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[number-0-iz]

"I...actually own the building."

Hamish, my husband, how rich are you? 😂

Gotta love a mystery man.

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[willddheartt]

Being a Good Friend | Randall Carpio

Summary: Randall has a plan to make the stupid jock you’re talking to Jealous, but something more comes out of it.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.6k

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“Man, guys suck,” You sighed as you flopped down onto the couch in the packhouse  “Hey,” Randall and Hamish said in unison  “No, she’s right,” Lilith said, taking one of the drinks Hamish had poured and sat across from you in the armchair.

“Boy problems?” Hamish asked with a sly smirk You replied, shaking your head, “You don’t even know,”  “Trust me, it’s not worth it,” Lilith said, taking a sip of the cocktail. 

“Thanks,” You mumbled to Randall after taking the glass from his hand, he picked your feet up from the couch and sat down before letting you place them in his lap.  “I just don’t get why guys will lead you on and act like they’re interested then turn around and completely ghost you,” You sighed angrily after taking a sip of the delicious cocktail Hamish mixed.  “You’re probably better off without the douche nozzle,” Lilith nodded, “Who was it anyway?” “Some Bradley Taylor, I met at a party,” You shrugged  “Two first names,” Randall cringed,  “you already know he’s bad news,”  “Wait, really?” You asked surprised, “Was this just something people failed to tell me?”  “Well, there no real proof behind it, but from experience,” The dark-haired boy said, trailing off when you nodded.  “The fucker left one of his shirts in my dorm, any of you want it? Otherwise, I’m chucking it,” You looked around the room at the wolves. 

“So you still have his shirt?” Randall asked, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.  You nodded slowly, “Why?” “Do you want to make him jealous?” He asked  “I guess,” You shrugged.  “Okay,” Randall nodded, jumping up from the couch, almost making you roll off when he threw your feet from his lap, “C’mon, I got an idea,”  He grabbed your hand and dragged you out the front door. 

-

“Okay, do you want to explain to me what we’re doing now?” You asked, once Randall had dragged you inside your dorm room  “Wheres his shirt?” He asked, instead of answering your question, you pointed to the back of the chair at your desk. Immediately after spotting it Randall pulled his shirt off.  “Woah,” You laughed, “Care to share this brilliant idea with the group?” You watched as he shrugged on the plaid shirt  “He’s got two first names, he’s a total tool. Seeing another guy in his shirt, in your room will damage his ego, and he’ll text you back in no time,” Randall smiled  “That’s just so crazy it might work,” You said  Randall nodded, “Now put your photography major to use and get your camera.”

You directed Randall into different poses to make the photos look more natural, and you snapped the photos with your phone to make them seem like you were just hanging out. The one money shot was one that was Randall’s idea. He laid down on your bed, leaving the shirt unbuttoned to show his toned abdomen, and he had you straddle his hips and snap a photo from there. You quickly edited the photo slightly, just doing some slight colour correction and light adjustments, and posted it to your social media. 

“Perfect,” Randall smiled when he saw your post in his feed, “He’ll definitely be crawling back to you in no time,” He gave you a hug from behind, leaning down over the back of the chair.  “Fingers crossed,” You sighed, leaning back into his arms.  “And if he doesn’t, Lilith will kill him,” He shrugged  “We don’t have to go that far but the thought is what counts,” You chuckled, spilling your chair around. 

You didn’t realize how close Randall was until you spun around, seeing him face to face. You were close enough to feel his breath on your face, and you froze. You didn’t know what to do, part of you wanted to pull away before either of you noticed and brush it off but another part of you, the nagging part, told you to lean in and connect your lips. Without realizing it you were leaning in when Randall didn’t move or pull back, you made the final move. Pressing your lips together softly, but pulling away quickly. 

Your breath caught in your throat, as your eyes fluttered open. Without saying anything Randal leaned forward this time, locking your lips together again for a longer and harder kiss. He sat down on your bed, pulling you out of the chair with him to your bed, without breaking the kiss. Your hands moved from his shoulders to wrap around the back of his neck and one tangled in his hair before pulling away. 

