#STOP BEING SO IGNORANT HOLY ✨FUCK✨

[metatronhateblog]

Duck Duck what the Fuck pt. 2, Featuring Not to Be a Bearer of News

Okay in my previous post [link here] we talked about the appearance of ducks and ducks with accordions in the opening sequence. Now I didn't really have too much to say except fucking weird, right? But now I'm going to start digging around in this a bit more.

Welcome back to what is the big deal with ducks.

To start off, ducks are verbally mentioned in this show... 4 times. (I'm pretty sure it's 4 but it's highly possible I'm missing something.)

Our first case is in Season 1 episode 1. At approximately 26:45 we see a transition to the park where Crowley and Aziraphale are having a meeting. The quote here is stated by none other than our narrator God. She states...

"Everyone knows the best place for a clandestine meeting in London is and always has been Saint James' Park. They say the ducks are so used to being fed by secret agents that they've developed Pavlovian reactions to them. The Russian cultural attaché's black bread is particularly sought after by the more discerning duck. Crowley and Aziraphale have been meeting here for quite some time."

This quote has always been...a little sus to me. Now if you aren't entirely sure what Pavlovian effect is, I direct you to a situation that you quite possibly experience yourself. Have you ever heard the sound of an alarm clock, or the sound you set your own alarm clock as playing outside of a setting that isn't meant to wake you up? Have you had this knee jerk reaction where you feel yourself tense and need the sound to stop and maybe even feel a little bit more awake because of it? No? If not you are beyond lucky.

A Pavlovian reaction is a conditioned response to something, in my known knowledge I think it's generally accompanied by a sound (apologies for explaining this so poorly, if anyone wants to hop in the comments and explain better I will love you so much.) For example, some farmers ring a bell or something to let their cows know it's time to eat. The cows then associate that noise with food and will probably expect to be fed upon any point of hearing that bell.

So in this case...ducks hear the whisperings of secret agents and know that it means they get fed. The more recognizable the noise, the better the bread. Hence the line that the more discerning ducks go towards the Russian cultural attaché. Kinda fascinating right? And also a weird way to describe the ducks...

Moving on the second time ducks are mentioned is by Crowley in season 1 episode 2. He makes a comment in regards to suspicions about him saying something along the lines of suspicions slide off him 'like water slides off of....what does water slide off of?" And then later on at some random point (pretty sure it's in the same episode) yells 'DUCKS! That's what water slides off of.' (I'm paraphrasing here because this isn't a quote I needed to look up cause I knew it in my soul.)

Now the phrase 'Like water slides off a duck's back' generally tends to mean that someone is unaffected by something. Whatever it is, they are unperturbed. Okay...another interesting way to look at ducks.

Our third quote is in season 1 episode 3. Crowley once again speaks to us about ducks when he's talking to Aziraphale about ✨insurance.✨ No not that kind of insurance I'm talking about the Holy Water. When Crowley and Aziraphale meet in the park in their little top hats in 1862 the conversation goes something like this...

Crowley - "If it all goes wrong, I want insurance."

Aziraphale - "What?"

Crowley, handing Aziraphale a piece of paper - "I wrote it down. Walls have ears. Well ,not walls. Trees have ears. Ducks have ears. Do ducks have ears? Must do. That's how they hear other ducks."

That's...and interesting little throw away line right there that Aziraphale ignores to tell him no. And maybe it is a little throw away line...or maybe we're meant to pay attention to it. Why else would they continue talking about something if they don't want to emphasize it. Twice is a coincidence but threes a pattern.

Which leads me to our fourth quote (continuing our pattern) being from Season 2 this time in which Crowley (I'm slowly seeing a pattern of how it's almost always Crowley talking about ducks, and who's the one who tells Aziraphale when they're being watched???) yells at some agents not to feed the ducks bread. Shax then asks him what you're supposed to feed ducks, and once again it isn't until later on in the conversation that Crowley says 'Peas. You give ducks peas.'

Feeding ducks bread is not good. But I'm not sure there's any other little meaning in here.

Now that we've got that out of the way. I want to mention The Other times ducks are mentioned, and to me it only seems to get weirder.

The first appearance of a mention of ducks in season 2...is the first time we meet Mr. Brown (of Brown's world of carpets.)

In our second episode, Crowley and Aziraphale have a meeting at the PuB in which we meet Mr. Brown (of Brown's world of carpets) who corners Aziraphale about holding the Whickber Street Traders and Shopkeepers Association monthly? meeting. Buuuuuuut. We actually first see him BEFORE he comes over to Aziraphale. (Don't even get me started on the weird shit in the PuB)

Even here we can see he's got a something in his arm, which we quickly find out is a newspaper.

But notice how....whatever angle we're seeing him from, we can see the front of his newspaper? It's like a big flashing sign that says 'HEY LOOK AT ME!'

We even see him right here, moving towards Aziraphale while Crowley orders drinks. And what do we see? The front of the newspaper.

And he

spends

every

moment

showing us that newspaper.

And even better, tell me why it appears that Aziraphale is looking at the paper and not him?

And I know this shot is blurry but even as he leaves the PuB, he's still holding that newspaper towards the camera.

And then he's literally holding it in front of his face

Even when we see him days later!

So for starters. Why...why does he have the same newspaper over a span of multiple days. And more importantly. Why on Earth does it say 'Nebraskan Woman Taught Duck to Play Accordion.'

Now you might say it's dumb and unimportant. And normally I'd agree...if he wasn't flashing that newspaper around like a billboard.

It leads me to believe it's really important, but why I don't know. @lady-of-the-puddle and I are still agonizing over ducks and have yet to really figure out what significance there might be.

The only thought I have had....which seems so far-fetched I'm embarrassed to say it almost, is who, off the top of your head is the one person you can think of that would have the power to teach a duck to play an accordion considering they don't have posable thumbs....or hands for that matter?

If you said God then I feel a little less ridiculous...but also why would God teach a duck to play accordion. So not having anything to back that up or anything to further explore it with....But I feel like that might be thinking of the duck thing from the wrong angle since our most common discussion point about ducks seems to be them hearing things and all around being suspicious little feathered friends.

I have to say I am quite clueless on the matters of ducks but I feel they have to be important....

And don't get me started on newspapers...

#good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #good omens season 2 #good omens meta #accordion ducks #guess what though #the next part of this post series is ALL about the newspapers #because theres some fucky shit going around

[downtoncoquetteroach]

Summary: Reader and Fred are confused about last night, reader is a little bit too sensitive but she encounters the right person to hang out with. Neville deserves a personality so I gave him one, hope you like it.

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Fem reader

Fred Weasley x Fem reader

Notes:

This ended up being way longer than what I thought, sorry but I love slow burn. No smut this time just fluff and angst.

Also no Fred, just a lazy autumn Sunday.

TW: self harm, anxiety, self deprecating reader. Also not encouraging marihuana use. They wore ugly sweaters the hole time.

Words account: 2,302

Chapter One

You can also find this work on AO3 ✨

Chapter Two:

Secrets under the covers 🌼🪄

Y/n woke up at 5am not knowing what had happened, why was she half dressed half naked? A random blanket covering her, bed messy...HOLY FUCK DID SHE? Godric's beard, she did, didn't she? The muscular pain she was feeling confirmed everything.

She dressed herself before pulling the curtains and with a lot of effort, managed to get in the loo without waking up her dormates. She looked at herself in the mirror through the darkness. She saw herself confused, a mess, in and out. What happened after...? Did she just fall asleep?. Obviously Fred couldn't stay so, no reason to freak out about it, he wasn't there and that was not a bad thing, just a normal reaction to her falling asleep after giving him her virginity. Y/n decided to clean her tears and wash herself a little before coming back to bed, where she revolved, overthinking until the sun was up.

It was a Sunday so it was a relief that she didn't have to go to classes and face him in front of everyone in the great hall, that would have been a bit to fucking much given the fact that she didn't knew the state of their now relationship (?) She obviously expected him to make the first move, her dignity didn't allow her to do anything else. So she waited in her dorm for him to come and say good morning or check on her, but it was almost noon and her stomach was the only thing demanding attention. Now y/n wasn't only hurt, but starving.

Fred was awfully quiet the whole morning, internally suffering some blockage, ignoring everything and everyone around and only reacting vaguely to Lee and George. They assumed it was just a hangover but after breakfast they confronted him.

Did someone nicked your wand brother? You are acting like Hagrid's slugs after a class with Malfoy.

No, I dunno, I reckon I did something awfully stupid last night

What was it? You said no more sneaking into Snape's den by yourself

No! It's not that, it's just-

Fred's heart stopped, Y/n was coming out of the great hall, walking without any direction, slowly, lost in her own thoughts, getting dreadfully close to their spot on the grass. George followed his twin gaze and immediately knew.

No you didn't

Shut Up

You knob head! What did you do to her? She's literally an angel and you knew she was in love with you, you said you weren't ready

Shut it George!

Fred was literally screaming in whispers and that caught y/n's attention, their eyes locked for some seconds but then she turned away visibly pissed.

George hit Fred on the head.

You, me, quidditch pitch NOW!

Y/N was swallowing her tears, she couldn't let anyone seeing her like this, they would know she was a fool. An easy one. She was feeling extremely self conscious, she was ugly and naive and boring and stupid. Fred's expression was tattooed on her brain, the feeling that she wasn't wanted, ugh. Loud evil thoughts screaming all of her flaws, everyone's eyes were on her, she was painfully digging her nails on her hand to prevent public crying when she ran into on Neville.

Oh h- hi Y/n, how's your day?

She looked at his eyes, not knowing what to say, and started crying.

Blimey, y/n did I hurt you? Wanna go to Madame Pomfrey? I can carry you if you need me to! Please don't cry I didn't mean it! I'm sorry!

Neville was freaking out, his tender words making her cry even harder, all of the things she wanted Fred to say were coming out from Neville's mouth as if he knew exactly what she needed. It was ridiculous. This whole situation was rubbish.

Nev, no! It's not you, I'm sorry, its fine. I'm fine.

Y-you don't look fine. Sorry I mean

yeah I know, it's just complicated.

They stood in silence for a moment, finally Neville got an idea.

C-come with me, I'll show you something.

Y/n was cleaning her tears with her sleeve. Considering Neville's proposition. She didn't wanted to be alone on the dorm again or worse, at the common room, so she agreed.

Neville guided her to the most predictable of all places at Hogwarts: the greenhouse. She hided a smile, it was such a Neville move to assume some plants would make her feel better. She appreciated the gesture tho, he could have just ignore her or mock and leave. But she knew Neville was not that kind of guy. However, she was wrong about him, he hadn't just took her to see some weird plants moving, they were in a hidden corner of the greenhouse, looking at a blanket behind a table full of dirt and seeds.

What are we supposed to...

Shhh

Neville crouched and removed the blanket with great care and 3 small kitties appeared inside a box.

Y/n died of tenderness, to Neville's satisfaction she looked so much better than before, her energy totally shifted while she carefully tried to got closer to the sleeping creatures. They had been born 2 weeks earlier in the greenhouse, their mom sadly didn't make it through so Professor Sprout and him had been looking out for the baby's.

He sat on the ground and made a space for y/n, she followed and beamed on the little fellows.

She looked like a totally different person now, it was one of his favorite things to see. People could change so much according to their emotions, they could be totally different persons through the day, so he always had to check on them before interacting. Something inside him told him that he could trust her so, he took out his tiny can and started to roll up.

Y/n was mesmerized, she loved cats so much and had always wanted one of her own but her mother was totally against it. It took her a few minutes to look away and noticed what Neville was doing. She was shocked.

I- if it makes you feel uncomfortable I can save it for later.

She couldn't say a word. Neville was about to put his stash away when she forced herself to speak

N-No! Uhm, it's ok it's just, I never thought you-

Its just a plant, I look it up! Compared to some day use potions it's harmless you know.

I know, I've tried some back home with my childhood friends, it's just that it's kinda illegal for muggles, and very rebellious of you.

Neville laughed, he was way more confident than ever, y/n couldn't believe it, he seemed like a whole different guy. "It's always the quiet ones" her grandma has said. She watched him concentrated in the task, effortlessly rolling a joint with his long delicate fingers, such a beautiful hands made her think of Fred. Damn, remembering so suddenly only made things worst, his face while he looked at her half hour ago made her stomach turn in the worst way. Well not the worst at least it wasn't diarrhea...

Neville noticed her vibe changing, her face holding a weird expression.

Do you want to talk about it?

She stared at him, pulling her out of her dumb thoughts. How did he knew?

Are you some sort of legilimency master or something?

He just smiled

Neville Longbottom was a year younger than y/n. They were very cordial on each other, not precisely friends because he wasn't at any of her classes but, she had always had a soft spot for him, because of his family tragedy and the struggle's he had at school. He often forgot about the password to get in the common room so she was always checking on him so he wouldn't be out for too long. She hated people bullying him.

He stopped smiling and rolling, locked his gaze on her and said something that felt like a dash of cold water

You know, I saw what happened last night.

Y/n couldn't hide her disturbance, her lips parted a little bit while he carefully continued

I mean, I saw Fred following you after you left the couch, did he did something to you?

Y/n was still trying to process the sudden revelation, she felt so embarrassed, of course someone watched, probably everyone knew by now, she was feeling hot, shame crawling over her skin, about to dig her nails on her skin to prevent crying again when he put his hand on her's

I- It's ok, I didn't mean to intrude, it's just... even if I like Fred, even if he is someone I look up for, If he hurt you or anything I'll

No! He didn't, don't worry, Im fine, really.

Uhm, ok, you sure?

Yeah, sure Neville, who would have guessed you'll be such a knight on a horse, look at you, hiding all of these personality traits.

Y/n was used to mask her emotions quite well, at least most of the time and even if he make her feel safe, she didn't wanted to spoil the moment by ranting about Fred's horrid actions. She wanted to have some fun, and a spliff with Longbottom was something to tell the kids.

