi to the girl. “Steve has been talking about his date with you for like the past 48 hours. It’s nice to meet you.” You held a hand out to the girl hoping she’d take it to shake. ‘She’s really pretty, how did Steve score that?’ you thought to yourself. The girl, Beth, had light brown hair and some wire-framed round glasses. She seemed pretty chill, but definitely nothing near Steve’s type. Beth took your hand to shake it.
“It’s nice to meet you too!” Beth said back. “I hear you're one of Steve’s best friends?” She had a smile on her face, but you could tell she was hoping that you and Steve weren’t super close, making sure nothing was going on between you two.
You shook your head with a little laugh. “Oh no, that’s my little brother, Dustin. Those two are thick as thieves.” You smiled back at her with reassurance. “Well anyways, I’ll let you two get back to it. Me and Eddie are gonna go ahead and sit down.” You smiled before turning back to Eddie.
Eddie was quick to wrap his arm back around your shoulder. The two of you made your way to a seat quickly and started looking at the menu. You were already dead set on what you wanted : chicken tenders and a chocolate shake. You always got that when you would come here with Dustin and he would get the same. You could see on Eddie’s face that he was struggling to decide what to get.
“Do you think they’d let me order pancakes at 5 o’clock at night?” He looked up at you like a child.
“I would think so, but there's no harm in asking.” You shot him a little smile before readjusting to sit with your legs crossed in the seat.
“You look like a child right now, Sweetheart.” He said laughing at the way you were sitting.
“Ohhh okay, Mr. pancakes for dinner.” A sly grin making its way across your face.
“And may I ask what you’re ordering?” He leaned forward so his chin could rest in his hands.
You blushed a little before responding in a whisper. “...chicken tenders…”
“And you call me the child, little miss chicken tenders.” He mocked your voice a little while saying chicken tenders making you laugh a little.
Steve couldn't help but notice the way you and Eddie were chuckling from across the restaurant. You looked super happy, but he just wished it was him making you laugh and feel happy rather than Eddie. He couldn't be mad though, he felt he had no right to be. He had never confessed his feelings to you, even though Robin always pesters him about it. Steve didn't even try to make it seem like he was interested, he was out just about every other night with a different girl. To you and to everyone but Robin, it seemed like he was just playing the field. In reality, he was just distracting himself from you in hopes his crush would die out, but with every date with a girl that wasn't you, his infatuation just grew stronger. He snapped out of his trance when he realized it was time for him and Beth to leave or else they would be late for the movie.
When it came time for you and Eddie to order, you both said what you wanted, both giggling at what each other was ordering. Your food was out soon and both you and Eddie scarfed down your meals. You offered to pay, but Eddie wouldn’t let you. He was such a gentlemen, you couldnt ask for better. The way he would open doors for you and just tonight when he paid for your meal sent your heart aflutter. After paying, you both walked out to Eddie’s car so that he could take you home. The drive wasn’t super long, as Ben’s Diner was about a 5 minute drive from your house. It wasnt long until he was pulled onto the curb in front of your house.
“Can I walk you to your door, (Y/N)?” Eddie said with puppy dog eyes, waiting to move to open your door for you.
“Um…” You moved your head to look at the driveway seeing your mom still wasn't home yet. “Sure.” You said with a smile.
Eddie quickly got out of the car and opened up the door for you. This tie, once you got out, he opted for holding your hand to lead you to the door rather than an arm around your shoulder. You both hiked up the hill to your house and stopped at the porch. The two of you turned to face each other, him taking both of your hands in his.
“Eddie, tonight was genuinely the most fun I’ve had in a while.” You smiled, meeting his eyes. “My mom is pretty strict with me and so I can just barely get by sneaking out to parties maybe once a month…but this,” You looked at his hands then back up at him, “this was better than a party.”
“Oh, so what i’m hearing is that spending time with me is better than a party?” Eddie said quirking his eyebrows.
“Oh shut up, Eddie.” You said before pulling him in for a quick chaste kiss.
“I had a great time with you too, Henderson.” Eddie said quickly after pulling away from the kiss. “Now you better get inside before that brother of yours catches us.” He said with a chuckle before letting go of your hands to walk back to his car.
You turned over your shoulder to unlock your front door, but before you entered, you turned back around. “Goodnight, Eds.” You yelled to him as he walked down to the street.
“Night, Sweetheart.” He said back. You smiled at the pet name he gave you.
You turned back and closed the door, surprisingly, you were the only one home. Mom must’ve still been out running errands and Dustin must’ve been at the Wheelers. You decided to take this time you had to just shower and get into your pajamas. It was nowhere near late, you just wanted to be out of your jeans. So, you took a shower and changed and made your way back downstairs with a book. You had finally given in to all of Dustin’s peer pressuring and decided to read the Lord of the Rings series. You found it quite boring and felt you could hardly stay awake while reading it. That really seemed to prove itself true when you woke up the next morning sprawled across the couch with the book resting on your face.
#eddie munson#henderson!reader#stranger things#stranger things s4#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fanfic#steve harrington x henderson!reader#steve harrington#steve harrington x reader
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Dracula Daily Day 86
IT’S THE BIG ONE
Dr. Seward’s Diary
Renfield nooooo I’m so upset
Dracula how dare you beat my boy like this I’m in PAIN
AND NOW YOU GO AND BLAME HIM FOR THIS? LIKE HE DID IT TO HIMSELF???
Dr. Abe this is so not an accident what are you talking about
Arthur and Quincey heard the plot needed them and who are they to refuse?
Can we save his life because he’s a human and a good bean and not just because he has information? Like please?
HE’S ALIVE!!!
“What’s wrong with my face?” I’m DISTRAUGHT
DON’T DIE
“I must go back to death - or worse” DRACULA HOW COULD YOU
The way Renfield capitalizes He like Dracula is a god, or on a level with God is so telling without saying much at all
Ugh this poor thing has been a victim this entire time. And Jack just looks at him like a science experiment.
“I don’t care for the pale people” AAAHH MINA
Everything hurts and I’m dying
He tried to SAVE her BABY RENFIELD AAGHGH.
Oh cool we’ve gotten what we wanted so we’re just ditching im I guess.
Quincey I love you but I think saving her from becoming a vampire is more important than silly Victorian propriety
DRACULA GET AWAY FROM HERRRR.
It’s truly disgusting how many adaptations saw this scene with Dracula drinking from Mina and decided “romantic? Sexy? Soulmates???”
BUT THE SUITOR SQUAD GOT THIS FUCK OUTTA HERE
Noooo Mina ;~;
This part is destroying me
Jonathan seeing his wife distress and immediately going “I’m going to kill the fucker” is glorious
Mina and Jonathan are relationship goals
“I much touch him or kiss him no more” “aww hell no” Jonathan is the most ride or die ever. Given the choice between Mina or God and he chooses Mina I LOVE this sweet boy
NOOO THE RECORDS. But it’s okay, Mina’s the best and saved everything
RENFIEEEEELDDDDD
PTERODACTYL SCREECH
BABYYYY NOOOOO
Quincey and his bats, man.
I’m so upset
The story of Dracula slipping in to attack Mina is just as horrifying the second time around
“A little refreshment” ewww
“What have I done to deserve such a fate” NOTHING MINA YOU’RE PERFECT AND WE’RE PRIVILEGED TO HAVE YOU HERE
And there goes Jonathan’s hair
Jonathan Harker’s Journal
Jonathan stressing makes me stressed
God’s not helping you, your friends are helping you
RENFIEEEEEELLLLLLLD
He tried to save Mina and this is what he gets
This attendant sucks at his job and now my SWEET BOY IS DEAD.
Nothing should have been kept from Mina in the first place dammit
“I shall die!” MINAAAA.
Van Helsing’s right for once, that’s not actually going to help anything.
Yes, lockpicking, much better than breaking in.
At least Mina doesn’t have fangs yet, that’s a good sign
Way to go Van Helsing, you made Mina cry again.
And then you burned her head. You’re handling this extremely poorly, man.
Poor Mina :( Girl just wants to live her life
“She shall not go into that unknown and terrible land alone” AWWWW. JONATHAN YOU ARE THE SWEETEST.
This is so romantic it’s melting my black dead heart
“I have written this in the train” Just like the beginning of the book, that’s a beautiful callback.
“The place smells so vilely” perhaps that’s because you just lit a cigar, Art (yes, I know it’s Vamp Stink)
Dr. Seward’s Diary
It always seems like a long wait when we’re waiting for Arthur and Quincey.
Jonathan babyyyy
Yeah, Jack, you’ve got nothing on Jonathan I’m sorry
So, if Dracula was a scholar, are we… condemning the seeking of knowledge over faith? Is that what’s happening here?
The zoophagous patient had a NAME, dammit
Jonathan is out for BLOOD. And not in the vampire way
There’s Dracula, it’s battle time!
Jonathan where the HELL did you get a kukri
Damn. SO close.
All this and Mina’s still trying to put on a brave face
Can we stop talking about Mina’s purity because that’s giving off some really icky Madonna-whore stuff
These two love each other so freaking much
Stoker’s letting his boys cry again you love to see it
I am also in tears by the way if you even care
Jonathan Harker’s Journal
I too thought today would never end
“My poor wronged darling” awww
It’s okay, guys, Quincey’s here to protect you :’)
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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 122
Clap Your Hands if You Believe
“Clap Your Hands if You Believe”
Plot Description: While Sam and Dean are investigating a UFO sighting, Dean is abducted from a crop circle
Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: I know better than to GO INTO THE CORN FIELD IF YOU HEAR SOMETHING IN IT
Not the X-Files-esque opening creditsssssss 💀💀💀
I’m so glad they’ve decided to make soulless Sam funny. Mean, yeah. But funny all the same
I’m gonna have to sit for a while with this conversation they’re having about Sam needing to fake having empathy for people. If it wasn’t because he LITERALLY HAS NO SOUL, it would be a really interesting coding for being neurodivergent and being forced to mask again after unmasking because you were accused of lying or being fake. Now Dean wants Sam to fake having empathy again. He tells Dean that he USED TO pick and choose the exact right words to say but that then Dean wanted him to be honest, so he stopped and he realized how exhausting it was to keep that mask on. Just wish he wasn’t soulless…
Dean sure did get abducted…I’d ask Sam if he feels bad about mocking him over the phone, but we all know the answer to that
Omg this little commune of alien hunters/enthusiasts/whatever
Dean freaking out about his abduction is understandable but VERY funny, but I don’t know if it’s funnier than Sam’s attempt at being empathetic towards him
“You’re saying having a soul is…suffering” well…
Uh oh. Dean’s seeing things now. Look, I know it’s not aliens but wtf is HAPPENING
Did….did he just MICROWAVE ONE OF THE FAE?? What is HAPPENINGGGGGGGG
Dean would do so well (or maybe not) in Sara J Maas’ books…I actually don’t know because I’ve never read one but he’s not opposed to being attracted to the fair folk
“Dean. Did you service Oberon, king of the fairies?” Real lines of dialogue in Supernatural
I love this lady’s glittery eye makeup
You know you fucked up when the guy without a soul is angry that you traded your son to the fae for…success for his watchmaking business.
So…why’d they let Dean go?? Even temporarily?
(NOOOOOOO NOT OUT OF CONTEXT SPN QUOTES POTENTIALLY MAKING IT SEEM LIKE IM WATCHING SOMETHING DELIBERATELY AND BLATANTLY HOMOPHOBIC RIGHT AS MY COWORKER WALKS IN THE BREAK ROOM. Dean tackled a guy and yelled “What do you want, you fairy?!” So hopefully, my coworker didn’t hear it and I don’t have to explain that he was fighting LITERAL fae)
Yesssss special effects team, give us NOTHING. Holy shit. The main alien guy is a leprechaun. Genius con
The way they keep using Pinocchio as a reference point in this episode…Sam, don’t ask the leprechaun to make you a real boy again.
I really need to know why this dude is beating up Dean. Why’s he following Dean around? What’s his beef??? Oh. So we never find out. Cool.
“Been On My Mind…”: holy shit…I really thought we were gonna get down to 2, but NO. Sam hooks up with a girl from the group of alien enthusiasts. We’re back at 10, i GUESS
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Hey, could I request a upper three x milf reader. Like she's rui's human møther replacement, but she genuinely cares for her family. Shw calls oni her little 'koibito', or her sweetheart, and spoils all of her 'children' when she goes down to the village with sweet treats to make and little toys?
I read this so many times with the biggest smile on my face.
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Older Spider Brother = Ani (It was the name I found on the Wiki)
Older Spider Sister = Ane ( Her name was actually Ane not Oni, I might go back to naming her Oni though-), Koibito (Sweetheart)
Ok lets just say Ani can switch from his spider form to a human-looking form
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You exited the small market filled with your koibito's favorite pastries and sweets as you entered another market, this time filled with Ani's favorite snacks.
This continued until you had everyone's favorite snack or play thing.
Straight to the woods you went after finishing buying everyone’s desires. You lived near the Mountain where it was rumored to have demons.
Anyone who walked in never came back out.
Who ever did later died days later, their last words being
"I was disturbing their perfect family"
You only smiled at the thought of it happening to you. Your smile getting bigger at the words 'perfect family'.
You stopped walking once you reached a hot spring with clean spider themed kimono sitting next to it. You placed the treat filled bags under a tree as you took off your current kimono. Now undressed, you took a short bath in the hot spring to wash off all the wisteria from your body.
Once finished, you put on your spider kimono and grabbed the bags and proceed to walk towards your house.
And Once you open the door, the first thing you heard was-
“WOULD YOU STOP EATING MY SNACKS YOU FREAK!” Your spider daughter yelled at her older spider brother. Ani’s only response was to spit his poison at her and laugh. Thank goodness Ane missed just barely.
“WHAT THE HELL YOU PRICK!? THIS ISN’T FUNNY” Ane yelled. “Ani, What have I said about using your poison in the house? And apologize to your sister” You say as you walked inside.
Ani scoffed, “Why should I? She called me a freak-OW” he screamed as he turn into his more human like form to touch is head that just got backhand slapped.
“OW! What was that for!?”
“Apologize to your sister, like your dear mother had ask.” your husband, Akaza, demanded as he held a sleeping Rui. Ani held the back of his head once more before reluctantly turning over to his sister, who now wore a smug smirk across her face.
“Hmph, even though your very poor when it comes to apologizing. I guess I’ll take it.” Ane taunted. “Ok now your asking for more poison-”
“Keep the poison to yourself, or else you don’t get to see what’s in the bag” You threaten holding up the multiple bags you had in your hands. The two spider siblings quickly rushed over to you to see what was in the bag.
Treats, toys, tools (You don’t understand why they want those) Different teas and baked goods.
When the spider siblings walked away with their new belongings, you went over to your husband and youngest child. The second you sat down next to them, you got forced right back up.
“Akaza, I’m fine!” You playfully complained. “Nope, Stay still”
You giggled at Akaza being concerned for you. He checked you up and down to see if you had any bruises, cuts, burns, scratches, rashes, literally anything that doesn’t belong on your body.
As he looked around your body, you started to pose for him. “Can you stop posing, I can’t find any-”
“I’m putting on a show! you should be grateful!”
“Eh- Pose once more I need a camera!”
“Ani...broke the...last one with his poison..” A sleepy Rui said snuggling deeper into Akaza’s hold. “Hi Rui! how was your day?” You say taking him from Akaza. “Father backhand slapped Ani 13 times today”
“Why did you count?”
“AKAZA!”
“WHAT!? He can take it!”
“We spoke about this!”
“He’s a lower rank 2 in the making, he has potential!”
...
Both You and Rui gave Akaza a disappointed look.
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No this is not ending yet. I just lost the courage to continue writing this so here are some headcanons..
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Affection towards Older spider brother, Ani
Someone put a warning anytime this guy shows up like damn
- .....