“Woah,” You whispered, out of breath.  “Yeah,” Randall agreed, still holding you close.  “Shit,” He shook his head, his grip around your waist loosening, “What about Bradley?”  “We’re not a thing or anything,” You shrugged, “we were just messing around,” “So you’re not gonna tell him?” Randall asked You shook your head, “He and I aren’t together and I don’t need to disclose anything to him,”  “Okay,” Randall nodded, “How jealous do you want to make him exactly?” He asked 

-

“Holy shit what exactly did you guys do?” Lilith asked the next day when you and Randall walked into the packhouse  “That is classified information, Lil,” Randall smiled  “It’s not that classified,” Hamish mumbled 

You felt all eyes on you, their burning stares making you pull the hood of your hoodie up and pull the strings tight.  “It’s that bad?” You asked, sitting on the couch  “Oh yeah,” Lilith nodded, “No, it’s not that bad,” Randall said at the same time.  “It’s pretty bad,” Hamish said  “If this doesn’t make Bradley even a little jealous, I’m kicking your ass into next week Carpio” You mumbled  “I think what you’re looking for is, Thank you, but I’ll accept that,” 

Last night you both got a little carried away. You didn’t notice the damage he’d done to you until it already happened. The marks that littered your neck with the post on your socials was enough evidence for people to say you fucked Randall, but that’s not at all what happened. Nothing went past second base.  You weren’t sure what that meant for the two of you or what that now meant for Bradley and you if he ever messaged you back. But Bradley seemed to only be a distant thought in your mind since you first kissed Randall, now all you could think about was his lips on yours. At first, you thought he was just being a good friend by helping you create a trap that would bring the dumb jock back to you, but couldn’t help wondering if something more extended when you kissed.

You were happy to see Randall’s plan had worked later that evening when you got a text from Bradley, asking if you wanted to hangout. But you surprised yourself when you turned him down, you went through all the trouble to make him jealous but now he didn’t seem to matter to you. 

“Hey,” You said quietly as you leaned against Randall’s door frame  “Hey,” The boy smiled when he looked up from his book and saw you. “So did, Bradley, message you yet?” Randall found himself asking even though he didn’t want to know the answer.  “Yeah,” You nodded, “Asked if I wanted to hang tonight,”  “And you said?”  “Turned him down,” You chuckled to yourself  “Oh,” He nodded, looking back to his book.

You walked in and sat at the foot of Randall’s bed, looking around.  “You still have those?” You asked, pointing to the strip of photo booth photos that were ripped in half.  “Of course,” He nodded, “Do you have yours?”  You nodded. 

“Last night,” You blurted, feeling the elephant enter the room. Randall closed his book and slid it aside, moving to sit by you on the edge of the bed.  “I didn’t mean anything bad by it. I’m not even one hundred percent sure why I kissed you,” He shook his head.  “Oh,” You mumbled, “I wasn’t sure why I kissed you either but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since,” You refused to look up from where your eyes locked onto the floor, not wanting to see his reaction “So you didn’t mind it?” He asked, almost in disbelief  “No,” You shook your head, “I would have stopped you if I didn’t like it,” You mumbled, “Didn’t you like it?” You asked, looking up from the floor, meeting his brown eyes   “No,” Randall shook his head, “Well I mean, no I didn’t mind, yes I liked it,” He said quickly, making you chuckle.  “I don’t know much, Randall,” You started, “But I felt more with you last night that I did with Bradley anytime. And I get it if it’s not the same for you but if I don’t tell you now, I probably never will.” You sighed, “I know we started out as friends but I’ve been seeing you differently, but I never thought I would tell you because I don’t want to ruin anything,” You rambled out, but getting stopped by Randall kissing you softly. He pulled away leaving you speechless. 

“Does that answer your question?” He asked, with a smirk You opened and closed your mouth a few times but couldn’t come up with anything to say. 