He observed her for a moment and carried on, getting the shit done once and for all.

After some smokes away from the kitties they got back to their sits besides them. Neville had turned on the old record player and after some minutes, a whimsical song started playing with a female voice filling the air. The greenhouse felt like it was coming more alive, the golden light of the autumn sun falling through the glass. Neville was smiling, y/n had her eyes full of sweet dreamy light, the sun hitting perfectly on them while she saw all of the things he loved revealing themselves for her for the first time.

He had always thought that there was some sort of unnamed magic on sharing the things that you loved with someone else.

You know y/n, I'm sure that one of the reasons we are alive is to be understood.

Y/n turned her head away from him and started shaking violently, hands on her face, not a sound coming out.

Hey what's wrong!

Neville was trying to pull her hands out of her face to see if she was choking or something but then she finally managed to laugh out loud and roll on the floor

Ugh, though you were dying or something

She laughed harder

"You can go on your own way" as he said, Neville exclaimed.

Y/n was still trying to recover but put some attention to the song

I don't want to shaking up you know, I wanted him to be my boyfriend, not just fucked him

Neville's face went full red

So, I'm truly the last virgin on Hogwarts? Cheers.

Oh no Neville don't say that, there are first years that haven't -

Neville laughed

Shut it you damn creep

They fall in silent again, and some fierce song filled the room.

Damn Neville that's good, what is it?

Fleetwood Mac, it's American.

I had never ever heard of them, are they new?

Nah

How did you came to have such a gourmet taste in music?

Ahm, this is my mother's, she kinda lent it to me.

Y/n felt silent, the weight of Neville's words falling over her, she knew what had happened to Neville's parents, she found out one day from professor McGonagall talking to Madam Rosmerta on the Three broomstick s. Y/n had felt so much sorrow for it all.

Neville felt the need to fill the silent

L-last nights record was mine too you know, Andromeda Black send it to my mother as a gift some years ago.

Oh wow, really?

Yeah, she's like a muggle record dealer for wizards with strange interests.

Y/n was lying on the floor looking at the clouds through the ceiling windows. Neville was such a bad ass behind the scenes, he was probably the coolest kid in the whole school

How can you be so cool? You are not even trying, it's so not fair Longbottom.

He felt a twist inside his stomach, cheeks wildly blushing. One of the things he liked the most from y/n was that she always said the things she thought about people to their faces, specially compliments, must of the people would be embarrassed to say such nice things to others, scared of what they could interpret, but not y/n. She was brave and sweet at the same time.

It started to get dark, they were really hungry, exhausted from all the laughter.

Ugh I'm so hungry but I don't want to go and have dinner with all of the Gryffindor's. I'm usually with them and everyone will notice me not talking to them.

Neville had an idea.

Why don't you go to my room and wait, I'll bring us dinner.

Really? Would you do that?

Sure

Neville stood and helped Y/n who had sleeping legs, he made her run and the laughed all the way up to the castle.

They had a great dinner, never shutting up about their favorite desserts, records and bands, the fact that Neville didn't knew that much about muggle concerts or y/n didn't knew about the wizard's society because she was a muggle born.

They pulled the curtains and made a silence spell to avoid Ron and the others, prolonging their now sleepover.

They were awfully comfortable, a weird feeling of belonging pulling them. They felt like they had known each other all their lives. They fell asleep while they shared secrets under the covers.

#hp fandom #fred weasly x reader #neville longbottom x reader #fred weasley smut #neville longbottom fluff #fred weasley #hp #george weasley #weasley twins

[echowithpain]

Finally watched the 100th episode of 911, gonna give a few quick thoughts:

Wasn't a musical so 0/10 Literally unwatchable

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Moving on:

Bi Buck confirmed in canon holy shit fucking finally! Get fucked deniers!!!! Also while I don't necessarily like Tommy's character cause of past seasons, I'll accept him as a plot device to help the GA finally see and understand Buck is Bi

Jealous Buck was hilariously adorable (I could practically hear a puppy whine when Eddie was asking if he was free so he could watch Chris 🤣)(also Eddie in sunglasses almost the entire episode was a whole ass mood 😂)

The bachelor segment was funny and I loved Josh and Maddie being so excited (also the fact Maddie sent the 118 so they could see what was happening 😂)

The woman accidentally killing her son cause of her brain bleed was sad but it didn't really hit me? Like oh my god, this woman killed her son without realizing it and it's super awful, but I just thought "Damn, that sucks 😕" no real strong emotions about it but I know not every emergency had to emotionally destroy you

HARRY!!! Oh my god he's grown up so much??? Holy shit I barely recognized him! And all his scenes with Athena were amazing. I also loved Bobby seeing how Harry made Athena some waffles, her favorite, he immediately knew something was up. King shit 👑 Plus the callback to the stop on the highway and talking about the unfairness of pressures put on everyone in life especially Black People was incredible. Also Harry calling her a great mom and her reaction to that just made me 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 It reminded me of when that Jeffrey guy kidnapped Harry and told Athena she wasn't a mom who's a cop, she's a cop who just so happens to be a mother. WELL SHE PROVED YOU WRONG DIDNT SHE ASSHOLE!!!!! GET FUCKED IN HELL!!!!

Ravi was back!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 And I loved every second of him 😂😂😂 Him asking questions just to be silenced and ignored by Buck 😂💖 "Looks like one of us is going in the sewer." *silence* "I'm going in the sewer." Fucking love Anirudh 🥰

The basketball scene was great until Buck knocked Eddie over of course. I was just waiting for at least some kind of apology that never came 😮‍💨💔 Also Chim name dropped Albert!!!! Holy shit they remembered he exists!!! Honestly didn't see that coming 😂

Alrighty! The 100th episode was amazing!!! And my true score of it is 9/10

Didn't care for Tommy's character cause of past seasons (-1/2 point) and didn't really feel the horror of the woman accidentally killing her son (-1/2). I usually wouldn't let emergencies like that influence my score, but they way they tried to go back to it and have you feel emotions I just didn't feel like was a tad jarring and pulled me from the episode a bit when everything else going on made me actually feel stuff.

So now that Buck being confirmed Bi is out of the way...

NEXT EPISODE EDDIE AND MARISOL BREAK UP LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO!!!!! AND ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

The episode is literally called "You Don't Know Me". Bye Bitch 😎 ✌️

See you guys then 😘✨

ALSO BE PREPARED FOR THE TWO WEEK BREAK AFTERWARDS!!!!!!

Keep your sanities please, I'm warning y'all again ahead of time

#911 abc #911 on abc #911 show #911 season 7 #911 s7 #911 spoilers #911 buck #911 eddie #911 albert #911 athena #911 chimney #911 maddie #911 bobby #911 chris #911 ravi #911 harry #911 josh #911 #echos essays

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

How To Upset Mother Earth

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed ✨ No Chick Flick Moments ✨ Witches, Bitches, and Beasts ✨ Cursed or Not ✨ Poison Lips and True Love's Kiss ✨ Swallowing Hard Truths ✨ Salt and Burn ✨ Five More Minutes ✨ A Hell of an Identity Crisis ✨ Spilling Tea and Baring Teeth ✨ How to Break a Devil

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, magic, fighting, PTSD, Kells being a dick, fear of breaking up, relationship issues, slamming doors, crying, groping , come-ons, fighting in front of someone else, mentions of past SA, mentions of death, secrets getting revealed, Tom is still sketchy but we love him, leash and choker, making up, mentions of guns and hunting, boys in love ⚰️ rating: mature

Things felt slightly awkward around the cottage the next day. Two ancient beings with social issues who realize they might mean more to each other than what they thought could find a million different reasons not to be in a room together. Dom knew he shouldn't enjoy it, hell- he still wasn't sure what was going on because neither would tell him, but for at least part of the day he just sat back sipping his tea and trying not to giggle. The problem started when they both tried to use him as a reason to ignore each other. Tom wanted his help in the garden and his lover wanted him at the makeshift shooting range or back in the bedroom. Of course the last sounded like the most fun but Keliphos was a little strange about that as well. He was overreacting after letting himself be the omega's bitch and going full bastard.

Every time the two crossed paths they would pause a moment and stare at each other. The witch would start to open his mouth but the devil would clear his throat and walk away. He would normally beeline for the Hunter and pick him up, carrying him to their room. Dom supposed it was a good excuse to be out of the main part of the house but once alone he would pause and stutter. The boy knew it might be strange after he fucked his lover but he didn't think it would be so bad.

After the fifth time the nephalem carried him to their room only to try and walk away again with some dumbarse excuse, the Hunter was fed the fuck up. Before the beast could escape he ran around the giant and stood in front of the door. Kells stopped short, taking a step back and crossing his arms. The wanker was even walking and standing differently and the punk had never been so proud of himself.

"I need to finish the range." He huffed but he wouldn't even look his lover in the eyes.

"You need to get the fuck over ya'self. So wha'? You took it up the arse and now we done? Fuck you." Oh. He hadn't realized that underneath all the annoyance at his partner's alpha idiocy he was actually hurting. "And fuck you for tha' too!" He knew the devil was reading his mind, he always was. Dom wanted to feel like they were closer after something so intense, not that his cock could break them up. Not that they were together… he didn't date. "I let you inside me Kells. I let you where I ain't even let me'self before we met! You don't get to act like a bastard when it's finally fair play. 'Ow bloody dare you!"

The demon was left stunned when his bitch unloaded on him then turned to open the door and storm off. He didn't even think the human had realized how upset he was so he certainly hadn't caught it. In the middle of their session the day before he had felt incredible. He had felt emotions he didn't even know he had. But after coming down and thinking about it, it hit him how soft he'd been. That as an alpha he'd let his omega take care of him. With everything else overwhelming him that was just too much and he couldn't face it. He didn't even realize it might be hurting his mate.

"I'm not fucking leaving- what the fuck?" He growled, stalking after the boy but he'd waited too long and didn't catch up with him until they were outside and Dom was close to his car. The problem was that the witch was in his garden and watching them while trying to act like he wasn't. Fuck. "Let's go back inside? Come talk to me. You can't just leave."

"No! You been an arse. I don't wanna be alone wiv you." The kid snapped back and he felt his true nature creeping up. He didn't get upset at Dom, he loved the human even if he couldn't say it. He wouldn't face their real first fight like the asshole Dom seemed to think he was. Shiiit. When the boy tried to open LuLu's door he closed it with his magic and that got Dom more fired up than anything. "WHA'? You don't want me now! You saw 'eaven on me cock and now you terrified. You finally feeling summat when you fhought you couldn't and you such a pussy you're scared!"

Kells was left blinking, his supernatural glare melting away to its human lie. He didn't know what to say but whatever would be smart wasn't what came out of his mouth. "Pretty fucking sure of yourself for a virgin, huh?" He was pretty sure he heard Tom laugh at that one but maybe he was just so overwhelmed he needed to burn the world down around him.

Dom took a deep breath and pushed off from where he was leaning against his car. He put a little sway in his hips as he stepped to his lover and snaked a hand around the bastard's waist to grope between his cheeks. "I know you Kells. I've bloody seen you broken open and desperate. If I was naked right now you wouldn't even be able to fight me. If I wanted you on ya knees you'd be begging. I may be a virgin but I still made you cry. Go on, tell me ya don't like it. Tell me ya 'ate still feeling me inside you. Why is you so scared to feel? To let me take care of you?"

The devil swallowed hard a few times, he could feel his cock waking up between them because Dom was right. He could still feel him with every step. Every deep breath he didn't need. Still though… "I'm the alpha, I'm supposed to take care of you."

Dominic pulled away like he'd been burned. His brain felt like a 1998 PC attempting to boot up after a crash. He was so confused he almost couldn't fathom what had just come out of his lover's mouth. He couldn't mean what it sounded like. "Oi! Fuck all the way off wiv tha', you! You 'ave got to be fucking wiv me! You 'aving me on, yeah? Ain't tha' fucking sexist and outdated. Please! You me fucking boyfriend Kells, not me daddy! You don't own me and you best never say summat so- so- EW!" He lost a little steam as he went but an idea struck him. "Next time I 'ear such bullshite I'm putting you naked on a lead until you realize we fucking EQUAL! I want to take care of yas, you right twat! I love you, it's wha' ya do in a relationship! Fuck right off. God!" He was so disgusted and worked up, his emotions right on the surface like they had been for days. He didn't even realize how much he'd let slip until his devil just stared at him blankly.

Kells watched as Dom's face went pink before tears welled his jade eyes. Tommy scoffed and threw something at the demon that he didn't even try to sidestep. It hit him in the shoulder and bounced off but he was too dumbstruck to care what it was. The Hunter loved him? They were… boyfriends? Without saying a word he snapped his fingers and a collar appeared around his neck- pink and studded with a chain leash that he held out to his omega as he dropped to his knees and pressed his face against the human's belly. "I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. You're right, I know better. You're so much stronger than me. I- I love you too." That sunlight and honey scent helped calm him but he was still terrified to be denied.

Dominic sighed, tears flowing down his cheeks as he took the lead from the devil and rolled his eyes. It seemed a bit much to him but he knew what the demon was trying to do. Fuck, how did he end up with a beast on a leash? A fucking boyfriend? He let his free hand pet through the wanker's hair but he didn't know what to say. Thankfully Tom interrupted and for once he was happy for it. He didn't know what to do.

"I told you you're mates. I trust you with him. You feel that fear? That pit in your stomach telling you to do better? Mates aren't just lovers you-" The witch took a breath. He cared more about the devil than he had wanted to admit but maybe that was exactly what was needed. "Your mother would be incredibly disappointed considering he was an omega. He fought for his life and yours. Neither of them need to be taken care of, you talk like that again I won't have to kick your ass, Dom will, all by himself. Col-"

"Don't you fucking call me that-" Before Kells could finish whatever growl he was about to spit at the other ancient Dom tugged hard at the leash.

