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justmeinadaze · 21 hours

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Hi! I have this really REALLY angsty request that if you don’t want to do it okay, but since you’ve posted things with a similar theme I thought maybe you could write it.

So it’s similar to the pop star!reader x bodyguard!steddie, but this is just regular them Ig? So reader overdoses with some of Eddie’s stuff, and when the boys arrive, Eddie kinda gets flashbacks from when his mom overdosed. I’m just really a craver for angst, hurt, comfort fics

Thank you so much! I love your stuff!!🤍🤍

Steddie Asks/ Ko-Fi <3

Warning: Dark themes of drugs and overdosing, all three discuss an incident where the reader overdoses

The table is silent as you and your boyfriends pick at the food they had purchased after bringing you home from the hospital. Having grown accustomed to the balanced meal they provided, you were struggling to fully get through the heavy pasta in front of you.

You hated this; the weighted energy that hung in the air.

You would give anything to go back to how things used to be when you, Steve, and Eddie could just laugh and have fun but a line had been forever crossed. Trust broken in that one moment when you snuck into the metalhead’s things and found drugs that weren’t meant for you especially after you promised things were going to be different.

“I know! I’m sorry! I don’t mean to go overboard. Everything is just so overwhelming and it helps me…breathe. I promise, I’ll slow down. I’ll get clean, I swear.”

You meant it at the time and every time after when you talked yourself out of buying a new supply. But when you were fired from your job for seemingly no reason, you needed to numb your brain.

“Just one more.”, you had told yourself.

One more turned into another hit and then another…and another…until a couple of days later you woke up in an emergency room with your boyfriends clinging to your hands.

“Do you want me to make you something?”

“Huh?”

“You’ve barely touched your food. If you don’t want it I can make you something else.”, Steve explains as his eyes scan you over.

“Oh, um, no. I’m ok. I’m just not very hungry, I guess.” He nodded without saying another and you felt like you were going to explode. “How long are we going to do this?”

“Do what, honey?”

“Avoid the topic of what happened.”

“We don’t need to talk about that now.”, Eddie mumbled without even looking your way.

“I’d like to. I’d prefer it over this.” Neither man said anything as they continued to stare in front of them at their food. “Come on, guys. Yell, scream, throw things; I don’t fucking care just…talk to me.”

“Not right now.”, the metalhead repeated in a firmer tone.

“When then, Ed?”

“Whenever Eddie chooses it seems.”, the other boy sassed throwing you off guard slightly. You half expected any hostility to be directed towards you but the way Steve said that…he was angry at his friend as well.

“Well go on. Out with it, Harrington. You’ve been fucking passive aggressive since we got to the hospital. Just fucking get it out, man.”

“Oh, it’s ok now? Now you’ll fucking listen to me. You didn’t listen to me when I asked you not to keep any drugs in this fucking apartment!”

“I didn’t expect her to dig through my things!”

“She’s an addict, you fucking idiot!”

“HEY!”, you shouted as Eddie rose from his chair, knocking it down behind him. “I said talk, not be mean. This isn’t his fault.”

“No, you’re right. It’s both your faults. I asked him not to bring drugs here because you were trying to get better, Y/N, but you were still struggling. I saw it every day you came home! You were always one step away from fucking breaking but you never said anything! Why!? Why didn’t you talk to us or hell even a doctor?! I don’t fucking care!”

“I didn’t know how…”

“Oh, fucking bullshit!”

“Because I didn’t want to burden you two! That’s all I fucking am! You both have enough going on than to deal with me.”

“So, this was better? Us finding you on the fucking bedroom floor?!” At Steve’s words, Eddie crossed his arms as he hugged himself tightly; the memory of that day hitting them both. “Did you think when we found you barely breathing, we thought ‘Oh thank God. One less problem.’? Or when we watched EMS poke and prod your pale, sweaty skin that we were thankful you did this instead of coming to us? That we would be proud that you feel better numbing yourself with that shit than being open with the men you supposedly love?!”

In anger, he flipped the dining room table making you jump and stand as everything crashed to the ground. The former jock had been holding this in for weeks and now that the flood gates had been opened, he couldn’t stop them.

“I thought you were gonna die. You didn’t see what we saw, Y/N. All the color was gone from your face and you were so sticky with sweat…I’ll never forget that smell… You didn’t move or answer us. When EMS arrived, they were shouting a lot but the thing that stood out was ‘She’s not breathing.’”

Eddie’s own breathing stuttered and when you glanced his way you realized he was trying to control the tears that had begun to fall.

“They asked what you took but when we told them we didn’t know but we know your history and they suggested what it could have been, I knew from his face it was something Munson brought in. I almost fucking killed him, Y/N.”

“Steve—”

“No. I’m not exaggerating or anything like that. It took all of my energy to not beat the shit out of him right then and there.”

“You think I don’t do that already?”, the metalhead growled. “You think I don’t fucking beat myself for what happened?! I stopped dealing the moment we found out about her vices. I gave Rick back everything I had because I knew that temptation would be hard for her. He needed someone to hold onto his stuff for a couple of days because Rick expected his PO to make a surprise visit. Steve, I swear to God, I didn’t think she would… I trusted her…”

After drying his eyes, Eddie squared his shoulders towards you both.

“Maybe that was naive but she was getting better. That’s our problem, Harrington. I trust her too much and you don’t trust her at all!”

“I don’t and this is exactly the reason why!”

“I understand.” Your tiny voice cuts through their fury giving them pause. “When I get low like I did and the craving hits… it’s like being in a black hole I can’t crawl out of. I didn’t think about how my choice would affect either of you but especially Eddie. All I could think about was how I just needed the pain to stop. I am so fucking sorry. I-I-I understand if you want to take a break or some time away from me while I deal with this. I just—”

Steve cuts you off by stepping over the contents on the floor and yanking you to his chest.

“You’re doing it again, honey. You don’t have to face this alone. We’re here to help you every step of the way.”

“Just because we’re upset with you doesn’t mean we stopped loving you.”, Eddie added before wrapping his arm around you both. “I’m sorry, Steve. I really am.”

“I forgive you. It’s going to take some time but we can get this and become better together.”

“I love you both so much and I’m so sorry for scaring you. Even if it takes my whole life I’ll make it up to you.”, you pledge as your voice is slightly muffled by the chest in front of you.

“Baby, all we want is for you to be happy. That’s all we’ve ever wanted.” Nodding, you push your face into the metalhead’s warm embrace as Steve released the two of you to pick up the table and the mess he had made. “Y/N, you remind me a lot of my mother. You are beautiful, funny, and sweet almost to a fault but when we found you… you were unresponsive like her… My dad abandoned her long before she passed but I promise, sweetheart, we’ll be right here with you every step of the way. You’re not alone.”

After kissing your forehead, Eddie knelt down to help his friend and both boys exchange a small smile before you follow his decent to help to.

“Oh, Y/N, we got this—”

“Together, Steve. Any kind of chaos or situation life throws our way we handle it together.”

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tiktaalic · 2 days

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Do you think Tashi loves Art? Like of course she loves him but do you think she’s in love with him or ever was ?

yes ! when they meet again 3 yrs later or whatever i do think she's legitimately charmed by him. she thinks hes cute she likes that he takes her seriously after The Injury. the people at the being of challengers are sooooo so different from the end products but i do think there were points along that timeline where she loved him. but i also think it's really telling that they're engaged in the run up to the us open that talking heads r saying is his best shot ever. AND that she sleeps with patrick at this point. i think art came into it like yeah sure tennis can be a large part of our relationship and then realized after committing to it. how seriously she meant it. and i think it's a just a time thing. anybody's annoying habits or differences can be weird but cute or weird but harmless for a couple of years. i think he probably DID find it romantic that she like. trusted him to work as an extension of her. for quite some time. but when he's not living up to it and she's not happy with him it transforms from. i'm pushing myself to be the best because tashi needs me to for Her it's so awesome to be needed and connecting with her in ways no one else does. to. in over his head on obligations to tashi (to be as good as her at tennis) and when he can't meet them he gets in his head about it and it's not fun. it's something he's doing not because he wants to do it for tashi but because he's got too much forward momentum to stop doing it for tashi. but this isn't how their relationship starts out! it's what it evolves into. and even after it evolves, they still like each other alright. mostly i'm thinking about the first scene in the hotel room where tashi's watching his flop match and he lightly goes. (opponent) was really good. you're evil. etc. it's just that these moments fall by the wayside because the Focus is on the tennis. other aspects of their marriage work. the tennis doesnt. so i think. early on. it's 1) new. 2) working. 3) genuinely a meaningful thing for him to do for her that no one else has offered her. she loves him! i think there are circumstances where she WOULD say yes to a loveless marriage or a marriage of convenience or a marriage to save a relationship. but i don't think that's what is happening when she was 25 or whatever i think she just liked the guy simultaneous to doing the relationship math. like i dont think it was. yeah i'll marry this guy because i don't see a way out of it that doesn't explode the only thing in my life that makes me happy. i think it was. yeah i'll marry this guy and he'll care more about anniversaries than i do cause he's goofy like that. plus it's probably a good idea to shore up the last name thing for branding.

#ask #anonymous #challengers 2024

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misty--nights · 4 hours

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I'm working on another Dead Boy Detectives fic rather than work on my actual college stuff and it's got me thinking bout Niko and luck. Spoilers for the whole show, of course.

I find it fascinating how Niko keeps stumbling upon all these situations that seem like they have nothing to do with anything, only for her to find the key to whatever problem they encounter next in said random situation. It's a pretty consistent, too, that she seems to walk a line between bad and good luck. Like something bad will happen to her, only for that to be immediately offset by something really good that she found by chance. It's honestly kind of wild at times.

