#also I'm not gonna remember anything i do while I've got shades on

[airasora]

Disney princess casual outfits from best to worst IMO

@lovestrucklyuniverse asked me what my favorite and least favorite Disney casual outfits were since I made a tier list on which fancy dresses! So once again I've made both a tier template, which you can try yourself HERE, and also did an actual list from favorite to least.

Moana

You guys may remember that I'm one of the people who were PISSED when Disney Dreamlight Valley changed the color scheme for the Moana 10 level friendship dress... and I am STILL MAD. I LOVE HER COLOR SCHEME. Honestly I love her ending outfit too, I forgot to add it to my Disney princess gowns tier (oops) but overall I've always had an affinity for Polynesian-Hawaiian fashion. I love all the details without it being overwhelming, and that necklace is gorgeous too.

Anna

I know that TECHNICALLY Anna's real "casual outfit" is actually just her fancy gown, but with sleeves and a cape - or at least it's very similar, so for me that meant I might as well do this dress instead. Could I have gone into Frozen 2? Sure, but I didn't want to do that because then I would have to consider ALL Anne and Elsa's outfits and that'd take forever. If I were gonna do that, I'd rather do a list of ONLY Frozen outfits or something xD Anyway, I think this dress is HELLA cute! A real nice spring dress, with some cute nature details at the bottom along with a "corset" and long sleeves. I like that while it's overall green, there are some pink accents and it has multiple shades of green so it doesn't feel too simple.

Rapunzel

I already mentioned this in the gown version of this tier list, but I am overall a fan of all of Rapunzel's outfits. I would have LOVED to see her green concept art dress though, holy crap. I hope there's a cosplayer out there who has made that dress cause I want to see it irl SO BAD xD Anyway, the dress we got is cute! Different shades of pink and purple, SMALL puff sleeves and loads of small details along with lace. I'm a lace girl, love lace, will never say no to lace. Probably.

Mulan

Now see THIS is a much better outfit for Mulan! Which is interesting cause it has a similar color scheme to her fancy hanfu, dark blue, dark red, grayish white and a pinkish red as well. So... why does this look WAY better to me??? I don't know. It just does. Perhaps I'll try to do a color swap of these two and see if I can make myself like Mulan's fancy hanfu more that way xD

Ariel

This dress is so stinking cute and the bigass bow in Ariel's hair is hilariously oversized, but in the best way xD I like that it's blue, but three different shades so it - like I've mentioned earlier with Anna's dress - isn't just one solid color. It is just a tiiiiiny bit too simple for my liking though, which is why it isn't higher on my list.

Belle

Not gonna lie, I heavily prefer Belle's peasant dress to her fancy, gold gown. It's simply color-wise, but the color switch around enough for it to not feel like one solid block of color. White shirt with poofy sleeves and a collar, blue dress with thick straps and a white petticoat along with a white apron. No cute little details or anything like that, but it doesn't feel that boring despite only being two colors. Also, her hairstyle is super cute.

Kida

I actually like like Kida's outfit just fine. It's nothing fantastic though and I think it's a little bit safe. Atlantians are, from what I know, a fictional group of people and culture, right? Why not experiment a bit more? Make her wear something that stands out! Instead it's just something I can imagine seeing a random white girl wear at the beach. It's not bad, but it's one of my many issues with the visuals of the Atlantis movie.

Jasmine

I like Jasmine's outfit fine. But it's all the same shade of blue and has NO details whatsoever. Yes, the "belt" of her pants is a lighter shade, but not by much. If it had a bit more decoration on it, I would like it a lot more. And I don't like those earrings. They've confused me since I was a child. How high up are her earlobes supposed to be exactly??? I don't know about you guys, but my earlobes are parallel to just below my cheek bones. On Jasmine, based on the earrings, it looks like her earlobes are parallel to the lower part of her eye which is just VERY high up, isn't it??? Either way, a fairly simply outfit that I think only really works cause Jasmine's own beauty carries it all.

Elsa

Eh... this dress should be right up my alley. I love cyan and teal shades, it has long sleeves, there's purple there, there's some cute details without them being overwhelming. On paper, I should love or at least like this dress and I just... don't. I really can't explain why, it just doesn't do anything for me. My only guess would be that it's tight. It looks limiting. Which is kinda the idea given what Elsa is going through at this point in the movie, so I like it for her, but personally it just doesn't work for me.

Merida

Again. Dark teal/cyan, but with Merida's dress I can easily explain why I dislike it: IT'S SO FUCKING BORING. It's one solid color all the way through and then it has those small frilly thingies on her wrists and upper body and I despise frills. Hate them. Reminds me of whipped cream and I hate whipped cream too xD And the frills being fucking beige doesn't help xD

Aurora

Boring peasant gown is boring, but I love that corset! But there's too much... beige, gray and just... I like color, okay? Or at least just not "neutral" colors like this. I might honestly have liked it more if it had dark, warm, earthy color instead. I am anti-beige xD Also never been a fan of this type of collar. It's giving school uniform and it makes me feel two types of ways and neither are what I should be feeling looking at a Disney movie xD

Tiana

This shade of yellow is one of the ONLY shades of yellow I actually like, otherwise I am just not a fan of yellow, usually. I do think it suits Tiana very well, but outside of that it's just very plain. I like the silhouette, sorta, but that's about it.

Pocahontas

Again, not a fan of neutral beige'ish colors. And what pisses me off is that if you google Native American fashion, there are SO MANY gorgeous examples. Once again, I get that animators might not want to put a bunch of details on an outfit of the main character, but goddammit, why does it have to be THIS boring??? Thankfully the necklace is there, but the dress on its own is just really boring.

Cinderella

Do I even have to explain this one? Disney has made plenty of cute "housemaid" outfits (Nanny from 101 Dalmatians, Mrs. Jenkins from Pocahontas 2) and this is just not one of them. But considering that one of the reasons Cinderella is wearing such a plain outfit is to make her ballgown that much more amazing, and that I find that to be one of the most boring Disney ballgowns, this outfit doesn't work for me.

Snow White

I mean, come on. It's supposed to be ugly and they succeeded. Can't really hate it for doing its job xD

Check out my tier list for Disney princess gowns here!

#disney #disney gowns #disney dresses #peasant dresses #tier #favorites #least favorite

[cravingforsweetsbooksandpurpose]

My Journey on Learning How To Draw

I've always wanted to draw and thought art is very cool. I was intimidated that I'm not good at it. I couldn't even draw a straight line! 😫 But threads on twt had me realize that drawing isn't just about talent, age, and tools. It's all about hardwork, dedication, and practice.

And so I've decided to start learning how to draw! I've been wanting to make my zosan or sanji imagines into fanarts. I wanna draw pretty Sanji too! 🥹 And I wanna post my progress here on Tumblr just for funsies. So here's what I did so far

Day 1

I started to trace one of my favorite Sanji shots in Wano. And you can see how unsteady my hand is 😭 I'm using my phone (android) and the app IbisPaintX with a universal stylus.

I tried to do tracing first to get a feel of what and how much I needed to improve and grow. And I basically don't know anything but trace 😭 While the second and third on were just for funsies when I got comfortable scribbling.

Day 2

Now this is where I'm the happiest and proudest thing I did for this year. Heheh. Day 2 is technically today. And these 2 that I made is what made me want to share my progress here on Tumblr.

The first one's still tracing though and still hasn't finished it yet (hair & bg) but I wanna challenge myself to copy the whole shot which is a big game for someone who doesn't know anything about coloring 😭 but I really wanna push myself and see how far I can go and if I can do it. My lining is still rough and squiggly and I almost gave up when I started coloring. It looks so blah. But I remember all the art shorts/reels/tiktoks I'm always watching and shading/shadow changes everything and I have to be patient. And it paid off 😭 I have a lot to learn but to know that I'm not just grasping straws. Knowing how to work around making art and the basics makes me more comfortable to go into the very basics now. Bc I still don't know shit about proportions, positions, size and anatomy.

Also the second I just did just 2 hrs ago. I really wanna draw chibis and I wanna practice drawing Sanji's hair. Heheh. Still don't know anatomy but thank god IPX has free materials of anything. And scrolling through the chibi trace sketch pose I remember it's near Valentine's so I made this! Took the inspo from the third pic! Bc zosan chibi is so cute!

Most proud of that one. I did it on my own beside the body. It's not the best but it's the cutest thing I made to date.

So that's all!!! Mehehe definitely gonna start the serious anatomy drawing lessons I found on yt tomorrow. Good night everyone!

#learning how to draw #sanji

[ficklepenguin]

i got tagged in this a while ago by @gnarlystarships but i got lazy about filling it out

3 ships: First of all, obviously, Blupjeans of taz fame. They're my beautiful perfect OTP. Second, Morticia and Gomez. and third...... to continue the theme, Nadja and Laszlo from what we do in the shadows.

First Ship: PT!!! aka Tom/B'Elanna from Star Trek Voyager. i remember wanting a pt cruiser solely because of them despite thinking they were hideously ugly. this is hilarious because now it looks like i only like m/f ships but the four i listed here are basically the only ones I've ever cared about.

Last Song: actively listening to planetary by mcr

Last Film: in full, it was Mamma Mia!!!! i finally made my roommate watch it. he said "i can see why people like it." lmao

Currently reading: sort of reading a couple of books, I finally got my hands on the missing circle of magic books I was missing (only to find out there were three more i was missing that i didn't even know about) and the lioness quartet so naturally I started reading the wild magic quartet. but i also started sandry's book!!

Currently craving: hmmm not really anything for a change. if i don't have to pick a food i'll say more blupjeans. always more blupjeans. but also... creme brulee ice cream.

fav color: it varies but recently i've been into blue shades.

relationship status: single and kind of bummed about it but also mostly okay with it

last thing I googled: "bg3 patch 6" because i'm eagerly awaiting it. maybe they'll fix shield bash. maybe.... maybe this time.....

current obsessions: the adventure zone (esp balance) and baldur's gate 3.

i'm supposed to tag nine people but i'm gonna say.... @ungarmax @perniciouslizard @catholicjigglypuff and 6 more people who want to do it!!! tag me if you do it, i wanna know what y'all have to say 😊

#tag games #me #penguin rambles

[fonulyn]

I've been rereading "and each one of us is a path somewhere" since I was lucky enough to have the page loaded before AO3 was DDOS'd. And I am really glad because I love that fic! I'm not sure if I've commented on it before to say that (and I don't wanna risk loading anything just yet to check/send a comment lol ^>^”) but I still wanted to say that. It's a really good fic! It made the two bus rides I took in the last two days much better, and I could, for a second, pretend that the Residen Evil World still had an alive Piers which is the best part of fics XD

Also I really love the concept in general. Piers time travelling for Leon Specifically (which. I would be inclined to believe that he was only visible to him + zombies if not for Ada talking at him lmao, if only because of the gun shop scene). Though I do love that, in this fic, Ada either just Magic Science Forgot Piers was there (maybe the memories transfer through a kiss lol) or just straight up gaslit Leon about it for no reason other than "I don't want to deal with this," or at least I assume that was her reason. Like. I love Ada to bits and would forgive her most wrongs, but that is still extremely funny to me. Ada, girl, what are you doing.

Anyway, aside from that, I just really love it all. The banter, the soft relationship and how it's building up. And I love the thought that Leon had to internally accept Piers time travelled to him and he wouldn't remember Leon on his own. Can't help but imagine the mix of worry and relief he felt about the whole thing :'3

So yeah, leaving this here to tell you I love that fic and I am very glad you wrote and shared it. Thank you so much for that! <3

so first of all, most importantly: THANK YOU for such a lovely long message!! truly was the highlight of my day. I read it in the morning and kept thinking of it throughout the day, even though I just now got the chance to respond :3 I'm glad hte fic helped entertain you through bus rides too! (and shhhh I don't know why you say ''pretend'' he's alive and well and happy with his boyfriend Leon)

you know I never even thought that Piers could be only visible to Leon and now I'm kinda bummed I didn't because that would've been sorta fun :'D but alas, too late haha. as for Ada, I honestly think she 100% lied to Leon because she didn't want to deal with that pining shit lol. she had a job to do, a mission to focus on, and that crap? not helpful. so forgetting it we are! she 100% didn't even think she was ever gonna see Leon (or Piers) again ever again at that point so who cares if she twists the truth a little bit :'D

ahhh and I'm so happy you enjoyed the buildup! Leon did go through a lot while waiting for Piers to get those memories 😅 but hey at least he wasn't alone in RC, that has to count for something, and they did get their happy ending eventually! even if it took twenty years :'D

I hope you don't mind I published this ask but I really just want to keep it forever 💖 and come back to it when I'm struggling with writing and feeling like none of it makes sense. I have no words to even convey how much kind comments like this mean to me! and help with motivation issues too! hearing specifics what you enjoyed and thought made my entire day :D

(sidenote; this is why comments on ao3 are so important, too, because they're easy to find for a motivation boost! I've had 'friends' who staunchly refused to comment there and just sent me a quick pm somewhere, and the thing about pms is that they get lost :( they won't be findable at one point. on ao3, they'll always remain!) (this is 100% not applicaple here i was just reminded of it 😅 no shade to this absolutely lovely and wonderful ask!!!)

#flowers-all-around-me #ask and i shall answer #me and my fics #gross sobbing #this was truly so nice 💖

[waynes-multiverse]

Hi Wayne, how you doing??!!! So this is absolutely random but I've had a crazy dream (you know one of those you're part of it but you don't actually control your feelings or anything else? like is a movie with yourself in it and you're just there very vividly watching from your own body while everything is happening??) and I swear to God that was the most fanfiction coded dream I've ever had😭 the thing is, my brain in my sleep basically created a whole ass story and I decided to tell you about cause I'm NOT a writer and have idea of what to do with this, but I enjoyed the story and wanted to share in case you or any writer that's reading this wanna catch this up and write about it, so here we go! I'm sorry if is kinda confusing and it seems like there's stuff missing, but in my defense, it was a dream, and dreams are confusing as fuck okay!!! So, what I remember of it is that Sam and Dean where hunting something (that I can't remember WHAT bc my dream decided that was not important enough to be remembered and it went missing as if it didn't matter at all when the rest of the stuff started to happen) and this creature had some kind of toxins in their bodies that could make other people kinda loose their minds, it would get some weakness that person has as use it against them. Dean was infected (don't ask me how, i didn't got to see that part of the dream 😭) and he didn't know about the toxins, he didn't know he started hallucinating (him and Sam split and Sam was the one to find out about it, so that's why Dean didn't knew), so dean saw reader (I'm gonna refer myself as reader bc it's to say 'me', even tho the dream is mine 💀) and thought she was a demon, bc the weakness that was used against him was his own. they didn't knew each other, he was just getting some heavy hallucinations and poor reader was walking by and got dragged into it), so after some time of him screaming to her about demons and stuff he points his gun at her, she tries to make him see some reason don't shoot her (reader had no ideia about demons and ghosts and stuff, for her dean was just a crazy lunatic), after a good while as some big ass tension, dean shoots. yup. my boy KILLED her.

sam gets seconds later and by one look at his brother he knows exactly what happened, Sam had made a quick cure to the toxins (and solved the case) and used on dean, when dean came back to his senses and realized what happened it was like... DARK... my man basically invented 'fifty shades of angst' right there. he started begging for cas to show up even tho the reader is dead, and Cas does show up, but he's not with his full mojo and would not be able to bring reader back, not being full strength. dean remembers something about souls being powerful and tells Cas to touch his soul so Cas would have enough strength to bring her back. after some serious conversation and stuff Cas accepts it, and a whole thing is done and POOFT, reader is brought back. is it over? NO. IT'S JUST THE BEGGING. something went wrong, and Cas accidentally bounded their souls together during the healing moment, and they soon realize if one gets too far away from telhe other, they get in pain, so now reader has to get stuck with the guy that literally KILLED her and dean's gonna carry the guilt of all of it. it gets better!!! it took a LOT of deans soul to help heal reader, so it's almost like his soul is "hurting", and the way to help iiiiiisssss... touching the reader! no I don't mean like SEXUALLY touching the reader, just touching the reader. her arm, holding her hand, hugging her, anything. so he would happen to have times of "collapses" in which he would be in a lot of pain and the only way to ease it out would be touching her, it's like a mutual help bound. his soul provided to bring her back and now her soul provides to ease his pain. and they both are literally always butting heads, so it was kinda difficult to accept the fact that they had to always be close to each other and also constantly touching every time dean needed to, i don't remember much after that but it was and sloooow slow SLOOOOW evolution between these two, like, putting the term "slow burn" to almost SHAME🧍 so it was kinda one enemies to friends to lovers i guess? but with w lot of guilt involved (from Dean's side mainly, of COURSE) and of THAT I can assure y'all! the dream ended a while after that so I don't know what happened later so I'm sorry for that😭 I needed to put this out somewhere and you ended up being the poor victim, bc as I said, i don't write, do I didn't know what to do with... with THIS. so SORRY about that!!! 💀 I hope you're having a great day!