“I’m not saying we have to become something more than what we have now, but I’m also not saying that I’ll shut it down, you can choose,” Randall said, his hand resting on your knee You nodded, “I won’t stop it either but I don’t know what I want to come from this,” You said, “With that said, I also won’t shut it down if something does happen,” You smirked. You pulled Randall closer by his shoulders and kissed him once more.

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[youngfcs]

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[crimsonwolfie]

Best Mistake — Hamish Duke x Reader (x Knights)

Requested by @mysticalcrownbear

Prompt: The Knights accidently summon you, (the reader) a succubus when trying to summon Zecchia. You have a strong liking towards Hamish Duke, and he’s very much into you too.

Word count: 2,095

Hope you guys like this!! Sorry if it’s crap - requests are open!!

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Best Mistake Part 2

“It’s not that they have all our stuff...they stole it. So - let’s steal it all back” Jack whispers as he leans forward, straightening his posture in seriousness.

“Are you suggesting a magic heist?!” Randall says, stalking towards Jack

“Yes. A magic heist” Jack replies as he steps up from the couch. Both boys shine a ray of mischief in their eyes and madness in their energy

“MAGIC HEIST! MAGIC HEIST!” They both chant, as Hamish and Lilith begin joining in synchronisation

“MAGIC HEIST MAGIC HEIST MAGIC HEIST!” The Knights chant like toddlers demanding candy.

—

“Well you didn’t think to warn us about that?!” Lilith hissed, eyes dark with fear and damage after the images she’d experienced. Hamish, Jack and Randall all sat with Lilith in the Blade and Chalice collectively recovering from their fear corners. Lilith rocked slightly from side to side whilst Jack was holding a pack of ice on the side of his head. They were tired, scared, drained...but desperate. They couldn’t get into the vault without being stuck in the “fear corridor”. Hamish chugged a swig of his whiskey, slamming the glass down onto the table with force, trying his best to forget what he went through -

“Stupid Ricky Simarco and his stupid fifth birthday party” he groaned, eyes fixed into a trance like state

“What did you see?” Randall asked Lilith, who replies with a simple “nothing”.

“Nothing?” He asks again, confused to why she didn’t see anything

“Nothing.” She confirms, although her shaken state says otherwise.

“Okay, since we can’t get through to the vault, i found the perfect solution” Jack enthusiastically gushes. “We summon a demon! There’s loads of different types to summon and i think i found the perfect one!”

The fellow knights all look around at each other in suspicion...could this actually work? Or is Jack literally insane?

“It’s name is a Zecchia” Jack points towards a yellow dusted page in an old, crippled book “it’s a baron demon, meaning it steals anything that the summoner desires it to”

“Won’t we have to do something for it? You know, a catch?” Lilith questions, her big brown eyes looking up to Jack

“No! You see that’s the beauty of it. We call it, they show up, we pay the toll and they’ll do our bidding!” He replies almost as if it was complete rocket science. “You just gotta follow the protocol perfectly”

“I’m in-“

“-Me too!” Hamish and Lilith both declare with their whole chests, meanwhile Randall starts struggling with the decision...

“Nope.” He announces. “No thanks. No way. Nope. Not a demon. Not ever.” Adamant as ever, he puts his hand on the table as a way to stand against the debate. He gets up and walks away before the others can stop him.

“We’re still doing this.”

“Yeah totally”

“He’ll get over it”

-

Hamish, Lilith and Jack all stand around the summoning circle, ready to summon Zecchia, the thief demon.

“Zecchia, appear before us so that we may negotiate the fee for your service to empty the vault of the Hermetic Order of the Blue Rose and remand those goods into the possession of the Knights of Saint Christopher” they all chant in synchronisation. Below their feet is a demon trap, purposed to trap the summoned demon in order to negotiate wisely. As soon as they finish the chant, a sound of wind brushes past them...but shorty followed by silence.

“Zecchiaaa?” Jack quietly echos into the distance of the house, uncertain if the summoning ritual worked or not. The 3/4 knights walk around the hallway wondering where they went wrong.