- See, it's hard enough to even strike a conversation with him
- He favors Akaza more than you
- And he has no shame saying it out loud
- But-but even though he can be an ass, he has a weak spot for the snacks you buy him and when you cup his face
- He can't take physical affection well
- He's the only one who doesn't know what to do when you hug him, so he just stands there
- He loves the snacks you get him
- very different from human meat
- He doesn't like the toys you get him so he gives it to Rui
- But if you get Ane toys he takes hers and claims that her toys are better
- Do you take care of his spider underlings?
- No
- Akaza's really aggressive with him
- In his eyes, Ani is a lower moon in the making
- So, the second you leave the house
- Akaza enters the house to train him
- Ani loves Akaza more than you because Akaza allows him to spit his acid/poison around the house
- Yes you come home to holes in the walls
- Your little koibito
- Such an angel
- She favors you more than Akaza
- Loves literally anything you do
- Vows to become just like you
- You love to hug her the second you get the chance
- And she always accepts them
- She always by your side
- Loves to be held by you on bad days
- You both love to snuggle with each other
- Akaza loves to take pictures of you two when the both of you fall asleep
- Akaza doesn’t know what to with ‘little women’ so he spoils her with treats before bed (Which you forbid)
- For some strange reason, he’s an expert on hair, so he does Ane’s hair all the time
- If she wanted something you already said no to, she’s going straight to Akaza to ask the same question because she knows he’ll say yes
- Akaza also loves to carry her on his back
- But of course, this won’t be Akaza if he didn’t think she’ll be a perfect lower moon in the making
- So yes, she has to train too
- “Hug me”
- “Hold me”
- “I want affection”
- “Mother, carry me”
- “Father, Mother is choosing Ane over me... She claims she no longer loves me-”
- He’s adorable
- and clingy
- VERY clingy
- Needs to be held at least 9 times a day or else all hell is set free
- Doesn’t have a favorite
- But if he had to choose it would be you
- But then it’ll be Akaza
- He can’t decide
- He loves it when you sit down with him
- Mainly because he sees it as an opportunity to climb on you to cuddle
- “Jesus, Akaza can you stop trying to train the kids into being lower moons?”
- “I’m not just training them to be lower moons...Rui would make a great upper moon! He has-”
- “Potential? Yeah Akaza baby, no, that’s not happening”
- Once you leave, its training time
- He’s very aggressive when it comes to training Rui
- He personally thinks that Muzan mis-ranked the moons, he believes Rui should be lower moon 2 at least
- Akaza just wants his kids to be upper moons like him
- But they do have their cuddle moments
- Doesn’t understand why you bought him plushies
- But Once you offered to take it back and get him treats instead, he didn’t want to give it back
- ....
“Before you go out into the village, put wisteria all over your body to rid off any demons. I saw a hot spring not too far from here. Wash off the wisteria before you come in here”
“Ok Akaza”
“Always take the route Rui showed you. No shortcuts”
“Ok Akaza”
“Do not get injured on the way here. We might have to train harder if-”
“Akaza..Please shut up”
- You love him, but he’s very protective
- Sometimes he won’t let you leave the house
*Insert Protective Hugs*
- You also have to train with the family, so Akaza doesn’t have to worry about you defending yourself
“NO! Baby look. The second the guy looks at you, you must give him a uppercut and break his nose. Then you tell him, if you ever look at me again.. I’ll get my stronger than Kokushibou sexy ass husband to beat your ass.”
“......I’m not doing that.”
“....Could you at least say it?”
- You have to start cuddle sessions because he sees it as a sign of weakness (he loves them though)
- He also loves the snacks you get him
- He loves Training taking care of the kids
- He does the dad thing where he puts the all the kids on his back and does push up!
- Douma teases him for having a lower moon family
- Douma loves to come over To eat you
- Don’t worry Akaza deals with him
- Ngl Kokushibou also comes over
- Ani’s first reaction to him was-
“This motherfucker got 6 fucking eyes... Allergy season must be a pain in the ass-”
“ANI! Don’t say that to guests!”
- Kokushibou likes Ani for an odd reason
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I think I went off topic-
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Fair Warning - Bakugou Katsuki
Bakugou x f!reader
Warnings: cursing, crack, fluff, Yui Kodai slander (I’m sorry), STREET FIGHTING (but inside a classroom), we love supportive boyfriend Bakugou, and we love bestie Mina <3
Request: I need a female Y/N to beat a bitch’s ass and have Katsuki in that background like “that’s my baby☺️”
BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST
“Bitch!” Mina comes in yelling with excitement. You were currently cuddling with your boyfriend as you sat on his lap at his desk seat when you took notice of your best friend calling for you.
Katsuki had his arms wrapped around your waist as you had your own wrapped around his neck. Both your eyes were closed as your head was tucked into Katsuki’s neck and his head was leaning atop of yours. Did y’all care that y’all were in the classroom? No. Bakugou was so clearly irritated by the pink girl. I mean, she was interrupting cuddle times.
“Listen Pinky, I had a bad morning and we’re in the middle of something here so if someone isn’t fucking dying then you better scram.” Bakugou calmly warned your friend as his eyes remained shut and his hold on you tightened. You giggled at your boyfriend’s empty threat and pecked his cheek before looking towards your bestie.
“What’s up?” You asked with your sweet voice. Bakugou groaned as he realized now some dumb shit has to happen.
“What’s up? What’s up?! Girl! Yui Kodai-“
“Ew.” You and your boyfriend both said at the mentioned of the girl’s name from class 1-b. For some reason, she just rubbed the both of you the wrong way. And it wasn’t even that Katsuki was just following your lead because you were his girl, he just genuinely didn’t like her either.
“Right!” Mina agreed. “But anyway, I was walking by 1-B’s classroom and I overheard her talking her shit, and here’s the best part, about you and Bakugou.”
At her words, you and Katsuki both tensed up at that. What the hell did this bitch have to say about your very happy and nearly perfect relationship?
“The fuck did she say?” You asked with a still very calm voice. You were very intrigued with where this conversation was going. It was a very known fact that your boyfriend was very attractive and yes he pulled bitches left and right. So yes, you were well aware of Yui’s little crush on him, but that usually didn’t bother you because Katsuki made it very clear that if it wasn’t you, he didn’t want or need it.
“She’s all talking about how if you weren’t around, she could easily pull Bakugou and how you’re an ‘ugly bitch’-“
As she continued to tell you all the shit that was said, you felt Katsuki’s hold on you tightened even more. You look to your boyfriend while you listened to Mina and noticed his angry expression. To soothe his nerves, you gently grabbed his face with your tiny hand and gave him a sweet peck on the lips before giving your attention back to Mina.
“-and then she finished it by saying she’d whoop your ass any time of the day.” Mina finished.
“Oh really?” You chuckled out. You lightly tapped on Katsuki’s arm to signal him to let you go and he reluctantly did so.
You were far too calm to be at ease with this whole thing. You were like the calm before a storm or a jaguar getting ready to pounce. You walked out the classroom and Katsuki chuckled as he had an idea of what was about to go down. He followed you out the room and Mina was left with excitement. She went to follow the both of you but not before telling the whole class about the shit that was about to surely spiral.
“Y’all wanna go see Y/N beat a bitch?” She called out and the lot of class 1-A, especially the Bakusquad, excitedly followed. The class watched as you slid opened the door to 1-B with a very calm demeanor.
You looked inside until you spotted your target. Yui Kodai. You motioned for the class to watch from the doorway, with the Bakusquad having front row seats to the upcoming show. 1-B quickly took notice of 1-A’s presence and silence rang through the room. You walked to Yui, finally grabbing her attention as she looked at you in shock and fear. She stood up from her seat as she backed up a few steps, which did nothing as you just went in closer.
“You know we ‘bout to fight, right?” You bluntly said.
“What?” Was all she could get out before you jumped her ass. At least you gave her a fair warning. You brought her to the ground as you banged your fist into her face while your other hand tugged at her hair. All the students grew rowdy and watched from beyond. You finally picked Yui up by her hair and used your training to kick her across the room and to the front. She got up in a hurry to defend herself but you continued to beat her ass.
The students all looked to Bakugou to gaze his reaction on how wild his girlfriend was getting, but they were only met with a grin of a proud partner.
“That’s my Teddy Bear,” Katsuki said with a hand over his heart while he had a goofy smile on his face as he watched you drag her ass around the front of the room.
“Teddy Bear?!” Denki questioned. “Y/N’s a freaking she-beast!”
“Yeaahhhhhhhh....” Katsuki said as he continued to look at you in bliss. Eventually, Yui began to bleed and that’s when Bakugou sucked in a breath. As much as he wanted to watch the fight continue, he came to the conclusion that he would have to stop you before you got expelled or something. He didn’t care if Yui got hurt, he just didn’t want you in trouble.
“Uhh, Y/N! Don’t you think you should tone it down a bit before Aizawa or Vlad comes?” Kirishima asked. You took a pause from the fight but still held a firm grip on Yui’s hair as you looked towards the red head.
“What’s he gonna do? Erase my quirk?” You said with a sarcastic voice.
“Yes, actually, I will and am.” Aizawa said from behind the 1-A crowd. The students moved out of the way as Aizawa walked to you with his hair up in the air and his eyes glowing red. You continued to look at your teacher with an unbothered and unfazed face as your hold on Yui’s hair never faltered. You and your teacher had a 10 second stare off before you turned to Yui....and continued to whoop her ass. That’s when Bakugou and Awase decided to pull you two apart.
“Okay baby, that’s enough,” your boyfriend said as he pulled you back. You pouted at your boyfriend with an angry scrunch on your nose that he found adorable but knew it was a sign that you were pissed at him for stopping you. “Don’t give me that look.”
You huffed and looked back at Yui to take a look at the damage you caused. Her hair was mangled and some of it was ripped out and scattered the floor as her nose was bleeding and she had scratches and bruises covering her face and body. Tears filled her eyes and her clothes were dirtied while you looked as pretty and fresh as a daisy. Not a scratch on you. You smirked at the sight and settled in Bakugou’s hold. He took notice of your calm cooperation and let you go. You turned and smiled at him with a proud look. Unfortunately, the spotlight was on Bakugou and so he had to choose his words very carefully.
“Y/N, you know I love you but all that was uncalled for. You should’ve handled the situation differently, dumbass.” He blankly said. Your proud look fell and was replaced with a look of sadness as your boyfriend reprimanded you. You looked down to your shoes in embarrassment as Aizawa sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Alright look, my class go back to the room. I’ll stay here and wait for Vlad to come in so I can explain the situation. Awase, take Kodai to recovery girl and Y/N, I would scold you but I’m pretty sure getting told off by your boyfriend was enough. That’s all. Dismissed.” Aizawa said as he waited in 1-B’s room.
The students of 1-A all walked back to their own classroom, everyone all hyped up over the exciting fight. You kept your head down as you walked but felt a grip on your arm as you were dragged to another hallway away from everyone. You looked up to see your boyfriend looking down at you with a serious face. You pouted at him in embarrassment until his face grew a smile that showed how proud he was. Your mood instantly improved and you smiled like a happy puppy as he pulled you in for a hug and kissed your forehead.
“Nice work Teddy Bear.” He said, holding you tight.
“You’re not mad at me?” You said, smiling up at him as you were pressed into his chest. He just shook his head and smiled some more.
“‘Course not. You kicked her ass, and she completely deserved it.” he laughed out. You laughed with him before you both shared a cute kiss and walked hand in hand back to the others.
Yes. We very much love a supportive Bakugou boyfriend.
A/N: horrible ending, Ik but yeah :)
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!!!! 59 + 199 +88 for Mingi please (she/her) + FLUFFFFF + neighbors? You're the best 10000 gold stars for you.
Feels Romantic | SMG
Member: Mingi x fem!reader
Genre: Fluffy smut 🔞
Words: 817
Prompt(s):
59. “Don’t be afraid. It’s just me.”
98. “Tell me what you want.”
199. “Choose me.”
Drabble game is still open!
A bright flash outside your window during a storm didn't concern you, but the loud crack of thunder immediately after has you jumping in your bed with a yelp. The lights in your apartment go out, and you hear the steady hums of your appliances turn into silence. You’re grateful that you had enough foresight to light a few candles a couple minutes ago.
Sitting in the dark alone isn’t really how you want to spend your night, so you reach for your phone to call your friend to at least have someone to talk to. Before you press the call button there’s a knock at your front door that startles you.
You scurry through your apartment with your phone’s flashlight and peek through the peephole to find your neighbor that you haven’t spoken to since your friend yelled that you think he’s hot in your apartment with paper-thin walls. You can barely make out his face in the dim light coming from a backup light in the hallway. Collecting yourself, you open the door and don’t bother with an official greeting.
“Mingi, you scared the shit out of me.”
He chuckles, “Don’t be afraid. It’s just me. I heard you yell and came to see if you were okay.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. I wasn’t expecting the thunder to be so loud. I was about to call a friend, so I wouldn’t be alone,” you ramble.
“No,” he interrupts with a grin, “Choose me. I’m better company.”
“Oh...” You feel like a deer in headlights and don’t know how to react. There’s no way he didn’t hear your friend the other day yet he’s acting like it never happened. He must be the kind of person to not want to embarrass you for it. If it isn’t brought up, it never happened and you’re in the clear, right?
As you get lost in your own thoughts, he gives you a look with raised, questioning eyebrows. Realizing you’re taking too long to respond, you quickly open your door wider to let him inside. You mentally kick yourself while shutting the door. Can you just be normal, at least while he’s here?
You turn to see nothing in the darkness. Fuck.
“I’ll go move my candles to the living room,” you assure.
“No, it’s fine. We can chill in there.”
A silence falls over you as you internally freak out.
“Wait, I didn’t mean to invite myself into your room. I just didn’t want you to move them and accidentally burn yourself.”
You laugh, noting the panic in his voice. “I get it. I don’t mind hanging out in there.”
What the hell are you even saying? Your heart is beating so fast, and your stomach feels weird from how nervous you’ve become. It’s too late to take it back now, so you begin to walk to your room but accidentally bump into him. His hand finds your wrist and gently holds onto you.
“Sorry, I can’t see anything and don’t know where we’re going,” he apologizes.
“You’re fine. Just follow me,” you say and before you try to head to your room again, his hand naturally slips into yours, interlocking your fingers. He probably has noticed how sweaty your hands are. It might be best if you just ran out of your apartment right now and never return.
Inside your room, the warm, flickering flames wash a dull glow over the two of you, and holy shit is Mingi handsome in this light.
“Feels romantic,” he comments, looking around at the candles.
Realizing he caught you off guard again, he blurts out, “Wait, no- I’m running out of feet to put in my mouth.”
His weird statement makes you laugh, partly soothing your anxiety.
“Sorry, I’m nervous,” he adds.
“Why are you nervous?”
Something clicks in his eyes, and a small grin hints at the corners of his mouth. He steps closer as one of his hands cradles your cheek, the other still holding yours. You swallow thickly at the shrinking space between you.
“You look beautiful this light,” he softly speaks before capturing your lips in a kiss. Your hand squeezes his, and his thumb soothingly brushes over your knuckle. When he pulls back, his eyes stay on your lips. “I’ve wanted to do that since you moved in.”
You don’t know what comes over you for you to wrap your arms around his neck and bring him back to your lips, to which he fervently returns the kiss. He guides you back until the backs of your knees meet your mattress. Your small gasp at the contact causes him to pause.
“We can stop. Tell me what you want,” he muses.
“You.” The soft yet confident voice that comes out of you is unfamiliar.
He exhales a quiet laugh through his nose and kisses you one more time before helping you onto your bed.