Omg, I loooooove this idea! I swear my head already started spinning various plots and fill in holes while reading this 😂🖤

I already liked the beginning of this and was thinking, “Oh, cool one shot idea!” But then I read “NO. IT’S JUST THE BEGINNING” and I knew this was gonna be a whole series. (Honestly, thank you. All I needed was more plot bunnies for series 😂🙈🤪)

But you did come to the right place because we know I love the slowest of slow burns (thoroughly cooked is the only way to go, y’know?) 😝 Also, enemies to friends to lovers! Hell, yes please! However, we also know I have a few things to finish first 👀(Don’t look at me like that y’all. I know you’re waiting for TBH, DBM, PH and God knows what else, and I heard you and will tell the muse to hurry the fuck up, mm-kay?)

I’ll stop working towards the end of July, tho. So hopefully I’ll have more time then and might be able to tackle this as a summer project? I’d really love to do it! Anyways, you’re welcome to dm me anytime, sweet anon, so we can discuss this in detail and I can give you credit for this amazing idea/dream if you want 🥰🖤

#wayne answers #sweet anons #writing request #plot bunnies #easter came early to this blog 🐰

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1012: Another Fun, Relaxing Beach Time (King of Fighters)

1:34 p.m. Beach Resort......

Antonov: (Places his Fists on his Hips With a Hardy Smile on his Face) Alright, Private Misha! (Points at the Other Side of the Volleyball Net in Front of Him) Examine our opponents' stats with perception!

Misha: (Immediately Salutes to his Teammate) YES SIR, MR. ANTONOV, SIR!! (Pulls his Binoculars From Out of his Swimming Trunks' Pocket and Takes a Look at his Opponent From a Distance) Hmmmm......Ramon Cortex Rodriguez. (Watches Ramon Flexes his Muscles) A tough Lucha Libre Wrestler with quick acrobatics to boot. (Now Sees Ramon Flirts With Two Ladies Walking By) As well as being popular woth the ladies? I think?

Antonov: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Hmm.....A Casanova eh? Perhaps we should devise a plan to distract him of some kind.

Misha: (Nodded To his Idol in Agreement) Yeah. We should. (Puts Back on his Binoculars and Looks Back at his Opponent) And then we have the King of Dinosaurs.

K.O.D.: (Roars Loudly in the Distance) RARRRWWRRR!!!

Misha: .....Who is just as roar-y as he always was at every ring. (Turns Back to his Teammate) No doubt he'll be the toughest to beat.

Antonov: True......(Turns Back to Mishamiles Confidently) But it isn't to say we shouldn't get tougher too, am I right?

Misha: Yeah. (Puts his Binoculars Down While Looking Away a Bit Sadly) But.....u-um....

Antonov: (Starts Frowning in Worry) What's wrong, Lil' Misha? (Kneels Down to his Fan's Level) Are you feeling nervous already?

Misha: Not entirely. It's just that....Well....Are you sure that having me on your team is a good idea? You guys are so big and strong while I'm just so....(Looks Down at the Sandy Ground) small, weak and ordinary.

Antonov: Hey now. That's not true. Well, you being small is, but everything else besides that is false! You may not be strong in a physical standpoint, but I believe that you have the biggest passion and heart out of the rest of us here.

Misha: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) You do?

Antonov: (Happily Nodded) You got that right. Not to mention that you're also the smartest too. Remember that time you were able to complete seven crossword puzzle pages within an hour or so? Now, that's something to be proud of right there.

Misha: (Smiles Sheepishly While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Oh come on now. It wasn't really anything to wrote home about. I'm sure you guys would've been able to complete it if you-

?????: Ahora!

Antonov and Misha turn their heads to their opponents staring at them at/ he other side of the neat.

Ramon: (Smirks at his Opponents) Are you two pollos gonna stand here and talk all day or we're gonna get this volleyball match started?

King of Dinosaurs: RAWWR!

Antonov: Guess we kept them waiting long enough. (Turns to Misha With a Confident Smirk on his Face) Ready to give our foes a show?

Misha: (Smirks Back at Antonov) I was born ready.

As Antonov gets up from the ground, him and Misha rushes over to net screams out "VOLLEYBALLLLLLLLL" as they begin the first round of the match.

Angel: (Sighs Relaxingly While Watching the Volleyball Match in the Distance and Cuddling with Krohnen on a Two People Sized Bench) I remember the day when me and mami played volleyball for the first time~ Good times~

Krohnen: You know, you're always welcome to chime in and play a round or two.

Angel: Nah. I'm too relaxed and cozy to play right now. Besides....(Snuggles onto her Boyfriend) If there's anyone I want to team up with, is would be you, cookie.

Krohnen: (Smirks a Bit) Well, I hate to be that guy, but you're gonna have to find yourself a new partner. Don't know how to play the sport.

Angel: (Turns to Krohnen While Sliding her Shades Down) Seriously?

Krohnen: Seriously. (Grabs his Chin) In fact, I don't think I've ever played a sport before. Unless you count doing 24 hours of "exercise" tests in a lab all day as sports related.

Angel: (Gives Krohnen a Worried, Frown on her Face) No. I don't. (Went Back to Hugging Krohnen) I am so glad we are out of that hell hole, carino....

Krohnen: ('Sigh') Ain't that the truth. It might've been a long time coming, but we finally got the freedom we need to survive out here. No more running, no more N.E.S.T.s agents following our every move-

Angel: You still have K' and Kula to worry about.

Krohnen: (Slowly Turns his Head to Angel With a Deadpinned Look).......I was hoping I would never hear those names again today, but thanks.

Angel: (Smiles Brightly) De nada!~ Ooh! And you also have to worry about tin man, whip girl, Diana, and Foxy girl you tried to-

Krohnen: Okay, okay! I get it! (Starts Rolling his Eyes) I swear, it's like you wanted me to get killed or something.....

Angel: (Gasps Loudly Before Giving her Boyfriend a Pouty Look on her Face) Bueno, yo nunca! You know I would never let anyone hurt you! Especially from some palillo de dientes who doesn't know how to stop herself from ramming into a wall!

Krohnen: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah, yeah. I know. I wouldn't let anything happen to you too, babe.

Angel: ('Hmph') (Went Back to Hugging Krohnen With a Satisfied Smile) You better or we're gonna have some problems, mister!~

Krohnen: ('Heh) Please. (Gently Places his Finger Under Angel's Chin) The only problem we're going to have is you not being anymore cuter than you should~

Angel: (Stares at Krohnen For a Few Seconds Before Snickering) What!?~

Krohnen: (Starts Looking Away While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Sorry.....I've been thinking of a pickup line to give you once we got here and this is one I came up with....Terrible, isn't it?

Angel: (Starts Shaking her Hand) Mmmm....I'd give it an average score at best. (Gently Move Krohnen's Head Back to her Direction While Smiling at Him) But I appericate the effort, cookie~ (Starts Kissing her Boyfriend on the Lips) Very....('Mmwah') much so~ ('Mmm~')

Krohnen: Thanks~ (Continues Kissing the Love of his Life)

Ramon: (Groans While Rolling his Eyes at the Couple in the Distance) Look at them, already smacking lips everywhere we go..... Couldn't they get a room already? We are AT the beach!

K.O.D.: Rawr.

Ramon: Wha- (Turns to His Volleyball Partner Next to Him) No, no, my friend. I don't mean in a literal sense. I-ARGH!(Suddenly Gets Hit in the Head to the Floor by a Volleyball)

'THAWCK'

Ramon: (Gets Back Up and Glares at the Other Side of the Net) Oye! Who said we're resuming the game now? (Starts Rubbing his Head)

Misha: Sorry, Mr. Ramon!

@keyenuta

@tampire

@illyrilex

@theweebmaster31

@cyber-wildcat

@albion-93

@caleb13frede

@ma-lemons

#king of fighters #antonov #misha (the kid antonov saved in kof 14) #ramon (kof) #king of dinosaurs #krohnen #angel #beach time #cute romance #lots of fluff #krohnen x angel #humor #k' dash (mentioned) #kula (mentioned) #maxima (mentioned) #whip (mentioned) #diana & foxy (mentioned) #edited

[kal-culator]

Dear prince cream, hope im not to late for the new round of questions, so here we go!!! -5 what color are your eyes? (i think someone once said that eyes are the windows to the soul, hope im not being to creepy whith this one ehe) -34 is there a song you know every word by heart? (favorite song owo) -46 favorite holiday film?(bonus favorite holiday) -49 can you skip rocks? -Do you wear a mask?(it counts favorite sky's mask) (wanted to ask 7,but remembered you have fluff-cloud for hair) -24 :3

Nawh it's never too late for questions. And since you seem to have fun picking it, I'll try to answer them by my best ability.

Also no need to worry about be Nonnon! I have a sister who's self aware that her little sister is an overworked cat and she can and will take my tablet privilege just to make me rest.

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5. What color are your eyes?

I'm a sweet little Asian with adorable brown eyes and dark hair. It's black on a good day and bright brown on a greater day, no in-between.

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34. Favourite song?

Oooh a lot. I'm an absolute weeb who used to remember every lyrics from persona 3 and 4 ost, even the rap I'm telling you. But like, I don't really think I have a favourite song or any specific ones that I remember fully.

I listen to a lot of PATD, AJR and Taylor Swift! But if you want to know my favourite favourite it's got to be La Seine. I can give you a whole playlist but it's gonna be a mess lol because I really like my playlists.

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46. Favourite holiday films?

I don't know.. I don't know much about holiday movies in general sadly other than Home Alone, which, an old pick I know. But other than that I don't really know much.

Personally though I enjoy Eid Al-Adha. While it's only two days of holiday in comparison to Eid Mubarak, I think the social work I used to do during Eid Al-Adha is more memorable!

I used to work with a bunch of people in my high school to prepare packed and wrapped food to share that exact same day to those who needs it. It's hard because cooking isn't my specialty- but it's the thought that counts! And besides I also get a portion everytime.

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49. Can you skip rocks?

Fwips hair. Only four meters ahead but that still counts.

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Do you wear mask?

I do! Both irl and in sky lol. Usually I'd wear either the rose mask, the shade mask, or one of the abyss mask. Simplicity is key, but I also have fashion quota to fulfill.

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24. If we're on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

I'm either going to pass out and nap while you're vibing there, or I can start rambling to you about every piece of lore and story ideas that came to me or I've been thinking about for DAYS. I don't care whether you actually will understand what I said or not but as long as you're not stopping me and or ask me anything I WILL continue until I pass out. Peace.

#nonnon anon #prince does ask #uh oh playlist reveal

[viky2318]

this one is REALLY long. the longest chapter i've ever wrote, i think. but i'm too lazy to split it into more parts so HERE YOU GO.

Muffet woke up at the sound of voices murmuring next to her. They were young voices, probably children ones, one of them particularly joyful and the other one more quiet. "Look, look! She's up!" The cheerful voice exclaimed as she opened her eyes. She saw two small human looking ghosts, one of them with an orange-ish shade and the other one purple. Their facial traits were quite indistinct, but somehow their expressions were still understandable. "Brother, if you keep shouting like this you'll scare her out of her skin" the purple one scolded. Muffet sat up, looking at the two kids slightly confused. “Who are you?” she asked them, sounding still a bit sleepy. The purple ghost was about to say something, but the orange one spoke faster. “We’re humans! I’m Bravo and this is Percy. Mom told me to warn her when you wake up and to tell her if you had nightmares.” he explained. The purple kid, Percy apparently, rephrased his brother’s words in a more comprehensible way for her. “Raehel, our mother, asked us to keep an eye on you because there’s some sort of entity that she doesn’t get along with and that is trying to speak with you. She also asked us to warn her when you wake up, so she can send you where you have to go". The spider took a few seconds to understand who the child was talking about, but before she could ask anything else Bravo spoke again. "Mom said you're gonna fight that gray bad guy with Azzy! Is it true?" he asked. "That's… not what mom said" Percy added, looking at the brother with a brow raised.  "but that's practically the same thing!", "... No it's not? She said she's gonna meet them and then she didn't say anything about what will happen", "but they are the bad person that hurt Azzy, and mom said they're gonna kick their butt!", "That's what Azzy said, not mom". The two kids started discussing, almost completely forgetting about Muffet's presence. She sighed quietly, finding them really cute and at the same time being slightly interested by the information the two were giving her (Flowey got hurt by Sam?), but then got up. She got out of the room, the two kids ignoring her, and went into the living room.

Raehel was sitting on the armchair, another child (this one was light blue) sleeping on her lap as she read a book. Flowey instead was in his pot, speaking to a red child and a green one. Two last children, a green one and a yellow one, were sitting on the floor with Fresh while he was narrating some story of his. The moment Raehel noticed her she gently held the light blue child and got up. "Good to see you, young one. How do you feel?" she asked quietly, a warm smile on her face. Some of the children turned around to look at her, curious, Flowey looked at her with a brow raised and Fresh smiling widely as his glasses switched to "HI KID". "I'm fine, thank you for the concern. The children woke me up after a while, but I didn't mind" the spider explained. Raehel nodded quietly, letting out a low chuckle. "I see. Bravo is a good child, but sometimes is a little too chatty…" she said while laying the sleeping child on the armchair. Muffet looked at the small ghosts curiously, not remembering them being around before. "Who are they?" She asked, looking again at the old lady. She seemed to understand her slight confusion and explained: "these are my children, and Asriel's siblings. This morning I asked them to stay in their room because I still wasn't sure of your behavior. Sorry for the low trust, but not always Fresh brings here perfect gentlemen…". The skeleton, hearing such a thing being said, looked at the lady with his glasses spelling "SRSLY?". "Geez, Rae! Why do you always have to say bad things about me?" He asked with an ironic smile, but the goat lady ignored his question and asked Muffet: "dear, I know I already asked you before, but… are you sure you want to go?". The spider's expression became more resolute. "Of course. My decision was taken a lot before coming here" she said. Bravo and Percy popped into the kitchen, then the green child called them near and told them something.