So, when we first meet Niko, she's being possessed by parasites that want to explode her, which doesn't seem very lucky. Except, that somehow the girl who moves across the girl just so happens to be with a couple of ghosts who can save her. Just in the nick of time, too. And at first that doesn't seem like that big of a deal. It's what the boys do, right? It makes sense they saved her just in time because that's what they do, and that's the kind of show this is. But this bad luck / good luck thing keeps happening to her until the end of the show.

In episode 4, she goes with the gang to the lighthouse and goes off on her own to talk to the gift shop lady. She doesn't find what it is that is drowning the people, but she does find information about the Washer Woman and about Lilith, which at the time seems to her and the others like just random information. She then goes to find the red sea glass and gifts it to Edwin on a whim, without knowing what it can do for them. She just finds it, like it's nothing, when later we see Tragic Mick spend so much time by the shore looking for one, and we see how hard it is. And I know they say in the show that only those who really need her can find the Washer Woman, but out of all four of them, Niko doesn't seem to be the one who needs the Washer Woman the most, as we see when Crystal is the one who receives a personalized riddle thing. Which, again, is something that will be super important later and Crystal gains that knowledge thanks to Niko just stumbling upon the key to finding the Washer Woman on accident.

Then, in episode 5, she just happens to stumble upon Jenny's secret admirer and manage to set up a date with them. Now, I know. I know Maxine is actually a stalker that ends up trying to kill Jenny, bad luck. Except nothing really happens to her there? @carpediemma has a post where she says that the floor was most likely dirty because she promised Jenny to clean the floors for a month if the date went wrong and Jenny was sort of banking on it being bad. With Niko's track record with luck, I think that is very possible. Again, bad luck / good luck situation. The date she sets up is ruined because Maxine tries to kill Jenny, but because she made the bet and Jenny fully believed the date wouldn't work, Maxine slips and fall.

Episode 6 might be a bit of a stretch. Technically, it's Crystal's decision to go to Tragic Mick's in search for some way to get rid of David, but it's thanks to Niko that she actually gets the heart gem thingy. So, bad luck there, because the gem takes away all of Crystal's powers. However, and this links back to episode 4 again, it's thanks to her finding the sea glass that eventually Crystal has the way to start discovering her real abilities.

In episode 7 she stays with the Night Nurse while Charles goes to hell and Crystal goes to find David. She starts reading the Night Nurse's book as a way to find something about her dad. Nothing she finds there would be useful for contacting, seeing or bringin him back. However, she does manage to stumble upon the exact passage she needed to buy Edwin and Charles some time after they get back from hell. And yes, maybe you could say that she read the whole book during the time Charles was gone, but I doubt it. We don't know how long exactly it takes Charles to find Edwin and return, but we do know it can't be that long, because the Night Nurse keeps insisting she can't keep the doorway open for long. I think at most he would have been gone 40 minutes, and that's me being generous. It's enough time for Crystal to confront David and come back. In any case, I don't think it's enough for her to carefully read the whole book front to back, no matter how good her reading comprehension is, specially if she was looking for something specific, like something about where her dad ended up in. I think it's more likely that she just found the page with the loophole she would need by chance, read it, filed it in her memory for a "just in case" and continued looking for what she wanted.

Finally, in episode 8, we have the whole Lilith thing that was set up in episode 4. She finds about her and files it as an irrelevant detail, until she hears Tragic Mick talk about Esther's deal and tells Crystal how she can contact Lilith, which ends up saving Crystal and the boys at the final confrontation. Besides that, though, there's the whole bear figure that Tragic Mick gives her and the explosion at Jenny's shop. In the explosion, Esther takes Charles and Edwin (bad), but neither her nor Jenny, the two living people in the shop at the time, are really injured in the commotion (good.)

And then the bear thing. In episode 7, she hears his story and tells him how they found the Washer Woman, and he can't find a piece of red sea glass of his own. Even though he is really desperate for a way to find her. (which, again, it's odd Niko is the one to find the Washer Woman when she wasn't that in need for the Washer Woman's assistance. The whole group was, but it was Niko who found her, but anyways). He gifts her the bear figure as a way to thank her for trying to help and they move on from that. And she accepts it and goes to Esther's place with Crystal, convinced of the protection of the bear, and then dies to save Crystal. Except she doesn't really? She's fine at the end, in some sort of frozen land, with Litty and Kingham, and by the way she holds the bear figure, it's implied that's what sort of saved her, even if she is no longer tied to the mortal plane.

I don't know, there was no real point behind this, just something I've been thinking about for a while. I think if someone has a shot at helping Tragic Mick return to sea, it's her, because she just has the luck to find solutions she wasn't even looking for. And I'm convinced if she ever makes it back to Port Townsend, that's just what she would do. On accident, but still. That's just the kind of character she is to me.

#dead boy detectives #niko sasaki #crystal palace #edwin payne #charles rowland #the night nurse #jenny green #meta #my writing

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scmg11 · 1 day

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KATE BISHOP x READER

Maybe your heart isn’t made of plastic

Summary: Y/N always considered high school an hellhole where you need to fight everyday to survive, especially when Kate Bishop ruled over everything and everyone adored her. Everyone except her. She hated her. So she just tried to lay low and mind her own business, but when a new student arrive at their school, madness follows.

After a revenge plan, everything falling apart and just overall chaos, Y/N hooked up with none other than Kate Bishop. And it just kept happening. The two started hooking up wherever they had the chance and old feelings start to resurface. But would things work out or they would fall apart eventually?

[I got inspired after watching the new Mean Girls movie and after writing a too long oneshot about an original story with Kate, so I decided to create a book.]

A/N: HELLO PEOPLE! Look who's back in so early?!

Did you like the first chapter?

Alright, buckle up and get ready for this new chapter, a lot of interesting things will happen.

As always let me know what you guys think!

Sending you so much love ❤️

Chapter 2

A week passed by and Y/N was still trying to wrap her head around what happened with Kate at the Spring Fling. The black haired girl sort of apologized, touched her purposefully, complimented her and danced, a few times provocatively, with her. She spent the first few days thinking she probably got so drunk she dreamed it all after passing out in the school’s gym, especially because her and Kate went back to not talking and ignoring each other in school. But when Bucky showed her the pictures he took of her sitting on Kate’s lap and asked what was all that about, she realized that it indeed happened and that she wasn’t enough drunk that night, because now all she could think about was how warm Kate was and how good it felt being in her arms again. "Earth to Y/N."

Y/N blinked a few times to focus her attention back on her friends, staring at her, sat at their table during lunch and blushed furiously when she caught herself being lost in her mind, thinking about Kate again, "hm?"

"Wanda is throwing a party tonight. And we are invited!" Bucky clapped his hands enthusiastically and bumped his shoulder with Wanda, who giggled happily at his enthusiasm, but Y/N just stared at them lost after stabbing some of her salad.

"What?"

"Wow, keep it in your pants Y/N/N. You’re showing too much enthusiasm." Bucky joked and threw a napkin at his best friend, making Y/N roll her eyes and flip him off.

"My parents are going out town and they surprisingly allowed me to throw a party. As long as my house doesn’t explode." Wanda explained further to Y/N and furrowed her eyebrows pensively at her last words, making Y/N and Bucky cackle at her words.

"Wow, that’s great!"

"I know! We are gonna get ready at Wanda’s house and then-." Y/N stopped listening to Bucky rambling about clothes as she always do and for a moment let her gaze linger on Kate talking to her friends at their table, but moved her eyes away quickly to not be caught staring and opted on letting her mind wander again, remembering the extremely good sensation of having Kate’s arms around her as she hugged her. Fuck Y/N, your thoughts are starting to become too gay, even for you. Y/N chuckled at her own brain calling her out and stabbed another forkful of salad, chewing on it happily and kept pretending she was still listening closely to Bucky, but this time she forced her mind to not think about Kate Bishop again.

"Holy shit, what are they doing here?" Bucky run up to Y/N so fast that he bumped hard into her shoulder, making her groan out in pain and almost spill her drink on herself.

"Watch where you’re going, you jerk." Bucky rolled his eyes as he watched Y/N smooth out her shirt before grabbing her chin to turn her head up and make her look at the plastics entering Wanda’s house. "Oh no, what are they doing here?"

Bucky rolled his eyes at Y/N as he moved his hand away from Y/N’s face and crossed his arms, "that’s what I said, bitch." The two best friends flipped each other off with fond, exasperated rolls of their eyes while Wanda stared in panic at the trio walking into her living room.

"What do I do? Should I say hi?" Wanda asked anxiously, not ready to face the plastics again, despite they all apologized and made up at the Spring Fling. Bucky made the decision for her by pushing her towards them and making her almost knock into Natasha as the three girls advanced towards them.

"You’re mean, you know that?" Y/N asked with a low chuckle to Bucky, who merely shrugged and walked away to mingle like nothing happened, making Y/N shook her head with a small smile and walk to the opposite side to grab another drink in Wanda’s kitchen.

"Hey Wan!" Y/N yelled over the loud music into Wanda’s ear to make her hear her.

"Y/N/N, what’s up?!" Y/N watched with a fond grin Wanda smile brightly at her and she knew she was slightly tipsy, but she let her be.

"Do you have somewhere I can go to- get away from this chaos for a bit?" Y/N asked shyly at the girl while wringing her hands softly, but the girl just kept smiling at her as she looked at her in understanding.