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My Soulmate||||J.P
Summary: James jokingly did a spell at Hogwarts called the soulmate spell, and gets shocked when he sees Sirius's sister
|James pov|
I look at the spell Sirius was holding and read it over, and practice the wand movements a few times
We found this old book and there was a soulmate spell, we took it and I am the only brave one to do it
"Doubt you'll see lily, you'll see trash." Sirius says laughing and I sigh
"I'll prove you wrong pads." I say and Sirius shrugs as I then say the spell and so the wand movements
But right after I finished everything went black
When I open my eyes I'm in nothing but darkness I then look around and then suddenly I see me? What? That is definitely me but what am I doing here? I'm me I shouldn't be seeing me
But then I see y/n as in y/n black as in Sirius's sister who's one year younger then him
And she kissed the other me and they looked so happy? What's going on?
But after a few seconds of just looking at me snog Sirius's younger sister it hit me
"Oh fuck she's my soulmate isn't she." I say and the other me nods which freaked me out no need to hear me I'm freaked out enough
When I woke up I woke up on the floor with Remus, Peter and Sirius all worried for me
"James you fainted are you ok?" Remus asks and my head hurt so badly, but then I remembered what I saw oh shit Sirius is gonna kill me! Like y/n is his baby sister he's super overprotective over her, like if a guy even looks at her Sirius almost murders them
Now shes my soulmate what the hell world you want me to die?
After I was on my feet and my headache cleared I notice y/n walking down to the common room
"You boys are still awake? What mischief have you all planned." She says and she wasn't looking at me she looked at Sirius skipped over me to Remus and Peter
Wait what? I never noticed that she never looks at me, I just noticed that
I then walk over to her and she didn't look over as she glares at Sirius
"We were just chatting but your right it is late." I say and then Peter yelled something out making me stop
"Wait James we don't get to know if the soulmate spell worked? Who did you see?" He says and I started to blush because she was right here y/n black my soulmate
"Uh later I'll tell you later." I say as I walk off to bed as y/n shrugs she looked interested but I can't say it in front of Sirius
He's gonna murder me like I'm gonna die
|The next day|
When Sirius wasn't around and neither were y/n I told Remus and peter who I saw
"Oh no." Peter says and I nod my head as yes y/n black is extremely attractive she's Sirius's sister of course she is she's a part of the black family.
"Your dead prongs oh my gosh your dead, I'm sorry but Sirius is gonna murder you." Remus says and I nod yeah he is, but since the spell I can't get y/n out of my head she's all I think about now
"So you can't just choose another soulmate?" Peter asks me and I shake my head the book even said whoever you see you can't change because you can't change destiny
But destiny about to have me fucking killed
Sirius walks over and immediately asked about the soulmate spell, I don't wanna lie to him honestly he's gonna have to find out
So might as well just die now
"Sirius you can't get angry." I say and Sirius looked confused
"What you saw me or something? Aww prongs I'm honoured." Sirius says and I sigh
"No not you but someone close to you." I say trying to hint it at him and block Incase he tried to hit me or punch me or something
"Remus? Peter?" Sirius says but right then y/n walks over and Sirius stopped someone close to him it then hit him I saw his sister "YOU SAW WHO NOW!!!?" Sirius yells and y/n looked confused
"Yup." I say and Remus and Peter especially Remus we're trying to hold Sirius back from murdering me
"Sirius? Are you ok?" Y/n asks and I was scared Sirius is gonna tell our I saw her
"No I am not ok!" Sirius says and I really wanted to tell y/n myself so I got Remus to drag Sirius away yelling how could you prongs
But like I don't choose who I see, so sorry pads but I didn't choose to see your sister. Before the spell I would never dream of getting with y/n black, mostly because of Sirius and how angry he would have been
Now after the spell she's all I think about and I wanna be with my soulmate, so sorry padfoot but I'm gonna be getting with your sister
"Y/n can we talk?" I say and y/n nods
"Sure James." She says and I smile and we walk off somewhere quiet and far away from the screaming Sirius that could be heard in the distance still. When we were far enough I stopped and y/n looks at me "So what's up?" She asks and I sigh
"I did a spell called the soulmate spell and It worked." I say and y/n nods really confused why I'm talking to her about this
"What need help with getting close to your soulmate? It's one of my friends isn't it?" Y/n says and I sigh
"It's not one of your friends more like it's you." I say and y/ns eyes widen what? Huh? Yeah I know shocking turn of events
But then suddenly a wild angry padfoot tackled me to the ground
"Who said my sister is allowed to be your soulmate, universe when I said I doubt lily please just tune it to lily!" Sirius says and y/n sighs
"Sirius shut up." She says and I wanted to say that as well but I'd get beat up right now
"Look padfoot let me talk to your sister." I say and Sirius glares at me as Remus pulls him away
"I'm sorry about Sirius he's way to overprotective." Y/n says and I nod as she helps me off the ground
"Thanks." I say and she smiles as she nods
"So I'm your soulmate?" She says and I nod yup she is
"Yeah I saw you snogging dream me and dream me nodded when I said she's my soulmate? If you want go ahead do the spell." I say and y/n shakes her head
"I believe you, you were totally in love with lily now your here blushing and trying not to stutter around me, obviously something changed." Y/n says and I nod well yeah that's kind of a give away
Y/n then kisses my cheek shocking me "What was that for?" I ask as I was getting more red
"Well nothing." Y/n says and I should probably ask her out now right? Like she's my soulmate but I still kinda have to ask her out
"So you wanna go on a date or something? Then maybe you know date." I say and y/n nods
"Well you are my soulmate so sure why not." She says and I smile but I know Sirius is gonna kill me later on tonight even more, because now I'm going on a date with his sister
"Great I'll see you later." I say and as I was walking away y/n grabs me and pulls me into a kiss on her lips which I gladly kissed her back
"Yeah see ya James." Y/n says winking at me then she starts walking away but stops "Oh by the way I've liked you since year 2." She says and I smile
"Oh same just ignored it so Sirius wouldn't kill me." I say and y/n smiles
"Ah well then see you later James." She says as Remus, Sirius and Peter all walk over and Sirius just yells at me to not break y/ns heart, but well she's my soulmate I'd never break her heart
'I'm glad I did the soulmate spell because life is about to get so much better with y/n in it.'
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bring her home to dad | rafe cameron
summary: BJ’s every parent’s nightmare and rafe brings her home to ward.
pairing(s): rafe cameron x fem!oc, platonic!sarah cameron x fem!oc, platonic!wheezie cameron x fem!oc.
word count: 5.17k
warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, fluff, angst, ward cameron.
author’s note: i’ve had this idea for a while and it was originally going to be a reader, but i have a lot of ideas for this oc and rafe that may or may not be a coherent story. i don’t know, we’ll see where it goes. this is an au where there isn’t any treasure hunt but like rafe still does coke and dropped out of college and sarah and john b end up dating. no season 2 spoilers! Also, the house they use in the show for Tanneyhill (it’s real name is Lowndes Grove) is actually so beautiful omg you can rent it for weddings!
BJ Bentley was in the passenger seat of her boyfriend’s truck on her way to his house for the first time. Though she’d been in a relationship with Rafe Cameron for the past few months, she understood the reservation he had to take her to meet his father. The dark tattoos all along her sun kissed skin and the style of her clothes definitely scared every one of her partner’s parents. It was especially worse when their parents were hard on them, and they tried everything to live up to their expectations. There were times when someone she was interested in brought her home just to scare their parents when they weren’t interested in her as well. It wasn’t like that with Rafe. For one, he was completely freaking out in the driver’s seat next to her as he drove to his house. And two, he told her from the beginning that he had to be in love with her to bring her home to Ward Cameron.
Well, he was in love with her. And she loved him, too. That’s why she was completely calm in the passenger seat as she waited patiently to pull up to the historic house. Rafe’s fingers tapped against the steering wheel as he was hyper aware of the world around him. Quick hits on the brake and too sharp of turns were a clear indication of his nervousness. BJ reached across the center console to take hold of his right hand. He gave it up to her with little hesitation, and she intertwined their fingers while bringing the back of his hand to her lips. The soft kiss released a bit of tension in his shoulders.
“We don’t have to do this today,” she said against his hand. He immediately shook his head at the idea.
He said, “No, I already told him you were coming today. He’s got Rose making her special meatloaf for the occasion.”
BJ placed their hands down on the console and smiled.
“I love meatloaf.”
He nodded, his mind still somewhere else, and stated, “I know. I told her.”
Rafe stopped the truck at a stop sign. With no one behind them, BJ reached her free hand up to his cheek and turned his head towards her, forcing him to meet her eyes. She smiled softly when he leaned into the palm of her hand.
“It’s going to be okay. I promise. I’ve dealt with plenty of parental disappointment. He might be a little harder on you, but he’ll let it go eventually.”
He smiled and kissed the palm of her hand before turning back to the road. As he pulled forward from the stop sign, she placed her outreached hand on his forearm to run her fingers up and down the prominent vein.
He said, “That’s not what I’m worried about.”
BJ’s hand stilled at his words, and she stared at the side of his face as she tried to think of any other reason he’d be so nervous.
“I don’t want him to scare you off,” he added as he avoided meeting her eye.
Her lip jutted out as she cooed, “Aw, Honey Bunch,” his eyes rolled and lip turned up at the pet name, “you don’t have to worry about him scaring me off. You’ve had plenty of chances to do that.”
Rafe laughed mockingly and reached over to squeeze her thigh. She laughed loudly as she tried to pull his hand off of her. When she managed to wrench his hand away from her, she reached over and poked his side which only resulted in his hand gripping her thigh again.
“Rafe Cameron,” she said in a firm tone, making him laugh. “If you don’t stop, I will knock you the fuck out.”
He didn’t stop. It took him almost side swiping someone’s car for him to let go of her and return his hand to the steering wheel.
“That’s what I thought,” BJ quipped but screeched and lifted her leg away from him as he pretended to reach for her thigh again.
The rest of the ride was silent aside from the music playing from the radio. Eventually, the sound of the turn signal interrupted the melodies of the song as they waited for the car in the other lane to pass to turn left into Tanneyhill. Trees blocked the view of the house from the gate, but she could see peaks of a white house with many windows. As they drove up the driveway and passed the trees, she could see the beautiful house in it’s full glory. The house itself was beautiful on it’s own, but the surrounding view made it stunning. She could see the expanse of the water over to the left while an expansive yard of trees veered to the right.
“Home sweet home,” Rafe muttered as he pulled into a parking spot next to someone’s car. He turned the engine off and unbuckled his seat belt but didn’t make a move to get out. BJ unbuckled her own seat belt and waited. She watched as he took a couple of deep breaths before turning to meet her eye. Her lips turned up in an encouraging smile. She leaned forward over the console enticing him to do the same. Their lips met in a soft peck and met a few times more before pulling away for good.
The couple got out of the truck at the same time and met at the back. BJ let Rafe stair up at the house before reaching her hand out for him to hold. He huffed a heavy sigh before taking her hand in his. On their way to the front door, BJ stopped walking. If he didn’t have her hand in his, he probably would have kept going. He stopped, their hands extended, and watched her eyes widen.
“What? What’s wrong?”
Her eyes moved from the house to him, and she said, “I’m going to meet Wheezie!”
Rafe released a relieved sigh as he let his head fall back with his eyes closed. The hat on his head nearly fell off as it’s bill hit the back of his neck. BJ laughed as she stepped closer to her.
“Don’t do that to me,” Rafe mumbled as he let her pull him along. When they got closer to his front door, he took the lead. He led her past the front room and into the main part of the house. They took a few turns before reaching a decent sized kitchen. As an old house meant to be preserved, it lacked the open floor plan most modern day houses choose to do. While some rooms were spacious, it felt very choppy as they moved through the house. Even the kitchen was cut off from the dining area. The only person in the kitchen was a blonde woman who was definitely not Sarah Cameron or Wheezie.
“Oh, hello!” The woman greeted as she worked on cleaning off the counters. She stopped at the sight of them and tossed the washcloth into the sink. Her eyes widened once she got a better look at the girl standing next to Rafe, but BJ took it in stride as she let go of Rafe’s hand to go shake hers.
Rafe spoke up from behind BJ, “Rose, this is BJ. BJ, this is my stepmom, Rose.”
“It’s really nice to meet you, Rose. I heard you’re making meatloaf! It already smells amazing,” BJ stated as she shook the woman’s hand. She watched Rose take in the tattoos on the back of her hand and the chain hanging on one side of her skirt, but she pretended not to notice as Rose fixed a genuine smile on her face.
“It’s nice to meet you, too! Rafe mentioned meatloaf was your favorite, so Ward asked me to make my special recipe.”
“Is there anything Rafe and I can do to help?” BJ offered. Rafe started to speak from behind her, but Rose beat him to it.
“Actually, the table still needs to be set, if you don’t mind?”
BJ shook her head and said, “Not at all.” She turned around to Rafe. “You know how to set the table, right?”
Rafe huffed and nodded his head. He turned to the left and led her into the dining room where a long, rectangular table that seats eight people took up one side of the room and a smaller, circular table that seats four people took up the other. He stepped over to the china cabinet and opened both of the doors.
“I can start with the glasses while you get the plates?” Rafe suggested as he looked at her. She nodded and walked over to him. He pointed at a specific set of plates before grabbing the glasses on the higher shelf. A place mat was already placed in front of each seat that was to be used. BJ started on one side as Rafe started on the other. They met at the head of the table, and BJ stared up at Rafe as he refused to move out of the way.
She wasn’t much shorter than him normally, but she was almost nose to nose to him with her boots on. The amused smile on his lips and the quirk of his eyebrow tempted her to do something about him being in her way. With a playful tint in the corner of her eye, she stood on the tips of her toes to press a kiss to his lips. His hand found her hip as their kiss lasted longer than necessary. When she pulled away and fell back flat on her feet, Rafe hummed and nodded his head. He patted her hip and stepped out of her way.
“You may pass,” he said, making BJ laugh. The rest of her task went without fail before the two of them placed the silverware out: BJ was in charge of the spoons while Rafe put out the forks and knives. The sound of a man’s voice interrupted the peaceful silence that laid over the air.
“Alright, I got the ice and another bottle just in case. I saw Rafe’s truck outside. Have you already met her?” The man stated as the couple saw him approach the island that Rose was standing next to.
Rose nodded, walked towards her husband, and said, “Yes, I did. They’re setting the table now.”
Ward tried to turn to look at where they were standing, but Rose grabbed the front of his blazer and pretended to fix it while she whispered to him. BJ puffed out a silent laugh as she looked at Rafe.
She whispered, “Very subtle.”
Rafe only had the energy to chuckle once as he watched the two in the kitchen. BJ studied the couple and watched Ward’s facial expressions to gauge his reaction. She noticed the exact moment Rose told him about her...appearance. His head tilted towards his wife in a quick motion to look in her eyes. Rose scolded him swiftly, and Ward fixed his face into a stoic expression. BJ could feel her boyfriend tense from beside her as she watched Ward look to the ground and nod at whatever his wife said.
BJ took the lead, grabbed Rafe’s hand, and pulled him into the kitchen. Rafe tugged on her hand to keep her from intruding on his dad and stepmom’s conversation, but BJ went through this too many times to know it was easier to rip the bandage off right away.
“Hi, you must be Ward! I’m BJ Bentley,” she introduced herself, extending her hand once again. Though he was warned, Rafe’s father appeared to still be surprised at the sight of her. He took it in stride regardless. His eyebrows shot up in delight and a charming smile crossed his face as he reached his own hand out.
Ward greeted, “Ah, nice to meet you, BJ. I have to say I was surprised to hear Rafe had a girlfriend, let alone that he was bringing her home to meet us.”
“Dad,” Rafe said as Rose called her husband’s name in warning.
“Honestly, I was surprised, too,” BJ confessed. “Didn’t think Rafe was the girlfriend type.”