“Maybe we messed up the incantation?” says Lilith

“We did everything right?” Hamish replies

Suddenly, the door bursts open as Randall rushes in, slightly out of breath

“- guys STOP don’t do this-” He shouts as he blows out the candles nearest to him on the floor “-Alyssa and i were discussing demon summonings and-“

“-and you suck at it” you pipe up.

Emerging from the shadows of the staircase, you quietly and elegantly walk down, eyes never leaving the people below you...but one in specific - the man dressed in the waistcoat. You’re wearing a red, laced spaghetti strap bodysuit that’s tucked under a pair of tight fitted sheer black leggings (clearly i’m not going to have you wear only underwear and a bra like every other succubus - *que that not on MY WATCH vine* we are more PG here y’all - also may i add, your body size does not matter here. All body types are beautiful and you should love your body, don’t fall for these skinny stereotypes! Curvy girls are breathtaking too!!! <3 okay back to the story lmao). With midnight black wings as beautiful as can be and horns impeccable in sight, you stare with your big Y/E/C eyes as your long Y/H/C, silky locks fall past your shoulders. The sound of your black stiletto heels click and clack on the wooden floorboards, as further silence echos in the walls. The Knights are struck by your beauty, chocked for words at what they’re seeing in front of them. You swiftly bring your wings to your side, stroking your arms as you approach the people below you.

“You’re not what...we...expected” Randall slurs- i mean drools ;)

“That’s because i’m not” you sigh, bringing your arms across your body. “You summoned me, a succubus. Not Zecchia. But hey, you’re not the first...you’re meant to use alcohol as a summoning ingredient. She’s a sucker for it...senses it from many realms away” you continue, shaking your head and rolling your eyes playfully. Looking around the room, you can’t help but keep looking back to the tall man who has a perfect complexion and long, dirty blonde hair with blue crystal eyes. With lips so succulent...you want to kiss all over them and run your hands through his locks, as he uses his large, soft hands to roam around your body-

“So who did we summon?” Your thoughts are interrupted by the small, gorgeous lady to your right. She has blue streaks in her black hair, and a cute little button nose that you want to just *boop*!

“I’m Y/N, a succubus” you smile delicately at the woman in front of you, glancing back to the man who caught your eye before.

“And you are?” You question, turning your attention to the male on your right

“I’m Lili-“

“Not you! This handsome gentleman in front of me” you point with your long, ‘black as night’ painted fingertip towards the tallest man.

“I-i’m Hamish. Hamish Duke” he replies, cheeks blushing a gentle shade of crimson.

“You’re really hot” you tease, biting your lower lip in hot anticipation at your dirty thoughts. Hamish’s eyes widen at this, bringing his hands towards his front slightly.

“I could say the same for you, love” He gulps. He doesn’t know this, but you can actually read his thoughts; images of him pushing you up against the wall, his hands on your ass as your legs wrap around his middle, lips working sweet magic as you’re caressing his face and hair...leaving small, wet pecks on his neck as he moans your name out loud, thrusti-

“Hey, i’m Randall” the tall, pretty brunette calls out, stepping towards you. He brings his hand out to shake, to which you accept. A huge grin is painted across his face as his hand touches your dainty one, Lilith just rolls her eyes and huffs.

“Okay okay let’s wrap this up here” she remarks, pulling Randall away from you. You turn to see a shorter male, who sports platinum blonde hair that falls to the side of his face. His eyes are wide, mouth slightly parted and eyebrows furrowed.

“Are you alright, pretty boy?” You ask, genuine concern across your face. Randall giggles like a school boy at your words, repeating (and i quote) “hehe pretty boy heheee” quietly in the sidelines whilst pointing at Jack.

“I....uh....hi” Jack replies, fixing his hair after noticing you were looking at him

You lightly laugh “hi, cutie”

You look back over to Hamish, as his filthy visions are still happening

“I can read your thoughts, you know” you laugh as he blushes bright red and covers his front completely now

“It’s okay, i liked them” you continue in a husky tone, stepping closer towards him with your hands in front of you, gasping to be touching him.