"Of course Y/N/N. Here, this is my room key. Second door on the right upstairs." Wanda offered the key to Y/N and Y/N hugged her friend briefly.

"Thank you Wan. I’ll see you in a bit." Y/N smiled gratefully at the redhead once more before starting her way towards her room, dodging people dancing. She needed to get away from all of this for a while. Sometimes parties like this overwhelmed Y/N, especially because she always let her friends mingle while she stayed in the corner observing everyone. She would also socialize a bit and dance with her friends, but she wasn’t always in the mood and now seemed like it.

"Hey! Watch your fucking step, you stupid bitch." Y/N heard a familiar tone reaching her ears when she bumped into someone after waving past a couple making out heavily near the stairs.

"Here it is. Still a bitch, like always." Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes when she turned around and met a pair of ocean blue eyes, "of course- it was too good to know Kate fucking Bishop changed. Always the same old shit." Y/N didn’t even bother to apologize to Kate as she scoffed at her once more when she sent her a withering glare and then walked away from her, moving up the stairs to go to Wanda’s bedroom, dodging a few more horny teenagers making out with a disgusted face on her way there. As soon as she arrived in front of Wanda’s door, she used the key Wanda gave her to unlock it and walked inside, sighing contentedly. She only realized someone followed her when she felt a hand lay on her shoulder blades and push her harshly into the room before she could turn around and close the door and slammed the door closed a second later instead. "What the fuck?"

"I wasn’t done talking." Kate exclaimed in a bitchy tone and crossed her arms, blocking the way for Y/N when she tried to walk out of the room and away from her.

"Well, I was. So, fuck off." Y/N sneered through gritted teeth and stared angrily at Kate, who just scoffed at her.

"You’re insufferable, you know that?" Kate took a step forward, but Y/N wasn’t scared of her unlike everyone else in their school, so she stayed put in her spot, with her arms crossed and a defiant smile on her lips, knowing it irritated the black haired girl to no end.

"I’m the insufferable one? God Kate, I can’t even with you."

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you are fucking crazy. A few weeks ago you were so high you apologized to me for treating me like shit and were all over me and now you treat me like shit, again. Make up your damn mind."

"You deserved it. You stomped on my shoes." Kate countered back childishly, arching an eyebrow up and staring back at Y/N resolutely, moving a step forward to stand a few feet from her.

"IT WAS A FUCKING ACCIDENT!"

"Sure it was." Kate scoffed with a roll of her eyes and Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in confusion at her words, "you are trying to catch my attention since the Spring Fling." Kate lifted her right eyebrow up defiantly and stared intently into Y/N’s eyes, who sighed out in annoyance, already exasperated with this conversation.

"Jesus, Kate. Not everybody wants your attention." Y/N stated with an irritated tone, taking a small step forward and staring up at Kate angrily, who just put that annoying, smug smile on her lips.

"That’s not true. You want my attention just like everybody else. I noticed you staring at me during lunch these past weeks." Kate arched her right eyebrow up defiantly and smiled triumphantly when she watched Y/N’s face fall for just a moment before she resumed her hard stare, already gloating for winning their argument, like she always does.

"That’s not true." Y/N countered back unconvincingly, slapping her forehead inwardly at her wavering tone.

"Oh it is. I can feel your eyes on me, all the time. It’s like you’re still obsessed with me." Kate pushed her hair back with a quick tilt of her head and smirked proudly at Y/N, who was now fuming with rage at her accusations.

"How dare you?! I was never obsessed with you. And I never will. You plastics think we are all in love with you, something that is so far away from the truth!"

Kate listened to Y/N ramble with a lost expression on her face as her eyes lost focus and fell on Y/N’s lips moving and instinctively licked her own longingly. After a few moments, without properly thinking, her mouth opened on its own and she spoke before she could stop herself, interrupting Y/N altogether. "Fuck, you look so hot when you’re mad."

"And you- wait what?" Y/N trailed off and stared at Kate for a few seconds with a confused frown on her face as her mind caught up on what Kate just said. Her confusion expression immediately switched into a shocked one when the black haired girl didn’t add another word and leaned forward to crash their lips together hungrily. "Oh- hm-." Y/N mumbled on Kate’s lips in surprise as they devoured her own greedily, her mind and body reeling on what the hell was taking place for just a second, before she finally realized. Kate Bishop was kissing her. That thought alone instantly kickstarted her brain into functioning again and she kissed Kate back just as hungrily, pushing the butterflies running around her stomach aside and focusing on Kate’s mouth instead. Kate was relentless and eager as her lips moved over Y/N’s ones fervently while her hands fisted in Y/N’s hair and pulled on her scalp hard to make her moan into the kiss so she could slip her tongue in without her permission and lick every angle of Y/N’s mouth she could reach. She swallowed another moan when she started sucking on Y/N’s tongue hungrily and hummed delighted into the kiss. But Y/N, the stubborn girl that she was, didn’t let the black haired girl take charge of the kiss so easily, so she bit down on Kate’s bottom lip harshly when Kate turned her head to the other side to change their kiss angle and started sucking on her tongue greedily instead, her hands gripping Kate’s waist harder to push her more into her body. She felt powerful when Kate melted into the kiss and moaned pitifully at her tongue when it slid over hers and forced its way into her mouth to lick it thoroughly. Her hands gripped Kate’s hips tighter when she changed the angle of the kiss and Kate whimpered again into her mouth. A thud on the door made the two girls jump apart abruptly and both cursed at whoever bumped into the door while staring hungrily at one another and panting heavily to regain some needed breath in their burning lungs. Their eyes glinted with desire and lust they both were sure they had never felt for someone before and their hands grasped at one another firmly in fear the world would collapse if they let go of the other. And they just stayed there. For what felt like was hours, but were just an handful of seconds. After blinking at one another when they fell back down on earth, the two girls leaned forward again to kiss just as hungrily and this time it was Y/N’s tongue that slid past Kate’s slightly parted lips without permission and licked every nook and cranny of her mouth, while her hands deliberately slid down from her hips and gripped her ass hard, squeezing the firm flesh into her hands and triggering a guttural moan from Kate as she bucked her ass into Y/N’s hands.

"Hm- fuck- lock the door." Kate murmured sultrily between kisses and bit down on Y/N’s bottom lip before whining loudly onto her mouth when Y/N squeezed her ass once more and grunted needily as she surged forward for another intense kiss.

"W-why?" Y/N let out in a whimper when Kate pulled on her scalp hard to make her head lean back and attack her neck with open-mouthed kisses.

Kate took her time on Y/N’s neck as she licked, kissed and bit on her skin lustfully then let another groan escape her throat when Y/N gripped her ass hard to grab her attention and pulled away from her luscious skin to look into Y/N’s eyes hard. "Because I want you so fucking bad and I don’t want anyone to interrupt us."

"Oh shit-fuck- okay." Y/N leaned forward again and bit down on Kate’s bottom lip sharply to draw out another moan from Kate and take the opportunity of her parted lips to sneak her tongue back in her mouth while using her hands on her ass to push her up and make her wrap her legs around her waist, so she could walk towards the door without stopping their kisses.

"Hm, I like this feisty side of you." Kate moaned between kisses and started grinding her clothed, aching core onto Y/N’s covered abdomen teasingly and smiled wickedly when she felt the girl stumble a bit in her steps at her gesture. Y/N grunted and tried to regain focus quickly as she walked towards the door and slammed Kate onto it hard, making the girl let out an obscene whine at the show of strength and buck her hips again on her abs. "Hurry up already."

"Shut up." Y/N gritted through her teeth harshly, leaning her body onto Kate and make her lean securely on the door to prevent her to drop on the floor and moving one of her hands still glued onto Kate’s ass into her left pocket to grab the key she stashed in it, fumbling a bit to slid it into the lock when Kate started leaving open-mouthed kisses on her neck and nibbling on her pulse point from time to time. Y/N grunted out lowly and closed her eyes to ground herself at the pleasure pumping fast in her veins and took a deep breath to gain enough self-control to finally slid the key in the lock and lock the door.

"Fucking finally!" Kate murmured bitchily when she heard the sound of the door locking and grasped Y/N’s jaw to clash her lips onto Y/N’s ones again and initiate another deep kiss full of tongue.

"You’re starting to irritate me, Bishop." Y/N grumbled when they necessarily had to part to take some needed breath, but her mouth, having a mind of its own now, started a journey down Kate’s perfect jaw, nibbling her skin there slightly before sliding on her luscious neck and leaving hard kisses there as she palmed her ass eagerly, reveling in the loud moans spilling out of Kate’s mouth. She smirked proudly when she triggered another lewd moan from Kate when she rubbed her abs hard between Kate’s opened legs and bit down on her clavicle before licking the skin there to soothe out the slight sting.

"Not as much as you annoy me, Y/L/N."

"I won’t be a bitch if I were you." Y/N challenged Kate after pulling away from her neck and leaned slightly back from Kate to stare at her with a defiant look in her now dark Y/E/C eyes and a blunt smirk on her kiss-swollen lips, knowing it irritated Kate to no end and she confirmed it when Kate gripped her scalp and scoffed indignantly at her.

"I can do whatever I fucking want."

"Hm, I don’t think that can work. You see- if you keep being a bitch to me, I won’t keep doing this anymore."

"Do what-OH FUCK!" Kate let out the loudest moan so far when Y/N, without notice, sneaked her hand between their bodies, slipped it under Kate’s jeans and cupped Kate’s clothed center, finding her underwear already drenched.