The timer on the oven went off to interrupt the tense conversation. Rose hurried around the island to pull the door open. She used a cooking thermometer to check the temperature inside the meatloaf.
“It’s done. Rafe, can you go upstairs to get your sisters?” Rose asked.
Rafe made sure BJ was okay before reluctantly heading out of the kitchen to the stairs she’d seen on the way inside. She watched him until he disappeared out of the room and turned back to his parents. The brunette tucked her hair behind her ear as she caught Ward staring at the tattoos on her thighs sticking out under her skirt with a disapproving purse of his lips. She turned to Rose, the safer of the two, and offered her help.
“I can take the potatoes to the table if you’d like,” BJ offered as Rose sliced into the meatloaf and placed it onto a large plate. The potatoes were on a similar plate cut into chunks and seasoned so well that BJ’s stomach grumbled at the smell.
Rose smiled and said, “That would be great. Thank you.”
BJ returned the smile and grabbed the plate. Once she reached the table, she placed the potatoes in the center with enough room for the meatloaf. Ward followed her into the room and motioned to the side of the table with only two seats set.
“Rafe sits on this side next to me. Feel free to sit next to him,” Ward said. BJ nodded and stepped around Ward; she noticed then they were about the same height. Since Ward hadn’t pulled his chair out, BJ thought it best to wait to be seated. Her mouth didn’t agree to the plan.
“Your home is very beautiful. It has a lot of history behind it, right?” She inquired as Rose brought in the meatloaf before returning to the kitchen, probably for the drinks.
Ward’s head tilted in interest as he answered, “That’s right. People don’t usually know that.”
“I did a paper on Denmark Tanney in college. As you must know, he was the only person to survive the wreck of the Royal Merchant.”
A light lit up behind Ward’s eyes at the mention of the Royal Merchant. She mentioned offhandedly one day while hanging out with Rafe that she did a paper on the man who built his house after he told her he lived in Tanneyhill. He told her how much his dad loved the house and its history, so she knew she could use that to get on Ward’s good side. She wasn’t worried about whether the Cameron’s liked her, especially not Ward, but she wanted there to be mutual respect between them. From what Rafe has said about his father, she knew she would never like him. But as Rafe’s father, she had a level of respect for him that she wanted to be returned. No matter how the man treated him, Rafe loved Ward and looked up to him. She had to respect that.
“Of course,” Ward replied, his words more genuine than the other times he’s spoken. “It’s what drew me to the house in the first place. Tell me did your research take you to the information about the gold he was able to get off of the Royal Merchant?”
Rose brought in a pitcher of iced tea as well as a cup of scotch on the rocks for Ward. She started to pour a glass of tea for herself as she listened to their conversation.
“Yes, and no one has ever been able to find it. He had letters to his son that a lot of people have picked apart trying to find out where he hid it, but no one’s figured it out.”
“Ugh, dad, please tell me you haven’t bored BJ with your stories about the Royal Merchant,” Sarah Cameron stated as she came into the kitchen. She sent BJ a smile and a wink as she walked to her seat, leaving the middle one between her and Rose empty. Rafe followed in shortly after.
Ward laughed as he shook his head. “Of course not, Sarah. BJ brought it up.”
Sarah’s eyes widened in surprise and put her hands up in surrender. Rafe came to stand next to his girlfriend. Ward and Rose looked at him expectantly.
“Wheezie’s on her way down,” he stated before reaching over to pull out BJ’s seat. She smiled at the gesture as she stepped out of the way.
“Wow, Rafe has manners?” Sarah asked, sarcasm dripping from her words as she sat down. Rafe glared at his sister as BJ stepped in front of the seat. He pushed in her seat as she sat down. She mumbled her gratitude as he sat down next to her. Rose and Ward sat down after the kids, and Rafe took it upon himself to pour himself a glass of iced tea. He offered the pitcher to BJ, and she took it graciously.
The sound of loud steps interrupted the short silence, and a young, teenage girl wearing a bright pink tutu and a sequined, long sleeve shirt. BJ’s eyes widened in surprise, and she turned to Rafe as she pressed her lips together to contain her laugh. Rafe placed his elbow on the table and covered his mouth to hide his smile. From what Rafe told her about his youngest sister, the tutu was out of character for her.
Sarah gasped and said, “Love the tutu, Wheeze.”
“Wheezie, what are you wearing?” Rose asked as the girl sat down next to her. BJ turned back to watch the scene unfold in front of her. Wheezie smiled at her before turning to her stepmom.
Wheezie said with a shrug, “Wanted to try something new.”
“Wheezie, we have a guest. Go upstairs and change,” Ward demanded as he tilted his head back to stare at her down his nose.
“I think Wheezie has a right to dress however she wants,” Rafe said, finally lowering his hand away from his face.
Sarah added, “Yeah, dad, we should let her express herself.”
BJ could see what her boyfriend and his sisters were doing. Wheezie was dressed in an out-of-character outfit to make her brother’s girlfriend feel comfortable wearing the clothes that the older generation deemed unacceptable. Rafe and Sarah were helping coax their parents into understanding why she wore the clothes she did. It warmed her heart to see it. Wheezie didn’t know who she was, they’d never met before, but she was doing this because she loved her brother. Sarah and BJ had known of each other before she started dating Rafe because they went to the same parties.
“Also,” BJ spoke up, “I really don’t mind. I think you rock the tutu, Wheezie, and those sequins really bring out your eyes.”
“Thank you, BJ,” Wheezie said before she turned to her father expectantly. Everyone turned to him to see his reaction. Ward Cameron sighed as he stared at his younger daughter.
“Fine.”
***
“So, BJ, what are you studying in college?” Ward asked as he sipped on his second glass of scotch. The men finished their plates as well as Sarah while the rest of them were still working on finishing their potatoes and little bit of meatloaf. BJ complimented Rose on her recipe after the first bite once she tasted the burst of flavor on her tongue. She talked to Wheezie about a new movie that was coming out. Apparently it was a part of a series that the young girl really liked, so she told BJ the synopsis of the first movie and invited her to come over to watch the first two movies together. Most of dinner was Rose and Ward alternating asking BJ questions about herself or Sarah telling everyone what she’d been up to for the day and what she was planning to do in the next couple.
BJ took her time swallowing the potato she’d been chewing and answered, “Actually, I finished college last year.”
Ward and Rose’s attention perked at the sound of that.
Rose asked, “I thought you said you were the same age as Rafe?”
“She is,” Rafe answered. “She finished her Bachelor’s degree in business, right?”
He looked to her for confirmation. She nodded.
“I started taking a lot of my general education credits my junior year of high school and took more business centered classes in the summer,” BJ said, turning to Ward and Rose. “By the time I graduated high school, I was a junior in college.”
Ward appeared to be impressed with what he was hearing and asked, “So, are you working now or have you decided to do something else?”
“I am. I work with my mother in her real estate investment business. I’ve always been around the office, even interned there the summer after high school graduation, and that’s how I knew I wanted to have a career in business.”
“I have to admit that’s pretty impressive,” Ward said and stared at his son. “I wish Rafe had as much drive as you do.”
BJ looked to Rafe to see him stare into the bottom of his glass that only had chunks of ice at the bottom. She could tell by the pout of his lips and his slouched shoulders that the comment hit a little too hard. Without allowing the others to notice, she reached under the table to place her hand over his on his lap.
“Rafe has plenty of drive,” BJ defended. “He’s just got to figure out where he wants to put that energy. Calculated energy is better than wasted energy.”
Ward only hummed in response. She finished her plate without any interruption. Rafe and Sarah grabbed everyone’s empty dishes. BJ helped Rafe stack all of the plates before Ward asked Wheezie to show their guest around the house.
“Yeah, BJ, I’ll show you Rafe’s room first since you’ll probably spend a lot of time there,” Wheezie said as she pushed her chair out to stand up.
Rafe stepped back into the room and scolded her, “Wheeze. Shut. Up.”
BJ laughed and stood up to follow after Wheezie. She patted Rafe’s shoulder as she passed him. Wheezie talked the entire time as she showed the older girl every room in the house. Most of the stories included embarrassing stories about Rafe.
“The rug right here?” Wheezie pointed out as they stood in the hall leading to the stair and outside of Rafe’s room. “Rafe tripped over it running out of his room and almost busted his chin going down the stairs. Luckily he stopped at the turn or he would’ve broken his arm.”
BJ shook her head and asked, “When was this?”
“Last week.”
The two giggled at the news, and Wheezie took her up another set of stairs. BJ followed her into a room that was clearly hers. It was a typical young teenager room with a few posters and brighter, mismatched colors.
“The tour is now over, please don’t forget to tip your guide and remember to visit again,” Wheezie said in a highly comical, animated voice. She worked on taking off the tutu as BJ looked around the room. It wasn’t a big room, but it was large enough to hold everything her heart desired.
“Is she your favorite artist?” BJ asked, pointing to a small poster of Taylor Swift next to some, what BJ could assume were, lyrics.
“Of course, she’s a lyrical genius,” Wheezie said, and BJ could tell how much the girl looked up to the artist by her voice. “Who’s your favorite artist?”
A sheepish smile was brought to her lips and turned to Wheezie. The youngest Cameron was sitting on her bed against her pillows, and BJ went to sit on the edge near her.
BJ said, “So, this may come as a shock, but I love Whitney Houston.”
Wheezie’s head tilted forward in surprise as her eyes widened. BJ laughed. The former girl looked down at BJ’s clothes and tattoos before looking back up to her with narrowed eyes.
“There’s no way. You definitely listen to classic rock like Nirvana,” Wheezie said.
“Okay, Nirvana is definitely not classic rock. Whoever told you that lied to you. And yes, despite my looks, Whitney Houston just hits the spot.”
Wheezie laughed and said, “I can’t wait to tell Rafe.”
“Hah,” BJ mocked and hit the girl lightly on the leg, “he already knows.” She hopped off the bed and headed for the door. “I’m going to go find him. I just take the stairs all the way down right?”
The only response she received was a nod before leaving the room. BJ could hear slightly raised voices drifting up the stairs as she started down them. She could hear Rafe’s voice but couldn’t make out any of his words.
Then, clear as day, she heard Ward’s voice, “I don’t care, Rafe! Think about what people will say when they see you with her. What they will say about our family.”
“You didn’t say this to Sarah when she brought John B home,” Rafe countered.
“John B doesn’t dress like she does and doesn’t have tattoos up and down his arms! I don’t care if you love her, you-”
Suddenly, it was quiet as BJ stepped on a particularly creaky stair. Not that she was quiet on her way down, but they didn’t hear her over their yelling. As she came down, she saw Rafe, Ward, and Rose through the doorway into the kitchen standing in awkward silence as they waited for her.
“Please, don’t stop on my account,” BJ said as she walked towards the three of them.
Rafe started to talk, “BJ, I’m sorry-”
BJ held up a hand to stop him.
“You don’t have to apologise, Rafe. It’s not the first time I’ve walked in on an awkward conversation with my boyfriend’s parents. I just hoped your father had enough respect to talk to me about it.”
She smiled a sickeningly sweet smile as she met Ward’s eyes. Rafe said her name and offered for them to leave.
“And I wish my son had enough respect not to bring you home,” Ward said as he took a long drink of his scotch.
BJ’s smile didn’t falter at his words as Rose sharply said his name.
“You know, Ward, a person can always change their clothes,” BJ informed the older man and motioned to her own clothes. “Hell, on a normal day, I don’t typically wear this. I only wore it now so you could see the ‘worst’ of it and learn to get over it. I understand your reservations on tattoos. It’s not everyone’s preference. I, for one,” BJ stepped over to Rafe and motioned to his bare arm, “love the blank canvas that is your son.” Rafe muttered an “oh, my god” at her words. “But you should never judge someone’s character for what they decide to do with their bodies. It’s their actions you have to pay attention to.
“Your actions, specifically, have told me that you are a very insecure man who tries to keep the image of his perfect family intact to hide the fact that he feels like an imposter in the life he’s created for himself.” Ward stood up straighter and set his glass down forcefully. Rose put her hand on his chest to stop him from taking a step towards BJ. “The only reason I’m saying this to you is because, although I do not like you one bit, I have respect for you. I know who you are, Ward Cameron. Started on the other side of Outer Banks and, through hard work and sacrifice, you made it to Figure Eight. You raised a beautiful family despite hardly being there for them emotionally. Anyone can respect someone who has managed to do that for themselves.”
Ward scoffed and interrupted BJ’s tangent, “I let you into my home, and you decide to speak to me like this in the name of respect? My actions have told you all of this about my character? Through one dinner?”
BJ shrugged and simply said, “I minored in psychology. And I’m sorry if you find what I’ve said to be disrespectful. I found you talking about me without me present to be disrespectful. I love your son whether you like me or not and as long as he still feels the same way, we’ll have to treat each other with mutual respect.”
Rafe’s hand slipped into hers. Through their interlaced fingers BJ felt his grip tighten as he stood up to his father. With her other hand, she reached out for a handshake. Ward stared down at her hand for a moment before looking at Rafe. Another squeeze on her hand. Ward and BJ locked eyes. He sighed and reached out his hand. A firm handshake, and the two were on their way with Rafe saying over his shoulder he might be back later.
Her boyfriend practically dragged her out of the house and to his truck. The sun was already set, so the lights around the house were the only thing to light their way to Rafe’s truck. The overhead lights inside turned on and off as they got in. The dash light lit up Rafe’s features as he turned the ignition over to start the engine. BJ watched as he sighed heavily and fell back against his seat, and she reached over to grab his hand again.
“I almost shit myself when you called him insecure,” Rafe confessed, making her laugh out loud. “I thought he was going to kill us both.”
BJ leaned over the console and said, “But he didn’t.”
He opened his eyes and turned his head without lifting it to look at her. Pieces of his hair fell onto his forehead, and she smiled at him as she studied his face. A sweat had broken out on his face and neck, but it was slowly drying in the cool air of the truck’s air conditioning.
“No, he didn’t.” BJ watched his soft lips as he spoke.
“Now, the worst is over.”
He nodded. “It is.”
BJ’s free hand reached up to the back of Rafe’s head and pulled his face towards hers. Rafe didn’t put up any fight as he leaned into the kiss. She pulled away with a sigh, and the boy moved so he could comfortably lean against the console as she played with the hairs at the back of his head.
“Wheezie’s cool,” BJ admitted. “She told me a lot of embarrassing stories about you.” Rafe rolled his eyes. “Something about you and a rug followed by a small tumble down the stairs.”
Rafe shook his head and said, “I have just as many embarrassing stories of her.”
BJ smiled.
“I can’t wait to hear them.”
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Trigger Happy Havoc Girls with an S/O who is like Mikan
Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions
Mod Ibuki: Hey hey hey!! Sorry for the long wait on this :/ I hope it was worth it, though!
Kyoko:
Kyoko was immediately worried for your safety
She had a lot of questions
Why were you so shy? Had you been through something?
She kept those questions to herself though
If someone ever made fun of you, she’d glare
Literally just walk up to you, wrap on arm around your waist and the other on your arm
And glare
If you ever took a fall in front of her she’d carefully lean down and help you up, suggestive or not
Although she might blush a bit if it was a suggestive position
“There, you’re alright. It was just a small trip, thankfully.”
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she would be appalled
“Love, I don’t want you to take your clothes off because I’m not in a particularly good mood. Bad moods are normal, that doesn’t mean you take your clothes off every time it happens. Don’t offer that to me unless you personally want to do it.”
Kyoko is not someone you can look at and feel as if she’s mad at you, because she makes it clear if she is
But if you did think she was, she’d be pretty upset
“No, love. I’m not mad. You did absolutely nothing wrong. Nothing at all. I honestly don’t think I can be mad at you. You just seem to make everything better.”