"Hey, kid! Ya gotta bring me with you. Gimme your hand" the flower suddenly exclaimed, catching Muffet's attention. She took a few steps near the pot where Flowey was, and moved her hand near him. He looked at it for a second, then wrapped himself around it and moved up to her arm, reaching her shoulder and gathering himself all near there, leaving her hand and forearm free. Raehel looked at him for a moment, that same concerned and sad look she had that morning coming back, before opening a portal… to an Anti-void. Fresh got up and went next to the goat lady, his glasses changing to "DON'T WORRY". "they're not a pair of random buckos, girl. They're, like, two professional fighters with a good head on their shoulders. They'll be fine! Trust me, k?", he told her, his usual chilled smile being displayed on his skeletal face. The old lady laid her gaze on him for a moment, then smiled quietly as well. "Alright. I'll trust you this time. Don't make me regret this choice", she finally stated. One of the kids tugged the sleeve of Muffet's dress. It was the red kid, and only now the spider noticed how this kid seemed to be Frisk. "Be careful, miss. We remember how dangerous this person can be", the child explained, sounding really serious. "Azzy! Not even a goodbye hug?", the yellow child exclaimed with a brow raised. The flower rolled his eyes, but a quiet smile creeped up his face. "Geez, you're such a sentimental one sister…", he commented before leaning down Muffet's shoulder enough to be at the level of his siblings. All of the ghost children got near, and together they all closed Flowey in a hug. Even the light blue child, who apparently woke up just for this. Muffet noticed with a small hint of amusement how the flower seemed to blush a little in embarrassment at this show of affection from his siblings, his grumpy expression softening and his gaze moving away from them. "Try not to get too hurt", the blue child told him. "If you need anything you can always call us, ok?", the green one added. "Don't rush it. We'll wait as long as it takes'', the light blue child murmured. "Slap them on the face for us!", the orange kid said before Percy could stop him. "The important thing is that you come back, it doesn't matter what happens to that gray jerk", the purple one specified. Once the children released Flowey from their affectionate hug he climbed back on Muffet's shoulder, trying to hide his smile. The spider looked at Raehel once again, who was smiling at her children. "We'll be back as soon as possible" she said, before turning around and walking in the portal.

The moment it completely closed, the two monsters found themselves in an almost perfect silence, broken only by Muffet’s breath. "... now what?" The flower almost murmured to himself, not expecting Muffet to have an answer. She never thought about the possibility of searching for Sam in an Anti-void. Last time she came here was the first time she met them and the others, and the idea of coming back never crossed her mind. This wasn't that same Anti-void, as Error's strings weren't present here, but had that same unsettling feeling of unending, infinite emptiness any other Anti-void have. After a long moment of silence, Flowey spoke. "... Knowing them I would have expected something more… how do I say it… visible? Like, I dunno, a shelter or something" He commented, a slight worry in his voice. "They're hiding, it's obvious that it won't be easy to find them. They're not stupid" Muffet replied. The flower didn't seem convinced by her words, his gaze wandering around their surroundings. "Yeah yeah I know, but… it still feels wrong. I don't know how you know them, but I'm pretty sure they wouldn't hide their place if they didn't want us to do something first" he said. A cold, sharp fear made Muffet almost shiver, suddenly being more aware of the human's abilities. "Wait- they know we're here? How can you be sure?" She asked, looking again at him. He almost immediately met her gaze, a brow raised in surprise and a slight skepticism in his expression. "Are you serious? Of course Sam knows we're here. They always know where their pawns are… You really thought they didn't know? … Golly, you sure don't know them". Muffet didn't answer him, clearly taken aback by the news. She always thought she was acting secretly, without them knowing what was going on. Only now she understood… She was still playing their game. She didn't go searching for them. They let her search for them. Maybe they knew every single move she made. Maybe this was a trap. Maybe she was risking death more than she thought. She should have listened to Grillby…

No.

No no no. This negative thinking won't bring her anywhere. She reached this point. She wasn't gonna go back. She was going to have a nice chat with that little annoying kid, or else she was going to stab them right in the chest. "We're gonna find them anyway" she simply stated, a new plan starting to form in her mind. "Yeah, cool, I like your enthusiasm. What are you planning?" Flowey asked, a bit hoping that he wasn't wasting his time. Muffet looked around, then her gaze fixed on the infinite ceiling of the place. "Do you know Error?" She asked him back, an idea popping in her mind. The flower furrowed a bit in confusion, not really understanding the reason why she was asking him this. "Sure I know the boomer. Like, not personally, but I know who he is. Why?". The spider created a magic web string, a satisfied grin appearing on her face as she started rotating it as if she was about to throw it. "The funny guy once found Sam in a place like this one. I doubt he's gonna get mad if I steal his decorating style…" she added in the end, before throwing at full strength the web in the sky.

Logic will never be able to explain this, but somehow the string attached to the inexistent ceiling, hanging there. Now that she was sure this would have worked, Muffet started throwing more and more strings to the ceiling, making them stretch into every direction of the Anti-void, moving so they practically got out of sight. Flowey remained silent, looking at her work. At the beginning he wasn't really sure of what she was trying to do (other than making this place look like Error's Anti-void), but then something hit the bell and he more or less understood her plan. In less than half an hour her strings covered many kilometers, and Muffet took a break. Even if she wasn’t doing anything anymore, the strings kept getting longer and longer, reaching who knows what lost places in that infinite white. "Geez, I'm out of practice…” she commented quietly. Flowey glanced at her for a moment, then looked away. "... not bad… If you put a bunch of souls and a few puppets there I'm sure it will look exactly like Walking Windows Vista's place" he said with a smirk, not wanting to admit she did a pretty good job but still feeling like giving her some credit. "truth to be told, this is my most ugly work. Sure, it still will work, but with a few more hours I could make it at least look good" she answered him, glancing at her handwork for a moment with a critical eye. "Seriously though, what's this thing for? Are you trying to trap the buddy's soul and, like, force them here? I'm not even sure they have a soul…" Flowey asked after a moment. "I would like to remind you that my webs aren't Error's strings…" the spider stated. Her strings didn't work with souls, except for the purple ones. These strings in specific though, the one she scattered around the Anti-void, were an interesting handwork she learned to do when she started working with her mother. They kept growing by themselves as long as Muffet was focused and wrapped around anything like vines. It was a funny trick she mainly used to keep thieves away from her clan's money. The flower remained silent for another while, then asked: “... and now?”. “Now…”. The spider sat down on the white floor with her legs crossed. “... we wait”.

Some time passed. Probably an hour. When… three strings tensed. From two different directions. Flowey raised a brow, not knowing how to interpret this. “What does this mean? Ya found something?”. Muffet stared at them for a moment, some sort of worry in her eyes, and the flower felt a bad feeling climbing his back. “Sounds like we found something more than our gray friend…” she quietly explained. “Oh great. Just great. What is it? Can you, I dunno, know already what we are going to kill? Or is that too much for your thingies?” the flower asked, a clear annoyance in his voice. “What do you think? I don’t have eyes at the end of the strings. Stop complaining and let me work” the spider stated harshly, wanting him to be silent. She then took the end of the three strings, and pulled hard one of the two from the same direction. “Only one?”. Flowey wasn’t planning to shut up soon… “We’re gonna deal with whoever they are singularly. Or do you want to risk dying just because you decided to deal with a bunch of possibly almighty entities? Man, if we find ourselves in front of Nightmare or someone in his gang, I’m gonna leave you to fight them alone”. She kept pulling the string, and after a while… it went on fire from the other side. Flowey’s eyes widened, both in concern and curiosity. “The hell… wait wait wait- are we dealing with a Dreemurr? Or- or maybe is the Sans guy, that one with the rainbow fire from his skull…? That cheap copy of me from that other world, how was he called… Raley? Or-” “Will you ever shut the fuck up?” Muffet cut him off, glaring at him intensely. She clearly did not like the flower’s continued chatting, but he didn’t care. A random swearing wouldn’t have stopped him from knowing what he wanted to know. She gave one last pull at the string before the fire could reach her hands. In less than a minute they found themselves with a tired fire man hanging by a leg in front of them. His glasses were gone, probably fell while getting dragged here, and he was squeezing his eyes to try to see something. “Oh lord it’s a Grillby” Flowey commented, rolling his eyes… and noticing the spider’s expression a bit late. She seemed… stunned, to say at least. A bit scared, if it was up to the flower’s interpretation. Why was she so surprised? Did she know this guy? “Grillby?!” she exclaimed before releasing the man and helping him get up. “What the hell are you doing here??”. “... So the strings were yours…” the fire man started. “We were searching for you, Muffet. Maddy almost literally crossed the whole multiverse to find you”. “Wait- Maddy? I thought they were safe at home with you! Are they ok? Please don’t tell me they’re here as well…”. Grillby remained silent, looking away from Muffet’s eyes even if he didn’t see anything. “... yeah, they’re here as well” he said in the end, his voice sounding invariably calm. Muffet glared at him, then huffed quietly and started pulling the second string. “Wait wait wait- is the fire buddy on our side? I’m still confused” Flowey said. “Well- duh! I left him alive. What do you think?” the spider answered. “What is the talking yellow thing on your shoulder? Is it a Flowey?” Grillby asked, squeezing his eyes in an unuseful attempt to see the flower. “Yeah, he’s ok. Don’t mind him too much, he’s here only for Sam”. “So he is the guy Fresh was talking about? The one who should know where Sam is?”. “Nah, that was his mother. It’s a bit complicated, I’ll tell you later”. In a few minutes, also an angry Mad Mew Mew got dragged there, hanging by the arm. “I SWEAR TO WHATEVER YOU WANT IF I FIND WHOEVER KIDNAPPED GRILLBY I’LL-”

The cat interrupted her shouting as her green eyes laid on Muffet. This time, it was her the one who widened her eyes in shock. Muffet released her, and she fell standing up. After a very long second, she hugged the spider tight with an annoyed expression. “You dumbass. Dare disappearing like that again and I'll find you only to kill you” she stated with a low, menacing tone. Muffet looked at her for a moment, a smile creeping up her face, before patting her back. “I missed you too, buddy. I’m sorry”. Maddy released the spider and crossed her arms, her gaze piercing the spider's eyes as she exclaimed: “You better be! Grillby became one of a bother with all his depressed stuff when you disappeared. By the way, I found your glasses on my way here”. The cat took out a pair of thick rectangular glasses from a pocket and handed them to the fire man. Grillby put back on his glasses and his face, in Flowey’s opinion of course, lost a bit of expressiveness. “Now that the family reunion is over, can we go back to the serious stuff? We got an idiot to kill” the flower declared in an annoyed tone, not giving a cent about the spider’s irritated expression. Something told him she was regretting bringing him with her, but he didn’t care. “Who the hell are you to boss around like that, kid?” the cat asked, almost matching Flowey’s annoyance. “Flowey’s with me, don’t worry. I’ll make sure to send him back as soon as possible” Muffet shortly explained. “Now though you two should go home”. Grillby seemed to furrow a bit, as if he knew what the consequences of those words were, while Maddy looked even more annoyed. “... What? No no no, I think you don't get it. We’re not going anywhere without you. We didn't make all our way here for nothing”. The spider opened her mouth to say something, but the cat spoke first. "Do not. Dare. Saying it. It's dangerous, we know it. We could get hurt, we could waste our time, we could die. We. Know it. But I don't give a damn, and I guess by now not even Grillby does. Hell, we used to do it every damn day! Going around killing op idiots. Yeah, maybe we never killed someone as powerful as Ink or Dream or Fatal or one of those exaggeratedly powerful guys, and I can easily imagine Sam to be at their level, but I'm sure you have a lot more chances of killing them if you let us help you. Not that you have much of a choice". Muffet clearly wanted to say something, but then decided to stay silent. Flowey looked around, pretty bored by all that sentimentalism. These guys probably don’t understand the gravity of the situation… He then noticed something, a little detail about the strings Muffet previously threw. “... sorry to interrupt this very cool and sentimental moment, but there is the string which we theorize kept Sam that just loosened” the flower quietly informed. The three monsters seemed to worry, especially the spider. Thank lord, maybe now they will start to be a bit more serious.

No no no no no no no no-

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#undertale #utau #ut #utmv #undertale multiverse #undertale au #muffet #ut muffet #undertale aus #grillby #ut grillby #maddy #mad mew mew #ut mad mew mew #sam the human #raehel #toriel #flowey #ut flowey #flowey undertale #human souls #fresh #fresh sans #also sorry if i again took a lot of time writing #i'll try my best to go back to my old rythm #probably i won't post once every three/four days because that really was stressing after a while #but maybe once every week? #we'll see #another story

[xanthiccircuitry]

Biting Love

Fandom: Rockman X/Megaman X

Pairing: ZeroX

Rating: Not Rated

AO3 link

X won't tell Zero anything about their past but Zero is certain that he can make him change his tune. For now, though, sleepy morning bites are X's favorite, and Zero's left awake enough to ponder.

Posting this here because I've put some other story snippets up and might do the continuation on here instead of AO3 I'm case I don't like it enough to post over there lol, story under the cut!

X shifted under the warm covers, opening his eyes to see sunlight lighting up Zero's golden tan. He was hot and holding on even while asleep. X nuzzled into his heat and shifted, getting half on top of him and smiling as Zero folded him almost fully on, tucking X's head under his chin.

X moved until his lips were on Zero's strong, steady pulse. He was asleep, deeply, he was completely relaxed and appeared to be out of the dreaming phase.

X gently lapped at Zero's pulse, steady, slow strokes, numbing him to the sensation so he wouldn't wake up. He extended his fangs and slid them along Zero's flesh, pricking and sinking in at the right speed to make sure he stayed asleep.

Zero jerked with a shorter breath when he pierced the skin but let out a long sigh and melted again as X wept venom and then actively injected it as he reached the artery. He stayed quiet as Zero's rich blood flooded his mouth, the taste so strong that it raced down his jaw.

Zero's blood had a natural full-bodied, burnished flavor, like a high quality steak but depending upon mood and meals, his flavor shifted. 

Right now his blood was thick from a lack of water and heavy with melatonin, giving him a sweet undertone– more dark chocolate sweet than really sweet– and X loved a sleepy morning Zero just for this reason.

X kept his feed slow, enjoying the waves of wonderful sleepiness rolling through him. He was getting echoes of Zero's dreams, shutting his eyes to picture them.