"What was that, hm?" Y/N looked at Kate with a proud, bitchy smirk on her lips while her fingers moved up and down her entrance in a teasing manner, sliding them from the base of her lips to her clit, applying a light-feather touch on it, before sliding them down and repeating the movements. Y/N reveled in Kate’s face contorting in pleasure and buck her hips into her hand as she moaned lowly from time to time, her eyes committing to mind all Kate’s perfect features in her most vulnerable state.

"I said- oh- that if you don’t fuck me already I will fuck myself in front of you."

"An appealing scenario, for sure. But that won’t happen. I prefer you under me begging me to make you come." Y/N growled lowly onto Kate’s lips before reluctantly moving her hand out of Kate’s pants and placing it back on her butt to grip Kate securely in her arms and walk them away from the door and towards the bed instead, throwing Kate onto it unceremoniously a few seconds later. She didn’t give her a second to adjust on the mattress as she just crawled onto her and kissed her soundly again, their tongues sliding over each other languidly right away while her hands grasped at each other needily.

"I will never beg. Especially for you." Kate countered back between kisses, moaning pitifully into Y/N’s mouth when Y/N bit on her bottom lip harshly and ground her abdomen once again on her clothed crotch.

"We’ll see about that." Y/N murmured so sure of herself before rejoining their mouths together again, her tongue sliding out of her mouth and into Kate’s one right away as she slotted her right knee between Kate’s thighs and pushed hard onto her core, making the girl moan loudly at the yearned stimulation and buck her hips up to gain some more friction.

"Get this off." Kate whined when she struggled to take Y/N’s shirt off of her and made Y/N chuckle lowly at her eagerness but obliged anyway, lifting her shirt up skillfully and sinking back into Kate, touching their lips again. "Your bra too."

"Don’t boss me around. I’m not your pet." Y/N stated harshly after a few moments of kissing hungrily but took her bra off anyway as she stared angrily at Kate. Kate merely smirked up at her and shrugged but before she could come up with a witty remark, Y/N slid her hand back into Kate’s pants and pressed hard on her clit, making the girl shudder visibly as her hips pushed up into Y/N’s hand instead and her mouth opened to emit a guttural moan. "That’s it. Shut up or I’m not making you come." Kate closed her eyes and whined lowly at the wonderful stimulation, not acknowledging Y/N’s words as she arched her back and grounded her hips onto Y/N’s hand rhythmically. "Now, let’s get you naked."

The two of them worked to get Kate out of her clothes as quickly as they could, Y/N working on taking her jeans off while Kate focused on blouse, then with a quick, skilled motion Y/N unclasped Kate’s bra and threw it on the floor, then discarding her panties as fast too. When she turned back around she took a moment to admire Kate’s beauty, her eyes skidding all over her naked skin, triggering goosebumps at her hungry stare before sinking her teeth onto her bottom lip when her eyes focused on Kate’s dripping core screaming at her to do something. She then moved her eyes back up on Kate’s round, firm boobs and licked her lips hungrily when her erected nipples stared back at her but before she could lean down and finally taste Kate’s tits, Kate laid her hand on Y/N’s chest and stopped her, pushing her up again. "Sit up." Kate put an authoritative tone on, one that Y/N knew she couldn’t do anything other than obey to it or it would mean trouble, so she did as Kate asked and waited for the black haired girl to speak again, watching as she sat up too and stared at her intently with her dark blue eyes. "Stand in front of the bed." Kate waited patiently for Y/N to move from her straddling position, watching as she did a moment later and stopped at the foot of the bed and as she moved towards her, Kate took her time to admire Y/N’s boobs and then her abs, before finally joining Y/N and leaning her hands forward right away to get rid of Y/N’s pants, popping the button open and slowly pulling the zipper down, all the while never moving her eyes from Y/N’s ones. "I guess I’m not the only one ready to be fucked here." Kate chuckled smugly when, after throwing Y/N’s pants and making them join her clothes on the floor, she focused her eyes on Y/N’s grey panties and noticed a dark patch on them.

"You can fuck me later. I want to fuck you first."

"Hm." Kate bit down on her bottom lip and hooked her fingers into Y/N’s panties to slid them slowly down her legs, meanwhile leaving open-mouthed kisses on Y/N’s lower abdomen, feeling the muscles there contract under her lips and filling her with pride at the power she had over Y/N. As her hands pushed the panties down Y/N’s thighs, Kate’s mouth moved down too, stopping right above Y/N’s clit and smirking inwardly at the loud gasp Y/N emitted when she started sucking hard on Y/N’s skin to tease her. Her body got wrecked by hard shivers at the groan that left Y/N’s throat while her hands combed into her hair to push her more onto her now exposed center and bit down on her skin harshly before flattening her tongue there to soothe the pleasurable sting. "Cute. Now you have something that will remind you of me." Kate winked mischievously up at Y/N after she pulled away and admired her piece of work, making Y/N do the same in the process, and both their eyes took in the big hickey she left on Y/N’s exposed center. Right after, Kate slipped Y/N’s panties down her calves and helped her step out of them, leaving both of them completely naked. Finally.

"Hm." Y/N hummed as she looked down at the hickey once more, then focused her gaze onto Kate’s irritating, gloating smirk and immediately crawled back on her, straddling her thighs and kissing her fervently, her hands combing into her perfect black tresses to push her more into the kiss. "Oh, fuck." Y/N wailed when Kate’s hands palmed her ass and glued their bodies together, both shivering at their nipples sliding over each other.

"Yeah, fuck me." Kate murmured lowly into the kiss after squeezing Y/N’s cheeks hard once more, need pumping fast into her veins when Y/N involuntarily pushed her hips down to seek some friction.

"Okay, lay down."

"Don’t tell me what to do or-." Y/N rolled her eyes and pushed on Kate’s shoulder hard, making her fall onto the mattress with a soft thud and shutting her up in the process, before wrapping her lips on her left nipple as her hand laid on her toned stomach for stability. She grunted onto Kate’s chest in delight at the wonderful sensation of suckling Kate’s nipple and smirked onto her boob when Kate arched her back to push her chest more into her mouth while her hands slid into her hair to massage her scalp.

"Shut up and let me fuck you." Kate then surprisingly stayed quiet and meekly let Y/N help her move herself up the bed until her head laid comfortably on a pillow. A moment later Kate let out moans of pure ecstasy when Y/N resumed her ministrations on her chest, wrapping her lips on her other, neglected nipple and suckling eagerly on it. Y/N took her time to taste Kate’s boobs thoroughly, switching from one nipple to another and alternating between kissing, licking and sucking while shivers covered her body at Kate’s wonderful moans and her fingers gripping her scalp hard. When she was satisfied enough she had worshipped Kate’s chest properly, she moved her lips around them, peppering kisses and small nibbles all around Kate’s soft breasts and groaning at the extremely soft, but also firm flesh under her teeth. As Kate’s whines increased in volume and her hips bucked up to chase down some stimulation, Y/N got impatient. She needed to fuck Kate. So, as she kept sucking on Kate’s left boob, her hand slid down from Kate’s abdomen to her center quickly and immediately circled her clit to tease her, shivering visibly at the guttural moan that left Kate’s throat at the yearned touch.

"Fuck! Yes!" Kate moaned loudly and slammed her head back onto the pillow while her left hand wandered down and gripped Y/N’s left buttcheek hard as the other splayed on her back to pull her closer. Y/N shivered visibly with pure need at Kate’s response from just slight stimulation and slid two fingers into her right away, setting an already quick pace, wanting to have the girl trembling under her and screaming her name as quickly as humanly possible. She let out a softly moan on Kate’s neck when she felt her fingers slide in and out of Kate with easiness and reveled in the sensation of having her walls clench down on her digits eagerly as squelching sounds filled the room and mixed with Kate’s obscene moans. "Oh this feels so good." Y/N was glad the music was blasting loudly into the house because Kate was being extremely loud too, something that turned Y/N on to no end and made her slam her fingers in and out of her relentlessly with precise, hard strokes and an unfaltering pace that slowly drove Kate crazy. Y/N’s lips found Kate’s left nipple again and suckled on it with hunger, letting another whimper escape her visibly Kate arched her back to push her breast more into her mouth and when she slammed her fingers particularly hard into her she felt the lewd moan Kate let out reverberate through her ribcage and onto her lips. She felt her own wetness increase copiously at how hot Kate was and how deliciously she took her fingers but she didn’t let her arousal cloud her brain and, despite her center was pulsating needily for some attention, she sped up her movements a slight bit. She then focused on leaving an hickey too, like Kate did with her, and marked her left boob. She pulled her head away to admire her work while adding her thumb unexpectedly and pushing it hard onto Kate’s clit to increase her pleasure, smirking widely when she felt her hips match her pace sloppily. She was close. Y/N then laid on top of Kate comfortably and joined their lips in a kiss full of tongue and shuddered visibly. Y/N swore she had never felt so intoxicated in her life like she was in that moment as her senses filled with everything Kate. Their sweaty bodies entwined perfectly, the bed squeaking softly and the headboard bumping lightly into the wall, mixing with the muffled music and Kate’s lascivious moans that filled Y/N’s ears heavenly. She felt like she was floating and she was loving every moment of it. She came down to earth when Kate bucked her hips up again to meet her particular hard thrust and for a moment she let her eyes take Kate’s face contorting in pleasure and instinctively moved her fingers in and out of her as quick and hard as she could and tried to push them even deeper, watching in delight when another lascivious groan left Kate’s lips and her face broke in an extremely hot frown.