Kyoko’s heart skips a beat whenever you’re around <3
Hina:
Hina LOVED YOU
The minute you two met she did not let you out of her sight for long periods of time
She was just worried someone would hurt you or take advantage of you
If someone ever made fun of you, she’d be so mad
No one wants to deal with mad swimmy baby
“That is so rude, you know!? That was completely uncalled for! There was absolutely no reason to say that! Now apologize!”
If you ever took a fall in front of her, she would honestly fall too just to make you feel less embarrassed
She’d cover you if need be, though
Either with clothing or with herself when she “falls”
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d be in shock
Mainly because you offered it to her because you thought she was upset
“What!? Please, S/O, no! Don’t say that! Taking your clothes off won’t make me feel better, cuddles will! Get over here! Because of that statement, I demand you let me cuddle you!”
If you ever thought Hina was mad, which is rare, she’d he so upset
“Baby! No! Not at all! I could never be mad at you! I swear! Your face is just too adorable to be mad at!”
Swimmer baby just wants your happiness above all
Celestia:
Celeste would never admit it if anyone asked
But she loved you the minute she laid eyes on you
Your personality only made her want to be with you more
Not many people dared to bother you, but if an unlucky soul did try to do such a thing…
Celeste would give them a run for their money
“Are you fucking kidding me!? How dare you!? Why don’t you crawl back into whatever ditch you crawled out of and leave my significant other alone! Do I make myself clear!?” She’d turn to you and give you a soft smile. “Come on, dear. Let’s go get some tea to cheer you up, yes?”
If you fell in front of her, she wouldn’t be able to catch you without falling herself, but she’d immediately take your hands and help you up
“Come now, darling. Don’t cry, it was an accident. Everything is alright.”
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, it would take a second to click
But once it did her reaction was similar to Kyoko’s
“Darling, I don’t wish for you to take off your clothes merely because Yamada put me in a foul mood. I would much rather you keep said clothes on and have a cup of tea with me, maybe some conversation as well. Please don’t offer yourself to me out of pity.”
If you ever thought she was made at you, she honestly thought she was gonna cry
“W-What? Dear, no. Not one bit. Not one ounce of me is angered by you. I love you far too much to be mad at you. Now, come here and let me hug you.”
Celeste truly does care about you, more than she has cared for anyone before <3
Sakura:
Protective
That’s it
Sakura wants your safety above all, because she knows how shy people can be taken advantage of easily
If anyone dared to make fun of you, oh boy
Sakura is fucking terrifying
“I suggest you run before I snap you in half.”
That’s all it takes to send them on their way
If you fell in front of her, she would definitely be able to catch you
And she would!
But if you did manage to miss her arms, she’d pick you right back up and hold you
“See? I got you. Everything is okay.”
If you offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d be calmer, but nonetheless upset
“Hey, don’t do that. I don’t want you because of your body. I want you because of your personality. That’s what I fell in love with. Don’t offer yourself to me, or anyone else. Ever. It’s your body, you can most certainly choose what to do with it.”
If you thought she was angry with you, she’d be so quick to tell you otherwise
“No, not at all. I am not mad in the slightest. Even if I was, I’d never take my anger out on you. That’s wrong, and I love you too much to even think about doing that.”
With Sakura as your girlfriend, you will always be protected. And that’s a promise
Mukuro:
Mukuro is shy, but definitely not as shy as you
Like Sakura, she wanted your safety above all
Let it be from others or her cruel sister
If someone ever made fun of you, she’d be pretty angry
Hell, she may put those skills of hers to good use
“Hey. Don’t let me hear you say something like that again. Ever. That’s just plain disgusting.”
If you ever took a fall in front of her, her reflexes are extremely fast, so she’d try her absolute best to catch you
More often she does, but on the off chance she’s unsuccessful, she’d apologize with a bright blush
“I-I’m sorry, love. I tried to catch you, uh, I’m sorry. Here, grab my hands.”
If you offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d immediately say no
“S-S/O! No! No, I-I don’t want you to do that! I-I’m not in a bad mood, and even if I was I wouldn’t want you to take your clothes off just to try to improve my mood! Please don’t offer that to me, that’s practically violating you! And I don’t want to do that!”
If you ever thought she was mad at you, poor girl might cry
“L-Love, I’m not mad at all. I-I promise. Even if I was mad, I don’t think it could be caused by you in all honesty. I love you, okay?”
Soldier baby’s heart go brrr
Sayaka:
Shy or not, Sayaka’s a cute blushy mess around you
She still teases you in a friendly manner, but always makes sure you know she’s only playing
If anyone over bothered you, she’d be incredibly salty
Like, pettiness and all
“Oh, so that’s how you’re gonna be? Well, I’ll have you know that my significant other is NOT gonna do that. You’re a rude person and I hope karma hits you hard.”
If you took a fall in front of her, she’d screech so sound and try to catch you, but would most likely fail
When she saw that you were embarrassed, like Hina she would trip to make you feel better
“See, S/O? It’s fine! Now we both tripped, hehe! Isn’t that funny!”
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d hug you immediately and try to make you happy
“Nope! I don’t want that, okay? I want to kiss your cute face! Not rub up on you because you want to make me happy! Now c’mere, so I can kiss your cute face!”
If you ever thought she was mad at you, though, she’d be really sad
“What? No, I’m not mad at all! Let alone at you! I promise, S/O. Even if I was mad, I’d have a peaceful conversation. Not a screaming match about it! Now, give me a hug!”
Sayaka will hug you as much as you please, as long as it makes you happy <3
Toko:
Toko thought you were annoying at first
But then she realized how similar you two were
Not long after, she fell in love with you
Just like in those cheesy novels she writes
If someone ever bothered you, she’d get pretty mad
Lowkey considers letting Syo out
“H-Hey, asshole! T-That’s a r-real d-dick t-thing to say! S-So w-why d-don’t you just g-go back to w-whatever ditch y-you crawled o-out of a-and d-die!”
If Syo was around when someone bothered you, well I think we know how that'll go
They aren't around anymore, especially if they were a pretty boy
If you ever fell in front of her, she’d lowkey get second-hand embarrassment, but would help you up anyways
“Hey, l-look, you’re fine. N-Not a scrape or anything. Y-You’re okay.”
Syo would leap into action immediately and pull you to your feet
"See!? It's like you never even fell! You're okay! No tears, I hate seeing you cry!"
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she’d freak the fuck out
“W-What!? N-No! D-Don’t do t-that! K-Keep your clothes o-on! I-I’m n-not mad! E-Even if I w-was, I w-wouldn’t w-want you to s-strip! Y-You’re t-too p-pretty for t-that!”
If Syo was around, she would as well
"What!? Oh no no no, this just won't do! You're body is far to marvelous to be shown so willingly, y'know that? Don't let others see it so easy! Even if it is just me! Doesn't matter!"
If you thought she was mad at you, she’d scoff at first, but then realize you were being serious
“What? I’m not m-mad at you. W-Why would I b-be mad at y-you? I-I have no reason to b-be. D-Don’t say that, I-I’d tell you if I-I was mad at you...S-Speaking as if I-I c-could g-get mad at y-you.”
Syo would latch onto you and hug you, giving you a little spin
"No, dollface! I'm not angry at all! See? I'm happy! So happy! Especially because my baby-cakes is here! Now, c'mon! Gimme a smooch!"
Even though she’d deny it at first, Toko really does love you
#danganronpa#danganronpa x reader#thh#dr1#kyoko kirigiri#kyoko kirigiri x reader#aoi asahina#aoi asahina x reader#celestia ludenberg#celestia ludenburg x reader#sakura ogami#sakura ogami x reader#mukuro ibukasa#mukuro ikusaba x reader#sayaka maizono#sayaka maizono x reader#toko fukawa#toko fukawa x reader#genocider syo#mod ibuki writes!
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A Favor: Part Twenty-One
Nessian Modern AU
Masterlist
a/n: as someone who is physically incapable of reading fics and other long tumblr posts line by line and word for word, i think it’s so fucking cool that a bunch of you regularly, excitedly read what i post. i would not blame you at all for skim reading. thank you.
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The majority of Cassian’s life was spent battling with the fact of his own existence. First he was fatherless, then motherless, then homeless. Being taken in by Rhys’s parents, who bought him nice clothes and nicer gifts, was like putting a bandaid over a stab wound. It couldn’t change the questions that made up Cassian at his core: was he equal to everyone else in this world, or had he been born inherently inferior? Did he deserve the same happinesses that his friends so carelessly reaped, or should he step back and know his place?
The older he grew, the more he grappled with those questions—until the night he learned who his father was, and the truth behind his existence. That he was likely a product of rape. Nearly driving himself drunk off a mountainside in Monte Carlo was enough to make him realize with a startling clarity: he couldn’t keep asking himself the same questions for the rest of his life. At some point, he was going to have to buck the fuck up and make his peace with the world, whether he believed he deserved to be in it or not. And though it might have taken him a while to reach that conclusion, Cassian can proudly say he did it. Not long into his post-college years, Cassian finally grew up.
By twenty-seven, he was secure enough in himself and his place in the world to not have to deal with those doubtful voices every waking minute. His life was figured out, and his ego was unshakeable. Until Nesta Archeron entered the story.
Now at twenty-eight, Cassian is again unsecured—this time in a less tragic but more confusing way. Because everything he thinks he knows about himself, about life, she insists on proving wrong.
Including the issue of celebrating his birthday.
“I feel like I should have asked this earlier,” Cassian mutters to Nesta as they stand in the cozy resort lobby, “but why is Az here?”
Nesta looks both humiliated and resigned when she mutters back, “He wouldn’t pay for the resort unless I let him come with us.”
“At that point you should’ve just let me pay, babe.” He watches Azriel’s back as he chats up the lady at the front desk while getting their room keys.
“On your own birthday? It would have ruined the point,” Nesta says.
Cassian doesn’t retort that having his brother present at their couple’s retreat also ruins the point. He’s sure she already knows.
Nesta’s reaction when Cassian told her that he didn’t celebrate his birthday was unforgettable.
“No one in our inner circle really cares about birthdays,” he had shrugged. “Feyre’s birthday is the exception because she’s sort of the outsider, and Rhys will find any excuse to worship at her feet. But the rest of us? I don’t know, it was never a big deal.”
As someone who’s never skipped a birthday once in her life, even when she was isolated and ignoring her family’s phone calls, Nesta took this as a personal offense. “I need to get you out of this cabin,” she stated.
Which brings them here, to Colorado’s finest ski resort situated high in the Rocky Mountains. The lobby is littered with overstuffed armchairs and a crackling fireplace, and huge windows look out over the blinding white mountains.
Az starts heading their way, key cards in hand, when Cassian suddenly turns to Nesta. “We need to find him a woman,” he whispers.
“What?”
“We can’t let him third wheel with us for the whole weekend. We’ll never get time alone.” Cassian is set on this new plan, already scanning the lobby for women around Azriel’s age.
“I agree, but—”
Azriel reaches the two of them, tossing a room card to Nesta. “You can stop talking about me now. I’ll be spending most of my time hitting the slopes.”
Cassian and Nesta mumble a halfhearted, “We weren’t talking about you.”
He narrows his eyes at them. “Uh-huh. Just remember whose credit card this is going on.” Picking up his ski gear and duffel bag, he turns for the elevator.
Nesta frowns up at Cassian once Az is gone, more adorably than she probably intends. “Do you think he’s upset?”
He scoffs. “We should be upset at him.” He doesn’t want to have to worry about his brother while he’s on vacation, and Az definitely wouldn’t want him to worry either, but it isn’t something that can be helped.
Despite his irritation, he might go skiing with Az later this afternoon. Just to keep him company.
***
Nesta will give it to Azriel—he’s a man of fine taste, and also generous with his spending. She originally wanted a normal room for her and Cassian, preferably the cheapest one, but Az went behind her back and upgraded them to a fully decked out penthouse suite.
“This is too much for just a weekend,” she tells him over the phone while Cassian is in the bathroom. “How am I supposed to pay you back for this?”
“Why would you pay me back?” he says dismissively. “I’m rich.”
When Nesta tries arguing with him, he only replies, “I don’t take money from poor people,” and hangs up on her.
Which leaves Nesta to enjoy the four-spray shower and heated bathroom tiles free of charge. By the time she comes out of the shower, Cassian has already left with Azriel to hit some slopes before dinner, though not before leaving her a note promising to teach her how to ski tomorrow.
Nesta doesn’t even get to unwrap her towel from her body before realizing her phone is ringing incessantly, all the way from the other side of the suite. Jogging over to the living area, Nesta answers Emerie’s call. “What’s up?”
“Where are you?” Emerie greets without introduction.
“At the ski lodge?” Nesta answers, confused. “I already told you, for Cassian’s birthday.”
“I know that,” Emerie hisses. “I mean what room are you in? This place is huge.”
“Wait—you’re here?” Nesta looks quickly around herself, as if Emerie will pop up from behind the couch.
“Not just me. So is Gwyn.” Nesta hears rustling on the other side of the line, and then Emerie saying from a distance, “Answer for your crimes, Gwyneth. Say hi.”
A new, clearer voice comes over the phone. “Hiii, Nesta.” Gwyn sounds weak, like she is not having fun at all.
“What the hell do you two think you’re doing?” Nesta demands.
“Well, it’s a long story and I need to see you first. Also, I have to pee. Where is your room?”
Five minutes later, Gwyn and Emerie are sitting obediently before the roaring fireplace in Nesta and Cassian’s suite.
Now fully dressed, Nesta stabs a finger at Emerie. “Explain.”
“I didn’t do anything,” Emerie says indignantly. “Gwyn barged into my place at eight in the morning and dragged me all the way here—”
“It was an emergency!” Gwyn tosses her hands in the air. “It still is an emergency. That’s why we’re here.”
“I’m here because Gwyn is scared of traveling alone,” Emerie interjects. “And driving on highways.”
“Guys!” Nesta snaps.
Gwyn makes a whining sound of defeat and drops her head into her hands. After a long moment, she speaks. “He asked if we could go to dinner together. Like, right to my face. And I panicked and said yes, because I couldn’t think of a reason to say no, but obviously I can’t do that. So this morning I cashed in my sick days and told him I was going on vacation for a whole week.” Gwyn looks up at Nesta with pleading teal eyes. “Please can we stay here the whole week?”
Nesta stares at Gwyn, feeling like her brain was just sucked dry. “First of all, who’s ‘he’?”
“Max!” She stands in her outburst. “The love of my life. The man who works on the fourth floor of the library. Do you pay attention to the groupchat at all?”
Oh yeah, that guy. “You came all the way here,” Nesta drawls out slowly, “so you wouldn’t have to have dinner with your crush?”
“It wasn’t just any dinner.” Gwyn flops back onto the couch. “It was a date. I can’t go on a date with him. First dates lead to second dates, and second dates lead to—sex.” She whispers the last word.
“Really?” Emerie frowns, not missing a beat at the mention of Gwyn’s deepest fear. “What kind of dates have you been having?”
“I haven’t been having any dates,” Gwyn says. “Why, how long do you usually see someone before doing it?”
“First date, at most,” Emerie shrugs.
“No,” Nesta steps in, sending Emerie a bewildered look. “Gwyn, you’ve known this guy for a while now. If he’s half as decent as you think he is, he won’t expect sex by the second date. And even if he does—”
“What does it matter?” Gwyn wails. “It’ll come up eventually. And when it does, he’ll think I’m a freak.”
“He won’t get a chance to think anything before I kill him,” Emerie says, eyes darkening.
Nesta says nothing, knowing this is something she can’t advise Gwyn about. Whether or not Gwyn chooses to share her past and unresolved trauma with another man, and whether or not that man reacts in an unshitty way isn’t something Nesta can determine. So she just states for the record, “You’re not a freak.”
“But it’s what he’ll think.”
“Then you shouldn’t be with him in the first place,” Nesta says firmly. Even though she knows better than anyone that it isn’t always that simple.