He smiled. Zero had been dreaming of him, a sunny day under some shade, holding him with a picnic. It was kind of cute that he was also giving X fruit sandwiches like he could eat those. It was definitely a sweet dream and X felt a little bad that Zero wouldn't remember the dream now that X had it. Well, he'd remember it faintly, but not how X had it now.

Zero shifted, stirring with a long, deep breath. His heavy hand moved over X's back as he sighed.

"Getting a morning snack?" He murmured, voice rough from sleep.

X hummed to indicate he was right but didn't pull off, he was comfortably locked into his feed, he'd let go when he was done draining his hot boyfriend.

"Should've dealt with the curtain first." Zero grunted with effort as he squeezed X closer with one arm and used the other to tug the curtain closed, getting rid of the small strip of golden sun that had made him shimmer so gorgeously in the first place.

Zero relaxed back into the pillows and stroked X's head, gently scratching his scalp with one hand and then using his other palm to wipe his eyes with a low noise. He was steadily waking up as X drank up his body's melatonin, though he preferred the floating sensation to sleepiness anyway. He checked his watch and tugged his hand through his long hair.

"You gonna give me the good stuff when you're done?" He asked, rubbing X's ear.

X locked in a bit more and sped up his feed, injecting more venom so he'd bleed more readily and having a good, deep feed for a solid seventy seconds, leaving Zero quiet and breathing shallowly.

He didn't like to be rushed but it had to be somewhere around eight-thirty and Zero had places to be today. He finished drinking and extended his fangs further into the wound, giving him a hefty dose of all the bolstering venom he could take that X had stored up from after yesterday morning.

This got Zero's body to stiffen and he gasped in a few hard breaths, crushing X tightly for a few seconds. X retracted his fangs and lapped over the wound, coating it with venomous saliva until it closed up. He kept Zero still until his skin soaked up the venom like a sponge and was perfectly dry– it was the only way to prevent soreness and bruising.

X deigned to allow him to sit up after a rough, warm morning kiss, half-curling in the pillows and looking up at Zero innocently.

"The sun makes you look so pretty, I'll take a few burnt hairs to enjoy the aesthetic." X purred and Zero rolled his eyes, stroking over the little vampire's jaw and receiving a kiss on his palm.

"I'm not having another heart attack from seeing you with a sunburn. So you can enjoy that aesthetic when you're fully covered." Zero scolded and X laughed, nibbling the side of his hand.

"I'd rather hang out than snack out anyway, though if you wanted to walk around the gardens to hang out, I wouldn't say no."

"Means you're not a natural-born vampire, doesn't it? Because you'd have an aversion from birth and not find it pretty?" Zero disguised the question and covered the severity by rubbing over X's shoulder and then stroking down to his hip.

X narrowed his eyes.

"Natural-born and Turned vampires can find beauty in the sunlight, even if it's unpleasant." X wasn't a "paper vamp", he didn't burn straight through like paper in a fireplace, but he was lightly roasted at the height of the day and could develop sun lesions if he wasn't careful. Sunlight could kill him eventually, but it'd take too long to really be a reliable way to get rid of him.

Zero went quiet and serious and nodded, trailing his hand back up and tracing his fingers over the side of X's face.

"Not going to tell me today?" He asked and X's heart hurt at the unfair question. 

At some point each and every day, Zero would ask some question about X's vampire past, type, heritage, ect. Every day X avoided the questions, and every day…Zero asked 'Not today?' in some variation or another. It was entirely unfair because X was incredibly transparent about everything else and didn't like to be untruthful, even if only by omission.

The golden-skinned, blue-eyed, gorgeous, muscular blond wanted to know everything but X didn't want to tell him. In fact, there were some things that Zero couldn't know. Not everyone could give X a "snack" like he'd just had and then get up and go about their day.

"For both our sakes, no." X replied quietly but instead of looking disheartened, just like every day, Zero nodded seriously and gave him a little smile.

"I'll get it out of you." Zero said cheerfully and X mirrored the smile weakly.

"When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, my love. Don't forget to have some protein-heavy stuff before you leave." X yawned, settling back down into the bedding, Zero's lovely melatonin was putting him right back to sleep.

"No worries," Zero stretched and gave him a kiss before getting out of bed and popping his back, "I don't fancy having a headache all day. Night babe, I'll see you in a couple hours max. I hate in-person meetings for a remote job…" Zero grumbled before leaving to get dressed and head to work. 

X yawned again and went right to sleep, diving into dreams that started out sweet but eventually darkened– not that it particularly mattered to him. Getting the nice, deep rest after a snack of morning Zero was the important part and that felt nice, even if the dream content wasn't quality.

He barely stirred when Zero re-joined him– the blond worked overnights with him so that they could spend time together so he was tired again after just a few hours of daylight work.

Zero considered the dark-haired vampire as he waited to fall asleep, holding him and enjoying the way that the cool-skinned man snuggled into him. 

(Zero was always hot, always, and the temperature equilibrium from X being constantly cold was lovely, he was always comfortable when X was on him.)

X wouldn't tell him anything. He didn't know if X was Turned or Born, he didn't know if he was part of a Bloodline, Pack, Clan, or Coven, he didn't know if X was a Stray or a Rogue, he didn't even know what kind of vampire X was– except that he wasn't one of the ones that burst into flames in the sunlight. X wouldn't tell him how old he was ("Older than you think, younger than you'd hope."), where he came from, who he knew, if anyone. And even with all Zero's research, he couldn't figure it out.

X was always there with a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, and a helping hand. He was kind and nice and unselfish, he cared about others and would occasionally go out of his way to help them– against everything he'd read. 

Vampires were hungry, selfish creatures who cared nothing for humans, seeing them as lambs raised for the slaughter or cattle waiting to be harvested, they only did things when it benefited them and were violent, cruel beings. So the research said, but not X.

Sure, X stole his melatonin and woke him up sometimes, but he usually needed to be awake anyway. Usually when X was stealing hormones and neurotransmitters, it was helpful and relaxing– something Zero both welcomed and usually asked for. (Like having an overdose of testosterone and adrenaline after getting back from intense physical exertion. X loved the rich, tangy flavor, and Zero loved how relaxed he got and how it cooled him down.) X even took the bad hormones when they cropped up, despite him letting it slip once that they tasted terrible and made him feel bad.

Research said that vampires only used "numbing venom" to paralyze their victims, and "bolstering venom" (or "wake up and eat some food" venom as Zero felt was more accurate–it not only ramped up his hunger and desire for protein and fat-heavy food, it gave him a huge boost of energy to cook with) only to get Mesmered or Thralled targets to do as they said with more vigor. But X used numbing to make the bite site, well, numb, bolstering to give him the energy to cook and eat, and he was pretty sure there was something else besides the numbing that he was leaking into the wound that made waves of pleasure throb through him with every beat of his heart.

Zero had also read some stuff about bite placement but X always chose the same level on his neck, so he couldn't gauge his mood, only the "astrology" of the vampire world. 

A bite high on the neck indicated the vampire was aggressive, arrogant, and/or uncaring as lower fangs had to be sunk in, all the flesh was soft and tender, and a front bite nearly always resulted in a painful, wounded, or broken windpipe depending on bite strength.

A bite low on the neck was indicative of a sweet, shy personality, a Turn that was unsure about feeding, a submissive vampire that worried about making their food sour from pain, a vampire that wanted their prey to stay still without the waste of venom, a people-pleaser, one who just wanted to be soft and sweet, or any and all of the above in whatever combination. A low bite hurt less upon initial bite and was generally gentle during feeding but hurt a lot more afterwards, often bruising should the prey still be alive afterwards (generally prey of low-biters were alive after a bite, though weakened as they usually didn't spare the bolstering venom to boost their strength).

A bite on the mid-neck indicated a confident– but not arrogant– personality, a vampire who was reasonably strong and in control of their emotions, their hunting capabilities, and their hunger. Mid-neck biters were quick to use venom and the exact sufficient quantity of venom at that if not a little extra for favorable effects on prey. Vampires of this type knew what they wanted from taste and quality and were highly selective, using venom was merely another way to make their food be exactly to their liking and they would abandon a meal if disliked; even starving, a vampire of this type would seek out better/tastier prey rather than have a low-quality meal.

Venom usage, no matter the personality, didn't necessarily mean for prey's benefit– there were a good number of life-stealers who liked the taste of fear, shame, and hopelessness just as others disliked the bitterness; black to mixed coffee as it were. (Some of them even liked the sweet, candy-like blood of anemics, despite it not being nutritional. Anemics were better off with a mid-biter, as they were the most likely to only take enough to satisfy and give them enough venom in return that they could replenish themselves before passing out and/or dying)

X bit mid-neck, no matter the time of day or Zero's current state of wakefulness, it was sharper and stronger than Zero would've expected from the kind vampire, but he did it so often that Zero was numb to the initial pain once X started licking the bite site– that was probably conditioning if Zero was being honest, the licking started and his body started relaxing, inviting X by turning his head to the side and getting comfortable with him in his arms. It was still sharp, but he'd almost come to prefer it.

He'd asked X to bite him low and high once and, amused, he'd obliged. The high bite had hurt like a bitch and X had had to pin his wrist down to keep from pushing him away and tearing the bite wound. The low bite had barely been noticeable but ached like all hell for hours afterwards–and that was with X making sure he closed it up solidly, which usually left him with no pain, soreness, or bruising.

He preferred the mid-way bite for sure. But the placement left him with questions, X was nice enough that a lower bite could fit him fine without him being shy and unconfident– but he had a strong, confident bite. He never got to see X hunt and X never told him about it, so he didn't get to measure if the rest of it was true either– especially because X would still bite and drink from him even when it wasn't good and made him feel sick or uncomfortable afterwards, all in the name of making Zero feel better.

His type was strong enough that sunlight was painful and could wound him, but Zero had yet to see it do anything close to killing him– he also recovered incredibly fast with just a small bite, shrugging off sun lesions like they were scald marks. A strong Turn could do that, it wasn't unheard of (according to the documents he'd found) but it was more common in "natural-born" vampires.

Natural-born could refer to the offspring of a vampire and another supernatural creature, a human, or another vampire/dhampir. If remaining "half", they were generally weaker with few exceptions but the vampire parent could also choose to kill their "mortal half" and make them a "full-blooded" vampire, increasing their power and potentially giving them new abilities.

Abilities! Yet another thing Zero was in the dark about! Did X have blood magick? Did he have "feral" abilities or "refined" ones? Or both?! Did he have the ability to Mesmer or just the ability to Thrall? Could he restore/erase memory, puppet the dead or weaker vampires, control the blood inside of others??

X wouldn't speak on those subjects and though Zero had tried on several occasions to track X when he disappeared, X vanished when he didn't want to be found– though Zero did occasionally "find" him at shops, always falsely irritated to have been caught shopping for Zero. Zero was aware that X was only found because he wanted to be.

Zero felt sleep tugging him, his eyes slipping shut as he curled his face down into X's sweet-smelling hair.

Zero's biggest unanswered question though was…

Why didn't he remember anything before waking up in a dark cave, drugged out of his mind, to X looking grim before carrying him to this home?

/–_–_–/

The air was filled with the acrid tang of smoke, his eyes stung when he opened them and he felt dizzy even just laying here on the ground. Fire crackled nearby, sounding angrier and angrier as it got closer and though he could feel the heat and self-preservation instincts were kicking up, he couldn't move. His back felt like someone had cut two huge chunks of flesh from it and the pain there was paralyzing his legs.

"Zero?!" A voice shouted.

Was that him? Was he Zero? He shut his eyes as his vision spun. It was hard to think. Steps echoed across the stone he was lying on followed by a hard thud as whoever it was dropped to their knees.

His cheek was cupped and his chin pulled forward and that got him to open his eyes again. The vision of a dark-haired man swam in and out of brightly-colored swirls, the expression grim and upset.

"You've never once listened to me, why did I think you'd start now? God, look at all these bite marks…" The man turned his head back and forth and now Zero (?) could feel what had to be a hundred aching bite marks all over his body.

He suddenly dropped Zero's head at a large noise– his head hit the ground with a dizzying thud– and then let out this animalistic growl. 

Zero thought it might actually be a mountain lion except that only the sight of the dark-haired man was swimming in front of his eyes, turned towards where he'd presumably come from.

But he growled a word, one that didn't make sense to Zero even now.

"Sigma."

-_-_-

There had been conversation but Zero couldn't make heads or tails of it, mostly hearing the fire and the thud of his own heart in his ears but then the dark-haired man had lifted him up and started running– too fast, like lightning, the landscape rushed by far too quickly for the dizziness in his head– and he'd passed out when laid in a cold porcelain bathtub.

He'd woken up with thick bandages wrapped all down his torso and patches over what the man informed him were the deepest and most savage bites. After an explanation that Zero would be okay, the blond had asked a question that he didn't understand the reaction to at the time.

"Who are you?"

X had introduced himself while looking devastated, eyes bright with unshed tears, and told him that he was sorry. Zero had asked if they were in a relationship and X had confirmed that was true. From there X had never answered a single question about his past, their past, or his own vampirism, except for the small details of explaining what he was doing when he was biting Zero.

He did remember one phrase from that conversation that made him absolutely sure that no matter how little X told him, he meant the world to the dark-haired vampire. The other participant in the conversation had called him X's angel. X absently used the nickname for him sometimes as well, solidifying his confidence in X's love for him.

He'd certainly learned to love X again at a rapid pace and he was glad that he did because it made that sad look leave his eyes day by day. 

Eventually, he'd get X to spill the beans on everything, he was persistent and persuasive, not many people found the ability to resist him. X would eventually give up the ghost and tell him, he was sure.

With that thought, he dropped into sleep wrapped up with the man he loved.

_+_

"He's almost dead, X. You'll have to curse yourself to save your little angel. Tell me, is he worth never being able to hunt again?"

"Without question."

"Then I guess you'll have to kill me to get him somewhere you can heal him, won't you? Do you really think you can defeat your Sire?"

"For Zero?" X shifted his body into a low stance, baring his extended fangs,

"I hope you've said your prayers, because there's no god where you're going."

#zerox #mmx #megaman x #rockman x #fanfiction #vampire au #vampire x

[catinsatintrousers]

sorry i can't hear you i'm wearing sunglasses

#also I'm not gonna remember anything i do while I've got shades on #i am not percieving you #its a brain filter #yet i wear them still #the world is too bright not to #misc

[munstysmind]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY - Maddison - An Original Story

WARNING/S: Mention of panic attack

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{MAY 2013}

It's May 10th, just a regular Friday except that this particular Friday is Maddie's Birthday and for the first time in her career, she’s on set. Although she isn't complaining one bit about having to work on her Birthday.

It’s also her first day back on set since her panic attack and she’s a little on edge. She’s so embarrassed that it happened. Even more so that it had happened in front of someone who didn't know she had them, let alone that it was someone she barely knew.

She knows she shouldn't be embarrassed, she has no control over them, but she cant't help it. It’s something she’s working on with her therapist, her post attack embarrassment.

She's currently sitting in the shade enjoying her iced coffee and the slight breeze when Chris comes and joins her, taking a break from one of the many fight scenes in the film.