“Oh.” She let out a whimper too as she got flooded by a primal need to make Kate come and added a third finger in her and slammed it back into Kate’s center hard, keeping up with her unrelenting pace. She moaned pitifully under her breath when Kate thrashed her body around in bed in pleasure and moaned Y/N’s name loudly and her eyes got lost in staring transfixed at the black haired girl.

"FUCK- Y/N!" Y/N’s dumb, awed expression broke into a smile when she felt the girl’s body stilling as her orgasm crashed over her and flowed freely out of her center and onto her fingers, and she slipped her left nipple back into her mouth as she slowed her movements gradually to a stop into Kate’s core to help her ride out her orgasm. She hummed contentedly on Kate’s chest as she lapped up at her still erected nipple for a few moments before peppering kisses all over her chest then up her neck and jaw and then wrapping her lips around Kate’s ones and kissing her deeply, stopping her fingers completely only when she felt the girl slump back on the bed with a satisfied whine that she promptly swallowed. They pulled away a few moments later from their intense kiss and Y/N took in Kate’s disheveled state with a proud smirk, watching as she breathed heavily as her eyes, still a bit unfocused, stared back at her.

"How was it?"

"Fucking good. Now, on your back. I want to fuck you so bad."

"Don’t-." Y/N didn’t have time to counter back angrily at the black haired girl before she found herself being rolled onto her back quickly with Kate immediately moving on top of her, sliding her core over hers and starting rotating her hips slowly, making their wetness mix and their clits bump deliciously. "Oh fuck Kate."

"That’s it- use that pretty mouth of yours to moan my name instead of talking."

"Why don’t you use your irritating mouth to fucking do something instead of-SHIT!" Y/N screamed out in ecstasy while her eyes slammed shut and her head fell back onto the pillow when Kate smirked at her as she talked and quickly slid down her body, latching her mouth on her center and immediately licking her entrance teasingly, effectively cutting her off.

"Like this?" Kate’s words reverberated into Y/N’s center and sent shock waves down Y/N’s spine, causing her hips to buck up in need as silently asked Kate to do something. And she did. With a smug smirk still present on her lips, she slammed two fingers into Y/N’s core while wrapping her lips around her clit and suckling on it harshly, setting a merciless pace into her core right away, not wanting to waste time so she could feel Y/N come undone under her. Y/N thrashed her body around as Kate pushed her fingers in and out of her with quick and precise movements, feeling powerful as she felt the girl’s walls squeezing her fingers hard as lascivious moans spilled out of her mouth. But she still felt like it wasn’t enough, so she slammed another finger in without notice and grazed her teeth gently over Y/N’s pulsating clit, using her left, free hand to push Y/N’s hips down when they bucked up haphazardly at her ministrations. Y/N would have cursed herself at how quickly her orgasm was approaching, especially because it was Kate that was building it within her, someone she would’ve never thought she would’ve slept with, but she didn’t care in that moment. She could only care about moaning out Kate’s name loudly instead as the only thing she could think about was how fucking hot the girl looked between her legs, black hair always so perfectly styled now completely messed up and her piercing blue eyes staring back at her intently as she sucked on her clit and pushed her fingers into her in a surprisingly skillful manner.

"Fuck- KATE OH SHIT!" Kate smirked proudly onto Y/N’s clit when after a particular hard thrust she felt Y/N’s hips restrain under her hand as her back arched in pleasure. She knew Y/N was close, so she doubled her efforts and suckled on Y/N’s clit hard, thrusting her digits deeper and curling them after each time she slammed them back in, basking in the moans spilling out of Y/N’s mouth.

“Hm.” Kate hummed lowly onto Y/N’s core and smirked when Y/N shuddered visibly and bucked her hips up again. She then let out a raspy moan when Y/N gripped her scalp hard and pushed her face more into her core, so she plunged her fingers harshly into Y/N’s core and Y/N came with Kate’s name falling out of her mouth. Embarrassingly loud. And quick. Too quick for Y/N’s likings. But Kate seemed to enjoy it as she lapped up at Y/N’s come happily and moaned at her wonderful taste.

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Perfect Princess

Getting kidnapped by a ghostly manbaby was not on Ace's agenda. And neither was getting claimed as someone's else's fiancée, but whatever saved her ass!

A simple midnight walks lead to Ace getting kidnapped by a prince who wants his perfect princess and the rest of the group having to save her.

Note: This was a comission!

“Ughhh!” whined Grim as he cleaned the windows. “Ughhh!” he whined louder as he tried to rub at a stubborn spot. “Ughhh-!”

“Whine more time and I’ll have Sam remove tuna from the weekly shopping list.” threatened Yuu, as they continued swiping away, almost looking calm where it not for the vein throbbing on their forehead.

“What!” gasped Grim is betrayal! “You can’t do that!”

“Er, yes I can.” Replied Yuu,” sounding as done as they looked as they looked at their monster cat and glared at him. “Now hurry up and stop whining!”

“But cleaning is so boring! And it takes to long!” the cat stomped his foot on the ground like a child.

“And it’s going to take longer the more you whine.” Replied Yuu without missing a beat and turned their attention to the floor. “Now please, just hurry up!”

“Fine!” yelled Grim as he turned back to the windows. “All this yelling at Grim the Great! Why I ought- AHHHH!”

“Grim?!”

“NOW SEE HERE FILTHY VERMIN!” yelled out a random ghost as he and two other ghosts flanking him on both sides threateningly made their way to the duo. “What gives you any right to be where royalty lays! Our prince should not be condemned to have to reside where peasant folks such as yourself reside! Leave so he may fine love and happiness in peace without your disappointing aura looming over him!”

“Who the fuck are you!” snapped Yuu as they tried to make sense of the situation. No way in hell where they the usual ghosts. They were long past their first meeting and those three have been caring ever since Yuu and Grim.

No. These ghosts glared at Yuu and Grim as if they were truly nothing,

“Yeah! This is our dorm! What on earth are you talking about royalty for! Neither Malleus nor Leona even stays here! Bad enough with the way they act already, now they have their ghost servants kick us out of our own dorm!” snapped back Grim, his confidence back after the initial fright “You’re the ones who should be leaving!” he pointed at them with his little paws.

“IF BRUTE FORCE IS WHAT IS NECESSARY TO GET YOU REFFIAN FOOLS OUT OF HERE THEN SO IT SHALL BE!” Yelled out the ghost as it started firing spells with the help of the two lackeys behind him.

“Ahh!” yelled out Yuu, ducking away from the spells. ‘No way in hell are we going to win.’ They thought despairingly as they witnessed one of the spells make a near by vase explode immediately. ‘I need to get Grim and I to a safer location and see if I can get Crowley up his ass to try and help me. Goodbye this week’s check.’ They thought despairingly as they made a quick grab for their fellow student and ran from the ghosts.

“MRAGH!” yelled out Grim as he was suddenly grabbed. “Wait why are you running away he squirmed, trying to escape. “They’re taking over our dorm!” he argued.

“And also have the ability to turn me into fleshy dust. Let’s not risk a fight we’re going to lose!” yelled out Yuu as they escaped from Ramshackle, the last spell missing them by a quarter of an inch as the doors to ramshackle slammed shut behind them.

“AND STAY OUT!” was the last thing that was heard.

Yuu panted as they tried to make sense of the situation. Prince? Love? Owned Ramshackle? Yuu had no idea what was going on, but they knew that only one person could actually know what happened within this school. “I think.” Began Yuu, as they looked at Grim, mutual understanding in his eyes. “That we should speak with the headmaster.”

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“So, ghosts in fancy hats stormed into your dorm, yelled at you about a prince finding his love, started shooting spells at you-almost killing you- and then kicked you out of your dorm?” summarised Crowley, as he stared at the beast tamer and the beast in front of him.

“Yup!” Grim popped out the P whilst Yuu nodded.

“Well, that does make sense considering what time of year it is.! Sighed Crowley as he leaned back on his chair.

“You knew this was going to happen?” asked Grim in shock, staring at the headmaster as if he had said tuna was the worst thing to exist.

“NO! Well- mean- look it’s complicated.” Crowley tried to explain, trying to justify his negligence to his student.

“Then explain. Because I didn’t almost die for nothing!” they snapped, somehow managing to glare down at the taller man.

“Essentially the ghost you saw were the retainers of the ghost groom.” Began Crowley. “He is a prince he lived years ago who dreamed off finding the perfect bride. He would search the lands far and wide trying to find the perfect princess so he can have his happily ever after. Unfortunately, he died horribly before he could finish his dreams. His ghost carried on as he tried to find the perfect woman and every year, he comes to our lands to find her.”

“Boo Hoo, man baby didn’t find perfect slave, what does this have to do with me?” asked Yuu irritably as Grim also looked at Crowley in annoyance.

“The prince and his retainers use Ramshackle as their base of operations.” Explained Crowley, slightly disturbed at the lack of empathy, but then again not completely shocking. 7 over-blots would change anyone. “Thankfully you don’t have to worry. He’ll give up after a few days!”

“And what makes you so sure? Normally you tend to be wrong about these things.” Said Griim bluntly, wide eyes staring at Crowley as if he hadn’t crushed his ego in one hit.

Moving on, the man explained. “That’s because the woman he’s describing doesn’t exist!” explained Crowley. “His specifications, and these are direct quoted mind you: 167cm with an air of mischief and kindness! Smooth, healthy skin! Big eyes! A cute pretty smile! Fun and pretty hair! Pink pouty lips that make you just wanna kiss them! Athletic yet curvaceous body!” explained Crowley to Yuu’s growing disgust. “Essentially, he will never find this woman in all of twisted wonderland. Or anywhere else.” He added, looking at his literally out of this world student.