"Is tha' wha' you wanna say to 'im or you gonna be bloody 'onest?" The Hunter huffed, letting up on the chain but he never stopped running his fingers through the devil's hair. He wasn't angry anymore, he just wanted everyone to be open for once.

"It's weird when you say it. I- I saw you. I remembered you. I was running to my mom and you picked me up. Called yourself Mitéra. Isn't that what Aphrodite called you?" Keliphos wasn't used to having honest and calm conversations but the longer Dom kept him held tight against his belly the cooler his fear and rage was becoming.

Tom stood frozen a moment. He wasn't quite sure how to dig himself out of that one, but now that he knew who the halfling was to him… Could he tell them everything? It would be a first. "You know Greek." He stated simply and the devil nodded.

"Mother. She and I both called you mother." Kells whispered, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend's waist. It felt strange kneeling and having a conversation when Tom was behind him but maybe it made it easier that he couldn't see him.

"She called me that because… I'm more than just what you believe I am. I helped shape the world and then I had to watch the other's like me destroy it. I hid from everything, I didn't want to interfere more than helping the humans protect themselves. I lived with the fae for many years because they took in strays I suppose. Like your mother. When he made it there I… we cared for each other. Even though we were different species I called him mate and you called me Mitéra. I can't breed in the way you all can so watching him… I fell in love- with both of you. When Rami and you were stolen from me I went even deeper into hiding. I don't believe in war but I wanted to help, I just didn't wish to get close to anyone ever again." He sighed, his gaze landing on Dom. He couldn't tell them everything but that was more than he'd shared with anyone for a millennia. "Until you." He smiled softly and the human blushed. "You're all my family now and while I don't believe in fighting, I'll do anything to protect what's mine. You've given me hope we can at least avenge your mother if not save him. I've never explicitly lied I don't believe, but I've hid plenty. I hope you can forgive me. I don't know how to do any of this."

Dominic scoffed a soft laugh, it was wet and filled with tears but it felt absurd that Tom was worried. None of them were good at that shite. "Of course Tom, nuffin to forgive."

"Wait… if Aphrodite called you- who are you?" Kells asked before he could stop himself. His mind was circling too fast, he couldn't make sense of any one thing. It was hard enough to grasp he'd had a happy childhood with parents who loved him but the rest? "You're a god?" He asked bluntly, turning his head enough to meet the witch's.

"I'm a witch. An ancient. It doesn't matter who I am." Tom rushed to say, he didn't know why he was scared but he was terrified it would change how they looked at him.

"You just said you're not an omega, but the Greek pantheon calls you mother? Why?" He pressed, his eyes taking in the forest surrounding them. The forest that was technically on a fae plane of existence. A forest that had things he knew had been extinct for centuries.

"I'm… a goddess, not a god. It doesn't matter. Please Col? I changed myself so they wouldn't pull me into their battles. I don't want to be known as anything more than what I am." He couldn't force the man not to push but he hoped he wouldn't. He was scared if it was uttered aloud the others might hear. Wherever they were.

Dom tugged his leash again and Keliphos went quiet, snapping his jaw shut but it was hard. He was a curious asshole, pushy as fuck- it was his main character trait and he wasn't sure how his mate had already forgotten. There was one name he remembered not seeing on the list of gods and goddesses, he hadn't thought it was weird at the time but now… He knew almost without a doubt two things- the witch standing near him was his family, maybe more than anyone besides Dom, and that man he called Mitéra once upon a time was THE earth goddess. He called Gaia his mom. Shit.

"So wha's all 'is about mates 'en?" Dom asked, trying to change the subject. The silence felt too thick and it worried him a fight would brew. He could already feel his stomach turning.

Tom gave the boy a thankful smile. At least that he could explain, he just hoped neither of them started asking more about how he knew the kid or what he knew about him. Like he said, he didn't lie but he hid plenty. It was what he knew was best for them all. "You've marked each other. He does technically own you-" He hummed, pausing long enough to watch the demon smirk before he added- "And you own him. With how strong it feels I'm not sure what will happen if one of you dies. You're linked to each other forever. It's deeper than a marriage, it's forever." He explained, hoping for their sake that they would take what he said as gospel and the human would stop risking himself and their family for revenge. He didn't feel comfortable telling them anything else yet. He wasn't sure they could handle it and he wasn't even positive he was correct.

"But you said Ramiel was ya mate and you alive." The boy quipped, annoyed that he was basically being told he was a risk to Keliphos.

"We didn't… consummate it as such." Tom blushed.

"Oh so that's where you learned to be a prude." The nephalem joked and got choked just a little for it.

"Rami had been taken advantage of, I couldn't… it wouldn't be right." The ancient whispered, holding himself tight.

The lovers shared a look, they had both been taken advantage of though thankfully Dom had gotten away before things got as bad as it had for the angel. His mate wasn't so lucky but hell was hell and there was no quicker way to break an alpha. The devil's shoulders dropped and he held his omega closer, nuzzling until the human's skin was exposed and he could rest there, breathing him deep.

"Well we'll get 'im back for boff of yas. 'En you can mate 'im proper. He ain't dead. I don't believe tha'." Dom didn't want to say he thought that way because he knew how sick Astaroth was but it was true. The bastard would certainly want to keep someone like that if only to torture the son who hated him.

Tom nodded, watching the alpha follow instincts he didn't understand. It was a beautiful thing but he knew he had to help them find a way to protect the human. Dom couldn't help in this war but he couldn't say why. Not yet. "If we're all finished… feeling, why don't I fix dinner while you test the Colt?" He offered, wiping his hands on his pants. He was covered in dirt but that was his favorite thing. He loved the scent of the Earth all over him. "Please don't destroy my garden?" He teased to lighten the mood before he turned to go inside. He knew they would but that was alright. He could fix anything broken or clean up any mess they made. It was his job as their mother after all though, wasn't it?

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

Have some plot! It's a little intense but at least they're finally talking and feeling. These boys are a bit of a mess but that's okay, I just hope for their sake Dom is right about Ramiel. Kells can't even emote without leashing himself 😂 What is Tom still hiding? Will Dom agree to stay home? Will they find Ramiel? Keep reading to find out! Thank you so much ⚰️🖤

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[v-anrouge]

Ok I decided I'm redoing my match up thing, it was too messy

What I look for in a man:

I don't wanna say this but he's gotta be handsome (shallow I know but hey at least I admit it) but he's also gotta be kind enough to me so I don't feel like a worthless piece of shit whenever he talks to me (bonus points if he's got a hot voice)

Love Language (recieving):

Words of Affirmation (says almost every Asian child ever) and gift giving are major love languages I have for recieving

Love Language (giving):

Physical touch/intimacy, I had this era as a kid where I'd rub on my mom and sister like a cat, it was annoying for them but that's just how I showed me love for them. Playfully hitting is also included like it a little bap on the head, sometimes I underestimate my strength and hurt the person I do that to and it makes me feel terrible.

Things about myself my s/o should very much know:

I'm a lazy, cynical and very pessimistic person (also very neurodivergent coded) I will cry if they're mean to me a lot and I will curse them out if they're mean to me a lot. It entirely depends on how I feel after waking up. Very much anger issues (working on it dw). I find crying attractive which is very weird and I don't wanna dive into that can of worms just yet.

Resting Bitch Face is my default which scares babies apparently and that's why they don't like me? Children are scary but I do want them. Every Time I see a cute baby I will say 'i love babies 🥹' (yes the emoji is included). It's a forever ongoing baby fever for me.

If you're gonna be with me you need to know how to listen cause if I think you're not I'll either A: stop talking and say nevermind or B: annoy you into listening to me. This again, entirely depends on my mood.

Being dramatic cause I like drama? Nah

I'm dramatic cause I never got attention from my dad as a child. Ig that's part of why I seek male validation, sad. I dunno what else to add 🤷🏻‍♀️ (have my first draft for the ppl that see this ig)

Guess who's asking for a match up (spoiler: it's me)

Favorite color: obvs purple 🙄 (why did I add this 😭)

Uhhh I'm super lazy and very much depressed, I will get angry if you ignore my very obvious mental struggles. (I also just get really angry in general but SHHHH) also very cynical and apathetic to most things, sleepy 24/7.

I make characters so they can live a life I can only dream of...hmmm what else...I'm smart-ish (if top 7 of my grade for 8 consecutive terms counts as smart) anddddd I like writing and making up storylines. My favorite thing to do is read (not the classics, they bore me tbh, but I guess Holes and Midsummer's Night Dream is ok)

I very much often ramble into tangents and can be seen as a bitch apparently cause yay social anxiety doesn't like me talking to other ppl ✨ toxic friendship frr‼️ I'm more expressive on the internet than I am in real life bc no one knows who I am behind the screen (unless you doxx me but pls don't ♥️) and that comforts me.

I have ADD, MILD autism and 💩 crippling depression 💩

I like being dramatic bc I didn't get much attention from my dad as a kid and he went to buy milk ig 🤷🏻‍♀️. I always look high in pictures and I hate taking them cause I always look high.

What else...hmmm I like singing and dancing when I think no one's watching and I despise- no I abhor when ppl try to force me into doing things I don't wanna do. I like food a lot and will cry if it has no flavor. Donuts are 👌🏼 . I was 100% a menace as a kid and awfully gullible. And I'm very good at holding grudges as well (my longest grudge is over a decade long-)

And I think that's abt it? There's probs more but I'm tired

homie gave me their entire autobiography holy fuck /pos

I MATCH YOU WITH!!

MALLEUS this man LIVES to spoil you he just loves hugging you from behind and smiling as he shows you a beautiful (and extremely expensive) necklace he got done for you, the necklace is enchanted so that it'll always be in pristine condition, the gem's color change in the light naturally but you can see they also have a bit of magic on them, everyday this man will smile and compliment your stunning flawless looks with a smile on his face, if he had his tail out it would be wagging so hard he'd cause an earthquake

at first malleus would be very confused on why you hit him and think he had done something wrong but when you tell him it's just your way of showing affection he'll say you can use him as punching as much as you want to with a cute little smile, malleus won't ever hit you back because 1- he is way stronger than you and would definitely hurt you 2- what kind of man would he be if he hurt the one he is so deeply in love with??

he loves any affection you give him, in the beginning of your relationship malleus always went a bit stiff when you showed him a lot of affection because he isn't used to it but even back then he already did enjoy your affection he just didn't know how to react to it, now he is already very used to it, to the point he'll get a bit pouty if he doesn't get his morning hug and kiss

malleus is aware of your mental health and he does everything in his power to help you heal and feel better, malleus does not like fighting and he isn't used to being mean, sometimes he could say something a bit hurtful but it's just because he isn't completely socially aware, please talk to him if he ever hurts you and he'll immediately apologize and promise to never say anything like that ever again, he'll spend the rest of the day spoiling you to make up for that, he says it's because he feels terrible and although he isn't lying you both know malleus just really enjoys spoiling u

malleus loves reading to you, he'd really enjoy it if you could sit on his lap as he reads a book you picked out, his voice is very pleasant to listen and honestly very calming so most of the times you end up falling asleep, when that happens malleus kisses your forehead and hugs you tighter making sure you're having the sweetest dreams ever

both of you are seen as intimidating so as soon as you two step into any place everyone is immediately looking at you two, an intense intimidating aura filling the entire place as you two walk together before malleus picks up a silly little plushie and tells you that it reminds him of you and start gushing over it as if u two were completely alone, to be fair, whenever malleus is with you you're the only thing he cares about

malleus is over the moon when he discovers that you'd like to have children since he will be a king that is basically a necessity, it doesn't matter if you two adopt or have the child yourselves malleus will make sure you and his little baby/babies are always happy and comfortable, he'll spoil both u and ur child/children rotten and would be constantly cooing over them, however he is extremely protective of you and your child/children so he tends to growl at strangers that approach u 💀

other possibilities: kalim, lilia & trey

#･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ asks ‧ֺ․۬‧˖⁀➷ #･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ stinkies ‧ֺ․۬‧˖𑁤 #=͟͟͞♡ dummy ˖˚⊹=͟͟͞ ͟͟͞͞➳ #･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ raccoonpid ‧ֺ․۬‧˖‿➹

[strawberries-and-summer-days]

MEET ME AT MIDNIGHT . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

pairing: Show!Luke Castellan x apollo!fem!reader!

warnings: swearing, angst, derogatory names.

a/n: lol im actually so sorry this took me so long to post, cause of this lovely thing called ✨writers block✨ anyhoo i hope you enjoy :))

part one: Midnight Troubles

The first thing you said when Chiron started the game of capture the flag was.

"Fuck yeah."

For a multitude of reasons. One being the obvious, it’s capture the flag you wanna win. And two... that bitch from cabin 10.

It's been like a week since that incident in the night and you've practically stalked the girl (within reason of course you're not that creepy).

She's on the red team and Luke...

Luke has tried talking to you for most of the week but you've brushed past him ignoring him.

He didn't fucking say anything.

Of course you're angry with him. Who the hell wouldn't be angry when their best-friend-who-might've-actually-maybe-kinda-possibly-wanted-to-be-more-than-friends?

So yes you're pissed at Luke. But even more pissed at that girl. Who you still don't know the name of and at this point you don't care. You just wanna teach the bitch not to mess with you again.

You race off into the forest following the plan Annabeth had set in, your mind focused on perimeter control and hoping to the high heavens that Cabin 10 girl comes along so you can help her in her journey of connecting with the earth. And maybe a foot to her ass will do just that.

You stand along the border, weapon in hand watching, waiting for someone to show up. Sometimes this game is boring, gods.

Fucking Luke.

Maybe you should shove your foot up his ass too.

A loud whistle pierces through the air signalling that our team has the flag and that everyone should be on the lookout.