"Hey" she says, passing him a bottle of water that he eagerly takes.

"Thanks" he replies, sitting down and downing half the bottle in a few gulps "So, you kicked ass last night"

"What?" she says, confused what he’s talking about.

"Supernatural" he tells her, making her almost choke on her drink

"You've been watching?" she asks. He’s been watching. Chris has been watching Supernatural.

"Yeah, Scott was right, it's a really cool show. Ali's my favourite" he says with a smirk, leaning back on his chair.

"Oooo, good choice" she teases, smiling at him "you know, I'm gonna have to watch all your stuff now"

"Please don't, some of its really bad" he groans, remembering that one scene in Not Another Teen Movie that’s going to haunt him for the rest of his career.

"I know" she admits which makes him gasp and look at her with fake shock on his face. She has to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing at him.

"You know, you didn't have to agree with me" he says, raising his brows

"I'm sorry... I was taught not to lie so..." she says, shrugging slightly. He opens his mouth to reply but cant think of anything so he just sighs and shakes his head at her.

"Are there going to be more seasons?" he asks, shifting the topic back to Supernatural

"Yeah, we got an early renewal back in Feb. Another 23 episodes"

"Nice"

"Yeah, I've still got a job, until March at least"

"Oh god, I know that feeling"

"Chris, umm" she pauses, clearing her throat while she gathers her thoughts. She needs to address what happened "about last week, what you did. I just wanted to say thank you. You went out of your way to make sure I was OK and... I really appreciate it"

"You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me Maddie. I've been there. I know what it's like. I wasn't going to leave you like that. How are you doing anyway?" he asks, genuinely wanting to know how she is. There’s something about Chris. Maddie doesn't quite know what, but she feels extremely comfortable around him.

"Honestly… I don't know" she sighs, giving him a small smile

"MADS" Sebastian yells from in front of the camera, breaking her out of her thoughts. She looks over and shakes her head when he pulls a face at her.

"You and Seb are pretty close aren't you?" Chris asks, seeing the way Maddie’s face lights up when she laughs at Sebastian.

"Yeah we are, he's one of my favourite people" she tells him, watching Sebastian being an idiot with one of his stunt knives.

"So are you guys... I mean..."

"What?"

"You know…"

"Oh, no no, nothing like that. I love him but not in that way"

"Sorry... I shouldn't have asked"

"No, it's OK. Seb and I are really close, it looks a certain way. I get it, don't stress"

"It must be frustrating, the constant speculation. I mean, I've seen some of the tweets"

"Yes and no. Seb and I, we've got no control over what people think but we're not going to change who we are just to avoid gossip, we gotta live our lives. The people who know us know the truth, that's all I care about. People are gonna think what they want. If people have an issue with us having a platonic relationship then that’s their problem, not mine"

"You know Maddie, I really like how you look at things. It's refreshing"

"I'm Australian, we don't give a fuck... unless you piss us off"

"I'll keep that in mind"

"You know who did have a problem with it, my relationship with Seb, my ex. It's why we broke up... among other things"

"Your ex is a dick"

"You have no idea"

"Look out!!"

She turns just in time to see Sebastian running towards her. She has just enough time to brace herself before he’s pulling her from her chair and hugging her in a vice like grip, momentarily lifting her off the ground.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY" he yells like he hasn’t already wished her happy birthday twenty times today already.

"I didn't know it was your Birthday!" Chris says, slightly amused by how excited Sebastian in.

"I didn't want to make a fuss about it, it's just another day" she says, trying and failing to pry Sebastian's arms off her

"NO, IT'S NOT! It's the day my best friend was born, it's the best day" Sebastian informs her. She just laughs, rolling her eyes at him as she gives up trying to get free of his embrace.

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[vinniehackersgoodlittleslut]

Jaden Hossler [05] + Anthony Reeves [03]

After the breakup with Mads Jaden seemed so much happier. He was focused on himself and his career, the only people he loved being around was his friends and a certain girl, that girl was Y/n. He's liked her the longest time but he never did anything about it. Then he met Mads, the feelings never went away. They stayed, and boy was it hard for him.

"I don't know why you don't just talk to her." Anthony spoke.

Jaden watched the girl of his dreams dance the night away. That's the thing that he loved about her, she danced as if no one was watching, "It's not that easy, she's different." Jaden spoke with a smile on his face.

-

The three ventured back to Jaden's apartment and were laughing as the three reminisced about old memories, "Remember when you first came to LA." Jaden said.

"That was the night you took me up to the Los Angelos sign, how could I forget." Y/n spoke.

Y/n stared at Jaden for a moment, "That is a night I will most definitely remember." Jaden said staring back at her.

Anthony watched the two stare at each other, "So what are we doing tonight?" Anthony asked.

"Let's play a game," Jaden said.

-

"Y/n I have a question," Anthony said.

Y/n looked over at Anthony, "Mmh." She mumbled.

Anthony looked at Jaden for a split second then looked back at Y/n, "Have you ever had feelings for Jaden?" Anthony asked.

Y/n felt her face turn a light shade of pink. She looked at Anthony then to Jaden, "Yes I have feelings for Jaden, but if I'm being honest-" Y/n stopped for a moment.

"I also had feelings for you at one point," Y/n said looking at Anthony.

Anthony smirked at her response, "Oh really?" Anthony questioned.

Jaden looked at Anthony then to Y/n, "What do you like about us?" Jaden asked not fazed at all by what he just heard.

"I like how I can talk to you two and how easy it is-"

"Not the emotional things, I'm talking about Physical things," Jaden spoke.

"What do you guys want me to say? That I think you two are hot? I'm not blind, your both nice to look at." Y/n said speaking with confidence.

Anthony sat back more and looked at Jaden, "Okay, okay." Anthony said speaking.

"Do you two think that I'm attractive?" Y/n asked.

Jaden and Anthony looked her all over making Y/n feel a little weird, "What's not to like." Jaden said looking at her while licking his lips.

Y/n stood up and walked over to Jaden as he sat on the couch beside Anthony. Jaden looked up at her as she stood there looking at him, "I want to do something." Y/n said looking at him.

"What is it?" Jaden asked.

Y/n moved right in front of Jaden and quickly straddled his lap. His eyes stayed glued on hers as she sat in his lap. Anthony was just watching her every move, "Y/n-"

Y/n grabbed his face and kissed him roughly. She kept her hands on his face as he placed his hands on her waist. He pushed her down making her grind onto him. She pulled away and looked at Anthony as he was already looking at her. She moved off Jaden and sat on Anthony's lap. Anthony placed his hands on her thighs feeling up to her waist, he went to kiss her but she moved away only for a second. She placed her lips on his, the kiss with him was much softer.

Y/n stood up once again looking at the two boys in front of her. She smiled at them before taking off her shirt, "What are you doing?" Anthony questioned.

Y/n unbuttoned her shorts and shimmied out of them. She licked her lips as she looked at them, "What am I doing?" Y/n questioned with a smirk

She walked over in front of Jaden once again. She got on her knees in front of Jaden looking up at him innocently, "I knew you liked me Jaden." Y/n spoke as she placed her hand on his crotch.

Jaden looked at Anthony as he has a smile plastered on his face, "I knew you liked me cause I walked in on you moaning my name after playlist and I left before you could see me." Y/n confessed.

Anthony laughed, Y/n only looked up at him for a moment, "Anthony I know you walked in on me touching myself once, that's why you haven't looked at me the same since the night it happened." Y/n said with a smirk.

The two boys exchanged looks, "Take me, both of you. Right here, right now." Y/n said to the two boys.

Y/n sat between the two and let her legs spread open. Jaden instantly put his hand on the inside of her thigh. Anthony grabbed her neck and moved her face to his, he placed a kiss on her lips. As Anthony continued to make out with her Jaden moved her panties to the side. He got on his knees in front of her. He spreads her lips apart, he leaned forward, leaving kitty licks on her clit. He spits on her clit and continued to suck on her clit, "So how long have you wanted this huh?" Anthony asked.

"A long time," Y/n confessed.

Jaden put her legs on his shoulders, he continued to bury his face between her thighs. He placed two fingers in her, "S-Shit." Y/n moaned as Anthony continued to kiss her.

Anthony moved her lips from to her neck. He left soft kisses, occasionally sucking on her neck leaving love bites. Y/n squirmed around as she felt like she was going to come. Y/n gripped Jaden's hair as he continued eating her out. Y/n palmed Anthony as he continued to kiss her neck. 

Jaden stopped his movements and got up. He turned Y/n around so that her ass was up in the air. Anthony discarded his pants, Jaden did as well.

"Be a good girl for us," Anthony spoke softly.

He pulled his underwear down as well, so did Jaden. Jaden moved her panties to the side, Y/n grabbed Anthony's cock. She kitty licked his tip while looking up at him innocently. Anthony moved her hair out of her face and held her hair up. Jaden got up behind her and teased her folds with his dick. He stuck his tip in her entrance, Y/n started taking more of Anthony in her mouth.

Jaden put himself in her fully, "F-Fuck you feel so good." Jaden said as his eyes fluttered closed.

Y/n moaned on Anthony's dick, the vibration felt good for him. Anthony pushed her head down more causing her to gag on his dick, "Shit babygirl you feel so good." Anthony let out.

Jaden started thrusting at a slow pace. He had a grip on her hips, he let his grip go on his left hand and quickly slapped Y/n's ass. She let out a whine as it stung, Anthony let his head fall back while still looking at her. He grabbed more of her hair so it wouldn't get in her way. Y/n took him in his mouth more practically deep throating him again, "F-Fuck you're such a slut for us huh?" Anthony moaned.

Y/n only let out a moan as she loved the dirty talk coming from Anthony. Jaden started thrusting faster as he was about to come. He held it in until Y/n came. She tapped Anthony's leg, he let go of her hair. Y/n came up gasping for air, she continued to jerk him off with her hand, "Jaden I'm gonna come." Y/n let out.

Jaden kept going at the same pace, he moved his hand to her clit and started rubbing figure eights. Anthony was coming on her hand. His hair moved put little pieces were left on his face, his eyes were scrunched shut and his mouth was open a little bit. Y/n opened her mouth letting his cum go in her mouth and some went on her face.  Her orgasm finally washed over her making her move her hand faster on Anthony. 

"Fuck!" Y/n moaned loudly.

Jaden let her orgasm finish then pulled out and came on her back.

-

The three were all dressed and were sitting on the couch. They sat in silence, "I think that was one of the hottest things that I've ever experienced." Jaden said.

They all looked at each other and busted out laughing, "That was-"

"That should happen again in the near future," Y/n said standing up.

Jaden looked at her in confusion, "What are you doing?" Jaden asked.

"I'm hungry so I'm ordering us pizza, duh," Y/n said going to get her phone.

As Y/n left the room Jaden and Anthony looked at each other smiling and then started talking about what had just happened.

[hwiyoungies]

Tbh I dont really know anything about colombian accents but now im curious!! I grew up hearing mexican Spanish frequently, even before I started formally learning it in school, so that's always what's most familiar and easiest to understand for me. That's really funny that so much shade is thrown at Chilean Spanish though LOL but also do you have a video you could link as an example? Quechua got mentioned in every single Spanish class but I don't think they ever showed us Chilean Spanish...maybe on purpose

Yza what are these notes!!! Please share with the class 👀👀 don't just tease me

Awwww yay! Can i ask what your costume was? That's.... bizarre that your body did that but I guess it's good that it worked out?? You've been okay since?

Thank you for saying such nice things :') I didnt really do anything for Halloween since im still pretty anxious about covid but my roommate and I went on a nice hike and painted pumpkins while I tipsily showed her kpop videos (mostly svt) LOL the hike included crossing a creek several times and I definitely slipped and fell in a couple times and my roommate got a picture of one of them 😭

i don't remember who was it, but a dude that learned spanish in colombia and then came here thinking cool i can properly communicate! only to be faced with the sad reality of how we speak LMAO and oh man i'm trying to think of any videos, but the ones that come to my mind are memes and most of them are from people in the, oh man i hate saying it like this, but the lower class and they tend to speak worse too because ~classism~. but the podcast that my brother listens to, tomás va a morir, it's a pretty good example tbh

hey hey yza babe @woozi you're getting a free pass here to clown me LMAO

i was belle from the beauty and the beast LMAO but with the blue dress not the yellow one, i've always wanted to dress up as her and well now i was like why not! so i just, made the dress LMAOO

on a hikeee!!! that's so fun, and paiting pumpkins too! i've never done that since besides dressing up and now kids going trick or treating halloween has never been a huge thing here. also mood about showing friends kpop videos while tipsy have done it more times than i'm proud. and lmaooooo would they be a good friend if they don't take at least one pic of you tripping tbh, you're gonna look at it and remember it fondly hopefully :')

#asks #spanish learning anon

[saidrolav]

Drunk Aurora

Single dad!Sam Wilson x gn!reader

Summary: Your ex-boyfriend dumped you, and you decide to get drunk in a pub but you bump into a handsome man.

Warnings: drinking, mentions of vomit, a small part of angst, mostly fluff.

a/n: I've been heavily inspired by the marvelous @barnesnroses and their fic "Invisible string" go check out their works cuz it makes my heart warm. 🥰 (I know you said i didn't had to credit you but i did it ANYWAY BECAUSE PEOPLE NEED TO SEE WHATCHU WROTE CUZ ITS WOW 🙌)

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You knew it. You knew it was going to happen sooner or later and it didn't fail. It happened. Your boyfriend, well, now ex-boyfriend had left you, and you had felt it, your relationship was close to an end. But even through you knew it was gonna end, you didn't said anything, and even through you knew, it still hurted bad deep down in your heart. He left your appartement the morning. All day you sat on your couch watching him coming in and out of your place, his arms full of boxes, in silence. The only thing you managed to say when he told you it was over was an 'okay.' and since then you've been silent. You didn't even cried. You weren't shocked. You were just thinking, well, what am i going to do now ? All by myself. A part of you was screaming 'You don't need him, you're strong!' and the other part was crying their heart out. The thing that the two parts of you agreed on was, drinking. Drinking.. a lot. So that's what you did.

You entered the nearest pub that was quite crowded and approached the fastest you could the bar. You ordered the first alcohol on the list (which was the strongest), and waited patiently for your drink.

You looked around you and saw a couple of people playing cards and others laughing until they were out of breath, it made you smile slightly and when your eyes came back to the bar, your drink was in front of you. It took you no time to think that you were already drinking it in one shot, the alcohol burning your throat and your cheeks at the same time. You asked for another drink, and another one, and another one.. At your.. You didn't remembered how much drinks you had but you were quite drunk, you decided you should probably go home, and when you got out of the pub, you saw that the moon were already up high in the dark sky.

You stared at it for a couple minutes but when you tried to walk, you saw that your legs weren't following the pace and you almost fell, you putted your arm against the nearest wall and tried to find back your balance, looking at the ground. You really wanted to throw up right here in the middle of the street because the alcohol was burning your stomach and it made you feel sick, you bended your legs and catched your breath. You took a big breath and looked back at the street, okay fine, you were good, not going to throw up on the middle of the steet, you still had some dignity. Yes you were drunk in the middle of the night, outside, but at least you weren't going to vomit.