“So what? We’re just meant to wait out his delusions?”

“Unfortunately. However, I am aware that you are close friends with the other dorms so I am sure they will welcome the two of you for a few nights as he gives up and leaves.” Just as Yuu was contemplating the consequences of socking Crowley in the face, the door burst open and there stood a haggard and messy Riddle, panting deeply, following him was an equally worried Ortho.

“HEADMAGE!” The housewarden cried as Crowley jumped in shock.

“Why, Heartslabul Riddle Rosehearts and Igyhide’s Ortho Shroud! What on earth happened?!”

“It’s Ace! She’s been kidnapped by ghost!” he yelled out desperately, eyes frantic.

“WHAT!!?!??” The other three in the room yelled out in shock.

“Kidnapped?” double checked Yuu. “By ghosts?”

“Yes! Look at this security footage!” instructed Ortho as he showed the people in the room what happened to Ace.

“How on earth did you obtain this-?”

“Not know headmaster.” Snapped everyone as they turned their attention to the hologram that Orth was showing them.

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“Ugh those lot better be grateful that I’m covering for their asses!” Ace huffed as she quietly made her way over to Sam’s “If the housewarden discovered I was sneaking out for something as lame as extra pens and notebooks I would be so screwed.”

However, before she could continue her walk over to Sam’s shop, she suddenly heard a sound.

“…lly…”

“Huh? Who’s there?” she called out, searching for the source of the noise, hand going over to her magic pen.

“…Finally…I found you…” the voice seemed to be growing more louder and more clearly.

“Who’s there.!” Ace called out again, taking her magic pen and brandishing it. However before she could do much, a ghost popped out.

“I finally found you my princess!” Yelled a handsome ghost in a groom’s outfit.

Everything went black.

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“And we haven’t seen her at all today!” Riddle managed to finally coherently say after he had finally gotten past the panic not onto rage that somebody had kidnapped one of his students.

Meanwhile, Grim, Yuu and the headmaster were sharing a few concerned looks.

“Was that?”

“It would seem so. It seems that the ghost groom has finally found his match. Oh, dear oh dear oh dear.”

“But Ace? She’s the last thing I could ever see be described as the ‘perfect princess? What kind of idiot would look at her and…wait a minute.”

“Technically, Ace is within that height range. She is known to cause trouble however she has been seen helping those around her, like the kid whom she gave that card to. Her skin has no blemishes to it and despite how much trouble she gets on with there doesn’t seem to be a single scar anywhere. Her eyes are a …unique enough colour that it truly does make them stand out. She is in a sports club as well so that’s where the athletic body comes in. And she tends to pout a lot which is what she was doing in that video so technically…she does fit the man’s description. As odd as it is.”

“Of course, only a freak would have been able to view Ace’s wonderfulness and think that he had any right to seal her. We must get her back!” demanded Riddle, fists banging on Crowley’s desk.

“I’m more worried for the guy. I don’t see Ace taking this very lightly and there’s a high chance he’ll return her to use, with him sobbing about how mean she is.” Pointed out Grim, arms folded.

“Either way, if he doesn’t then this can cause a huge problem.” However, suddenly there was a huge yell and a crash. “What on earth?” stood up Crowley, the rest of the students following him also confused by the noise only to be met with absolute pandemonium.

“Headmage!” voice called out and out popped Deuce looking worse for wear! “Thank god you came! We have a serious problem.!” However, before he could explain, a spell came whizzing by, thanks to the problem he was talking about.

“Getting so bent out of shape over a little joke? How sad.” Cooed Lilia mockingly as the ghosts fired more spells at him.

“Why are you agitating them?” cried Out Deuce as he tried to fire another spell at the fancy ghosts.

“How dare you yell at Lilia. Prepare to perish!” yelled out Sebek as he started dishing out more spells.

Unfortunately, it was becoming clear that the mages were struggling. “Retreat!” called out Crowley.

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“We’ll be fine here.” Gasped out the Headmage, finally free from the ghosts.

“Oh hello everyone.!” Welcomes Azul.

“Oh.” Yuu pointed out, Hey!” they said as they stared at everyone else gathering consisting of Pomefiore, Cater, Kalim, Azul and Leona. “Guessing the ghosts chased you out to?”

“You have no idea.” Sighed Vil, shaking his head.

As the students started to share stories about how they ended up down here, all ranging from studying and getting chased out, teaching fashion and getting chased to, trying to grab lab equipment and getting chased out and finally just walking and getting chased away, there were definitely some annoyed faces. When they were finished, Riddle explained the situation to them.

“Soo…you’re saying that Ace fits the description of a perfect princess’?” asked Cater, slight disbelief colouring his words.

When Crowley nodded, silence descended on the students, before a snigger broke out and the boys burst out into laughter.

“Ha-ha, Ace? The perfect princess? Asked Vil mockingly, almost bent over from laughing so much.

“That has to be the most amusing- I mean horrible thing I’ve heard my entire life.” Snickered Azul, fixing his glasses.

“This is no laughing matter!” snapped the headmaster. “If dear Ace marries the ghost groom, her soul will be tied to him, and she will die.” He informed them sombrely.

“WHAT?” yelled out the first years, scared by this new piece of information.

“Ace will turn into a ghost?” repeated Riddle scared. He couldn’t help but feel at fault for the situation, especially since Ace had only decided to leave the dorms because she felt like he would only yell at her. “We have to go and save her!”

“Of course!” reassured Crowley, gesturing to the other students. “I’m sure her fellow peers would love to help-“

“Nah.” They all replied in perfect harmony.

“It was her fault for sneaking out in the middle of the night.” Replied Vil, looking at his nails completely disinterested.

“I gain no benefit from helping her. She has no particular qualities I’m aiming to ste-use.” Replied Azul, shrugging his shoulders.

“Wayyy to much effort.” Replied Leona, yawning loudly.

“What disgusting attitudes.” Mumbled Yuu, holding Grim tighter in their grip.

“Well, I guess I’ll do it myself.” Ortho glared at them. Just as Kalim was about to ask how, the other boy called out. “Running system for shortest time to retrieve Alice Trappola. Method achieved. Blow up the school. This will commence when talk is at 100%. Power currently at 60%. 80%-“

“STOP! DO NOT BLOW UP THE SCHOOL!” Yelled Crowley, waving his arms hysterically.

“Well, if you have any better suggestions to getting Ace out I would love to hear it!” replied Ortho, still pointing the beam at the school.

“The rest of you! Have you no shame!? You’re certain you want to stick with your answers?” asked Crowley, glaring at his students with nothing but pure disgust. “Because I know for a fact that when dear Ace-chan finds out that you all deserted her, hell will reign over this school.”

“What on earth are you talking about, Headmage?” asked Sebek confused, crossing his arms.

Crowley turned to Azul. “She will tear your business to shreds. She will have ghost armies constantly vandalising your restraint. Any business deal she’ll snuff out like a flame and constantly bring up how you let a teenage girl die.”

“Hrk.”

“You think playing villains is bad?” asked Crowley, turning to Vil. “I’m sure everyone who thought you were shady, and evil will be kicking their feet up in joy knowing that they were right that you let a girl die in front of you.”

Now looking at Leona. “Forget any peaceful naps or days for the rest of your miserable life. She WILL haunt you and make It worse even after you break.”

“Okay, okay!” Lilia put his hand up. “We get it. Ace-chan isn’t going to let this slight towards her remain unpunished. Now, how do we do this?” asked Lilia.

“How kind you all are!” Crowley yelled out, the fakest smile in the history of the world on his face. “Now, since we’re dealing with supernatural beings who far outnumber us, let us go and see the one-man who has everything for any situation.

“Sam.” They all chorused out, heading onto his store.

“I’m guessing this is about the ghosts?” asked Sam, the moment they stepped into the store.

“How did you know?” asked Riddle, shocked at how quick the man received information.

“2 things. One, my friends in the shadows. And two, Ace’s brother called me and said that he had a bad feeling, so I checked some of the store cameras outside and it shows little Ace being taken away by the ghost.” Explained Sam, pointing at one of the cameras in the shop.

“So, do you have something that can help?” asked Riddle, fidgeting a little. I mean, It’s not like you have an anti-ghost groom-.”

“IN STOCK!”

“Seriously?” asked Leona, eyes wide.

“Ha nope!”

“WHAT?” The end of the world might actually be coming.

“Well, I mean I do? But Ace’s brother said that you guys can come up with something or he’ll you kill himself.”

“How useful. Once again, thank you Sam!” thanked Crowley as he and the rest of the students exited the store.

“So now what do we do?” asked Crowley.

“Well, the only way that we can success is is…. we fight for Ace!” announced Riddle.

“What?” the rest deadpanned

“Not a bad idea.” Agreed Crowley thoughtfully. I mean none of you would ever match he prince’s description and maybe if he saw that Ace was already in the hands of another how will give up!”

“And how do we do that? It’s not like he’ll be dying to let anyone near spiky.” Leona yawned.

“By challenging his masculinity.” Yuu suggested, stroking Grim’s fur as they thought of ways to blackmail the Headmage into giving them more money.

“Perfect! Let’s gather as many students as possible for this!” declared Riddle.

“We meet at the little cottage near the mines.”

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“This is all you have?” demanded Riddle as he stared at the students assembled. The only one’s not out of the main group where Ruggie, Scarabia and Malleus and Silver.

“Ruggie said not on his life, Jamil needs to keep Kalim out of trouble and Silver needs to protect Malleus.” Explained the headmaster.