A laugh erupts from your side and you spin. Ooh look everyone it's blonde bitch from cabin 10! Woo hoo!

"Well hello there y/n," she smirks, her two friends flanking her on either side.

You roll your eyes, and fight the urge to gag.

"Hi there, Phyllis."

"It's Lily."

"That's what I said, Phyllis."

"Lily."

"Phyllis."

"Li-"

"Li-" you repeat struggling to hide your smirk.

"ly-"

"ly-" oh gods this is hard not to laugh at.

"Lily."

"Phyllis."

"Ugh I'm so sick of you," the Cabin 10 bitch - who's apparently called Lily (bitch girl is better though) - says.

"Then leave?"

"No. I'm not done with you, you interrupted me and Luke's plans the other night and so I'm here for revenge."

You're overflowed with the temptation to actually kill the girl. Who cares if you lose dessert for a week, right? But you think better of it when you picture Luke's disappointed look- NOPE NOT GOING THERE.

Cabin 10 bitch smiles darkly. "Are you gonna run whore?"

I twist your head slightly so the three of them can't see the evil smile slide over your face. This is going to be fun. Sure you're not the most talented swordswoman, but you can certainly throw hands when you want to.

A light rustle catches your attention and you look out to the distance searching for maybe another camper coming to sabotage, but come up with nothing.

"Slut? Are you listening to me?" Bitch girl asks. "Are you gonna be a pussy and run?"

Smiling, you turn back to her. Bitch girl's smile falters ever so slightly when she sees the deranged expression on your face.

"No, I'm not gonna run."

She launches and slaps you, jerking your head to the side. Your face burns and your mouth fills with blood when you bite down to stop from laughing. The fuck did she think that was? A good punch?

"What? You afraid you can't throw a punch like me?" That does it. You crack up bending over, heaving with laughter.

"Oh fuck yeah, this is great, holy shit."

Confusion flutters over bitch girl's face, "what?"

"Phyllis, Phyllis, Phyllis," you tut. "That's not how you throw a punch." You swing around and slam your fist into her face. "That is how you throw a punch."

Bitch girl stumbles back and shrieks when she feels blood pouring from her nose. "Oh my god! Oh my god! My nose! My nose! Noo! Not my nose! Bella! Carrie! Oh my god help me!"

Well one; that was anticlimactic, and two; you really thought that Phyllis would put up more of a fight.

All three girls fly into a frenzy crying over bitch girl's nose. You think you hear a rustle again and spin around trying to see if someone is there - but again nothing.

The horn sounds in the distance and cheers erupt, someone has the flag. But right now all you can think about is the three crying girls behind you.

Anger boils under your skin and you turn around seething. "Could you all stop crying for like two seconds, you bitch!"

You grip the asshole's hair and drag her backwards, throwing her down onto the ground, not caring if she lands on a rocky surface. "You, are fucking lucky that I want dessert this week more than I want you dead. And believe me bitch, that I really, really want you dead."

Spinning around, ignoring the fear in all three of their eyes, you stalk back towards camp shoving off any and all campers who are jumping on you in celebration. "Fuck off," you mutter and slam the door to your cabin. Your siblings, knowing better than to talk to you when you're in this mood, steer clear of you. You rip into one of the hidden bags underneath your bed, grabbing what you need and march your way back out to the showers.

Making a bee-line for the showers you know with certainty that all the Aphrodite kids use because 'they're the cleanest'. Once you tamper with the showers you slip out and have your own shower in a non-tampered one, washing away the anger you were feeling.

You slip into some comfy clothes and as you walk out of the bathroom drying your hair you bump straight into someone. "Oh! Sorry!" You say dropping the empty container - direct proof that you are guilty for whatever is about to happen to the cabin 10 bitch.

Luke looks down and picks up the bottle, raising an eyebrow at you. Scowling, you snatch the bottle back and shoulder past him, only stopping when you feel his hand on your wrist.

"Y/n."

"No."

"Y/n."

"No, Luke. I said no."

"Y/n, please," Luke begs. "Just hear me out."

Spinning around with a frown etched on your face you meet Luke's eyes. His face is the epitome of pain.

"What? So now you wanna talk?" you hiss. "Now?"

"Y/n please!" Luke pleads, his eyes burning. "Can we... can we just talk?"

Now listen, you're still pissed at Luke, you definitely are, but you're still desperately in love with him as well. And yes. You've been angry at him, but you've also missed him horribly.

You've missed the way his eyes would stare at you softly when you sang, trying to steal glances subtly.

You've missed the way he would grin when he saw you wearing his hoodie.

You've missed the way he would promise to protect you whenever you were scared in the dark.

So yeah... bottom line maybe you miss him... sorta... kinda... okay yeah you miss him.

Still pissed though. Very pissed.

"Fine," you relent. "You wanna talk? Talk."

Luke looks slightly surprised and takes a breath. "Um, meet me after the campfire for cabin checks okay?"

You clench your jaw and sigh. "Sure, yeah, whatever," you wave a hand and continue drying your hair, making your way back to your cabin.

~~~

To say Luke was pissed was an understatement.

A really big understatement.

Who is Luke pissed at I hear you ask?

Himself.

Him-fucking-self.

What in the actual fucking world is wrong with him? What. In. The. World. Is. Wrong. With. Him? Like seriously.

He must have really lucked out in the asshole-best-friend-who-definitely-is-in-love-with-you-but-has-ruined-his-chances-cause-he-fucked-up department.

He was basically the biggest asshole in the world and was certain y/n was going to make him grovel tonight.

Loud screams rips out of the girls bathroom suddenly and a smirk appears on his face knowing the bottle that y/n had dropped earlier had something to do with the fact that that the three girls from Aphrodite that were bothering earlier - yes that may have been him wearing Annabeth's cap - looked like a beaten purple grape.

~~~

Nobody had stopped snickering at the Aphrodite girls since they came out of the showers looking like a pack of deranged grapes on a quest for revenge.

Even now as you told two kids to get back to their cabins on your rounds you could hear them snickering about the angry grapes that had taken over camp.

Smiling to yourself you continue on your path to where Luke wanted to meet, stopping dead when you see a soft glow emitting from down the path.

"What the...?"

A soft gasp escapes your lips when you see the fairy-lights strung around the small clearing, Luke's back is turned away from you and his shoulders are slumped slightly as he looks out to the water.

You clear your throat ever so slightly and Luke spins around so fast he almost stumbles to the ground.

"Hey... y/n."

"Hi, you."

"What's this?" you ask motioning to the soft blinking lights, creating a haze around Luke almost like a halo. ""What's this?" you ask motioning to the soft blinking lights, creating a haze around Luke, almost like a halo.

"I just wanted to make sure it wasn't dark," he offered shrugging.

You melt right there and then - internally of course - Luke still has to grovel and shit and he is not getting out of doing it.

"You wanted to talk, Luke?" You spit, completely surprised by the anger that overtakes you. "Talk."

"Okay, okay," Luke breathes out. "I wanna start by saying that I know you were behind the shower prank."

"Not a great start Castellan."

"And that I think you're badass for it." You raise your eyebrows at him. "That and I want to apologise-"

"Then apologise asshole."

Luke looks at you then with shaky eyes - is that even a thing?? - and takes a deep breath. "Y/n I'm so, so, fucking sorry. I know my word probably means nothing but I wanted to say it." He drops his eyes. "I froze that night. I was so fucking angry with Lily that I was afraid I was going to snap."

Lily? Oh Phyllis.

"That doesn't make up for you not fucking saying anything Luke."

A tortured expression crosses his face. "I know, I know."

"Do you though?" You hiss. "She called me a slut, she called me a whore, Luke! Do you know how much it hurt THAT YOU DIDN'T FUCKING SAY ANYTHING!?"

He flinches slightly at your volume. Tears fill your eyes as the battle you were having with your emotions gets harder, angry tears are new apparently.

"Y/n."

"You know what?" you take a huge breath hiccuping slightly. "I don't deserve this shit. I deserve a best friend who fucking cares about me. Not someone who stands by and says nothing, fucking nothing."

You spin on your heel and start to walk away. Wiping the stream of tears away with the sleeve of your hoodie.

"Y/n!" Luke cries, grabbing your wrist stopping you. "You do deserve a friend like that. Which is why I don't want to be your friend."

You still.

Okay.... that fucking hurt.

Wait... wait... yep still fucking hurts.

"You don't want to be my friend??" You hiss incredulously. "So what the hell is this for? Why do you fucking want to talk to me?"

Luke hesitates for a moment and you huff, "just fuck off."

"I have a reason!" Luke says earnestly. "I do!"

"Then what is it Luke!" you cry. "What? I get it okay, you froze up, were scared you'd kill her, whatever, I don't care! Just fucking tell me why you want to talk to me now? Why don't you want to be my friend?"

When Luke takes a second too long you yank your hand out of his grip and stalk away.

"Because I love you!"

Huh?

Wait what?

WHAT?

TAGLIST: @iammightsadyall, @y0urm0m12, @just35yrsandtrying, @kaceyh24, @dancing-inasnowglobe, @purplerose291, @shoyofroyoyoyo, @purple-imaginess, @spqrkles, @itz-lilywelch,

a/n: i thought it was too long so i cut it short. Let me know if you want a part 3! (writers block is a bitch fr)

#luke castellan #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x y/n #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson #fanfiction #fanfic #percy jackson fic #percy jackson fanfic #emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

[annikasevenshots]

Star Trek Picard: S2E8 Reaction (spoilers)

Guinan's red hair ❤️❤️❤️

SEVEN AND RAFFI AND RIOS <3 <3 <3

HOLY FUCK SEVEN AND RAFFI'S BORG CONVO

I HATE THIS SO MUCH I WAS LITERALLY COMPLAINING HOW THEY LOWKEY IGNORED SEVEN'S UN-BORG-NESS THE OTHER DAY

"You're Seven?" "And who is that exactly to you" GOODBYE. I AM JUMPING OFF A CLIFF

Seven ADAPTING JUST LIKE THAT TO THE DUDE WTF HOLY SHIT WHAT

she just blows me away time after time. and the way jeri plays her as well.

Raffi's little glance when Seven says Agnes is her sister i-

Big, red beard??? Did Agnes leave with the bus punk????

"How's that for analog?" Raffi's little "i-". goodbye. fucking kill me. i'm dead

SEVEN AND RAFFI BEING IN THE SAME PICTURE IN THE DATABASE SO TRUE <3

"I'm only human" don't sing it don't sing it don't s-

"No wonder i'm president" SO TRUE 😭✊

RAFFI'S IMMEDIATE LOOK OF ATTENTION WHEN SEVEN STARTS OPENING UP????? SEVEN NEEDING TO TAKE THE W ON THE "IM NOT BORG" ARGUMENT BUT COMING BACK TO HELP RAFFI ANYWAY???????? NO??????

Seven's voice going back to her deeper cadence when she's talking about the Borg, yes.

NO NOT SEVEN LASHING OUT ON RAFFI HOLY FUCKFUDNCND

"You manipulate" Raffi's hurt in her eyes????? oh no. oh no no no.

"Everyone has to be exactly where Raffi wants them to" I MEAN YES BUT FUCK, MY FEELINGS. YALL DOING THIS WHILE IM EATING MY RICE 😭

Raffi's "um" when she gets back to work mode with Seven???? She's been completely knocked off her - fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

oh my god. seven. as a baby.

WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE LYING ABOUT HER EATING CAR BATTERIES OMFG

Agnes wearing platform boots under her dress so true bestie. did she steal them off the dude???

Oh. My god. Seven being so weak she can't run to Raffi. the cinematography of agnes walking off having kicked their asses. ohhhhhhh my god. OH MY GOD???????

me: dying over seven and raffi

some kid: fOUr CaKEs.

LIKE READ THE ROOM 💀

i still love how Rios and Teresa switch languages. multilingual representation.

i swear to GOD if rios and teresa kiss before saffi—

What is it with this replicator making tummy hurting cake

THEY KISSED BEFORE SAFFI?????? IM RIOTING. BOO. BOOOOOOOO. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Lol rip Q i guess

Q finds meaning in life via Picard? Qcard crumbs

God i was like "are we back to seven and raffi?" and they show me a fucking beverly hills pool

Dr Soong really needs to reinterpret his meaning of thriving lmao

Okayyy but what does Kore achieve by walking out. nothing?

God this episode has felt so long already because Saffi has just drained me. I can't have my moms fighting i have issues okay

"LET ME SEE YOUR NECK" BY GOD THESE TWO HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK

"I'm almost okay" -puts hand on her arm- FUCK FUCK FICKENR

"Can we jump the battery with our tricorder" yes baby your tricorder is a samsung

WHAT. HOLY SHIT????????? ELNOR FLASHBACK

RAFFI FIXING SEVEN'S SHIP EVEN THOUGH SHE WANTS HER TO STAY??? OH MY GOD?????????????

Elnor not working in security because absolute candor? MY GOD WEREN'T WE LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT THIS IN THE DISCORD

HOW DID THE USS SAFFI PREDICT THIS WHOLE EPISODE

yeah i can see raffi being manipulative but hdjshsjsshsnsbsh i don't. fuck. i fuck. FUCK.

"I thought you wanted to follow in my footsteps"

also whew. raffi's words were my childhood. and that's on ✨ helicopter parenting ✨

Also fuck this lowkey renders my Academy graduation fic void now that we know why Elnor stayed

CAN WE STOP INTERRUPTING MOMENTS PLEASE. FUCK.

Agnes talking as Wersching as BQ? iconic. like she literally talks as if wersching was inside of her.