You standed up and it was with wide eyes filled with terror that you realized that you haven't putted your arm against a wall. You were too drunk to realize but you were holding a piece of t-shirt that were belonging to a chest of a man. A pretty handsome man to say at least. He haven't said a word, didn't make a move, didn't do anything until you were feeling better, his chocolate brown eyes were looking at you with concern and waited any sign to prove that you were okay.

"OH MY GOD !" You screamed and it made him jump a little, that's when he realized you were probably drunk, with the scream and the fact that you haven't realized you had grabbed him with his shirt. "Since when you've b-been here ?" You frowned and it made him laugh.

"I guess since i'm stuck with you ?" He smiled and pointed with his index where you were still holding him.

"I'm SO sorry... I mean i'm sorry for you for being stuck with such an handsome person." You winked miserably and he laughed even more at your attempt to flirt with him when you couldn't even walk.

"That's okay, pumpkin, i'm going to take you home just lead me okay ?" He smiled kindly and before you could answer he took you in his arms and lifted you so your legs weren't touching the ground anymore, you let out a little scream which made him chuckle. Damn that guy was strong has hell! He moved you like you were a feather and it made you feel like all sorts of butterflies were erupting in your stomach. He carried you, princess style and waited quietly for your instructions. And he waited quite some time, he had been more than patient with you but suddenly he heard soft snores coming from you and he smiled, he thought you were adorable. He didn't know if he was happy because he could take you to his home or unhappy because you would think he was some sort of freak taking random people in his house.

He finally took control of the situation and bringed you to his appartment, he wasn't going to leave you here anyway, so he thought it was the best choice.

The both of you arrived to his appartment, he tried to make no noises so he wouldn't woke up his son. He putted you on his couch and took off your shoes, putted those next to you and laid a blanket on your sleeping body. He waited a couple minutes and assured himself that you were in deep sleep and went in his bedroom so he could sleep too.

"Dad, DAD !" He jumped out of his bed only to be met with his son, Aiden, and he took him in his arms with a huge smile on his face, Sam had slept at least a good 7 hours.

"What's going on buddy ?" He ruffled his hair while taking him in the kitchen to make the breakfast for the three of you.

"Dad, there's a princess on the couch..." Sam frowned a bit and took a look on the couch and saw you, still asleep which made him smile, he putted his son back on the ground.

"Yeah that's Sleeping beauty, don't wake them up or they'll eat you alive !" He whisper-shouted at his son and at the end of his sentence he added some tickles under Aiden's arms which made him laugh loudly while running away.

Sam took a pan to make some eggs with bacon and putted on some cartoons and Aiden watched these in silence. The only sounds that we were able to hear were the TV and your soft snores that were coming from the couch.

Sam finished his scrambled eggs and bacon and seperated them in three plates, he putted one in front of you on the table of his living room, and one in front of his son who ate it with enthusiasm. He sat down on the seat next to you and ate his own plate while watching the cartoons with Aiden.

He served three big glasses of orange juice and he got worried when he saw that you were still asleep and it was almost 11am, your food was going to get cold. He drank his orange juice fastly and putted down his plate to kneel down next to you. He shaked you softly, trying to wake you up as gently as possible and it worked, you opened slowly your eyes but they widened quickly as the realisation hitted you. Who was this man ? What is this place ? Where the heck are you ? What happened last night ? Before you or Sam could manage to say something you heard a third person talking.

"Dad you woke them up they're going to eat you alive !" Aiden smiled at his dad and the man in front of you couldn't control his laugh when he saw the confusion creeping on your face. You sat up straight and looked around you while you were putting your hair correctly. You stomach groaned when your eyes landed on a plate filled with food and a homemade orange juice, you gave a questionning look to the man next to you but he only he sat back on his seat to eat his own dish.

"You can eat." He simply said with a charming smile which made your heart melt. "I made those for you." "You really didn't had to.." His smile only growed bigger. "But i wanted to." "Oh, thanks.." And you suddenly felt embarassed for letting your sentence in suspense because you didn't remembered his name, if he told you.

"I'm Sam, and this is Aiden." He gave a look at his son and you smiled before giving an akward wave at the kid which he returned fastly. "I'm y/n."

"Hi princess!" You blushed a deep shade of red and chuckled a bit before eating in silence your plate as you were also watching the cartoons on the TV.

When the three of you finished your portions of food, Sam took them along with the empty drinks and went to do the dishes, while Aiden went to the bathroom he had explained everything that happened last night and you were feeling more comfortable around Sam and his son.

Aiden sitted next to you and stared at you until you gave him the attention he wanted, then out of nowhere he blurted suddenly: "Is my dad your prince since he woke you from your 100 years old sleep ?" You grinned widely before taking a look at Sam, but this one had his back turned to you, however you could clearly see his big smirk.

"I guess so ?.." You chuckled slightly, not knowing what to answer to such a young child. You stayed at Sam's house a couple of minutes more, playing with Aiden, laughing, they had made your day a thousand times better, but you had to tell him that you had to leave and it made your heart broke when you saw the puppy dog eyes that his son was giving you.

"I'm gonna drive you home sleeping beauty." Sam said to you and his eyes lightened up when they met yours which made you blush slightly.

"No that's okay i don't leave that far i can walk." You nodded to yourself before returning his huge smile.

"That's not what was happening last night," He laughed and you joined him. Your cheeks were hurting from how much you smiled and chuckled that morning. "But you sure ?"

"Yeah, don't worry i'll be fine!" You were soon about to tell him goodbye but as soon as the two of you were in front of his appartment he screamed a "wait!" before disappearing again inside. He came back a couple of seconds later with a pen and he wrote his number on the back of your hand, and he added a "for drunk Aurora." while laughing to himself. When you read it, it made you smile brightly before kissing his cheek, making him blush lightly. You turned your back and was ready to leave when you heard him screaming behind you:

"THE PRINCE WILL BE WAITING FOR THE CALL OF HIS MAJESTY !"

You gave him two thumbs up while chuckling and walking backwards so you could see his charming smile still on his lips. The two parts of you really were right, sometimes, getting drunk was the right option when you could run into Sam Wilson.

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[firelonewolf]

Irresistible

Summary: basically the reader like Deadpool and Deadshot and well, Deathstroke. Let's just a few tweaks from all of three of them. And let's say Billy Butcher sort of loves the wild card type of woman as well.

Pairing: Billy Butcher x Supe!Reader

A/N: I figured this might be interesting for Butcher to have. Gonna admit, I used google translator for the Arabic. Sorry if it's wrong. Also remember the reader mainly gonna be like Deadpool, you'll have to expect some dirty language! Not mention I had to, because Deadpool's humor hilarious. Originally I had this edited, but Tumblr messed up, again. And I'm too lazy for it.

Being a product of a lab wasn't the best. Besides the point when they decided to throw you in an orphanage. Where you spent your days hating life because no one ever wanted you. Than before you knew it, you ended up being adopted in middle school. All because you picked pocket the wrong person, a man who was blind. His name was Idris Salah a man from Egypt. Little did you know, he knew from being a US Marines before. A lonely man who took it upon himself to spend time with you. Where you learned self defense, he pushed you to use it for good instead of bad. Even made you learned more skills that were useful. You could say he was your father figure.

It should also be mentioned he didn't force religion on you or anything. But Idris wasn't very religious himself either, but was somewhat. He mainly taught you what it was like to have family, hes a good man. A man who's side you still stick with.

Like when both of you found you were a product of Vought, and than when it came out all superheros were made in labs. And you found out you were one of them. Idris was the one who told you it didn't make you any less of who you were. Which was a superhuman. What could you do though?

Well, you had regenerative healing no matter what. But you had low leveled enhancement, with strength, stamina, agility. But you had enhanced eyesight and dexterity and had excellent marksmanship. Skilled with swords. Immunity to diseases and chemicals. Than on top of it you learned Spanish, Arabic, Japanese, Urudu and a couple of others. You mainly spoke Arabic with Idris to not lose that.

And ever since you became an adult, things took a different turn. Before you knew it you became a mercenary somewhat. Which lead you ending up working for other people for money. Paying your and Irdis's bills and groceries and saving for his retirement. And than becoming a parent didn't help.

You had a daughter, and you let her stay with her father. He refused to give you full custody knowing what you can do. Her name was Samara, but liked to be called "Ara." She liked being called that for some reason. Perhaps it had a better ring to her? You're not sure but she was one of the most important people to you.

Today was suppose to be the normal. Normal as in do your usual assassinations of who ever. Send a message to whoever. Anything that was scheduled for your job. This who were, nothing else. After dropping Ara at school you headed to the park apparently a client wanted to disgust a business opportunity.

Wearing a dark gray sweater with black pants and boots. With some makeup to your eyes pop out than there was a backpack on your back. Black shades on your eyes. Sitting on park bench leaning your back against it. In the middle of Central Park in early October. Let's say you looked badass even with casual wear, and you bet your ass you knew it too.

Some sat behind you, you could sense it despite your back turned. "Chilly day isn't it?" You hear a feminine voice say. Shrugging your shoulders in response.

"Indeed. Nothing compare to the weather in a few months" you remark glancing around the area. Making sure no one else was around in a earshot.

"Agree. NYC in winter one of the worst places to drive" she remarks back to you. "If I'm correct, your Death Strike correct?" She inquires to you in response. That makes you laugh pulling a cigarette out not lighting it. Just biting down on it still appreciating the ritual.

"One and only" you remark. Touching the paper of the cigarette. Enjoying the taste of non smoked tobacco. Simply enjoying it to remain less stressed at the point. "Have a job for me sweetheart?"

A chuckle came from her at this point. "Madelyn Stillwell CEO of Vought International, and boy, or should I say boys, do I have a job for you. You might like this one than your usual. You interested?" She inquires to you with a grin.

"Is there money involved?" You remark with a smirk.

"Lots of money," she remarks. "Come back to Vought International with me, we'll disgust." Reluctantly you agreed following her as she made casual conversation with you. Soon enough taking off her coat and bringing you to a meeting room.

Never did you expect yourself to be in the Seven's floor, ever. Moving to the meeting room you than spotted the one, the only, Homelander. Scout boy that Vought tried to present to the world, but you knew it was a lie. No one was ever a good two shoes, especially someone with his gifts. Homelander noticed your presence and made eye contact seizing your up. "Makan jamil" you say in Arabic observing the place.

"You speak Arabic too? Your file never said that." Stillwell comments to you.

"Learned it when I was twelve," you remark back. "Let's disgust business. I'll get it done soon a possible," you say to her.

"Wait a minute before we start. You're the mercenary, Death Strike?" Homelander inquires to you making you chuckle.

"Blondie, what did you expect? A man six foot and bald?" You grin in response. Taking the fake cigarette out of your mouth placing it in your pant pocket. "Sorry to be a disappointment."

Homelander flashed his Hollywood in your direction. "Its just, your too pretty to be a mercenary. Figured you to be a model or well, a bartender something more common." He remarks back to you with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Flattering will get you everywhere" you turned away to hide your smile. "Don't let me deceive you, I'm quite the wild card type" replying to him. This seem to catch his interest.

"I wouldn't underestimate her," Stillwell pipes up. "Shes never missed a shot. Killing her isn't a solution either" she comments. Before her gaze meeting yours. "I've gone through some old Vought files. You were registered under a different name, I believe it was Wilson or something as your surname. Took a while, but you're basically immortal. Regenerative abilities with immunity to many chemicals and diseases. Everything just grows back, like an axolotl. Others think your a psychopath or not mentally all there. Some believe she had the ability to manipulate bullets. Mind telling me that if that's true?" She shrugged your shoulders again that.

"I'm just here for my contract and money. Now who do you want killed?" You remark getting right down to business. "Need guys balls smacked into reality? How about nice bullet to massage their head?" You inquire to them. "Which one, I have a variety options!" Awaiting the answer. Leaning your waist against the table.

Both of them glanced at each other before Homelander leaned forward. "Perhaps for now, I need you to teach a lesson to someone. Someone named William "Billy" Butcher. We want you to send the guy to message, anything of your picking." Butcher, interesting surname in your opinion.

Must've been the temperamental type, it had to be a trait in the family. Why else would there ancestors gain the surname Butcher? "Got it. He should be an interesting one, Butcher. Twist of his balls should turn change his mind about doing whatever hes been doing to piss you off." You remark, "I'll expect the money to be in my account in about let's say, by at least eight tonight. Won't be long before I have him in my sights." You say heading to the elevator of the tower. About to take a turn at the elevator. "Hope I see you around blondie" winking with a charming smile. Leaving knowing you've caught the interest of the American golden boy.

Having fun with it when you could was great. Might as well take advantage make sure your rememberable, and you know you are. Heading out of Vought International you headed straight to be loft. Idris sat in the recliner listening to the radio with his cane by him. "(Y/N)? What took you so long? Actually, I'd figured you be at the bar by now." Idris says not turning his head.

"Oh you know, I had to go tickle someones ball. Had to put my hand to work, give a little anal" you remark. To feel Idris stare and turning to see the expression on his face. "I'm kidding! Had another business opportunity. Have a date with a Mr. Butcher, give him a nice signal maybe convince him to doll himself up for me."

"Sometimes I question why no orphanage doesn't give a receipt" Idris comments to himself.

"Than who would annoy you?" You remark as you grab your suit and mask and weapons. Only to hear the remark of a annoyed sigh from Idris. "I'll be back" you say to mimick Arnold Schwarzenegger from Terminator. It only takes a few minutes to get the suit on and the weapons.

Your suit was a body tactical that had two colors on it in general. That had gloves and boots that went well, a friend name Ferret designed it. Your suit mostly had a scheme that matched the color of Mars which is an iron oxide color. With some orange on it and dark black on it. Mostly having a belt around you holding your handguns. Than two wakizashi. Let's say your suit matched a certain mercenary that didn't want to join the boy band of the X-men and a hitman part of a Suicide Squad. But you know one thing for sure, you're more badass than those two. Than your mask was plain with those schemes with eye shaped holes. On your right eye was a red scope. Gadgets were even on your belt, that should be mentioned.

Grabbing your backpack with a sniper slinging it on your back. Than hid a knife in your boot just in case. Heading out you called a favorite Uber driver of yours, his name is Deshpande. Why was he your favorite? He never questioned why you had these weapons. Simply drove while making casual conversation.

And let me tell you, this guy was epic for an average joe! As you waited on the sidewalk to see the usual little green car pull up. Getting in the passenger seat of the car. "Hello Deshpande" you say at the scrawny man beside you in the driver seat.

"Hello Ms. Strike, how is your day?" He says as he begins to drive.

"Oh, you know the usual. New job, but today I just have to make a guy shit his pants and its over and done with." You casually say sitting back into the seat. "How was your day?"

"Well my girlfriend is great. She keeps pressuring me to get a haircut" he comments. To where you pull out your found watching the red dot that you've gotten on your target. "She thinks my hair is too long. But other than that things have been great!" He comments with a bright smile.

"Oh! So my advice worked from last time. Told you so" you lightly push him. "Your too cute to resist for her." You remarked to him proudly.