“God enough.” Riddle huffed as he stared back at the Headmage. “So how do we do this? We can’t just storm in.”

“Can’t we?” asked Vil. “I mean, we can always just say that we found out about the beautiful princess that lived here and wanted to be given the chance.”

“HEHE, can’t wait to see crabby.” Giggled Floyd.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“How dare you insult our prince!” yelled out a ghost indignantly. Stood before him was anyone who was over 180cm who could make the prince feel small.

“I mean are we wrong?” asked Vil, flipping his fair. “If a man simply can’t allow others to gaze upon beauty, then that man is simply a coward who doesn’t deserve the fair lady’s hand in marriage.”

“What on earth has gotten into you?” asked Leona, disturbed at the new chivalrous version of Vil.

“Fine! We’ll show you that only our prince is worthy of anyone!” declared the ghost as he let everyone.

‘This is going to go terribly” thought Jack as he and the rest were escorted into the school.

When they made it to the great hall, there floated the prince in all his glory. “So, I hear you are the ones who are trying to fight for my fiancées hand in marriage?” he asked, sneering at the lot.

“Why yes, we are the only ones truly worthy of her!” declared Vil, much to everyone else’s shock. Where had his previous attitude gone?

“SHUT UP!” Shrieked the prince loudly, fire dancing around him, “I’m the only one worthy of her and I will prove it!”

“Ughhh, whatever, just give us back spiky no-“Suddenly Leona felt a burning sensation on his cheek. It took a couple of seconds for him to realise he had been slapped. “Why you-!”

“Such brutish and uncouth behaviour! My princess deserves to be spoiled by all and treated as if she is the most beautiful person ever!” huffed the prince, almost throwing a temper tantrum.

Vil smirked as Leona glared at the other prince. “I do agree with you. Someone as beautiful as Ace deserves to feel celebrated and loved all the-“

“Do you have a pet? A cat, dog, bird?” the prince shot out in rapid fire.

“What? No, I don’t have ti-!” SLAP!

“My princess deserves to always have something or someone looking after her! NEXT!”

“My name’s Jack.” Introduced the wolf beast man.

“And Jack. Do you have a sword?” asked the prince expectantly?”

“No, why would I? I can always just pun-.” SLAP.

“A princess deserves a prince with a dashing sword to come save her! NEXT!”

On and on it went, everyone getting slapped for one reason or another. Floyd for getting violent, Jade for trying to give a poisonous mushroom, Trey for not being able to give a single compliment and so on.

“Well, then. Let’s send the next group.” Muttered Crowley in disappointment.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“Too shady! Too talkative! Too cute! Too dumb!” yelled the prince.

“Well, this is just pathetic.” Muttered Leona. Before anyone else can agree with him, the doors opened up once again and there was Ace.

Her hair was styled into perfect little ringlets that framed her face and cascaded down her back. Her hair was also adorned by the most beautiful of jewels as were her hands and neck. Her dress captured her figure whilst also trailing down teasingly. Her veil was intricate and beautiful, flipped onto her hair to show her face. Everyone in the room almost forgot how to think with such beauty gracing their eyes.

This inability to think is what would lead to one of the worst (debatable in the eyes of some. However, in the eyes of this person, it was the best) moment ever.

Azul, in full confidence stood up and said, “I object as her true fiancé!” yelled the teen with more passion than when he had used to scam Crowley.

“What?” turned around everyone, looking at him in parts murder and parts confusion. However, Ace caught on quickly, eyes flooding up with fake tears as she ran to the frozen man,

“BABY!” She yelled; her voice shocked up with tears as she attempted to comfortably wrap her arms around the other. Seeing her beauty up close made Azul truly appreciate that he had talent to at least compensate for something. “I was so scared when this strange, creepy man abducted me!” her voice was alarmingly high pitched, sounding like a scared lost child and not at all like someone who kicked Azul in the balls when he once insinuated she and Riddle had been a thing.

“My princess!” gasped the prince affronted at such accusations. “I did not kidnap you! You should be honoured that I chose you as my bride!”

“Suck a titty!” she replied, turning around to glare at him. The other boys had to hold in their laughter but let a few snorts escape. “Why the hell should I be honoured that you chose me? What? Because I fit some creepy physical requirement list? There is more to choosing a partner than just merely how they look!”

“Oh, yes? Like what?”

“How about someone you can laugh and cry with? Someone who’ll stick with you through all the hard times? Someone who you can share withing with? Someone who wants to be with you just as much as you want to be with them!” That’s who would be the perfect PARTNER!”

Throughout all of this Azul couldn’t help but stare entranced by the girl and what she was saying.

The prince said nothing. Merely staring at her and her Azul before sighing and signalling for the rest of the ghosts to back off. “Let us leave. The girl has given me much to think about. And you, shady!” called out the prince, pointing at Azul. “Never lose this wonderful woman. OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN,” and with those lovely words the prince and his entourage left.

“Well, that was something.” Azul finally broke the silence, however he was immediately slapped by an angry bride.

“OWCH” winced the other boys.

“Next time you claim to be someone’s fiancée don’t be more romantic, CREEP!” And with that she marched on her heel and stormed out, just as the rest of the group walked in. Riddle, smiled smugly at Azul as he gently guided Ace back to the dorms with him.

“Soooo, exactly how well do you think it’ll go over with Riddle if I asked her out?” asked Azul as he stared at the disappearing red head duo.

“Oh, you would die.” Answered Deuce plainly, not even looking a little sorry for Azul, however that might have to do with the fact that he’s still a little shell-shocked from Ace.

#twisted wonderland #ace trappola #dire crowley #grimm #riddle rosehearts #ortho shroud #deuce spade #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #leona kingscholar #vil schoenheit #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #ghost marriage

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All That She Wants Chapter 8: Conversations

Series: All That She Wants

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings for this chapter: Riley x Drake, Riley x Liam

Word Count: 1,026

Rating: M

Warnings for this chapter: none

My other stuff: Master List.

Riley x Drake

Riley lay on her back, chest heaving, sweat glistening on her skin. Drake flopped down on the mattress next to her, equally satiated.

When she caught her breath, she broached the subject that had kept her up last night. “Why did you get a vasectomy in the first place?”

He rolled up on his side so he could watch her face as he answered. “I didn’t want kids.”

Riley’s eyes stayed locked on the ceiling. “Then why would you agree to have a reversal?”

He reached out to twirl an errant strand of her hair around his finger. “Because you want a baby.”

She finally turned her head to look at him. “But you don’t.”

He froze for a second, then resumed playing with her hair. “I want you to be happy.”

“That’s it?”

He blew out a sigh as he unwound and released the lock that was twisted around his index finger. He dropped his eyes from hers to stare, instead, at the blue and white stripes of the sheets on his bed. “What do you want me to say, Riley? That I’ve waited eight years for you to notice me? That I’m willing to do whatever it takes to keep you in my life?”

“But why?”

“Because I love you, okay?” He exploded in exasperation. “I fucking love you and I will do anything I have to do to prove that to you!”

Maybe then she’d take him seriously.

He hated the pity in her voice as she responded. “Drake…. I don’t know what to say. I—”

“You don’t have to say anything.” He interrupted her as he rolled abruptly in the other direction and sat up, swinging his legs off the bed. “If you want a baby, I’ll give you one. I don’t hate the idea, which frankly astounds and terrifies me a little. I will be as involved, or not, as you want me to be. I know you don’t feel the same way about me. All I ask is that you continue to give me the chance to change that.”

“Okay.” She agreed quietly as she watched him stand and quickly redress.

“I have to get back to work.” He made it to the door before turning back to her. With an intensity that scared her a little, he told her, “He doesn’t love you, Riley. Not like I do.”

Riley x Liam

She looked up from the three dresses she was trying to choose between when the bedroom door opened. “Liam! I thought you were in meetings all day today.”

“I canceled them.”

She eyed him suspiciously. “Why?”

“Because we need to talk.”

She carefully lowered the dress she was holding on the bed, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She straightened up and faced him, twisting her fingers together to disguise the shaking of her hands.

This was it.

“Have you come to a decision?”

“I have.” He crossed the room in several long strides and drew her into his arms. “I want to make our marriage work, Riley. I’ll give you a baby if that’s what you want. I’m sorry for disregarding your feelings. I take full responsibility for the distance between us. Please let me fix this.”

Joy surged through her, followed closely by suspicion. She pushed out of his arms. “Why? I figured you’d already have a ring on Olivia’s finger.”

Pain and anger flashed through his eyes.

“Oh. My. God!” Riley’s fingers flew up to cover her mouth. “She rejected you, didn’t she?”

“I realized what I stood to lose, Riley. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

She shook her head back and forth as laughter, indignation, and pain fought for dominance.

He hadn’t chosen her. She was the default. “I wanted you to love me, Liam. Like you used to. Or was it always a lie?”

“Riley, I want this marriage to work. For our children, for Cordonia—”

“But not because you love me.” It wasn’t a question.

“I do love you!”

“No, you don’t!”

“Riley, I’m offering you everything you said you wanted. Our marriage back. Like it used to be. Remember the first time we left Ellie with Regina and the nannies and took that trip to Ireland?”

She smiled in spite of herself at the memory. He had taken her on a tour of historic Celtic castles. Something she had always wanted to do. He had been nothing less than a perfect, attentive husband, doting on his wife for the entire trip.

He was right. When it was good, it was the most amazing thing in the world. He had made her feel like the only woman in existence.

Of course, he’d been fucking Olivia behind her back the entire time.