Picard being a monster in the dark so true, he has haunted my dreams since he let agnes be assimilated /j

Did this dude join the FBI because he met a vulcan as a kid once in the rare hopes that aliens would exist

When Picard said he was here to save the galaxy i LAUGHED. IS HE REALLY????? 🤡

omg i thought this episode was ending with the FBI agent and the enterprise theme music. this season is so weird with timing and cuts

What does Renee discover on the Europa mission? Like, dilithium?

in conclusion, i can't do this anymore. will attempt fix it fics in 5-9 business days when i have recovered.

#star trek picard #picard spoilers #seven of nine #raffi musiker #saffi #r/7 #seven x raffi #raffi/seven #seven/raffi #raffi x seven #cristobal rios #agnes jurati #jean luc picard #guinan #adam soong #rios x teresa #i guess #reaction #s2e8

[windblxmes]

Yandere!Izuru Kamukura comforting an s/o who’s been bullied?

So I actually misread this for s/o whos being bullied so I might write something on that too but the inspo with this request means I get to do my favorite part of yanderes ✨kidnappings✨ so thank you (also yay me hopefully writing a one shot) I honestly might write another one bc while I was writing I got inspiration for another one also I’ve been reading a lot of yandere izuru x hajime recently (not the incest ones) and their really good

Yandere Izuru Kamukura with a s/o whos been bullied

TW: Kidnapping, Cursing (I’ll honestly do this in a lot of posts), General Yan Themes

You woke up. You didn’t know where you were but you assume it was a bully weirdly enough you haven’t been being bullied for awhile they just ignored you. You just assumed that someone must’ve actually reported someone being bullied to your crap school so someone had to pay attention for a bit no doubt the bullies thought it was you but nope way to scared of what their gonna do to you when the people stopped caring and turned a blind eye again. But something was different you were on a decently sized bed and there was stuff you liked so accurate that the person must’ve been stalking you for weeks you didn’t think it would be so worth it to lull you into a false sense of comfort. You got up and tried to walk out the door. Locked. Of course it is. You hear footsteps outside the door you rush to the corner of the room grabbing the blanket you were using to try and hide yourself. It wasn’t multiple people it was just one and it seemed like they noticed you. “Y/N what are you doing over here” said the person. You didn’t recognize the person so it most likely wasn’t a bully but then who is this? You peaked out of the blanket to see a man with long black hair, red eyes, and a suit “Holy fuck that’s the guy who I met at the gas station” you said to yourself out loud and it was him you wondered what he wanted from you. “Um what do want with me didn’t I meet you once at a gas station and I don’t think I offended you” you said to him shaking. “Why are you shaking” he asked you “Because I don’t know what your gonna do to me why you have me here like this”. “Oh I forgot about those bullies I had to scare off it’s okay I won’t hurt you” he said and then he pulled you into a hug. “Then why do you have me here” you asked him. “Because I love you”

Ok I’m gonna end it off here because it would be going majorly off request I already think I kinda did but if anyone wants a part 2 request it I wouldn’t be opposed to writing one maybe give me another certain topic to write about in part 2 :) hehe (also I’m gonna try and write my last request on the list tomorrow and then try any other requests I get thank youuuu)

#yandere danganronpa #yandere izuru #yandere izuru kamukura #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x y/n #izuru kamukura #izuru kamakura x reader

[quirkle2]

I noticed you like Legend, (hard not to hah) and I’m wondering if you have any angsty headcanons for the boy?

mmmmm Legend,,

first and most obvious one i can think of is Legend having arthritis!! when it rains his body throbs and aches and he’s usually a bit slower in both travel and battles; maybe he gets injured because he didn’t dodge a swing in time and that’s when the chain discovers it. i know this is in some fics out there, but Legend nearly melts into a pile of pure bliss when Wild takes them to the hot springs in Goron City. no pain!! what is this magic!!!!

hmmmm what do you mean Legend having lichtenburg figures isn’t canon. he’s def got some nerve damage - i like the idea of the scars running down his arms. maybe he can’t feel stuff in his hands sometimes; static grips his fingers and shoots up his wrists and on bad days he can’t feel his sword in his hand. Wars gives him a test to see if he can name his items when they’re placed in his hands with his eyes closed - he can’t.

Legend is absolutely terrified of lightning!! he hates storms because 1) as previously stated, when it rains his whole body goes oof ouchy, and 2) the very sound of thunder nearly stops him in his tracks. on one particularly bad night, when the chain is holed up in a cave while a strong storm passes over, Legend is sitting as far away from the others as he can get and silently trying to reign himself in, thumbing the Green Holy Ring on his finger to remind himself it's there every time he hears lightning. one of them notice - maybe it's Warriors, and maybe even Wild because he recognizes what the eyes darting across the clouds and the hard flinches at the booms really mean. they come to sit next to him, and at first Legend is annoyed but then their shoulder presses against his and the contact somehow grounds him a bit, somehow makes it easier to ignore the storm and focus on the warmth of their skin instead. they don’t comment on his flinches, they don’t tease him for the paranoid posture; they simply sit until the last of the sun rays disappear over the horizon and the storm has dwindled down into a light drizzle and after that? they become Legend’s pillow :) 

Legend hoards as a coping mechanism. he's lost so much, dealt with so much, seen so much in such a short period of time while he's still developing, and maybe he found that hoarding simply fills the void. he's had his rings for years - he's never gotten rid of one. he keeps the outfits he wore in the early days even if they don't fit him anymore. he keeps the bows from his first adventures even though their life spans have long since run out. it bothers him that he doesn't have any physical items from his time on koholint - it's like an inch he can never scratch.

i personally hc that Legend has a limp???? no real reason honestly, and i don’t think i’ve written it into any of my fics. it just. sparks joy. plus it gives me freedom to say something traumatic was the cause of the injury and that creates a little something i like to call ✨ opportunity ✨

(this might not make sense but i haven't played ALBW so idk if this is plausible) when Legend uses Ravio's Bracelet, it's like experiencing death without the permanence. his body isn't a physical thing inside that wall anymore - it's a cluster of particles and stardust and colors, and his eyes aren't real things anymore so he can't see. his lungs can't physically take in air - he can't breathe. he can't hear anything except the quiet, energetic hum of the bracelet's energy. it's like being in a void, it's like he doesn't exist anymore. all the bracelet lets him know of the outside world is where the walls bend and twist, like a mystical echolocation. the magic meter that shows up when you use the bracelet isn't so much for when magic runs out, but for when Legend can no longer hold his breath. he hates using it. he hates using it so fucking much

#anon #qktalks #qkhcs #also sorry this took 89679285691251 years #as soon as i saw the ask all my ideas for Legend ever Instantly left my brain #also a discord friend helped me with the nerve damage one. delicious #ty for the ask!!! this was super fun #Legend is such a good character to yeet angst at #i do it bc i love him <3

[swimmingtvshowghostwoman]

9-1-1 lone star 3013

✨Thoughts throughout the episode ✨

Im super excited for this one because of tarlos and Ronen

Owen 🤢

Grosssssss ewwww why would they have him say tinder!!!!!!!!?????? In front of his son!!!!!

Oh no I feel bad but I definitely laughed

Holy fuck a foot

Lol the song

Holy shit

For a second I thought Paul was screaming

What a cheep joke that was!!!

Awwww tarlos

They are so cute

Carlos looks amazing

 jealous Carlos 🤔😏🧐🤨🤓

He is gonna be like 70 years old

Aww supportive Carlos

This is an amazing scene

Yes he is so sweet

I love them

Ahhhhhh I literally screamed this is just ahhdhdikwmsodkdk

Love them

They are cute and hot and I love it

This has the same vibe as Dean in the sex addict group in spn

Lol this lady

Lol tony

Dammmm that little Touch

Lol I love this lady

Yay Carlos again

Lol a twenty one pilots reference that hasn’t happened in a show I’ve seen in a while

Lol ride

Aww nooo carlos

Don’t feel bad trusted is going to be like 70

Grossss stop showing them !!! If you don’t show tarlos in a episode focusing on them then don’t show them in a episode focusing on tarlos

I don’t care about Owen

Stop giving him lines

Lol okay please make this guy annoying af and Owen be like damm I’m annoying too

I love Tommy and grace

Buttercup🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

I’m with Mateo fuck cats

Okayyyy I love this this guy like Owen joke !!! I like seeing Owen being like this

Make Owen suffer

Damm Carlos being all dammm 😅😂

Same for tk

He dose look nice

Lol tk

70 years old mark my word

Okay no

Fuck

Damm he looks good

So just  straight?

I kinda like seeing Carlos like this idk why it just so in a good way

Lol

Agh Owen

Okay why is it baby duty he is literally the father!!! He is just being a dad not babysitting or duty or whatever!

That is a terrifying cat

I love it when Owen is freaking out

Ewww I hate the compression with the daddy thing

Dammm she looks fineee

I love their friendship

Grace is the best

This is awkward af

I’m sad for this

Why not just have them have fun together

Like ofc relationships are more then just fun but still

I just love them no matter what the scene is

Oh no that is cheap don’t make a men can’t cry thing joke 🙄

Good…kinda

holy shit

That is honestly one of my fears ..the car moving while I’m putting the card

Oh no I hate it when a parent dies

Ohhh tk🥺

I’m tearing up

God this hurts I hate when parents die

This is fucking sad

I like seeing them showing tk grieving and not ignoring it

Damit Owen you can’t just tell people they have daddy issues!! Especially when you definitely gave some to tk

Fuck Owen

How did he ever get any woman!?!!!!!!?????

He is a terrible person!!!!

Lollllll

They are the same

But this is so funny

Please brake up with him

Yesssssss

He deserves it

Yay Carlos yay

I love supportive Carlos

Good job Carlos I love them

Awwwww

Jejowpsijdiwkw love tarlos

Just amazing

Tk fucking propose to Carlos or I will  

This episode was really good I loved it

Tarlos was amazing and Owen suffering just the best

#9 1 1 lone star season 3 #lone star #9 1 1 lone star #tarlos

[lacheri]

My beloved Cher, ✨

“Putain!” he wails, throwing his head back and desperately clutching onto your head. “Don’t, fuck, don’t move, keep it — oh my fucking god, keep it right there. Yes, yes, shit.”

😭 needy levi. Holy shit. I love needy levi so much. I got sooo h-word here😳. This is so perfect😩. I love this part so so much 😭😭 how incredibly raw he is to reader. How he is incredibly ready to show her his vulnerability and let her have his way with him. 🥺

“Look at you, fuck, look at you. You like this so much, don’t you? Bet you’re fucking soaked right now, my cock in your mouth, oh fuck, don’t move.”

This is sexy as fuck, cher👑. Yes. Let him talk to us like this 😮‍💨😮‍💨 He really switched that quickly holy shit this man really said ✨“speed”✨. Yes, we won’t move. Talk your time for as long as you want baby 😮‍💨

“I’d rather cum inside you,”

AHHHHHH, no words here just, AHHHHHH 💛✨✨😭💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦

“We really are one in the same, aren’t we?” he muses, tilting your chin up, inspecting the drool shimmering down your neck. “Give and take, take and give.”

My heart swelled with love. This, this is just so perfect and beautiful I was crying on the inside. ✨✨

“Need you to give me one more, ‘kay? Just one more, yeah?”

Again, ✨AHHHHHHHHHHH✨, yes we have all the time in the world. Give us 5 more and we we wont be complaining. 🥵💦🌝

the casual brutality of unity, the catastrophic beauty of release. How tightly you hold onto each other in these final moments, relishing in the afterglow of an intimacy so sacred, so raw and honest.

My heart exploded. 🥺 This is too beautiful not to put it on here. I love moon river so much. I love how you envisioned French!Levi so much. I love your writing so much. I love you so freaking much 💛💛💛

✨Grooming after sex✨

Please, I had to stop myself from screaming bc I really cant help but feel so fucking amazing when they were just staring at each other, adoring the after-sex glow. Grazing each other’s faces😮‍💨 Levi smiling at us as if he found the missing piece in his life *sniffs* 🤧 more kissing, mhhm we love that😽 😌

😂Needy levi in the morning 🌝

I was so ready for round 2. Fuck being boneless lmao 😂 😭😭😭

⭐️Levi teaching her french. ⭐️

Yes, i am falling head over heels for french levi. Teach us more spicy french words so we’ll use it when doing 🥵✨✨✨ give us a gold star every time we use it⭐️

💛A whole lot of fluff after sex. + levi laughing, holy fuck💛

God, I dont even have the right words to describe how phenomenal chapter 10 is. Holy fuck, I am so 💦 after reading it 😭 the whole month of waiting is worth it. Holy shit, i had to drop everything and rush home, which was 2 hrs away, after seeing my notification that you posted chapter 10. This chapter skyrocketed my expectations. Their intimacy is so fucking perfect that perfect is not even enough to describe it. Thank you so much, mon cherie 👑, you did a really an amazing job here. You really gave me an early Christmas gift and you have my whole adoration and love for this year’s Christmas. May you enjoy your holidays. May you be granted the wish your heart really desires. You incredible human, thank you so fucking much for giving us Moon River 🌙 ✨💛.