Proving her point, Gwyn scoffs and looks away. “You don’t get it.”
“What I really don’t get,” Nesta says, “is why you took your lie so literally. Why did you come all the way out here instead of hiding out at home for the week?”
“Merrill sees and knows everything. I can’t lie to her.” Gwyn cringes. “If I stayed at home, she would sniff me out as soon as she got me on the phone, and then I’d really be screwed.”
Nesta cocks her head at Gwyn, squinting her eyes in something akin to fascination.
“I had the same reaction,” Emerie pipes up. She shakes her head at Gwyn. “I’ve never met a more melodramatic idiot, truly.”
Gwyn curls into herself on the couch, looking ashamed.
Nesta sighs sharply, then whips out a hand. “Give me your wallets. I’ll go downstairs right now and see if I can book a room last minute.”
Emerie sits up at that. “Uh… I’m not sure I can afford a place like this.”
“Neither can I,” Nesta says. “That’s why Azriel paid for all of us.”
Gwyn’s eyes go comically round. “Azriel’s here?”
“Unfortunately.” She snaps her fingers at both girls. “Credit or debit, now.”
“So… I’m assuming we can’t just share this huge suite with you guys, huh?” Gwyn says hesitantly.
There might be actual flames in Nesta’s eyes. This is Cassian’s birthday, goddammit. Cassian, who hasn’t celebrated a birthday since he was eleven. “Please don’t push me.”
Gwyn and Emerie, very reluctantly, hand their cards over to Nesta. Emerie hands over two, just in case.
In the end, Nesta doesn’t use any of their money, but charges the new room to her own account. She’ll work it off by putting extra hours into Night Court, she tells herself.
When she returns to the penthouse suite, she spies tracks outlined in melted snow at the doorway. Shit. She barges inside to find Cassian and Azriel standing in the middle of the living area, with Emerie looking awkward on the couch.
“Uh, we just got back—” Cassian starts.
“I can explain,” Nesta interrupts.
A faucet turns off in the distance, and Gwyn peeks her head out of the bathroom door.
“Oh, shit,” Azriel says in delight. “Freckles is here too?”
Gwyn looks like she’s about to turn right back around to the bathroom. Nesta and Cassian both throw Az a baffled look, but Nesta says, “I can fix this. I’ve already fixed it.” She goes over to Emerie and hands her a key card. “You and Gwyn are going to stay on the first floor, and you won’t bother me or Cassian for the duration of our stay. It’ll be like you’re not even here.” She whips toward Gwyn, who still hovers near the bathroom doorway. “And at the end of this weekend, you’re going back to work like the adult you are and taking care of your shit.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Gwyn says quietly, lowering her head.
Cassian comes over to Nesta, whispering, “So, you didn’t invite them to keep Az company or anything, right?”
“I can hear you,” Azriel says.
“Of course not,” Nesta whispers back. “That’s a terrible idea.”
“Really? Because I thought it was kind of convenient—”
“I can still hear you,” Az repeats.
“So can I,” Emerie nods.
“Shut up,” Nesta hisses at the both of them. Grabbing Cassian’s still-gloved hand, she drags him upstairs and away to their bedroom. When the door shuts behind them, she turns to him and blurts, “I’m so sorry.”
Cassian only laughs, taking his ski jacket off and brushing away the wet snow from the back. “I’m not.” He tosses his jacket and gloves over a chair and approaches Nesta, tugging her closer by her oversized turtleneck. “And what did I tell you about wasting your apologies?”
Nesta doesn’t care. “I ruined your birthday.”
“My birthday’s not until tomorrow,” he says with a straight face. “But honestly, I like this a lot more than just you, me, and Az. At least he can’t third wheel anymore, right?”
She shakes her head insistently, frustration boiling in her blood. “Everything’s going wrong.”
“But you solved our problems.” He finds Nesta’s clenched fists and unfurls them with gentle hands. “You got the girls their own room, and now Az can be distracted with those two. We can still be alone. We win.”
Nesta purses her lips, unconvinced, when Cassian adds, “But seriously, though—what the fuck are they doing here?”
She exhales deeply, letting her head drop forward onto Cassian’s chest. “I don’t know,” she mutters. “Gwyn panicked about some personal stuff and thought it was a good idea to come to me. I don’t want to make her leave, though.” Gwyn is being stupid right now, without a doubt, but Nesta won’t abandon her. Neither will Emerie.
God, having friends sucks.
Cassian threads a hand through her loose hair and hums. “Gwyn was smart for coming to you.”
***
Dinner is held outside in the snow and cold, but everyone bundles up and sits down at a table that surrounds one of the multiple fire pits in the courtyard. Cassian convinced Nesta to let Gwyn and Emerie hang out with them for the weekend, because what else are those poor girls supposed to do, and now the women babble over each other as they decide what to drink.
Cassian sits back and takes it in, the sight feeling heartwarmingly familiar and strangely brand new at the same time. Nesta ends up being the one to order everybody’s drinks, and once the waiter scampers back inside, Gwyn releases a terse breath. “Sometimes I still get scared of that tone.”
“I’m always scared of it,” Az mutters, eyeing Nesta from the corner of his eye.
“What tone?” Cassian laughs. He knows Nesta is still a little wound up from her plans going off the rails, but she hasn’t done anything scary.
“I’m used to it,” Emerie says through a mouthful of fries, “but I think that waiter almost cried.”
“That’s how I sound all the time.” Nesta shrugs, sitting back.
“What tone?” Cassian repeats.
Nesta clicks her tongue impatiently. “You know how I talk. I’m straightforward.”
“And harsh,” Azriel adds. “Even aggressive.”
“Watch it.” Gwyn turns stern eyes onto him over the fire pit.
“I have no idea what you all are talking about,” Cassian says. He turns to Nesta. “You sound perfectly normal to me.”
She narrows her perfect brows at him, and Emerie laughs, “I don’t know if that’s romantic or ignorant.”
But now that they’re discussing it, Cassian does distinctly remember Nesta having a sharp edge to her words while they were getting to know each other. Did it disappear over time, or has he really stopped noticing it?
He doesn’t get to think about it before their drinks arrive, followed soon by a dinner of fancy sandwiches.
Cassian cuts his beef sandwich in half and gives the other half to Nesta, and she does the same with her turkey sandwich. They eat and drink around the crackling fire, laughing and talking about tomorrow’s plans (“It’s not your birthday, Azriel,” Nesta says. “Stop asking about gifts.”). Cassian and Emerie talk idly about video games over wine, and even though it isn’t really his thing, he can see her excitement over it and gladly indulges it.
Once everyone is finished eating and is slightly drunk, Gwyn pulls a small sleeve of crackers out of her puffy jacket, followed by a fun-sized Hershey’s bar and a handful of mini marshmallows.
“What are you doing?” Nesta says.
“Making dessert.” Gwyn builds a mini s’more and places it carefully on her fork so she can toast it over the fire pit. When it’s done, she leans forward even more to try to put it on Nesta’s plate. “For you. Thank you for letting me and Emerie stay.”
Nesta jumps, catching the s’more with her plate and batting Gwyn away from the fire pit at the same time. “You’ll set your hair on fire,” she hisses.
Gwyn’s hair remains safe, but now Cassian catches his brother watching Gwyn amusedly from the corner of his eye. “Can I have one?” Az says.
“I’m all out.” Gwyn says while building another s’more, refusing to meet his eyes.
Cassian and Nesta share a look, a hundred words thrown back and forth between them in that glance. She scoots her chair closer to him to slip her cold hands into his warm ones, but while the conversation carries on around the table, she leans in and whispers, “I’m not a busybody but…”
“I am,” he whispers back. “Az is being weird, weirder than usual.”
Nesta nods. “I’ve never seen him so—outgoing.”
Neither has Cassian, but before he can mention anything else, he looks up to find that Gwyn and Azriel’s seats at the table are empty. “How much did those two drink?” he breathes.
Nesta follows his gaze, seeing what he’s seeing: Azriel and Gwyn wandering clumsily around the snowy courtyard. Or rather, Az is trying to chase Gwyn down for a s’more, while she clutches her mini marshmallows to her chest and vehemently yells, “They’re mine!”
Meanwhile, Emerie is half asleep at the table.
Cassian watches as Gwyn nears the towering fir tree at the center of the courtyard and slips. Az shoots out a hand to catch her, but not before her ass hits the stone, hard. He pulls her back up, no longer fooling around, and Gwyn rubs her butt in pain.
Cassian suddenly feels Nesta squeezing the life out of his hands, and he looks over to find fury written across her face. For a heartbeat, he feels worried for Az.
“Go deal with him,” Nesta says lowly. “Before I do.”
Not needing any more words to understand, he stands out of his seat and heads out into the courtyard. He doesn’t know why Nesta thinks Gwyn needs protecting, but it makes him feel protective himself. Approaching the duo, he sees that Azriel finally acquired the leftover s’more ingredients from Gwyn.
“There’s only like half a cracker left,” Az mutters to himself, shaking the baggie.
“Is he bothering you?” Cassian asks Gwyn, who still looks grumpy over losing their skirmish.
Whipping her head to Cassian like he’s her savior, Gwyn nods furiously. “Please make him stop.”
Cassian turns to Azriel with rage in his eyes, a clear What the fuck do you think you’re doing?
But Az shakes his head in denial. “It’s not like that. Look, she’s smirking at me!” He points over Cassian’s shoulder.
When Cassian looks, Gwyn is already walking back to the fire pit, holding her bruised ass.
Az starts, “What a fake little—”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Cassian interrupts. “Yesterday you’re crying over Elain and today you’re flirting with Nesta’s friend?”
Azriel goes serious, his face turning colder than the night air. “How do you know about Elain?” he says gruffly.
“Everyone knows, Azriel.” Cassian stares down his brother, wondering if he’ll finally get him to get his head screwed on straight after these past weeks of secretive bullshit.
Azriel sets his jaw, but a muscle there ticks.
“Will you finally at least tell me what’s going on in your head?” Cassian pleads. “Because I can’t keep guessing.”
Azriel glances toward the dinner table, as if checking to see that no one is paying attention to them. Looking back, he inhales a breath. “You want to know why I left Velaris?”
Like Nesta, Azriel is not one to quickly make himself vulnerable. So there’s no blatant emotion in his voice when he says, “I started seeing her at the end of summer, not long after she broke up with her ex. And it was so…nice after every other relationship I’ve been in has gone wrong. We kept it quiet, and because of that, it was peaceful.” Azriel’s eyes meet Cassian’s twin ones, and he smirks without humor. “But you already know what that’s like, don’t you?”
He does. Cassian crosses his arms, waiting for Az to continue.
“Anyway, we had a good run. For a long time, it was mostly just sex, but I liked her. I liked her a lot.” Az kicks at the snow-dusted cobblestones. “Then Christmas came around, and Rhys found out.” His face darkens as he remembers, and Cassian stiffens, knowing what’s next isn’t good. Sometimes Rhys forgets the boundary between boss and brother.
“He didn’t say anything about it to Elain, of course,” Azriel says. “But he dragged my ass aside and gave me this huge lecture about us using each other as rebounds. Said ‘Feyre’s sister’ deserves better or some shit. I told him there was more to it than that, but he wouldn’t listen. Instead he brought Vanserra & Co. into it, like his business matters had anything to do with me and Elain.” Azriel’s eyes crinkle at the corners in a puzzled way. “So I got to thinking, ‘why would he bring the Vanserras up?’ He made it seem like such a big deal.” The toe of his boot digs a hole into the ground.
Sympathy churns alongside anger in Cassian’s chest for Azriel’s situation, anger at Rhysand for crossing that line between brothers. He’s only momentarily grateful that Rhys never tried doing something similar to him and Nesta.
“I thought she was over that other guy, Lucien,” Az continues. “But maybe she’s not, if Rhys is so concerned about what Lucien’s stepfather thinks. Anyway, that’s why I ran. Because I knew she liked me, but I also knew she didn’t love me. I didn’t want us to cause all that trouble with Rhys just to end up backed into a corner one day, having nowhere else to go because she loves someone else and I’m just a rebound. It would be awkward for everyone involved.” He scratches the back of his neck. “It’s mostly my fault, for always chasing after women I can’t have.” He finally looks up at Cassian. “When you talk to Elain, does it sound like she hates me?” The question is quiet, straightforward.
“No,” Cassian answers, voice rough. Even if Azriel wants to hide his feelings, Cassian won’t. “She doesn’t seem like she hates you. I don’t even think she’s mad at you.” Concerned, anxious, upset—that’s Elain as far as he knows.
“She should hate me,” Azriel says. “She should get pissed, burn my old clothes, and swear to never talk to me again. That’s the only way she can move on.” Maybe even move back to Lucien, is what goes unsaid.
Cassian isn’t so sure about that. Even as he feels for Az, he thinks both of his brothers should get slapped upside the head for how they’ve been acting lately. He won’t be the one to do it, but he might get Nesta to relay a message to Elain. It’ll be the same thing. “I’m sorry,” he tells Az instead. “I know I’ve been hard on you lately. When we get home, I’ll start doing better.” He claps Az on the shoulder and squeezes.
Azriel surprises him by scoffing, looking away in disbelief. “Wow, being compassionate is really a full time job for you, huh?” He claps Cassian’s shoulder back, pulling him into a sudden hug. “You’ve already done more than enough,” he says into Cassian’s ear. “Go to your girlfriend and take a rest.”
Taken aback, Cassian nods and pulls away. He’s about to turn around and leave when Az says, “By the way, I wasn’t flirting with Gwyn.”
Cassian raises a brow. “You were definitely doing something.”
Az rolls his eyes. “I’m not giving her anything she can’t handle. But in case you haven’t noticed, I have no interest in other women right now.” He makes a face. “Especially not her.”
Cassian chuckles. “I believe you. It’s Nesta you need to worry about.”
“Whatever. I’m not scared of her.”
That makes Cassian laugh even harder, but he turns around, ready to go back to said girlfriend. As he nears the fire pit, though, he finds that Gwyn is already there and cuddled up to Nesta. On Nesta’s other side, Emerie now sits in Cassian’s chair, asleep on her friend’s shoulder. He stops in his tracks.
Cassian wasn’t lying when he told Nesta that he was happy about their changed vacation plans—he believes the more the merrier, and he loves these people. Yet he can’t help but wish the two of them could be alone for just one day. Only one.
God, sometimes having friends sucks.
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a/n: this is a two parter so next chapter we’ll finally be getting more nessian alone time
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Restless Rewatch: The Untamed, Episode 26 part one
(Masterpost) (Other Canary Stuff)
Warning! Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!
I’m Coming Up So You Better Get This Party Started
The Lans arrive just in time to see Cousin Jin Zixun hassling Su She, and they wonder how he has the fucking nerve to come to a party that they are also invited to.
Su she was invited by his new best friend Jin Guangyao, who deploys a full-on charm attack, wrapping Su She permanently around his little finger.
Smoother than the Lanling weather that’s how he holds himself together
Watch out, he’ll charm you
Jin Guangyao grew up with women who earned their living by being charming, pleasant, and hiding their true thoughts from their clients, and he appears to have mastered this useful skill set. With Su She, he exudes confidence and authority, allowing the lesser man to bask in his attention.
With Zewu Jun he deploys helplessness and embarrassment, effectively controlling a man with much greater power than his own.
Lan Xichen confronts him about Su She's presence, and Jin Guangyao pretends he didn't know that Su She was ex-Lan. This seems super unlikely, given that JGY is good at collecting information that he can use to fuck with people, and also that he sheltered Lan Xichen from the Wens directly after Su She betrayed him.
Lan Xichen seems like he doesn't believe what JGY is telling him but then he decides to drop it, passive-aggressively saying that since JGY is uninformed, he's not guilty. Lan Xichen is actually assuming a lot here about his right to tell Jin Guangyao who to invite and who to shun, but JGY doesn't push back. Lying is so much simpler.