Still.

Every time she looked at him, her heart still stuttered in her chest. Every time they appeared together in public, she felt like the luckiest woman alive.

Liam Rys might be selfish, and he might be a cheater, but he was also the smartest man she’d ever met, he had a way of making her laugh no matter how dire the situation, and watching him with their children never failed to melt her heart. As a father, he was attentive, patient, and loving.

He always presented a united front to the public and the media. He never criticized her, he never forgot birthdays or anniversaries, and he never curtailed her access to their now shared resources.

But he was a lying, cheating bastard who had ripped her heart out by not returning all the love she had poured into him.

It was complicated.

“I’m going to need a minute to think about it.”

For the first time, Liam’s confidence faltered. “What?”

“You heard me.” She grabbed the two dresses she had decided against and returned them to the closet. “I gave you time to make your decision. I’m going to need some time to make mine.”

“How much time?”

She gave him a gloating smirk. “Doesn’t feel so great to be on the waiting end of it, does it?”

“No.” He gave his wife a long, contemplating look as he reassessed his life choices.

#the royal romance #trr #trr fanfic #angelasscribbles #drake walker #liam rys #the royal romance fanfic #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #choices stories you play #riley brooks #trr au

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I've been working on this for an embarrassing amount of time, but i finally mustered the courage to post it! this a gift for @galvanizedfriend , my favorite autor, moot, and dare I say friend, on tumblr! Yokan, I'll never stop saying that your fictions are the only thing keeping me sane at the moment, and they've always been a tiny lantern during some tough periods of my life. I really hope you'll like this little Drabble about Kleve 🙏

DISCLAIMERS: Eve is NOT my character, she's from Yokan's series The Wolf ! also, this is my first time ever writing a fan fiction, and English is not my native language, so please, have mercy.

maybe there's a god, after all.

That's the thought that has been crossing Klaus' mind for sixteen years ,every single time he looked at his little girl.

After his experience with Marcel, Klaus has realized that raising a child into his own reflection is not a smart move. In fact, if Eve had turned out like her father, it would've been the very end of the whole human - and inhuman - species. Luckily for everyone, his beautiful princess is essentially the mini version of the only woman who shares the custody of his immortal heart with her: Caroline.

They couldn't be more similar if they tried. Like mother, like daughter.

If it wasn't for some specific.details that Eve couldn't have taken from anyone but him, Klaus thinks that people would start questioning if Caroline made Eve by herself, without the contribution that is usually required to create another living creature.

Even if he's quite proud – and grateful — about how Eve's turned out just like her magnificent mother, Klaus can't help but smile when he witness the appearance of one those details he mentioned before: the fondness for art, the passion for swords duels — a voice in the back of his mind reminds him of something Caroline said about this specific factor, "it's called fencing, Klaus. You don't need to kill your opponent anymore to prove your victory." or something along those lines — the constant presence of dark humor and sarcasm in any of her conversations, and her gigantic, stormy blue eyes that are accompanied by a pair of dimples and a wicked little smile whenever she got something on her mind.

That, is all him.

Something that Eve clearly hasn't taken from him though, is her way of showing emotions. Just like his wife, Eve wears her emotions like a second skin, which leads to her being a terrible liar. If she's happy, then the room will light up as soon as she enters it, and everyone can't help but be drawn to her joyful behavior. On the other end, if she's feeling sad, angry, or any other kind of negative emotion, then... Well, she would keep her mouth shut and open it just to make salty remarks, keeping an annoyed — yet adorable, if you ask him — little pout on her face.

That's how Klaus knows that something is wrong.

As soon as he sets foot in the compound, he's greeted by a very common view: Freya and Eve, sitting around the table of the living room, reading and chanting spells.

Normally, Klaus would walk towards them just to make them aware of his presence and to steal a kiss on his daughter's cheek as a brief salute, but he soon realizes that Freya is the only one writing down something in witch gibberish, while Eve is just quietly looking at her aunt, with a frowned expression all over her face.

His little wolf is so caught up on Freya's doing that she doesn't notice him until he's behind her, trying to understand what kind of spell his sister is casting, with a hand gently touching her shoulder. Eve tenses up at the touch, turning her head to look at him almost as fast as a regular vampire. As soon as she sees him though, she relaxes a little bit, offering him a tight lipped smile.

"Hey, Daddy," she says, voice so quiet and hoarse that he probably wouldn't have heard her if it wasn't for his vampirism. " 'm sorry, didn't hear you coming in."

Hearing Eve talking with such a tired and low tone makes his heart explode with concern. She's pure sunshine, hisdaughter, this cloud of negativity does not belong to her. Nonetheless, he tries to mask his thoughts with a tight lipped smile, looking down at Eve, "Don't worry, sweetheart," He says, moving his eyes to his sister, who hasn't left hers from the grimoires spread around the table even as he introduced himself, "Freya, care to explain what's happening or do I have to guess?" He asks with a tone that indicates nothing but irritation.

Freya finally looks up, if only to send him a not-so-friendly glare, but before she can snap right back at him, Eve takes word, looking at him like she's about to have a nervous breakdown "Apparently, I'm on house arrest until the Jury," she indicates Freya with her eyes, before turning her attention back to him, "tells me otherwise." She concludes, and the exasperation of her tone is almost touchable.

Klaus arches his brows in confusion, his gaze switching between Eve and Freya, as to ask for one of them to elaborate what he just heard.

It's Freya the one that, with a sigh, steps in. "Some witches have been messing around with a kind of magic way too difficult for them to understand, leading to an imbalance that covers all New Orleans." She explains, rubbing her hands on her temples. "Long story short: right now, every witch in New Orleans is having trouble controlling their magic, especially the younger ones like Eve. In addition, being the tribid gives her an enormous amount of power which is hard to control on a good day, so it's better if we keep her under control, in a limited and safe space."

Eve rolls her eyes as soon as Freya concludes, shifting her position to show him the magic-restraining bracelet on her wrist. "I haven't seen this freaking bracelet in years. I thought I was finally free, but no, some dumbass witch thought it was a good idea to mess with something way too big for them to understand, turning me into a fu-"

"Language." Both Klaus and Freya interrupts her, giving Eve a warning look.

she glares at both of them, visibly annoyed.

Christ, Klaus thinks, he's losing points as the cool parent.

"turning me into a freaking bomb." she grumbles, looking down at the pages of the grimoires.

Klaus takes a long sigh, pulling out his phone from his pocket to send a message to Caroline and the rest of the family. It takes all of his willpower to not storm out and look for this gang of inconsiderate witches, accompanied by nothing but his fury, showing them the treatment that is reserved specifically to the ones that put his daughter in a bad mood, but he recognized the fact that this situation is already unsteady, and there is no space for his impulsiveness, yet.

"Dad?" Eve says, looking at him with an arched eyebrow, like she's expecting something from him. "Are you still here? You haven't threatened anyone since you heard of this, and it's more concerning than a bunch of low-level witches messing around." She concludes.

Well, the sarcastic remarks are only funny when they're not directed at him.

"Trust me, Eve, I have lots to say, but none of it is appropriate in the presence of a child." he retorts, switching his attention back to Freya. "I've sent a message to Caroline and to our siblings, they should all be here in about 40 minutes."

Freya simply nods, gathering all the magic stuff from the table. "I'll call Vincent." she stands up, giving a kiss on Eve's head. "I'm pretty sure he's more informed than us at the moment. Besides, another witch would be helpful."

"what am I? a ghost?!" Eve snaps when Freya disappears in her own bedroom. "I can't use magic, I'm on house arrest, this handcuff is back around my wrist and I haven't even had my daily bignets!" she explains desperately, curling on herself, resting her chin and arms over her knees.

Klaus can't help the low chuckles coming out of his mouth, something that earns him a dirty look from his little wolf.

"I'm glad you find my misery amusing. Father of the year, really." Eve says, enunciating her pout even more.

"Not at all, sweetheart. To be completely honest, I would love nothing more than to go fetch those witches myself and show them what happens when someone dares to upset my daughter," Eve promptly rolls his eyes at that, but he sees how she's trying to bite back a smile.

"However, Your mother would eviscerate me if my impulsiveness took place in a delicate situation such as this one."

"Then what do we do while waiting for mom to come home?" Eve says, and truth to be told, patience has never been a strong suits of her.

"Well, I did get that new painting set you've mentioned lately." He says with a grin, observing how Eve's pout changes to a wide smile between record time.

"The pink one?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

"You're the best!" she chirps, jumping from her chair to wrap her arms around his waist, the bad mood evaporating completely from her body. Klaus can't help but smile when he looks down at his daughter, holding her close to him. Oh, how he wishes time would stop, just to remain like this for at least a decade, with his little girl safe, sound and happy in his arms, where no bad intentions can reach her.

"Come on, sweetheart," He says, grabbing her hands "let's see if those colors actually blend on their own." he concludes with a wink, leading her towards the art studio. He knows this happiness is going to be short-lived, but the least he can do is to keep Eve's mind occupied, distracting her from the stress of this situation. As he enters the room, Klaus notices that he's running out of dark red acrylic.

Well, it appears those witches are going to be useful, after all.

#how DO YOU EVEN TAG THIS STUFF #this is kinda embarrassing #let's see how im going to feel about this tomorrow morning #CHECK YOKAN'S AO3 PAGE RIGHT NOW #best autor out there hands down #drabble #fanfiction #oneshot #klaroline #klaroline drabbles #klaroline fanfiction #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #freya mikaelson #eve forbes mikaelson #the vampire diaries #the originals #the wolf universe

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