*ignores the sadness that MR will only have a couple of chapters left* 🥲

With all my love and gratification in my life,

-🌼💛🌻

first of all, let me just say. this was so sweet of you to take the time to write all of this out and send my way. I have the biggest goofiest smile on my face rn

so here’s a long explanation of all thee things u added in this ask, you absolute angel <3

okay so for one you know I HAD to make Levi’s mouth absolutely filthy, this man has no filter what so ever canonically so :/ had to stay true to that ya know

probably the dialogue was the hardest thing to write this chapter, because I overthink everything and I’m one of those people who cringe easily if dirty talk is too dirty, or something a person would never say (like if someone ever called me a c*m dumpster I think I would cry and leave LMAO) SO I’M VERY HAPPY YOU ENJOYED THE LIL MOMENTS OF DIRTY TALK!

the spread out moments of vulnerability was such a crucial thing to me to write. more than anything, my goal of this chapter was to make it as real as possible (well as real as fanfic smut can truly be, ya know) so reader checking in to make sure Levi enjoyed his bj LMAO and then him taking note of how similar they are, the after sex awkwardness when you don’t really know what to say — VERY IMPORTANT THINGS I WANTED TO ADD!

but very specifically I wanna talk about the after sex moment where they’re holding each other’s faces because listen, heads were empty, thoughts were not being thunk, it was a pure feelings ONLY kinda moment. reader’s hands losing their grip, Levi kinda just overwhelmed and in shock so he’s brushing her face because whoa that just happened? we just did that? that was incredible, we should keep doing this? wait, should we? and Levi inevitably staying the night because “fuck it I guess if we did all that might as well”

I think one of my favorite things to write about when writing about people in this way is the complete contrast between how good the sex feels versus how brutal it is to do it. so I’m GLAD that line made sense (casual brutality/catastrophic beauty) I was worried it wouldn’t lmao. but yeah that is my bread and butter, you can probably find that theme in all of my smut works because idk it just tickles me to personify and romanticize such a complex thing (: and it sounds pretti 2 write

LISTENNNN THEY WENT AT IT FOR A GOOD AMOUNT OF TIME THERE WAS NOOO WAY READER COULD HANDLE A ROUND TWO THIS MAN HAD HER FLIPPED THIS WAY AND THAT WAY I GOTTA BE A LITTLE REALISTIC HERE (plus we would’ve been looking at a 20k chapter and I was NOT about that) ((don’t worry this isn’t the last of the smut to come, just probably the most detailed)) (((emphasis on probably I am a known liar)))

I, am going to cry. you are so so so so SO sweet. thank you for taking the time to send me this and for reading, wishing you the happiest of holidays right back at you <3

DO NOT FRET I DO INDEED HAVE BONUS CHAPTER OUTLINES IN THE WORKS because I cannot let moon river go that easily this is my baby

#:/ you’re an actual angel you know that? #sunflower anon! #moon river asks #cherieanswers

[metalheadcowboy]

I love ur writing so much I just wanted to send u this lil prompt but dw about answering it!

But like - I just like billy showing emotions 🥺 and making him sad for Steve to make him feel better :’)

Like maybe he idk accidentally cuts his hand or something working on a car and he tries to brush it off and just walk to the sink to clean it n carry on,, but it hurts! And then maybe he lets himself cry a lil and be sniffly about it - bc he doesn’t have to be so strong all the times poor bby

AAAAAAA thank you 🥺💖 I’m gonna try to write something for this before I have to go to the doctors so this is a little rushed, but here we go!! 🥰❤️✨(I didn’t finish it before I went to the doctors lmao)

CW: mentions of blood (Billy has a cut on the palm of his hand from working on his car)

“Shit!” Billy hissed through his teeth, quickly pulling his hand towards his body, using his feet to roll himself out from under the car. He sat up quickly, hunching over to examine the damage done to his hand in the shadow of his own body.

“Mother fucker,” he spoke under his breath, holding his wrist as blood slowly dripped from the rather large cut sliced across the palm of his hand. He didn’t even know what under the car could have done it, but it was definitely there.

His first thought was to ignore it and keep going, but the cut was far too big to ‘just ignore’. So, he used his good hand to hoist himself up to his feet and walk from his car in the drive way to the door in the garage that led to the kitchen.

When he stepped through the threshold into the kitchen he could hear the soft muffled talking from the TV int he living room where Steve was. He tried to remain quiet as not to alert him that anything was wrong, not wanting to worry him.

Truly, he didn’t even know where to begin. Washing it out, yeah, but with what?

thinking on his feet he turned the faucet on, first cleaning the blood having dripped from the wound off his skin and then running the cut under the water. The water was fine, it was when he made the, once thought to be smart, decision of squirting liquid dish soap straight on the cut that he regretted everything.

“Ah!” he yelped, stomping his feet on the ground and holding his wrist in a death grip.

“Bad idea, bad fucking idea!” he chanted, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. It burned unlike anything he’d ever felt before. He was pretty sure that cutting the hand off all together would hurt less than this. But what was worse is that he had apparently caught the attention of Steve in all his commotion.

“You okay in there, babe?” Steve called from his spot on the couch. Billy had to conjure up all the strength in his body to form words for his response.

“Yeah, Stevie, just fine!” he called back before finally getting enough sense to put his hand back under the water.

“Oh my god,” he winced, tears escaping their confines and cascading down his face. He felt like a child crying over a scraped knee. It was ridiculous in his opinion. He wanted nothing more than to slam his head right into the counter. He really wished he’d thought what he was doing through more before he did it.

“You sure?” Steve asked, voice sounding closer this time. It wasn’t until Billy turned his head that he realized Steve was standing in the doorway watching him from behind.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m just... I’m great!” he insisted, trying to cover the pain in his voice better this time, but failing.

“What’s the matter, Bill?” Steve finally asked, frown evident in the way he spoke.

“I’m fine, I swear, just a little cut from workin’ on the Camaro.” He regretted what he said instantly because, Steve being Steve, instantly came to his aid.

“Holy shit, Billy!” Steve exclaimed, taking hold of the top of his hand, palm facing upwards toward them. Billy tried to pull away, but Steve wouldn’t let him.

“It’s nothing, I just- let me handle it,” Billy protested, going to move his hand back under the water only for Steve to stop him again.

“That’s, like- that looks serious,” Steve continued to worry, cradling Billy’s hand in his own like it was a hurt animal. Billy was only progressively getting more and more frustrated.

“I’m not a baby, Steve,” he spit, yanking his hand back towards his fist, balling it into a fist without thinking, “Grr ah!” Steve just stood there with an face that said ‘shouldn’t have done that.’

“You know, you don’t have to be a ‘baby’ to ask for help. Everybody needs help sometimes,” Steve pointed out, leaning his hip against the sink with his arms crossed over his chest.

Billy looked like he was on the verge of exploding, injured hand out in front of him, other hand vigorously swinging around as he stumbled over words to say.

“It’s okay, not to be okay, Bumble B,” Steve assured softly, looking at him with big doe eyes. And Billy was never a crier, but when Steve said syrupy sweet cliche stuff like that and looked at him with that face he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

He slowly feel apart, body giving out on him and melting into Steve’s as soon as it was offered up. Steve rubbed his back and let him let it all out.

“It- It hurt St-tevie,” he croaked pitifully into the crook of Steve’s neck between sobs. And Steve knew it wasn’t totally about the physical would anymore, it was also about the ones he kept inside that he never spoke of.

“I know, baby,” Steve comforted, “Let it all out.”

Give me song asks :)

[kanaiekla]

the cruel irony of a prophetic love

Prophecies and rumors about the prince’s death have been spreading like fire, eating away at the fearful souls across the kingdom. Without true love, not only he will fall, but everything around him will as well.

To stop this apocalyptic event, he is to be married to King Mordred. The fusion of dark, light and true love will keep the world balanced and happiness will flourish.

But…what if the prince didn’t have eyes for him…? There had to be something, or someone else, right?

(Slow-burn and heavy Lewvithur longfic! Takes place god-knows-what time.)

DISCLAIMER: this story is pitch black dark. if you’ve seen the tags then you know what i mean. i do NOT condone any kinds of abuse in real life. fuck abusers. other than that? Hope you enjoy! ❤

bIIIIIG THANKS TO @eagefrien ONCE AGAIN FOR HELPING ME YOU'RE AMAZING SWEETIE 💖💘✨💞💝💖 GIVE THEM A LOT OF PRAISE, THEY DID SOME BIG CHUNKS IN THIS CHAPTER✨

akdkdkskdk i rEALLY hope you enjoy!!! Minor violence coming!!

chapter 19.

The soft padding of his feet and the gentle, whiny creak of the door is the only noise in the room. Both noises earning a wince in relation to how impossibly dreadfully loud it was in his ears.

God, the last thing he wanted was for the Prophets to find him doing this. Find him here.

He lifts his head, cracking open an eye and tracing every inch of detail within the blankets, the walls, the paintings, and the reflective armor decorating the room. The princes eyes light up, and a sense of ease and comfort rushes over him. He begins to straighten up, losing the fear that possessed him moments ago, and he takes another step within the room.

The room that... belonged to his late father. The prince didn’t remember him, but he did hear a lot about him. How he was a warrior, a kind man, and an excellent ruler. And deepest in the room, was a case. Made out of sturdy oak and polished until it reflected like a mirror, and protected by the clearest glass the prince has ever seen. Something about it... emitted to most... intense aura he has ever felt. It wasn’t holy, nor was it aggressively demanding. But it was like a calm, gentle whisper. Urging a child to come here, take their first steps.

Following that strange draw, the prince walks toward it. He forgot about the creaking door, and ignored his reflection and how it only showed.. him. Not just him, but in the reflection, light bent and images shift, and the man staring back at the prince looks older and more defined. The definition of distinguished. And that reflection only grins, as if... encouraging the prince to open it up with the ruby key he had to grab earlier in the week, now being snaked out of his pocket. It fit like a charm, and it easily turns.

Perhaps a window was open, or there was a draft, but the prince could have sworn a gust of wind flushed against his face as he allowed the casing to open. For a moment, the prince stares. There was no reflection to watch back at him, but the feeling of being watched never left. The calling never left. Taking a slow, steady breath, the prince does something he never expected to want to do.

His fingers reach forward, and wrap around the handle. It felt so big and firm in his hand, that his own delicate fingers felt lopsided trying to grasp it. And even more confusing, was when the prince began to pull it out. Try to at least. The weapon was far heavier than initially expected and for a few moments it didn’t even budge. Now until the prince yanks and it slides out.

Only to slam directly into the floor. Stabbing in.

The prince gasps, eyebrows knitting together as he panics and starts pulling. The sword didn’t budge, instead mocking his lack of strength and-

"And what do you think you're doing in here, sweetie?"

Just like that, his entire body paused as if it froze over with ice -- and a deep instinct of fear took over and drowned him in darkness with not even one torchlight. The deep seed of hatred was far from blooming but Dear Gods he could hear the grim-ness in that voice, the threatening and the playing and the sweetie that made his stomach bubble and made him want to vomit -- it filled him with a suffocating sense of dread and t o r m e n t . . .No no NO no there was no way he could have been caught now -- it -- it couldn't be --  he tried so hard not to be and and and -- ! 

He tried to pull the sword harder but it just wouldn't budge, the weight too much for him to bear and he only realized how weak he really was -- heart hammering in his chest and sweat beading along his forehead, only hearing the footsteps get closer that set him further on edge -- "Ah-hahaha. Do you need some help there?"

Before he knew it . . . Mordred was just behind him.

Not-really-there ice spread along the floor and paralyzed the prince, and he huffed a breath in his all-too fatal attempts. Why is he here? How did he even find him?! The prince had no idea but he just wanted to get this blasted thing right out of the ground -- put it back and run past Mordred and just forget that this ever even happened! But he couldn't -- he was too weak and the sword was too big and heavy and Mordred was just right there. The prince paused, looking back at him, feeling Mordred's fingers over the blade.

"I think you would be amazing using this. Don't you think?" 

He smiled that ugly smile and the prince wanted to vomit. What did he know about using swords...? The prince didn't either -- but sitting around like this could probably help him get used to using one, right? But Mordred was here -- sucking the energy and wonder the prince had in the moment. He looked back at the sword, seeing the faintest bit of Mordred's black blood dripping off the blade. He was hurt. "What ever are you d-doing, Mordred?"

"Dammit. Thought I could just touch it!" He groaned, raising his injured fingers, yet cackling a little to himself as he looked right at the prince, eyes bright and venomous as they ever been, and his paling his skin turning into a pale green as his true self was beginning to show. It was a disgusting sight indeed, with Mordred licking his fingers. "A sword's never even hurt me this bad...But I think it suits you, love."

"Wh-What?" The prince looked at Mordred, disgusted at the idea of wielding a blade legitimately, and a weapon like this one. It was his fathers...He -- He didn't have the right to use it like this! Especially hearing this as a suggestion from Mordred of all people. "Why would you even think that??"

Before he could process it, the sword is moved up, with Mordred's sickly green and disgusting hand wrapped around the prince's, and he could still feel the sword's weight in his thin, weak arm. "Hehe. You know...This would be kind of fun to experience. The wrath of a Divine Prince."

The prince huffed a breath, eyes widening once he sees where the tip of the blade is pointing at, and a dark and boiling feeling built up in his chest as he could know and see what exactly Mordred was implying. The wrath of a Divine Prince? Why would he even want that...?! That horrible smile of his, his intends barely on display but the prince wanted to vomit the more he heard this disgusting suggestion -- with his father's own blade. To ever do such a thing -- to hurt someone even if he didn't like them, if he despised them...A Divine isn't supposed to do that...It would be the worse thing to do...right?

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Nobody could see what was coming the moment the shadowy person had entered their home, appearing already as a threat to Lewis and his own friends. He knew things weren't going to be easy but he for sure knew that they would have been alright at least tonight...! But life wasn't that easy...It never was -- and after their fight in the woods with those wolves just being the night prior, they should have been more aware. No one had time to react...One second the divine prince was right by them, and in the next his presence was gone. Only for a splintering, cracking noise to show where he was. Lewis heart stops, his body wanted to lunge but his knees and arms froze like ice as he watches the prince vanish from the room.

They stood there in silence. Lewis and Vivi barely looking at each-other to register what exactly had just occurred, while the woman in front of them watched them both. Eyes narrowed, taunting them. 

"OH GOD?!" Ginger screamed on the second floor, running her hands through her hair. "OH MY G-GOD --"

"YOUR HIGHNESS?!" Lewis could hear Vivi scream, trying to run her way towards the unconscious prince before Lewis could do anything to stop her --

A long black sword is slowly raised before she could take a step further, the tip of it just poking her chin as she leaned her head away from it, looking the other in their dead red eyes. Lewis could barely hold a breath watching this, a dot of crimson on her skin, with it almost setting him on edge by how close they were -- it caused his heart to skip several beats . . . Vivi needed to be careful or else she was going to get herself hurt -- and there was no way he was going to have her day here acting too reckless...