(more behind the cut!)
Su She wins for most unintentionally sarcastic-seeming toasting expression.
Jiang Cheng, Party Animal
Jiang Cheng arrives at the party, bringing his Jiang retinue and his bad temper. He super obviously casts around to try to find Wei Wuxian, who already told him he probably wasn't coming to the party.
Jiang Cheng is that guy who only comes to a party because the girl he likes said she was thinking about going, and then he spends the whole party saying "hey have you seen Mei Lin? She said she was going to be here but I don't see her."
Jin Guangyao formally congratulates Jiang Cheng on the Jiang clan's success in the hunt, and Jin Guangshan toasts him. As always, Jiang Cheng reacts to praise from authority figures like it's rain in the desert, smiling from ear to ear. He says that the Jiang Clan will donate the prey from the hunt to the other gentry clans. ...what?
Are we seriously saying that when these dudes go night hunting it's not just to remove dangerous bad stuff, it's for profit?
Like, do they eat monsters? Wear their fur? Make leather from their skin? Carve jewelry from their claws? Is Jiang Cheng wearing a purple monster's skin right now? (There will be an art prompt at the end of this post)
Meanwhile, check out the way Nie Huaisang is looking at Jiang Cheng, wow.
Forecast: Hazing
Having gotten the single pleasant part of the banquet over with, it's time for the Jins to pick on the Lans. Cousin Jin Zixun goads Lan Xichen into taking a drink with him, knowing that this is (mostly) against Lan rules. Jin Guangyao tries to stop him by saying, hilariously, that it's bad to drink and fly on a sword, but CJZX waves this away and keeps pushing, saying that if Lan Xichen won't drink, it's an insult to him.
A random cultivator who is definitely on the Jin payroll backs him up, saying that teetotaling is for losers, and Captain Blowhard boisterously agrees. Loudly agreeing with powerful people is the Yao clan's signature martial arts skill.
Jin Guangyao looks embarrassed and helpless, which is, as mentioned before, his own signature skill. But he's just playing his own part in this piece of theater; everything happening at this party (so far) is happening for the benefit of the Jin Clan. Cousin Jin Zixun is an ass, but he's not actually a loose cannon, and Jin Guangshan is clearly enjoying the Lans' discomfort.
Why? This entire party, the hunt, everything he's done since the end of the Sunshot campaign, has been designed to increase and consolidate his power. His main goal is to get the Yin Tiger seal, but reducing the status of the Lans is also a good move for him. The Lans have been the strongest opponents to the use of resentful energy, and worked the hardest to conceal and contain the Yin iron in the past. If he wants to use resentful energy as part of his own cultivation, he needs them to chill.
So this is a bit of a test; will they comply with the will of the larger group in order to avoid conflict, or will they refuse, which will allow him to label them as iconoclastic weirdos?.
Lan Xichen takes a long look at his brother, who is expressing all sorts of emotions while keeping his face very very still.
At a guess, he is thinking that this entire party is bullshit, that his brother's willingness to play along with these assholes is bullshit, that being viciously beaten for having a single drink in his life was bullshit, that Wei Wuxian not being here right now is bullshit.
Lan Xichen picks the "go along, get along" path, having his drink and using his magic skill of anti-intoxication to neutralize it, as he'd done previously when drinking with Wei Wuxian.
Cousin Jin Zixun picks on Lan Wangji next, and since he cannot magically or even non-magically tolerate alcohol, there is a real risk to his reputation if he drinks. But Lan Wangji breaks rules when he feels like it, not when people tell him to. He pointedly ignores the offered drink while Lan Xichen looks worried.
The rest of the party guests have a wide variety of reactions, none of them helpful, to these shenanigans. Jin Guanshan's son and heir watches with calm interest as the power dynamics play out.
All of this is actually not great strategy for the Jins. The Lans don't play little social games to gain power, because all that time they spend not drinking, not gossiping, and not doing other stuff? Is spent cultivating and practicing sword and musical battle forms. The Lan Bros are overwhelmingly powerful as individuals, and embarrassing them won't change that.
It's moot, ultimately, because Wei Wuxian chooses this moment to arrive.
Darkness Visible
Wei Wuxian actually made a big impressive stair-climbing entrance to Jinlintai a few minutes ago, with camera work echoing Lan Wangji's stair climb at the Wen Indoctrination Bureau from several episodes back.
But nobody was around to see that, other than us, and when he appears at the party it's in stealth mode; he steps into the frame from out of nowhere, and drinks Lan Wangji's unwanted drink.
Lan Wangji responds by looking at him like this for the next several minutes.
Wei Wuxian doesn't have time for their usual sport of Extreme Gazing, though; he came for a reason, which is to find and rescue Wen Ning. He gets right to it, asking Cousin Jin Zixun where he's keeping him.
Jiang Cheng, who is the king of worrying about the wrong fucking thing, jumps up to try to stop Wei Wuxian from talking. Like, seriously, he's ok with the Jins trying to take his clan's special extreme weapon, but he's not ok with his head disciple being rude in order to fulfill a whopper of a life debt--Jiang Cheng's life debt, in particular--or being rude in order to preserve the clan's independence.
Jin Guangshan decides this is a good moment to bring up the Yin tiger amulet. Wei Wuxian pushes back, hard, pointing out exactly what Jin Guangshan is doing. He says he's setting himself up to be a new Wen Ruohan.
Lan Wangji pays close attention to Wei Wuxian's reasoning here, and so does Nie Mingjue, unless he’s just trying to mask his confusion.
Jiang Cheng is too busy being horrified to listen, apparently. Or he just doesn’t agree, preferring to be reduced to a secondary authority, rather than defy a primary authority.
Wei Wuxian is, of course, all about independence; he was literally born to be a rogue cultivator, despite being dubbed “patriarch” himself, not long after this.
Let’s Go Crazy Let’s Get Nuts
Wei Wuxian gets tired of the scene and decides to lose his temper. He makes a show of being enraged, and he genuinely is angry, but I don't think he's out of control, this time.
He acts like he's out of control in order to scare everyone, but he makes his points very clearly, reminding everyone that he has power they don't have, that he's good at killing, that he's not patient, and that his teeth are nicer than everybody else’s.
Everybody in the room freaks out to one degree or another--except Jin Guangshan, who is apparently too pissed off to be scared.
It's hilarious that Jin Guangshan thought he was going to get Wei Wuxian to hand the Yin Tiger amulet over by creating a complex system of social pressure against him. Wei Wuxian's favorite way of responding to social pressure is to escalate it into violence, regardless of the consequences; he's been doing that at least since Gusu Summer School and probably a lot longer. Jin Guangshan should know this, given how many beatings his son has taken from Wei Wuxian over the years.
Wei Wuxian does a fantastically sexy scary, theatrical countdown, and Cousin Jin Zixun caves in and gives him the information he wants. It's worth noticing that even under threat of death, CJZX doesn't comply until he visually checks in with his clan leader. He’s genuinely a bad person, yes, but he’s a loyal soldier, which is what most of these clans value most.
As soon as he gets what he wants, Wei Wuxian is perfectly, smugly, in control of himself again. Everyone in the room is still stunned and afraid, so Jin Guangshan has achieved that much, at least; nobody likes Wei Wuxian having the Yin tiger seal now, including Jiang Cheng.
As he leaves, Wei Wuxian has one of those conversations with Lan Wangji in which everything is said in glances in the course of a couple of seconds.
WWX: I love you, I have to leave you; I've got some shit to take care of and I won't be coming back to all of this.
LWJ: I love you; I'm probably going to have to fight you; your funeral is going to be so upsetting
Wei Wuxian turns away from everyone, and you can see the weight settling on his shoulders, as he contemplates the choices he just made and the choices that are still ahead of him.
Jin Guangshan, for the first and only time, loses his temper in front of everybody, literally flipping a table because he's so mad about what just happened.
Art prompt: Jiang Cheng wearing an outfit made of a Chinese mythical creature. Bonus points if it’s a qilin. Bonus bonus points if Zhang Qiling (from DMBJ/Lost Tomb franchise) is standing next to him looking grumpy while Jiang Cheng wears an outfit made from a qilin.
Soundtrack: Get This Party Started by Pink, Charm Attack by Leona Naess, Let’s Go Crazy by Prince.
#the untamed#the untamed gifs#wangxian#restless rewatch the untamed#canary3d-original#my gifs#learn to count the yiling way#1900 words
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This Side of Normal Ch. 9
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Marinette blinks at the house in front of her in shock. She didn’t know what she had expected when Dick had mentioned a trapeze at his house. She definitely hadn’t expected the house to look like...this.
“Your house is freaking huge.” Marinette says.
“Not my house. It’s the guy who adopted us. Me and Dickie bird.” Jason says, slinging an arm over Adrien’s shoulders to reach over and ruffle her hair.
“Are you sure that it’s okay we’re here?” She asks, frowning.
“Sure! Besides, B’s probably still at work.” Dick says, grinning as the door opens.
“Master Dick, Master Jason. I see you’ve brought guests.” An older man says, quirking an eyebrow. Marinette smiles awkwardly.
“Hi. I’m Marinette, and this is Adrien.” She says, extending her hand. The man nods, shaking her hand.
“Pleasure to meet you, Miss. I am the family’s butler and caretaker, Alfred Pennyworth.” He says. Marinette smiles.
“Nice to meet you as well, Monsieur Pennyworth.” She says.
“I’m gonna go try and show Mari here some trapeze moves.” Dick explains with a wide grin.
“Very well. Should I plan for two more at dinner?” Mr. Pennyworth asks.
“Oh, no, I don’t-” Marinette starts to argue, but Dick cuts her off.
“Yes please!” He says before hurrying down the hallway. “Come on slowpokes!” He adds with a grin. Marinette looks at Jason pleadingly.
“You’re the one who said you were gonna adopt Dick as your brother. This is all on you, Pixie Pop.” He says with a smirk, continuing to walk after Dick. Marinette groans, but follows, glaring at Adrien who snorts at her pain.
“You’re a little bitch.” She mumbles under her breath, glaring at him. He rolls his eyes.
“You know you love me.” He says. Marinette speeds up her walk, careful to keep Dick in sights at all times. This place was huge. She bumps into Adrien, nudging him with her shoulder as they walk down the hall.
“Okay, okay, are you guys ready for this?” Dick asks, stopping in front of closed double doors. Marinette nods and Dick grins before pushing open the doors. Her jaw drops as she looks into the gym. It had everything you could possibly want or need. Including a bunch of gymnastics equipment, aerial silks and a trapeze. It was amazing.
“Wow.” She says, eyes wide as she looks around. This was even cooler than she’d imagined.
“Man, this would’ve been helpful a year ago.” Adrien mumbles, and Marinette snorts, knowing he’s thinking back to their rooftop training sessions with Jason. And all the times they got scraped up from the rough roofs. She glances over at Jason, noticing the thoughtful look on his face. Probably thinking the same thing, she thinks before turning back to Dick.
“So, how do we start?” She asks, bouncing back and forth between the balls of her feet. This was going to be so freaking cool!
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This is so worth a trip to Gotham! Marientte thinks to herself as she flies through the air. Dick was surprised at how quickly she caught on for her first time (she pointedly ignored the snorts from Adrien and Jason who both knew this was not her first time flying through the air). Once they get back to the platform, Dick’s phone starts to ring and he smiles apologetically.
“I’ve really gotta take this.” He says, darting down the ladder and rushing out of the gym to answer his phone. Marinette shrugs and follows him down the latter, punching Jason’s arm as she walks by him to grab a drink of water.
“Ow, what the hell was that for?” He asks, rubbing his arm and glaring at the girl.
“I saw you two idiots laughing at me.” She replies, shrugging.
“Why do you still punch so hard?” Jason asks, and she can tell he’s starting to be concerned for her. She recognizes the look on his face.
“Pent up aggression from fighting an emotional terrorist for a good chunk of my adolescence.” She deapans. He raises an eyebrow and she huffs. “Okay, I took up boxing.”
“So have you both kept up with training?” He asks, visibly concerned. Marinette shares a look with Adrien, trying to decide if she should be honest or not. But...it’s Jason. So she has to be.
“Yeah….” She draws out the word before sighing, pushing her bangs back from her face. “In our defense, it’s hard to go back to being a civilian after being a hero for several years. It’s just- especially with Guardian shit, right? Like, that’s a lifetime commitment. If I give it up, I give up my memories. I can’t do that, Jay. I’d forget you and Adrien and I can’t do that. So I don’t-” She pauses and lets herself take a breath. “I don’t have a choice.” Jason’s face drops into a scowl, but she knows it’s not directed at her. As much as she admired Master Fu, he was not the best mentor. And he left her without a choice when it came to hero work. Something she knew that Jason couldn’t forgive him for. Even if she tried to.
“Come on, we’re gonna spar.” Jason instructs, not giving her a chance to object. She sighs, but follows him over to the mats, immediately getting into position.
“I fight better than I did a year ago.” She warns, and Jason grins.
“That’s what I’m counting on Pixie Pop.” He says, immediately lunging towards her. Marinette jumps back, staying light on her feet as she gets used to sparring with Jason again. He wasn’t slow by any means, but he was much bigger than her, which meant he couldn’t jump around as lightly as she did. She’d have to use his weight against him. She leaps to the side and then brings a swift kick up, using her foot to kick his thigh, hard. He stumbles slightly, grinning widely before throwing a swing. Deciding to use his momentum, she grabs onto his arm and lets the swing of his arm lift her up so that she can wrap her arms around his neck in a chokehold as she clings to his back.
“Oh come on Jay, don’t tell me you’ve already lost!” Adrien teases from the side. Marinette feels Jason tense and can tell he’s about to throw himself down, which would definitely end the fight for her. Instead of letting him get that far, she moves her hands to grip onto his shoulders and vault herself over him, rolling out of the leap and jumping back up, grinning from ear to ear.
“You’ve learned some new tricks.” Jason praises, squaring his stance once again.
“Enough to beat you, old man.” She teases, snorting at the faux hurt on Jason’s face.
“You wound me, Pix.” He says, clutching his heart and shutting his eyes as if in pain. Marinette decides to use his momentary theatrics to her advantage and delivers a swift kick to the back of his left leg, throwing all of her weight into the kick. Jason yelps in surprise, and falls to the ground.
“Jump rope!” She calls out to Adrien, knowing she saw one earlier. And also knowing that there was no way she could keep Jason pinned without assistance. She holds her hand up, catching the rope that Adrien tosses to her, using it to quickly tie his ankles and wrists together. She steps back and admires her handy work, snorting at the shocked look on Jason’s face. Slow claps coming from the doorway make her snap to attention, turning and glancing at the intruder. Her eyes widen at the boy, who appeared to be around their age. With dark spiky hair and brilliant green eyes- No. Bad Mari, stop falling for green eyes. Ugh. She blinks, shoving the thoughts from her mind.
“Er- hi.” She says awkwardly, glancing over at Adrien who simply shrugs.
“Who is it?” Jason asks, since he’s currently not facing the door. Marinette glances down at him and smirks.
“Oh, you mean you can’t see, Jay? Why ever would that be?” She teases. He huffs.
“I don’t know, some crazy Pixie chick tied me up with a freaking jump rope like an angry kindergartner.” He gripes back. She crosses her arms.
“You do realize that ‘angry kindergartner’ is the only one who can untie you, right?” She asks, choosing to ignore the stranger in the doorway for now.
“Not true. Someone else came in, and Adrien can also untie a couple knots.�� Jason argues. Marinette glances at Adrien who shakes his head, despite the fact that Jason can’t see.
“Yeah, sorry Jay. I’m not going against Mari. She’s kinda scary.” Adrien says, making Jason whine.