"I am very grateful for your assistance Ms. DS," he remarks back. "My girlfriend and I have been happy ever since I threatened my romantic rival. And I scared him away from ever contacting her," he says with a complete innocent smile. Yes, you gave him advice to terrorize the fellow away, but it worked in his favor. Not like either one of you cared though, not like anyone would stop you.

"I'm so proud of you. I feel like a parent, well I am one. But one towards my own son!" You say with your hand over your heart. A little tear slipped out from under your suit. Than he pulled up to two buildings with an alleyway in between each. "Okay, Deshpande, I need you to wait here. Because I'll need a ride back, and I will give you the money for being my getaway driver and all. Wait here, and do not panic. Be back in a sec!" You cheerfully say before exiting the car. Than climb up on the roof of one building. Sitting down you sit above the alleyway and take your sniper out. Than glance at your phone to see a transaction of around 1,000,000 added to it. With a smirk you relax and adjust your gun in the right position.

While waiting you begin to whistle a song like a bird casually. Than spot a group of men walking out into the alley. "Butcher would you just listen!?" One muscular says trailing after the guy with the long jacket and dark hair.

"Give me a good reason why!" He remarks back in a rough accent. You had to admit, he's cute. And than that accent was the icing on the cake! It was like magic to you. Good thing you didn't have to kill the guy. Beginning to aim you targeted his shoulder and steadied yourself at the target. As they continued on rambling your finger snaked to the trigger. Than at the open opportunity you shot and moved fast. Slinging the sniper around you and racing to the direction of Deshpande and using rope to go down to the ground. Cussing could be heard as you raced to the car.

Deshpande surprised at you holling ass into the car, once you got in stepped on it. Amused you laughed still hearing cussing from the target. But it didn't mean they didn't see you. Kimiko ended up on the roof where you were before, and searched the area. Hughie on the other hand was flipping out while Frenchie was trying to apply pressure on the wound. From the bullet hole it was deep but not deep enough for fatal damage. Blood was covering the shirt though and jacket.

MM raced to find any sign of the car he heard racing away. But that was merely only a couple of hours ago. Frenchie managed to get the bullet out and they cleaned Billy's wound. Billy on the other hand was furious, whoever this person it must've been from the cunts at Vought. Particularly Homelander sending him a message. He immediately was out on a hunt despite the protest of Hughie trying to reason with them. That perhaps Vought forced you to do this, Butcher thought otherwise. A inside job like this was a willing one, if they really wanted someone forced it would've been Black Noir who did it.

Nah, you agreed to it willingly for the money they gave you. And you must've known something about them, he wanted to find out. So when Billy a couple days later found out where he could find you, he took the opportunity. Now he figured whoever this guy was, he was gonna beat them up than get answers. It had to be a guy named Wade or Lloyd some douchebag name like that.

Walking in the bar it was partly empty but somewhat not. Light music played in the background as he walked in. Guys at the bar smoked and talked amongst themselves. Cigarettes filled the air as he began to glance around the area. For some reason he was expecting the guy to show up any time. As he leaned his side into the bar table a the bartender glanced at him. It was some tall guy with long hair and a beard but nerd looking. He also had glasses with somehow a nerdy style. "Give me a scotch will you?" He says to the bartender.

In the corner he spotted a woman. Wearing a dark orange fleece with white fur and long diem skirt and a plain cream fleece shirt could be seen. Than a pair of matching light brown boots. Her hair was (y/h/l) that was (y/h/c) it was a nice style on her, she rocked it better than most woman, well some looked great with it but she owned it in his eyes. Butcher watched as she threw darts at he board all without having to pause for a brief moment. Each one seen out of instinct and well lots of practice.

One last dart glided through the air and hit the center of the dart bored. Chugging the rest of your margarita and took the darts down before heading to bartable. "Instead of a margarita make it something different, surprise me." You remark to the bartender.

"I'm surprised your not a drunk by now" he comments.

"Ferret, my dear good friend, alcohol doesn't affect me and we know this. Not like it could kill my liver either" you remark. Taking the cigarette that was on your ear off of it.

"Right, sort of unfair though. Anyway drink coming up!" He says turning away to make a mixture. You put the cigarette in your mouth and dig in your pocket for the lighter. Than bring it to the tip of the orange strip of it. With a click you attempt to light to which it doesn't after a few tries.

"Im 'arghab fi altadakhiyn ealaa 'ayi hal" you mutter to yourself tossing the lighter in your pocket.

"Need a light, love?" You suddenly hear than turned to see the guy from a couple of days ago, Butcher. What a coincidence, especially since you admitted to yourself you found the target attractive. Did he know who you were? Probably not, no one ever really knows. Taking the cigarette out you keep it tucked between your fingers out to him. He lites it to which you bring it to your lips.

Puffing out a small cloud of smoke soon enough. "Thanks" you remark to him. "I don't really smoke often so I forget to refuel my lighter," you say before placed in front of was your drink. A nice from what it smelt like an New Zealand beer before tasting it.

"No problem," he remarks back to you. "What was that you were speaking? I don't recognize it." He comments facing forward.

"Arabic" you answer. "My adoptive father speaks it, he taught me that." You comment taking in a bit of the cigarette before bellowing the smoke out.

"Really? Must be a swell guy."

"He is for a sassy old man." You remark back in a chuckle. To which Butcher also chuckles at also.

"Billy Butcher, and you are?" He inquires to you.

"Margot Robbie" you remark with a smirk. Than see his facial expression full of disbelief at that. A laugh escapes you, than stop "kidding. Its (Y/n)," you say with a shit eating grin on your face.

"Lovely name" he remarks.

"I suppose." You remark back him. "So" you pause than bit your lip a bit "come here often?" A laugh croaked out the man with an accent.

"Not really, waiting for someone." He remarks back to you.

"Oh?" You say already knowing the answer. With your other hand snaking away and reach near your knife hidden. "May ask whom?" You inquire to him. Attempting to hide your grin and remain serious.

"Some guy who shot me. Found intel that he'll be here any second" he says not paying attention to your expression. Biting your tongue, not too hard to keep a laugh from breaking out. "Wait I until I punch the cunt in the face for the damage he's caused."

He thinks your a man? Why does everyone think your a man? Is this considered sexist or just someone boldly assuming without considering? Did you look guy with a suit on? How the heck was this happening? You'd think they'd thought they'd remember some hot chick like yourself. Oh well, it's easier to deceive them this way. "He must've really made it on your shit list for you want to find him." You comment still trying to hide your smirk from emerging.

"The cunt shot me and ran off" he retorts back. Cunt? He really favored that word apparently, but hey, you've been called worst. "Coward, that's what he wants. And he missed! What a lousy shot. What a bad hitman." He remarks back to which that clicked for you. Immediately snaking your blade out you held it against his throat. Taking in a big sip from your drink finishing it before placing it back down.

Keeping a grip on your knife and put your cigarette in the near ashtray. "I never miss" you darkly comment. "I meant to shoot your arm. To left where purposely missed a major artery an your broken. Could've given you a fatal injury to where a surgeon would have to repair that bone of yours." You explained slyly with a dark glint your eyes. Yeah, this guy was cute but you wouldn't let him down talk you. From how close you were without realizing it, Billy could smell your shampoo and conditioner. Milk and honey scented it over took you entirely making you smell sweet. "By the way, I'm actually a mercenary. I only do a few hitman jobs" you say. Turning your gaze to him to where your eyes met. "But it's not my fault you ended up on my naughty list" you comment.

"I knew you were a girl" he says with a grin. "Rough childhood, love? Oh right, you answered it already. Orphans always have problems, huh? What did mommy and daddy go out for milk?" He says trying to set you off, which your sure is the last thing he wanted to experience.

"They dropped me off at a fire station after trying to leave me high and dry at an hospital. A firetruck almost ran me over, and a homeless man almost peed on me" you remark.

"(Y/n)" Ferret says giving you a look. "If your gonna fight this guy take it outside this time, please? You have that crazed look in your eye, it makes me nervous. Its like for me seeing a bull head to the China shop" he comments. Casually just standing there behind the bartable.

"It'll be fine" you remark back. "I'll be gentle" you reply.

"You talkative, huh? If only I could sow your pretty little mouth shut." He remarks to you that makes you chuckle.

"They've already tried that with someone liked me" before clicking your tongue "it didn't go well." You comment with a light shrug of your shoulders.

"Highly doubt that" he remarks. "It should of been a field for them!" He grins to you.

"Perhaps if you like a sucky movies" you sarcastically say. "The movie was awful" you remark. "Anway, I have way better things to do than sit here and argue with you, Butcher. Lovely accent though!" Before wiping out a fuzzy pair of cuffs. "Don't judge me either" before cuffing him to the bartable with his left wrist. Stepping back off of the bar stool and dropping a few dollar bills for Ferret. "Don't you look lovely with fuzzy leopard printed cuffs!" You grin highly amused at this. To meet the grumpy face of the English accented man.

"You fucking cunt" he growls at you.

"I know honey, I'm great. Catch you on the flip side Billy" you tapped his nose with your finger. "Your adorable by the way" with a cocky smirk overtaking your face. Before walking out with a howl of laughter as you leave the bar. Oh, Billy wanted payback, but at the same time he was sort found you interesting despite the chatterbox in you.

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When Billy tracked you down once more his blood was pumping. Excitement was sort of in him as at the thought of catching you. Despite most of the other members of the Boys thinking it was over between you two, they didn't know about Billy's slight interest in you. Part of him denied it but found it utterly thrilling the dynamic between you two. Sort of like messing with a forest fire, it was hot and it'll spread but he wanted to fan the flames. Hughie was confused when he saw the sudden spark in Butcher, but didn't figure it out what could cause it. Billy was quick to leave without a second word when he came across something on his laptop.

Soon enough he was dashing out with his heart pumping wildly. Going to the location given he was surprised to end up at some random place. An apartment building? What could you possibly be doing here? He would've head in until he saw a guy fly out. There you were a tight leather orange outfit that outlined your curves. Your hair was pulled back in a ponytail and your mask was up resting on your head. In your hand was a pepperoni pizza with a lot of cheese on it. "You know Dick, ha I can never get over that nickname. Dick. Just so funny," you say almost taunting manner as you walk to the guy on the ground. "I've heard of stalkers before, but your something else. Kiddnapping some poor lady dog! You monster." You crouch in front of him still munching on the pizza. "All because she said no to getting in your car. Aww, what stupid things we do when were young" you grin. "Listen here bub, I'm not here to kill you, unless Kiu calls it. But what I will tell you, since she said no blasting your brains out, I'm gonna do one simple thing. Wanna know?" You inquire with a grin. Shaken the guy let's out a whimper at this side of you. You pull out a knife and direct it at his family jewels. "I will cut off your manhood if I had to, but since she was generous to you, I'll let you go." Moving the knife away the guy was about to run before directed it at his Adam apple. "But know this, if Kiu calls me again about a pest problem, I will not hold back next time. Got it?" You say to just than finish your pizza but still hold a threatening manner in your eyes. The guy nods before you stand up. "Scram, before I change my mind. And give the dog back!" Quickly seeing the guy sprint to car and drive away fast.

Pulling the mask back on you dust your glove off and begin to walk away. Billy was surprised by this, your a mercenary but not only that a person with a heart. From what it hes just seen you protected a young woman from a crazed stalker apparently. Did you do these things often? He shook his head at it though. Now was the time to get you. You weren't paying attention until you were tackled to the ground.

About to fight the person off your wrist were grabbed and slammed to the ground. Than met the cocky grin of Billy fucking Butcher. "Hello love" he remarks back.

Smirking you held back a giggle but if peeked out a bit. "Man, this sucks. I usually prefer being on top," you say with a cocky grin. Billy was quick to grab you by the throat and slam you against the wall. "Kinky." You comment with a shit eating grin. "Could you go a little harder, can't you daddy?" Fake moaning at this predicament you've ended up in.

"For such a pretty face you have its hard not want to punch your fucking lights out" he remarks back to you.

"Trust me, pretty sure you'd love to see my lights get brighter" you remark back.

"In your dreams" he remarks back. "How much did Vought pay you for your hit? Did they know you missed my head?" He inquires to you.

"They paid me a million. All for you to mind your own dang business" you remark back. Than noticed the rain gutter pipe. "Nothing more than that handsome" you grin at the idea entering your head.

"Really? That's it?" He says unimpressed.

"What did you expect from them? There trying to play nice. But hey, I didn't care at first about the job. Than they mentioned money, and well money a nice thing to have to pay bills, you know?" You say preparing legs. "Still glad I didn't have my bullets kiss your brain either, darling." With still a cocky grin wiped on your face. "I really appreciate this cat and mouse dynamic between us. It's sort too irresistible to resist, well like me."

"Really? I think someone like yourself more likely has a thing for being tied up." He says with a victorious grin at you as if he won. You bucked your hips which caught him off guard. Than you kneed him in the junk and punched him across the face. Your hair that was tied in a ponytail fell apart partly getting your face. Than you took a grappling hook and tied his hands to the rain gutter pipe out. Tying his hands to the back of his head to it enough to where he could sit at least. Laughing at this defeat you take his phone and snap a picture of him. "Hey! What do you think your doing?" He inquires to you. Than your quick to send it to recent contact which is marked as Hughie.

"And frankly, I think you have a thing for being tied up in particularly by me" you remark tossing the phone by his knee. Than kneel in front of him. "But who doesn't after all?" You shrugged before packing his cheek and turned on your heels and pull your mask on. "Can't wait until the next time you find me again!" You wave with the back of your hand. Laughing to yourself as you saw Deshpande pulling up in his car. "Hataa almarat alqauidmat, eazizi!" Billy couldn't believe he ended up in this situation again. To think he had you, but fell for your charm, but he couldn't help it, it was hypnotic. Like a drug, but he couldn't wait to chase you down again.

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[samanthalightning]

She's Got A Date-EoWells X Allen!reader- Part IV

*The GIF is not mine. All rights to the owner*

Part III

Summary: After getting wasted last night, you meet up with Barry and he offered you some advices. Based 1x03

Warnings: None. Just a tad angsty.

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Extremely groggy, currently having a mind-splitting headache and has the worst case of hungover, it was a miracle that you woke up early— well, thanks to your siren-like alarm. You hate yourself for drinking like a viking and like your liver regenerates like Barry.

Last night was a blur— or at least the part you got home. You blacked out. You have absolutely zero recollection of how you ended up in your bed, in your pyjamas, and your car parked the wrong way. You figured you drank and drove, you might have someone to do with that one. You are so lucky no one caught or Joe would've made sure you won't see the light of day. But everything prior that was still very much intact in your mind. Everything.

You were supposed to meet up with Barry for breakfast today at Jitters. You were headed there anyway for some coffee. It's not far from your apartment, which was nice, because you don't trust yourself with driving hungover as much as driving drunk.

When you arrived at Jitters, Barry was already there. He waved as his eyes caught you entering. You smiled in return. You went to him, put your bag on the floor and took a seat on the stool. Cups of coffee were on the table, it seemed like Barry had already gone through half of his coffee.

"I already ordered for you," he said. "And I got you this ham and cheese sandwich from that bodega." He placed a brown paper bag in front of you.