"Get back." The shadow woman said, too calmly and all too smooth, as if everything right now was as simple as going for a walk. "This is not your fight. Go away."

No. No he couldn't leave anyone like this. Lewis didn't know the prince all that well, but he knew for damn sure that he wouldn't do anything stupid that would cause him to have this kind of relationship with someone else. God knows what King Mordred has done to him already -- and Divine Royals were always honest. But the prince felt more human than that than anything. So he kept his guard up, going over to where Vivi is to pull her away from any sort of danger, that being the sword. He raised his own with a bold look in his eye. "I really don't understand. What do you want from him?"

She turned to look at him, barely moving her own weapon despite Vivi being moved away, who still looked at her with those flaming blue eyes. She only stared back with the same aggression, and somehow still had her coolness, looking back to him afterwards. "None of your concern, Pepper. He is a traitor."

He had heard that earlier, and instantly he knew exactly what she was talking about. What was it gonna take for people to understand that a Divine Royal was supposed to protect people...?! They wouldn't go through all of this trouble otherwise -- especially this Divine Prince! "A traitor to what -- mi casa? That wasn't him...! No, you don't get it -- that was King Mordred, it was all a--" 

"I am aware." She waved a passive hand. But other than that, she didn't budge. "I do not mean that. Do not get involved in things you do not understand."

Lewis quirked an eyebrow, his hold on his sword loosening for a moment. So...So this wasn't about...Paradiso...? After all of this time and the distance they made, he had expected to run into more people like Rico -- but...that wasn't even the case...? Well then...He supposed that was a good thing, but somehow this only made him worry a lot more, knowing it was another outside force he wasn't aware of. "Then what do you..."

"Hey, bitch -- back over here!" Vivi growled. Lewis and the mysterious woman's attention shifted back to Vivi, who raised her own sword. "He didn't do anything wrong! He's helping everyone this way by helping others! If he did anything he would have admitted it by now and I know it and you know it! So what the fuck's your deal, huh?"

Lewis nodded his head. Vivi was always this fiery, always saying out loud exactly whatever comes to her mind first, whether somebody likes it or not. It was one thing he liked about her, but her mouth could land her into trouble...He didn't know if this was the best time for her to go off too much like this, but maybe he was holding himself back to much. He had a better cool than Vivi...

The woman moved a little, to turn back and look at the trembling prince on the ground outside. Lewis could still hear Ginger freaking out upstairs and his heart sank to see the prince all the way over there like this -- hurt and defenseless. Mordred -- and anyone else who hurt this Divine Highness was a bastard...He was -- He was never given the chance to do much for himself, right...? And yet people like this lady had the audacity to hurt him? The nerve...? It boiled his blood.

"It is as I said, girl. You would not understand, nor would you care for my reasons anyway. And I am trying to do my job here. So step out of the way and I will not have to --"

"I don't care about what you do to me! Unlike you, I have friends I wanna keep safe!"

The struck Lewis' heart with a warmth beyond comprehension. Vivi's passion -- her courage -- was one of the very few things of this world that gave him that same drive, and he knew for a fact that he would do the same for all of his friends if he was put in the same situation. They were so lucky to have an amazing friend like her. "Vivi..."

Vivi turned to look at Lewis, with that strange woman still watching as if she's watching a patch of dandelions grow overtime. The look Vivi had was a cautious one, despite her risky nature. She must know this is serious...As if she's like this then they needed to play it extra safe -- ensure everyone else is fine and breathing. "Lewis, I don't know what's goin' on, but we can try something right? We can't leave His Highness like this, or even Ginger like this. So just -- stick with me okay?"

How could he ever say no? Humming a confirmation, he look up to see Ginger, who was hiding just beyond the railing, crouching and whimpering. He wished she didn't have to see all this...Maybe they could make it up to her if they make it out alright later...? "Ginger? Stay back, okay? Things might get ugly."

She nodded without hesitation, shrinking back to where her room was and holding her vase as if it were a teddy bear... "D-Don't die, maybe...? YeahImgonnagowiththat...!"

With one innocent life hiding somewhere safe, Lewis and Vivi exchanged looks before looking back at the lady, raising their weapons in the air once again. Sweat beaded down his forehead, an overwhelming anxiety filling him. It isn't the first time he's felt this way, he just hasn't in a very long time. His mind was still throbbing from the...disturbing visions she had given them earlier, and he wasn't sure if it was going to distract him or Vivi since they have no choice but to fight -- but the only thing he prayed for was everyone's safety after all this, even over his.

They needed to. For the prince, who was more in danger than anyone else right now. A dear friend to them and someone who's been through so much. Who were they to just leave him like this? If anything, after all this distance and time they've spent together, Lewis only wanted to get to know him even more...And he knew for a fact that Vivi felt the same way. One can only hope -- as long as they can all survive what's to come.

However, with that horrible grin on her face, and the way she looked back to see the prince's unconscious form on the ground, Lewis only wondered what she was going to do next. Until suddenly, she whips her body around to go for the prince as she wanted to anyway -- not wasting her time with Lewis or Vivi, but no they weren't going to stop here! The prince was their best friend...! If she was so brave, she would have faced them completely! 

But before Lewis and Vivi could do anything to stop her from going, the woman looks back at them and there was an earthquake-like rumble shaking the whole place. It was confusing for a moment, with the two looking at each other and wondering just where exactly it was going from -- couldn't pinpoint where. They could hardly see if she even left or not and everything turned into a huge blur from there. Lewis looks up to see that the living room roof was starting to fall right on top of him -- and he cries out to Vivi as he jumps for her tiny, shocked form, with all of the rubble and debris and whatever else landing on top of their helpless bodies... --

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"Jana!" The prince, only eight years old, was panting, his stubby little legs trying to catch up with his dear friend, because she was so very fast...! Without wearing any shoes, his feet was getting lightly stabbed by any pebbles and sticks they both ran over, the cold air whipping through his face. And yet she was still going? That was so Jana...! He wasn't nearly as strong and fast as her. He reached out for her, giant tears streaming down his face. "S-Slow down!"

He could hear Jana laugh right in front of him, about seven running steps away, raising her arms as if she were soaring like a bird. In her other hand -- she held a small toy, tossing it between both of her hands, and pulling it away from the prince the moment he was this close to grabbing it. Each and every time they've done this -- she's only gotten taller, faster. He could never grab the toy...! She laughed, full of life and determination. "Keep trying, Your Highness! I am sure you will catch it eventually!"

"I c-can't! My feet a-are t-too small!" He shouted through loud breaths. 

She didn't even turn her head, she just looked up at the trees they were passing and didn't respond for several seconds. All that was heard as the grass and his panting breaths, until she finally looking back at him with gentle eyes and furrowed eyebrows, a cocky smile over her face. "Grow them, then! Like a giant!"

The prince almost tripped, hiccuping at the thought and somehow ignoring the soreness of his soles. "G-Giants are scary!"

"One day -- they will be more scared messing with you than anything!" Oh, there's no way that could be true...! He wasn't even that big anyways, how could he possibly scare a giant! She only laughed, right at the sky and whipped her head back to look at him again, eyes filled with so much joy and energy...Dear Gods -- he wanted to be so much like her...! Big, risky, and so so cool...!

Every night, he would wake to the sounds of her tapping on the stone frame of one of his windows, and he opened it to see her bright and chubby face lighting up the dark. She wanted to take him to this cool area in the forest she found. A big pond, with lots of fish they could swallow whole like the many other times he was impressed with her doing so -- and a huge tree they could climb and they could see his castle beyond all of the area. He doesn't go into forests often. Mother said they were dangerous at night...! But Jana would say the same thing every time, with that big grin on her face.

"Look at it this way, Your Highness. It never happened if they never find out, right?" .          .    .

One moment, confusion. The next moment, hesitation.  The last moment...Fear. 

Everything after that...? Complete and utter darkness. Dreams of a time long gone -- a time of yearning and wanting just going back like the rest of his memories that would one day mean nothing anymore...It felt as if he was dropping down down down onto a deep sea of nothing, fighting his hardest to pull himself back out because it seems he had forgotten what was at stake here...It was like being on some sort do psychedelic coma, watching the stars go by as a flash of agony surged through his whole body, rendering him here in the deep state of sleep...Or -- O-Or was he asleep...? He wasn't quite sure but he can heard screaming and swords clashing together followed by the shouts of someone calling him and a trail of heart-shattering silence every few passing moments and PLEASE PLEASE JUST WAKE UP --

Golden eyes shoot open so wide, it almost hurt. Memories pass by like a fever dream -- flashing like light behind his retinas and burning them for half a second...Everything just burns in that instant, feeling the beach weight of his body again and a voice screaming at him to do something -- anything to get out of this situation, as he finally realized what was going on. The fear slammed right back into him like a wrecking ball and he couldn't stop shaking, trying to push himself back to on his feet. 

But the prince cries out, gasping for air that burns through his lungs as his body- light and buzzing from shock- sags to the ground. Too stiff and too heavy to move. Grass. Grass and dirt and mud. The prince's eyes were filled with water, and his vision covered in a sheen of white from the shock- or maybe his head pounding- and finally bringing him to the deep darkness above him. The sky. He then shut  hoping it was all some sort of horrible dream. What was even happening anymore an who -- who was that...?! Where was Lewis and Vivi --

Lewis! Vivi! Dear Gods th-they're probably in danger -- ! ... Wait.

He looks up and he thinks he's seeing hell itself -- incarnate in the form of that same slender woman that made him instantly know how dire the situation really was. The shadows around them were still covering her face, with the only thing glowing from her form being her deep, entrancing eyes. The woman’s eyes glow like torches in a cave, bright and giving off nothing but an eeriness. 

The visions she's given them, the intimidation in her stature sending an instinctual feeling down his spine, an all-too family sensation that had him mentally reeling. It was her again...Dear Gods...! The fear struck within the prince that very second, with him this close to screaming -- and he throws his body out of the way, the pain flaring in every inch of his skin, and pushes himself up, staggering away from her. She's crazy...! She's absolutely insane and he needed to get her away from here! 

"AH -- !" 

She swings her blade at him, and he takes a move to the left, the metallic surface barely even grazing his long ponytail. A few inches closer and she would have cut his face...! In another fit of adrenaline, he moved the other way and she swung her sword again, and before he knew it his back was pressed against a tree, and he hissed the moment it touched the surface. Who knows how many back injuries he has now...! 

He's paralyzed as she pressed the tip of the blade to his chest, clanking against his metal armor. His widened eyes darted at her, and back to the blade once he tries to move away. "Wian...! Wh-What do you want from me...?!" 

He finally slips free and her sword clashes into the tree. But she's able to free it with one simple pull, still looking at him with those all too calm eyes that disturbed every inch of his blessed soul. She doesn't even give him a smile. Just a cold stare. "For you to fix your mistake."

She darts at him again, in an attempt to grab him, pin him, but he moves again, barely even looking back as his sore feet came crashing onto the wet, cold ground, and he makes it to a nearby rock that he sword once again makes contact with, inches away from slicing his hip. A mistake...?! He's made many in his life but what did she...! He looked back at her, eyebrows furrowing. "M-Mistake...?! Wh-What did I d-do...?!" 

He quickly looked at the house, where he just crashed through and that's when he could recall the pain at its highest peak. He couldn't tell if Lewis and Vivi were in there because of how dark it was but Dear Gods he prayed they were okay...! He looks back at the strange woman, who's slowly making her way towards him, swinging her sword around her fingers with ease. "Look how far you are from home. The people you have lied to. And yet you dare ask that?"

Heart pounding so hard that his ribcage was screaming for it to stop, the prince kept backing up and away from her, raising his hands defensively but to show that he didn't want to cause any kind of harm to her. A liar...A-A liar, Dear Gods -- it hurt so badly to hear that...that that was what she thought who he was...He didn't want to lie to anyone, but what other choice did he have...?! Everyone is in danger, not just Paradiso! "I-I could not h-have had them w-worry...! I needed t-to--"

Her eyebrows furrowed and she growled, only walking up to him faster. "To keep them safe? For another kingdom you do not even know? How reckless."

"Let m-me speak, I b-beg you!!" The prince panted, looking back to see that there were a few trees covering a small track. He had no way around, he -- he had to reason with her somehow...! "D-Dear Gods -- I k-know Paradiso! I-I helped them wh-when they n-needed it! Wh-Why would I e-ever go against a-any home, wh-whether it be mine or n-no?!" He asked, avoiding another swift move of her blade, with it scratching against the shoulder part of his armor. Another close call...!

She had a deep scowl across her face, ferocious and inpatient. He is...angering her... "Enough of this. I will drag you back if I have to. Do you think that Mordred does not know the real reason why you left?"  Mordred -- Dear Gods, he hasn't heard of them name in a while now...At least, he hasn't heard it constantly in a while now. Just listening to it again filled a black, tar-like despair within his soul, stirring in with his deepest fears and anxieties until he was a walking, talking ball of panic. 

Everything seemed to free as he sort of realized what she was even implying and nonono NO he couldn't -- he didn't want to go now not now...! Not like this...! To feel that cold touch, that threatening and venomous gaze -- he shook his head...He needed to stay focused...! He is NOT going back to that bastard...! He couldn't have found out about the prince's plan right away, especially since Prophet Duet ensured to him that Mordred will not find out! "H-He should not...! I m-made sure to t-tell the right p-people...!"

"Then you understand the punishment you are about to receive."