“Who the fuck is at the door then?” He asks, obviously starting to lose his patience.
“Tt. As if I would help you, Todd.” The boy says and Marinette feels herself melt slightly at his voice. It was so- NO. BAD MARI. STOP. NO.
“His name’s Jason.” Adrien pipes up, and Marinette turns to him, frowning. Because, yes, his name is Jason. So then what-
“His last name is Todd.” The boy says, and Adrien’s face turns red. He rubs the back of his neck- his go to ‘I’m feeling awkward right now’ pose.
“Oops.” He says with a lopsided smile. Marinette rolls her eyes playfully at him before turning back and looking right in the boy’s eyes.
“Hi, I’m Marinette Dupain Cheng. That dork over there is Adrien.” She introduces with a short wave.
“Pleasure. I’m Damian Wayne.” The boy, Damian, introduces. Marinette smiles at him, feeling herself start to get lost in his eyes again. It wouldn’t hurt to look for just a minute, besides, he wasn’t looking away either. And his eyes were such a pretty color-
“Could someone please fucking untie me.” Jason groans. Marinette blushes furiously, dropping down and swiftly untying Jason.
“Sorry Jay.” She apologizes, wincing at the annoyed look on his face as he stands up. He simply grunts and ruffles her hair, making her protest.
“S’okay Pix. Besides, now you can take me down without using Adrien as a distraction. Big improvement.” He compliments and her annoyed face quickly morphs into a wide smile.
“Alfred sent me to let you know dinner is ready.” Damian says, an annoyed expression on his face. Marinette immediately blushes again and glances at Jason who simply raises an eyebrow. She groans and falls back in line with Adrien who had a knowing smirk on his face.
“Shut up.” She mutters, elbowing the boy. He snorts, shaking his head at her. Jason starts to walk out, trading insults with Damian as the group makes their way to the dining room.
“Whatever you say, Bug.” He says, throwing an arm over her shoulder. She narrows her eyes at him.
“Say anything, and I’ll beat you with your own arm.” She whispers. He holds up his hands in surrender and she sighs in relief. Hopefully they’d make it through this dinner without Adrien embarrassing the hell out of her. Following Jason and Damian into what had to be the dining room, she’s surprised to see a guy a couple years older than them, and a much taller man who had to be Jason’s dad.
“Hello, I don’t believe we’ve met.” He says, extending a hand. “I’m Bruce Wayne.” He says with a wide (but false, Marinette notes, watching how it doesn’t reach his eyes) smile. Marinette’s eyes widen and she glances at Jason who just rolls his eyes.
“Mari, Adrien, this is my….father.” He says the word as if it’s bitter. Marinette makes a note to ask about that later. They’d already sent one asshole father to prison, she had no problems sending another.
“Nice to meet you.” Marinette says, shaking his hand, her smile not reaching her eyes either. She wouldn’t give him a real smile, not until she’d talked to Jason about it. He had helped them so much, it only made sense to help him too. Dinner should be interesting.
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I’m Right Here
Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)
Warnings: Mentions of a car accident (minor), Injuries
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Summary: There is nothing scarier than those moments when every breath you take is shallow; when your heart is racing and your body is drenched in cold sweat. When you are rushing to the aid of a hurt loved one, knowing you can never be fast enough because your mind and fear are at least a mile ahead of you. Corpse has to experience these exact moments after a frightening call that informs him of his girlfriend’s car accident.
Requested by @sugiliteshadow . Hi! Thank you so much for you request, darling. Sorry to be posting it so late and I can’t thank you enough for your patience. I hope the fic itself makes up for the wait. Please enjoy! Stay safe! Love, Vy ❤
It’s been about an hour since I got off the phone with Y/N and my concern is through the roof. She called me from the parking lot of the office building where she works at, telling me she’s be home in less than half an hour and asking if I needed her to pick up anything along the way. I have been trying to brush away the worries, comforting myself with the fact that I did request a specific type of iced tea and knowing Y/N, she’s probably looking for it in multiple stores because she couldn’t find it in the convenience store that’s along her way back home. I should’ve told her not to sweat it considering I don’t need it right away or anything.
I have tried distracting myself with editing just to hinder myself from picking up my phone and debating weather to call her or not. I may be worried but I don’t wanna put her life in danger by calling her while she’s driving.
I keep my hands on my keyboard and mouse, my phone halfway across the room just in case. Another thirty minutes pass by with no sound of the door being unlocked or even a car pulling up. My fingers are beginning to drum over the buttons on my keyboard anxiously. I have had to go back and redo so many things with the video I’m editing because my mind simply isn’t present. It’s wandering around the city, looking for that one familiar car that’s always outside our house, parked in the driveway. That’s currently being driven by my girlfriend of two years Y/N.
My phone’s ringtone snaps me out of the downwards spiral of my thoughts, simultaneously picking up the speed of my heartbeat. I basically launch myself out of my chair and towards the bed where the ringing is coming from. I feel a wave of relief rush over me when I see Y/N’s name on the lit screen.
“Hey babe, where have you been?“ I ask as soon as I answer the call. It feels like my whole body shuts down when I finally pick up on the sound of blaring sirens in the background.
“Sir, I’m sorry to inform you Miss Y/L/N has been in an accident.” The words the female voice on the phone says cut through me like a knife, sending chills of paralyzing fear all over my body, “You were the last person she contacted before the accident which is why we’ve stepped in contact with you. However, if you are not able to come collect Miss Y/L/N, please contact a family member of hers.“
The calmness of her tone is freaking me out of my skin and mind, “Is she ok?! Where is she?!“
“She’s alright, sir. She’s not completely conscious yet, though. But she will be by the time you arrive. Her injuries are not in any way life-threatening. She has a few cuts and bruises and a concussion. A medical team has already taken care of her.“
Before I know it, I’m already out the door, the location the policewoman gave me in my head as I get behind the wheel of my car which I rarely use. Thankfully, the road the accident happened on is less than fifteen minutes away. Due to the late hour there is close to no traffic on the roads so I make it to the scene in no time.
Y/N’s car is surrounded by two cop cars and two ambulances. I barely even notice the black Honda Civic that is almost equally as beat up as Y/N’s Toyota. Speaking of the Toyota, its front bumper is completely obliterated - the headlights, blinkers and windshield in pieces and shards on the pavement.
In the first ambulance there’s a guy passed out on a gurney with an ivy rip connected to his arm. In the one next to it is Y/N, sitting hunched over with her head hanging low, her hair falling over her face.
“Y/N?“ I rush over to her, reaching out to touch her shoulder but withdrawing my arm in case she has a bruise in that spot.
She lifts her head, a look of relief and happiness flashing across her face. She lets out a sigh, a small smile appearing on her lips as her eyes fill with tears. “Corpse...” her hand reaches out for mine which is still hanging in the air. I give her my other hand and she uses me as support to slowly stand up. She lets go of my hands and wraps her arms around me in a tight hug as a quiet sob leaves her chest. “I was so scared when I woke up. I couldn’t remember anything.”
“It’s ok, you’re ok now. I’m here, I’m right here.“ I gently smooth her hair while carefully holding her in my embrace. She has a few purple bruises along her arms and cuts on her cheek and neck which are covered in white bandages with small dark red stains. The most major thing I can see is the cut on her left temple which is also covered up. I press a tender kiss to the right one. “Are you in any pain?“ I pull away to get a better look at her.
Thankfully she shakes her head, “No, I’m ok. My elbow hurts a little but that’s it.”
I nod, moving a strand of hair behind her ear, kissing her forehead. Just as I’m about to ask her what exactly happened one one of the police officers approaches us.
“A drunk driver. He ran the red light and crashed straight into her car.“ The officer says, judging by her voice it’s the same woman that called me. “You don’t remember that, do you?“
Y/N turns to her, “I just remember hearing a loud crash and then darkness. I didn’t know what had happened until you told me when I woke up.”
The policewoman gives us a sincere smile, lightly touching Y/N’s shoulder “It’s ok, sweetheart. You are alright, that’s what matters. And you have someone here by your side.”
Y/N’s eyes meet mine when she gives me the most loving glance, the one that I often catch in her eyes - the one that always melts me. “He always is.” she says, running her fingers down my arm, interlocking hers with mine when they reach my hand.
The policewoman tells us good night and walks over to the other ambulance. We stick around to see the cars get taken away and Y/N gives her info so they can contact her when the car is repaired. I know how much she loves that car - it’s the first and only car she has ever owned. She has had it for about seven years and calls it her child basically. I never thought I’d be jealous of a car in my life - just kidding. But my point has been made - she’s never been apart from it or driven another car.
Wrapping my arm around her while she watches her car being taken away, I turn her around, leading her towards my car. “Let’s get you home. You’ll be 100% under my care and no complaints will be accepted.”
She rolls her eyes playfully, snuggling up into my side, “Don’t make a big deal about this please. And, for the love of God, don’t baby me too much, ok?”
I grin down at her, “What was that, I didn’t quite catch it?“
“Corpseeee...“ She pouts, a frown on her face, making her look so childish it’s absolutely adorable.
“Save the whining, it ain’t gonna work.“ I open the door to the passenger seat, stepping aside so she can get in the my car.
Surprisingly enough, she actually doesn’t complain the rest of the way home nor when we arrive. Nor when I instruct her to stay in bed and not move unless it’s absolutely necessary. I basically bring all the snacks from the kitchen into our room while she compiles a list of movies we will be watching because no sleep will be had tonight.
“I love you.“ Y/N says through a sigh halfway through the second movie.
“I love you too. But don’t fall asleep.“ I tickle her side, causing her to giggle and squirm in an attempt to get away from me.
“Ok, ok, but you’re gonna have to help me. If I blink, I’ll be a goner.“ She yawns, shuffling back towards me. When she flashes me that hinting wide smile, I know exactly what she’s insinuating.
I sigh, giving in with ease. “When you were here before...“
“Couldn’t look you in the eye...“ she backs me up just as I knew she would
“You’re just like an angel...“
“Your skin makes me cry...“
Needless to say, we end up duetting random songs - rap songs, heavy metal, pop songs, some of my songs, some Christmas songs, Disney songs - making it one of the best movie marathons we’ve ever had, the unfortunate events of the day far behind us and completely gone from our minds.
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-JEALOUSY-
01 Damn! You are telling me this is what I could have had?!
02 Could he/she/they make you feel this good?
03 Betrayed! Betrayed by you…
04 Stop flirting with my boyfriend/girlfriend/partner right now!
05 I cannot accept that
06 You did what?!
07 What is this?
08 Of course it is your fault!
09 I am so done
10 Infront of me! How is it possible this happens infront of my eyes?!
11 How is it that I am always getting stuck with you?
12 They trusted you! I trusted you!
13 I am no hero! I have never been a hero. No one wants me to be the hero
14 I am still in love with you/them/him/her!
15 God, I can’t fucking stand you
16 For the first time in my life I am doing what is good for me and not your jealous ass
17 Then go with them/him/her!
18 Of course you are happier with them/her/him
19 I don’t want you to be with them/her/him
20 Were you going to tell me about that?
21 It was just a dance
22 I saw you
23 That never should have happened
24 It was just a kiss
25 Do you have an issue with it?
26 Imagine THAT WAS A BORDER NOBODY SHOULD CROSS!
27 That- you’re mine!
28 You fucking promised me that you would stop that!
29 With them/him/her?!
30 You are sick!
31 I can't loose you to them/him/her!
32 Is that really appropriate?
33 Oh, you are actually seeing them/her/him?
34 You make me choose?!
35 You have everything I want, you little bitch!
36 Not again!
37 I am sick of your jealousy!
38 A party kiss? Only a party kiss?!
39 Are you fucking serious?!
40 You want to meet them/him/her?
41 I can’t believe you’ve done this
42 THIS IS CALLED CHEATING
43 Hell yeah I am jealous!
44 You are being ridiculous
45 I wanted to make you jealous
46 I did that on purpose
47 Jealousy looks ugly on you
48 Am I dreaming?
49 I am NOT jealous
50 Don’t worry, I’m all yours
51 I hate it when they look at you
52 What would I be jealous about?
53 Oh sure! Go and see them/him/her!
54 Woohoohoohoo, you’re jealous!
55 You’ve got something that I want
56 Please don’t make me choose
57 Should I be?
58 What has happened to forever?
59 Look… I don’t like you spending time with them/her/him
60 Why aren’t you answering your phone?
61 You are ridiculous
62 It’s nothing
63 Shoving your tongue down someone else’s throat is NOT being friendly
64 That’s JUST what happened
65 You had to steal it
66 You disgust me
67 Go and make out with them/her/him! I am out of here
68 That is just in your head!
69 Don’t give them/her/him that look
70 You make me sick!
71 You will never see them/her/him again
72 I want you to delete that number from his phone
73 Never talk to them/him/her again! Ever.
74 They/her/him are not going to have what belongs to me
75 I am pretty sure I saw a spark there
76 Why can’t I be the first one that you think of? Why is it always her/him/them?
77 I don't believe you
78 You lied to me and now you are talking about truth and honesty
79 It was kinda cute actually
80 You’ve always been my top priority, but whenever she’s in trouble, you leave me hanging.
81 I know you told me not to worry, but I’m so afraid that someone better will want you, and you’ll leave me.
82 You have someone that belongs to me
83 I can't take it anymore
84 Forget it! You are just a fucking bastard
85 Do/es they/she/he make your heart beat like this?!
86 I can’t believe you missed our date for this!
87 If you trusted me, you wouldn’t be so jealous.
88 I am just using you to make them/him/her jealous
89 Sometimes I wish you weren’t this beautiful. Everyone looks at you wherever you go.
90 Your jealousy is the reason for our break up
91 They/she/he just undressed you with their/her/his eyes!!!
92 Will you really let me go like this. Can they/he/she love you like I love you?
93 I never wanted to be just a friend. I wanted to be what they/he/she is to you.
94 I wanted you to be one that I wake up next to BUT YOU JUST HOOK UP WITH THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE
95 Who are you?
96 They/him/her can’t have you! You are mine
97 You were never mine to begin with, but it hurts me to see you with someone else.
98 You are still in a relationship with me even though you want to be with everyone but me!
99 Am I really not enough?
100 I did not see that coming
101 Oh NOW you thought about it?!
102 You were never interested in a closed relationship, and I feel like I’m just holding you back, but I can’t bear to think of you with someone else.
103 I KNOW you are cheating on me!
104 What can I change to make you want me again?
105 I don’t need YOU AND YOUR CHEATING ASS! I CAN HAVE WHOEVER I LIKE!
106 How could you choose them/her/him over ME?!
107 Don’t ever look at her/him/them like that again! She/he/they is/are mine!
108 If I had known you were this popular I never would have gone out with you.
109 Don’t look at them/him/her! You are MINE
110 I know it’s not your fault that he/she/they kissed you, but it still you guys freaking kissed
111 How about this: I’ll go kiss someone else too. After all, it’s just a kiss! Nothing to be jealous about, right?
112 Why did you have to love them/him/her? I would never have hurt you the way they did but they/him/her has got everything I love
113 I’ve always been second best, but now I finally want to beat you at something.
114 Because it was always them/him/her! I was always the second choice. I don’t want to be second choice because of them/him/her
115 When I think of my future, you’re always there, but for you, it’s always been they/her/him.
116 I can’t believe you would let me go for a scumbag like them/her/him!
117 Why can’t you kiss me like you kissed them/her/him?
118 You said you would love me, so do it properly, stop pining for them/her/him.
119 Soooo… who’s that bitch?
120 Me? Jealous?! Never.
121 You have to go with… *cough* them/her/him
123 Just shut up! I can’t believe you tried to make me jealous by cheating on me!
124 SO GO FOR THEM/HIM/HER IF THEY ARE SO HOT!
125 Everything that happened to me is your fault! You are always pushing me into your shadow
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