"Thanks," you mumbled, taking a sip of the coffee. You rummaged through the bag, and took the foil-covered sandwich. It was still warm. Your favorite bodega was all the way downtown. It's a trip to get those treats, which is why you almost never get them. Thank God for Barry and his super speed.

You quickly removed the foil and took a large bite. You groaned happily as you chew. Coffee and greasy sandwich; it was heavenly and bitter. It hits the right spots, it feels as though a part of your soul re-entered your body.

Thank God for Barry and him knowing you so well.

Barry chuckled amusedly at your reaction. "Had some fun last night?" He teased, pointing to your sunglasses covering your eyes.

In your defense, it was very bright outside today.

You rolled your eyes, not that he can see through the lens— or can he? You didn't know. "Just had a few drinks with Iris," you said.

He nodded, half convinced, took a sip of his coffee. "Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm falling apart," he sang in a low voice, but enough for your heightened hearing to hear.

Your head quickly jerked up to him, eyes mortified. "How did you know that?" You whispered. Your thoughts ran wildly. Maybe someone took a video of you drunk as hell, and maybe you're trending on all social media platforms or maybe you became a meme.

He shrugged, pursing his lips. "I don't know, you belted those notes in the streets last night,"

Perplexed, you look at him, and it's like he was waiting for something to click while smirking devilishly. Then it dawned on you. All of those questions you asked earlier were answered. He took you home. Which makes sense why he got these sandwiches for you.

"Oh my God," you groaned, burying your face in your hands, cheeks turned into a dark shade of red. Though, you still remember nothing.

Barry laughed hysterically. He loved teasing you so hard.

"Yeah. You called me last night, begging me to pick you up, because you're too drunk to drive," he said as his laughing ceased. "You both refused to enter the car. You started screaming, giggling like 5-year olds. I was lucky the street was dead."

Oh poor Barry. You can imagine, he must be so embarrassed.

It was a relief that even if you're drunk, you didn't risk driving. Maybe you're not as hopeless as you think you are.

Still, you dwelled in your embarrassment.

"So, who is it?" He asked. You look up to him again, eyebrows furrowed with once again cluelessness and confusion. You had a hunch what he was talking about, but it's always safe to pretend you don't know. It can't hurt them. He looked at you incredulously. "Come on, Y/N. You were talking the whole car ride. About some guy, and how things are so complicated and you were tired of it. I've never seen you like that before—"

"—clearly haven't seen me in a frat party before," you snickered, taking off your glasses.

"I'm serious. What is that about?" He insisted firmly, anticipation and a squint of frustration was evident in his face.

You grimaced, mentally hissing at yourself. You couldn't just zip your mouth and reveal your secret. Might as well announce it.

You messed up. You can lie, but what's the point? He's Barry. If he's anything, that's persistent. He tried breaking in Iron Heights.

"I'm dating someone," you confessed.

Barry blinked, clearly caught off guard with your confession. He expected it, but what surprised him is that you hid it from him. He stuttered for a while, before he was able to form a coherent sentence. "Oh. Okay. What happened?"

You sighed, looking down at the table. You took another bit of your sandwich, taking your time to chew. Contemplating whether to elaborate. It's pretty heavy to unload, you didn't expect telling your brother you're dating someone so secretly. And for sure he won't be able to take it all at once. You have to be vague.

"He—he doesn't want anyone to know we're dating, because there are certain consequences that come with it," you explained. It felt foreign to talk about your love life. For the past 6 months, you kept it all to yourself. The bad, the good. You bottled it up inside.

He raised an eyebrow, concern crossed his features. "And you're comfortable with this?"

"At first. But then it felt restricted and suffocating," you explained.

"Did you talk to him about this?"

You nodded. "Yes. He wasn't very convinced. I honestly don't know what to do," you huffed, slumping your shoulder.

It ain't rocket science to figure how deeply i troubled you. It breaks his heart that his little sister is going through some stuff, and she was going through it alone.

"Talk some more. Be honest of what you're really feeling," you thought was pretty rich and ironic coming from him. "You're part of this relationship as much as he is. You have a say in this, and if you don't feel like this isn't working out for you, then maybe you shouldn't be in it at all."

His words hit you like a brick— thousands of bricks hitting you all at once, if you're being accurate. It hurts, because it was right. It hurts, because it deeply matters. You felt the sting in your heart, your jaw tightened. You don't want to think about it, but he's got a point.

Barry was worried with your lack of response, as you think deeply in the distance. "I'm not saying break up with him, okay? I'm just saying this is something you should really talk about and consider. You can't bottle it all up." He doesn't want to screw up his sister's love life or push her to do something that might hurt her, but not exactly disregarding the advice he made.

When he's not being a total dork, he's pretty wise.

You pressed your lips is a hard line, taking it all in. "I know," you murmured.

You weren't able to say anything after that. So did he. It was some heavy weight of emotional stuff to unload to your brother. Your hungover was gone, and who knew these kinds of talks are better than coffee and grease.

Barry decided to break the silence. "This explains so much," he laughed and so did you. You weren't pretty subtle. "Do I know him?" He quirked an eyebrow.

You hesitated, but it's not like Wells' is the first that will come to his mind. Gradually, you nodded. "Yes. But I'm not gonna say who!"

"He isn't someone like Oliver Queen, right?" He half-joked, but deep inside he meant it.

You almost spat your drink. "No!"

Barry went to the precinct, and you headed to S.T.A.R Labs.

You tried to act as normal as possible, even though what Barry said deeply affected you. Thank God Caitlin arrived before you, so you wouldn't have to deal with interactions with him.

You couldn't still believe how much emotion you felt last night; how intense it is. You minded it, but you didn't think you would actually get drunk about it. You have no idea how to deal with it, and if it's the right time to deal with it. You can't go on and help your brother save the city, while your mind is filled with thoughts about him.

Right now, you choose the city.

As soon as Cisco arrived, which wasn't very long, you worked on finishing the pipeline.

It wasn't easy though, you worked on the same thing, be in the same room, act like you didn't get hammered because of him last night. Every time you spare him a glance, and he would look back and he would smile, having no idea what you were going through, it would break your heart just a little bit more. Each minute that you let your feelings be unknown, Barry's words sink into you furthermore. But it occurred to you that the reasons why it was hard were also the reasons why you should keep it together.

The prison was done before lunch. He and Cisco worked over-overtime last night, so there wasn't really much to do, but set it up. It came up together well; durable, functional. The cells slightly look like pods, and given Francisco Ramon's obsession with Star Wars, it makes sense. The test run will happen when 'The Mist' is captured, since Barry doesn't want to participate. But rest assured, you and Cisco worked on it very hard to make sure it works.

Now with the biggest task done, the only thing left to do is go through a bunch of workload and have lunch.

"Hey, Caitlin and I are gonna grab lunch, wanna come?" Cisco asked, putting his coat on. "It's that new place that serves amazing cheap steaks and burgers,"

You realized that the place he was talking about was the very restaurant that you told Wells.

You shook your head. "No, you guys go. I already ordered some food." You smiled, declining.

"Okay, your lost. That place is amazing," he elaborated, clearly pleased with the place. It's Cisco, though. And food.

You snorted, turning your eyes back to the computer. "As I heard," you murmured underneath your breath with a tinge of bitterness, as Cisco strided out of the cortex.

On the bright side, someone from this place already went there. But much to your dismay, it wasn't you.

Your phone dinged. You picked it up to check, and it's what you have been waiting for. The delivery guy is right outside the lab. You quickly headed down to pick it up. You gave the delivery guy some tip, before excitedly went back inside.

You were salivating when the intoxicating smell of Chinese food filled your nostrils.

When you got up, Wells was there. He took a waft of the take-out foods. "Is that from Mann-Lee?" His eyes lit up in recognition. He was the one who introduced you to the restaurant. He said it's the only Chinese place he likes, because it tasted like the food he had in Shanghai. Of course, he's been to China.

You nodded, placing it on the desk. You quickly took out every box of food in the bag, and dug into your chow mein happily and satisfied, not bothering to take a seat.

"Did you order some for me?" He asked.

Unable to speak due to your mouth being filled with noodles and potstickers, you nodded. "It's in the box," he chuckled at your attempt to speak.

He helped himself and rummaged inside the bag's remaining contents. Upon opening one, his face fell, seemingly disappointed. He opened another box only to be disappointed again. He was looking for something specific. Your wonder started to grow, watching him.

He turned to you, and you raised an eyebrow. "Did you order some of their Beef Broccoli?"

"No. Did you want that?" You inquired.

"Yeah." He forced a half-smile, waving his fingers dismissively. "It's okay. I'm fine with Kung Pao Chicken; it's decent enough,"

For some reason, your mood soured. Decent in Harrison Wells' vocabulary means it's not good enough; he doesn't hate it, but he doesn't love either. You felt bad that you didn't know what he actually likes, but in your defense, he never says, and he lets you eat it. He never complained.

"You don't have to eat it if you don't like it," you said. You didn't want to watch him suffer eating something he doesn't like while you enjoy your own lunch.

"No, it's fine," he assured you.

"No, Harry. I mean it— you don't have to eat it," you insisted with more vigor in your tone.

He ignored you, and took a bite of the chicken. You scoffed in disbelief, frustration fueled in your chest. You want to stop him as he continues eating, but you decided against it. It's too petty to get angry about, not worth it.

You eat your lunch in peace, every time you turn to Wells, he would wince every now and then when he takes a bite. You don't know what about Kung Pao Chicken he doesn't like, but he doesn't just like it. You tried to let him go through it, but you're starting to get annoyed. And of course, you couldn't stop yourself.

"Okay, stop," you suddenly spoke, putting your food aside. "You don't have to eat, you don't like it." You tried to grab the food out of his grasp, but he swerved swiftly.

"Y/N, I said it's fine!" Wells said, displeased at your attempt to take his food away.

"It's not! You don't look fine— you don't like it!" Your voice rose a little.

He exhaled audibly. "It's just food,"

"I know it's just Kung Pao Chicken that I ordered that you don't like, so just admit it and stop eating!" You spat.

He scoffed in disbelief. "What is wrong with you? I am eating it!"

"But that's the point!" You snapped loudly. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do— you never do!"

Realizing what you've said, you shut your eyes. Your hands flew to each side of your head, fingers weaved through your hair, tugging on them. You needed to calm down and take breath, and be rational. The last you want to do is do something reckless and irrational.

"Is there something wrong?" He questioned firmly.

You mentally grimaced at the question. It was a stupid question; it's basically screaming at his face. "Nothing," you muttered.

Of course he didn't buy it. You weren't exactly selling it well. Or at all.

"It's something. You're enraged over food," You don't honestly know how he can keep his tone down, but it was evident he was agitated. You hate it so much right now.

You sighed wearily, refusing to face him. Afraid of what might happen if you do.

"Let it go, Wells," you pleaded through your gritted teeth and clenched jaw.

"No. I'm not gonna stop until this is settled. Tell me, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

He continued on, pushing you to speak. The idea of unloading all of your hidden burdens entered your mind, but you don't have the emotional capacity to face the fact that this is taking a toll on you. You tried to hold your ground, but his voice overwhelmed you.

You pushed your chair back, getting on your feet and facing him.

"Everything is wrong, Harrison!" You shouted, your voice boomed inside. Wells almost flinched. "Everything is wrong with us!"

Wells shook his head, baffled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I can't take this any longer,"

"Can't take what?"

"This—" you gestured to you and him. "—This arrangement we made!"

Wells sighed, distressed, catching on what you were saying. "I thought you were okay with this,"

You chewed on your bottom lip, as you folded your arms across your chest. When you spoke, your voice dropped into a whisper; you couldn't control it. "I thought so too. Then last night, Iris vented out to me." You paused. You struggled to keep it together, now pressing your tightly folded arms on your chest. You continued. "They were having problems, same as us. I gave her some insights about everything, and then I realized that's how I feel!"

The underlying problem he thought he got handled was more intense than he thought. Time was running, you couldn't pick more of an impeccable timing, and the team could waltz in anytime while you were having this fight. He couldn't afford anyone finding out about it.

He took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Y/N, this is not the time for this," he said.

You snorted, your anger erupted in your veins. You were tired of avoiding the elephant in the room.

"When is the perfect time? When it's too late? When we break up?" You didn't want to say it, but it was at the tip of your tongue, waiting to be asked ever since you realized it.

His expression hardened. You already see the gears working. "Y/N, don't go there," he murmured, not glancing up to you.

"Why?" Your voice cracked into an almost sob. That was it. The tears found their way and pool at the rim of your eyes. "I tried to make myself believe that I understand, but I couldn't help but think that maybe you're scared that if things don't work out you won't have to deal with other people, thinking that you slept with a 24-year old girl."

Soon, every emotion you were feeling last night came rushing back to you; the confusion, the anger, the love and the pain— towards him and yourself. It seeped, not only to your heart, but through your very bones and weary soul. All too soon it became overwhelming, your chest tightening, your stomach knotting, struggling to keep it at bay.

Thinking it was one thing, but saying was a whole new realm of pain you didn't know you existed, let alone capable of feeling.

He glanced up to you, eyes staring into you meaningfully. "I would never think that. I made so many enemies, Y/N. Before and after the accelerator exploded. The last thing those people want is to see me happy and that puts you in danger," he reasoned.

You tried to steady your shaky voice. "I know. But your reasons and your excuses, they won't matter in the long run. The press, Joe, our friends, my brother— everything they say won't matter to me, because they're not the ones who loves you like I do, and they're not the one in a relationship with you." You told him, staring back, before turning away, as they threatened to fall.

You inhaled sharply. "I love you, Harrison Wells. And no matter what they say about us or you or me, I'll love you. Damn, you put my brother in a 9-month coma, but I loved you nonetheless!" You pointed your index finger at him in the air.

He let you speak, taking it all, as waiting for you to finish, let it all out and explain his side. And then, you'll be swept off your feet again, as if all of your feelings and thoughts didn't exist in your mind before. Barry was right. You couldn't believe you were getting to this point, but he was right.

"But I don't wanna hide anymore. I want to do more. Be free. If you don't want anyone to know that this relationship is happening, then maybe we shouldn't happen at all," You stated.

You both were silent, the tension was thick and you could cut a knife through it. Suddenly you couldn't move, like all of your energy was drained from your body.

You turned away before you could see his reaction. The pain was unbearable; it's best if you don't see it.

Mustering all the courage and strength you have left and your body, you took a step to leave the room. He tried to stop you by reaching out, but you recoiled, before his fingertips graze your skin.

"Don't,"

You strided out of the cortex, your shoulder straightened, held up high to hold your tears, but every step you take, the control you have dissipates. Slowly, your tears overflowed. You wiped the tears, though it didn't make any difference, your tears fell and fell, soaking your neck. Soon, all hell broke loose, sobs racked your body, your hands flew to your mouth to muffle your voice.

Wells was left with nothing, but the sound of your footsteps received, your muffled sob through the walls; thousands thoughts and emotions, and the weight of your words.

***

My parents are fighting. This one made me genuinely sad. Anyway, I'd really appreciate it if you share this and give it some love. Thanks!

Part V

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