It was like being whipped deep inside, horrible images filling his head of what would she even do to him. He didn't want to suffer again! Not ever! "P-Please...! I c-cannot go b-back there now...! Paradiso n-needs us!" He wanted to vomit. How could somebody be so cruel?! Quickly he moved again, the blade just scratching by his cheek -- but so far he couldn't feel if it hit him or not...But he was still moving! Mordred didn't know -- she was just lying to scare him...right...?! He needed to set this straight sooner or later, with his weakened physical state and all...Dear Gods, Lewis and Vivi...! "Who are you?!"

...

She only gives him a look and suddenly -- she's gone. He is left confused for half a second, golden eyes widening and darting around in paranoid to see if she was going to jump out anywhere... Magic was something that has become so rare in this world! How is she even doing all of this and so fast?! Before he could even think of any possible answer, a small cry rips out of his throat, and pain strikes his side as he crashes into the ground, looking up to see her leg raised high in the air before coming down to settle onto his chest. 

Her weight settled down onto him, and the pain from his back spread even more, and he wasn't sure if there was blood or if the grass was too wet. Everything was flaring up and he felt as if he was hunted down like prey, a million and one horrible possibilities running through his mind and Dear Gods -- he's going to die...! She hummed, aiming the sword at him once again. "Do not bother asking anymore. I was sent here for one job."

It came to him, like a boulder landing in his gut. He barely looked her dead in her red eyes as he squeaked out a reply, his body shaking and trembling and he wanted to sink into the earth. "Mordred s-sent you...?", he croaked. She raises her sword as a threat -- and the prince kept his lips tightly shut as he tried to hold back a scream of terror -- trying his hardest to scurry away from her but to no avail. 

"Whether he did or did not does not matter. You are coming with me -- whether you like it or not."

He tightly shuts his eyes. He never even wanted to go back there and here he was -- at the mercy of a crazed madwoman who was desperate on taking him back -- something within him praying that it wasn't Mordred or anyone else who posed as a threat but it didn't even matter then -- Lewis and Vivi were in the way of danger and he was so stupid and he felt like dying and everything was blurry and he was going to die Dear Gods he knew he was going to die --

"YO, SLENDERMAN! HOW 'BOUT YOU BACK THE FUCK UP, YEAH?!" ... .........Vivi......? 

He opens his eyes and gasps softly, feeling those ocean waves fill him with the tiniest sense of comfort, and he notices that the woman turns to look and see who it was as well...The prince could barely register much in this still, almost slow-motion like moment -- but could faintly hear the next few words the had to say. 

"You must crave death as much as you crave justice. Interesting." The woman smiled bitterly, aiming her own sword forward. She just threw him through a wall, and now daring the other two to come and face her. "Very well. Perhaps you will learn this way." It filled the prince with a sense of despair to see Vivi, and the heavenly purple sunset of Lewis just right there -- covered in dirt and dust and ready to save him...He could barely move from all of the pain, eyes drooping from shock...

Grinding her teeth, Vivi snarls. She dashes toward her without thinking -- despite the pain she would feel from her still-healing leg. Only to have her feet be kicked out from beneath her. Getting one measly slice across the woman’s skin. But now Lewis is looming. Glaring like a bear and swinging to grab her. Just as Vivi rises to her feet again and slashes again. 

Both following the silent plan, trap her in and overwhelm her.  But it looked like she was planning on that. Her gaze sharpens and much like the shadow on the ground, she darts out of sight. Lewis blinks in confusion, only to realize where she was as a heavy blow slams into his back. Knocking him into the ground. Vivi’s sword seconds away from slicing into his head as she barely recovers from the switch. 

The woman keeps moving. And then it finally occurs to Vivi that having these weapons wouldn’t be of use. Not when she can easily twist them around like dolls. Stewing her gaze, Vivi tosses her sword to the ground, and keeps close to a nearby tree. Beginning to circle her like a wrestler. The woman stares with that same look, holding her sword tightly, feeling Lewis just right behind her as they both went in for another attack.

The prince slowly tried to make himself sit up, pain still pulsing through every inch of his body, eyesight practically blurry as he stared on ahead at the three who were still fighting. Breaths were heaving in and out of his dry mouth, watching Lewis and Vivi's fluid movements. Vivi went for another swing but the moment the crazy lady ducked -- Lewis went for a punch in his gut, causing her to huff and stagger back, not without her grabbing Vivi and swinging here at Lewis, causing the both of them to topple over to the grass.

Adrenaline and fear rushed through the prince's system. He -- He needed to do something and yet he could not fight?! It was one of the rules of being a Divine Prince but -- h-how was he supposed to help his two friends otherwise...?! It was not fair there -- there had to be something he could do, even as Lewis and Vivi start to collect bruises from the woman's swift and deadly attacks, with her coming it at all sides and knocking them from left to right and all around...!

Dear Gods please -- I know you cannot hear me but please give me strength to do something...! Anything...! "Aaaah!" Quickly, the prince went and sprang himself forward, ignoring the flaring pain that was running through his body as he wrapped his arms around the woman's leg, as tightly and unbearable as he possibly could. It wasn't violent, but it was all he could do until Lewis and Vivi did something! 

"What in the hell -- Get off, rat!" The woman looked down at him, eyes flaming with anger and something else the prince couldn't figure out -- and with the force of her own body she shoved him right off, knocking him against his temple with the hilt of her sword, causing a shooting pain to where it hit. He barely cried out, landing back on his back and felt agony tenfold. Before she could try anything, Lewis and Vivi were just right behind her -- and the prince scooted back to made a small distraction. Just for a moment he ignored any uncomfortable feeling in his body, closing his eyes for just a second to gather himself, inhaling a deep breath...

Lewis and Vivi got the jump on her, with Vivi going for her power half and Lewis going for any vulnerable parts on her head. Vivi went to slice at her knees while Lewis gave her a good right hook, causing her to stumble both ways and swinging blindly at them, giving them more cuts and bruises but they didn't stop there. With Vivi's good leg, and Lewis' big and strong arms, they gave her a good shove and a kick, causing her to get stabbed in the hip by Vivi swift move of her blade. The woman cried out and moved back, practically landing just where the prince was before -- ...

His eyes and his hidden symbols along his body glow in a brilliant gold, a flash that lasted for half a second as he brought his hands out in front of him, causing a tiny spark of light to shoot out at the shadowy figure, and for half a second the prince could make out the surface of her skin, immediately missing what color it really was from all of the blinding light. She cried out, feeling the light burn into her arm as she falls to her injured knees nearby, the sizzling, fizzling and smoke coming right just from where he burned...

With his lights dimming out -- he had realized what he was done...He -- He didn't necessarily hurt her -- it was a spell to immobilize her just for a quick moment. But her pained reaction - and her stumbling and grunting had him in a haze of shock just for a moment, as if he had truly hurt her. As if he had truly caused some sort of harm to someone...He looked at his own hands for a moment, seeing the glow dissipate completely, before looking back to her, seeing the pain and the hatred she had in her eyes, fangs protruding from her mouth. His heart was hammering in his chest, sweat beading along his forehead and his throat tight, with her just sitting there and all...

"Your Highness!" ......Lewis? Ah yes, they were alright...thank the Old Gods! The prince could hear footsteps and turned around to Lewis and Vivi -- who were both smiling down at him, happy to see he was really okay...

"You good, Your Highness?"

He found it within himself to smile up at them too, a little wider than the few other times he has smiled their way. "Never better." he practically laughed, almost empty yet relieved...They were hurt, bruised...But they were safe...Dear Gods, they were okay but he couldn't help but feel this was entirely his fault...That they were at risk in this kind of danger. Mordred, whether he knew or not or whether the prince knew they were in currently in real trouble or not, posed as a threat and that scared him to death...They needed to hurry and quick and...

... She was gone. The woman was gone.  ...

"AND DON'T YA COME BACK!" Vivi shouted, throwing a rock at nothing and heading a sigh. She looked back at them, limping towards them with her injured leg. "Well, whatcha...know? She was a.....coward a....ll alo....n....g." Vivi snickered while panting.

"You could.....say that. Goes to show.....how much you're all talk...and no bite -- owwww...!" Lewis sighed a pained breath, but chuckled at Vivi's words before crouching down next to the prince to check up on him. There were a few wounds on the prince's own face that he couldn't see, but he was more concerned about Lewis' wellbeing. "Your Highness. You look, uh..."

The prince nodded, looking the other way and ashamed that Lewis and Vivi were in danger because of him. "Thank you...Thank you so very much...For helping me..." The prince, Lewis and Vivi found themselves staring at an empty ground, and not even a dark form running away from them. The prince stared on confused, wondering where exactly she went and how did she even find this place. Ginger's place was basically destroyed, he could hear the horses freaking out in the back stalls. How much more trouble are they going to cause in their harmless little travels?

... Vivi whipped her head back, raising her arms in frustration this time. "The hell did she come from?! And what does she want?"

The reality set within the prince and he felt himself sweating again, swallowing the nothing that collected in his sore throat. Lewis and Vivi were this close to dying tonight, and the prince would have came out much worse then he realized, but...They couldn't keep running from this trouble forever... "She said sh-she...Wh-When she a-attacked me...Sh-She said she...Was trying t-to bring me back...t-to my kingdom..." He sighed, bringing his hands close to his chest. The look she had in her eyes, her swift and merciless movements...He didn't stand a chance if Lewis and Vivi weren't here...

Lewis looked back to him, eyes widening. "Wh-What? To Mordred?"

Dear Gods, he hoped not...He hoped that he didn't have to go back there -- go through all of that suffering all over again -- no, no, no...Paradiso needed them right now -- he -- he couldn't go back there right now. "I-I do not know..." He looked back to the house, seeing how destroyed it was, wondering and praying that Ginger was safe up in there. She must have been so scared. Half to death...They ruined her home, really...It would be right of her to be angry...

Lewis and Vivi looked where he was, and Vivi smiled nervously. "Hehe...Maybe we have enough money for the damages?"

Right then and there, Lewis gave her a sour look, pouting his lower lip. "Nope. But I'm sure arresting that girl will be enough to cover any charges, if that's the case."

The prince could hear the attitude and childlike groan in Vivi's voice, and he tried to hide a giggle at her quirkiness once again. He was so happy to have friends like them, where he could talk almost so normally around...But he still couldn't help but feel that wave of guilt overtake him, and he looks down, closing his eyes. "A-Are you two alright? I-I am so sorry --"

"Oh, don't apologize." The prince looked back up and saw Lewis' caring smile, calm and serene like nothing was wrong. It brought the prince a very soothing feeling in his heart, to have met someone so golden-hearted like these two...He was beyond grateful. "She's the one who started this mess. We did all we could. And hehe, yeah don't worry! I'm just fine. You were the one who crashed through that wall though...?"

"Eyy...." Ah, that is so very true -- and yet the prince could barely feel a thing after all of that...Maybe It hadn't caught up wtih his consciousness yet...Before he knew it, his eyes landed on the blood seeping through Vivi's pants, right where her injury was and Dear Gods did the woman get her that badly?! "V-Vivi, your leg!"

Vivi just looked at him and smiled without a care in the world, flexing her fake muscles. "Pheh! I'll be fine, I've been through worse in my life! I'll feel much better though once I get my hands on her for touching my friend!"

Lewis nodded. "Any friend is worth protecting."

It warmed the prince's heart to know that they care about him that much. It's been the longest while since he has had people around him who protected him to the bitter end, whether they even reached that point or not. It filled him with a sense of wonder and feeling like he was loved like a true, real friend would be. He was just so...astonished by how much they expressed that, and that he felt guilty every single time they go down this route. He had only wished there was more that he could do for them -- anything at all. He ended up smiling again, sighing in relief and looking back at their own smiles. "I-I...cannot thank you enough..."

...

"AAHH!" A flare of a pain shot right through his chest, thousands of words rolling into one and sending him knocking around left and right around in his own mind and he found himself falling falling falling, agony flaring up his whole body again and again and again and Dear Gods it felt so unbearable, and he found himself realizing how much damage he actually took with the invading thoughts coming to taint his mind, and he falls back into the grass, pressing himself against it but only worsening the flows of pain he was really feeling ...!

"Your Highness?!" Vivi yelled, looking right at Lewis. "Gosh -- what do we--"

"I got him!" Lewis leaned down and wrapped his big arms around the prince, feeling him shudder and huff and Dear Gods tears were stinging in his eyes and he couldn't tell what was real anymore...! He could feel Lewis' big hand on his forehead, his thrumming heart against his shoulder. "He was rammed through a wall, Vi! He's probably suffering from a lot of wounds!"

"Injuries! This is bad, this is bad! Oh god!" Vivi looked back at what was left of the house, seeing Ginger come over and looking super concerned, and thank the Old Gods she was unharmed...She looked down and saw the prince and he could barely see her and everything was starting to become a huge blur, with them looking nothing but like blobs of blue, purple and autumn orange and god this headache felt like a thousand towards stabbing within his mind...!

".......I-I got some first aid!!! -- L-lemme go see....."

.....he heard Ginger say.....His eyes felt as if they were going to roll back in his throbbing skull....

"Hang in there, D-Divine Prince! Don't die!"  ......he heard Vivi say, a strain in her voice as she went down to hold his hand, then reached up as he felt himself in the big, warm and welcoming arms of Lewis, who whispered to him as much comfort as he could in his ear and he realized that he was still screaming out...

"You'll be fine...! You'll be just fine...!" .... Everything went black.

#mystery skulls animated #mystery skulls #mystery skulls fic #fic!: the cruel irony of a prophetic love #arthur kingsmen #Vivi Yukino #Lewis pepper #???? #creepy stranger person #OC #lewvithur #with help and credit from!: eagefrien! #eagefrien #sdkjdSJD THANKS AGAIN HON YOU HAVE NO IDEA #GUYS CHECK OUT EAGE HER ART AND FICS ARE AMAZING #sjsjdjs hOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER 💖✨ #minor warning for violence! #chapter 19/?