He reaches his hand out towards your stretched hand, gently touching your fingers and delicately wrapping his large ones round them. You both intertwine fingers, as gazes are locked onto you both. He pulls you towards him, his head tilting slightly in awe at your appearance.

“Uhhh...okayyyy?” Lilith gawked as the rest of the Knights share glances of pure confusion and slight panic.

You chuckle lightly at Hamish’s actions, as

he wraps his arms around your lower back, swaying from side to side.

“You’re beautiful” he whispers into your ear which sends excited chills down your spine. He smiles looking down at you.

“What is happening right now?” Jack asks the others, who shrug their shoulders watching like hawks. Lightly, you plant a small kiss on his lips...which Hamish returns, only with more passion and lust. The kiss deepens as his hands grip tighter and your thrusting into him for more becomes intolerable, until you both need to release for air.

“Uhh Hamish? Y/N? Hello?” Randall waves his hands in the air trying to signal Hamish, but proves useless. As you’re heavily gasping in air, you notice Hamish’s mouth - your red lipstick has smudged all over his mouth

“BRO you look like a clown!!” Randall cracks up, laughing hysterically. Jack and Lilith snort upon seeing Hamish’s state, but he doesn’t care. He quickly and forcefully grabs you again and drops you bridal-style whilst passionately making out with you once again. Jack, Lilith and Randall all look back up from their laughter fits to see you two basically eating each other’s faces. Suddenly, it’s not that funny anymore - just disturbing.

“Okay that’s enough, Ham-burger” Randall shouts. Nothing.

“Yo Hamish dude stop” Jack sings, which again does nothing to Hamish and you.

“Yeah this is now how i thought my Tuesday was going to go” Lilith says as she gestures towards you two. “Is he enchanted or something?!”

“I uh...maybe?” Jack mutters

“Maybe i am too” Randall eyeballs you and Hamish “wait...i said that out loud didn’t i?” he quickly looks down and plants his face with his hands. Yeah...he was totally thinking of a threesome at that time.

Begrudgingly you break the contact between yours and Hamish’s soft lips and lift yourself up from his arms, yet he continues leaving sweet, soft kisses on your neck.

“I know what you’re thinking, cutie” you look up to Randall, who squeals in embarrassment and mouths ‘don’t tell them’ towards you, making you laugh.

“What were you thinking about?” Jack asks

“Basically he was thinkin-“ you begin

“NO no NO DON’T say anything” Randall barks out, breaking Hamish from his trail of leaving kisses down your neck

“You know what nevermind” Jack grunts as he scrunches his eyebrows up in discomfort.

“Okay this is getting too weird now. Hey, Y/N can we get Zecchia please” Lilith asks, seemingly annoyed

You sigh loudly, clearly annoyed that your fun was about to be wrapped up “fine. But i want to see you again” you say, stroking Hamish’s hair out of his face.

“Why does she have to go? Can’t she stay for a little longer?” Hamish pleads, but is shut down by Lilith giving him a death stare whilst growing towards him.

“It’s okay, she’s right. Okay well this was amazing. Call me again” you say as you wink towards Hamish, who’s knees buckle slightly. You walk towards the middle of the room and straighten yourself up, lifting the strap of your top back onto your shoulder.

“Nice to see you, lovelies” you give a little wave with your hand, then click your fingers and disappear. The Knights all glare round to Hamish, who straightens himself up and buttons his waistcoat back up.

“Have fun there buddie?” Randall quips, smirking slightly at his friend

Hamish doesn’t say anything, he just looks down in embarrassment

“Oh, and you might wanna-“ Randall gestures for him to wipe his lips, as Jack and Lilith silently chuckle from the other side of the room.

It’s safe to say, you left your imprint on Hamish Duke...and he won’t be forgetting that any time soon.

Let me know what you guys thought, and of you want any more fanfic :)

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[myrandomthoughtsblog]

Jack Morton x Fem!reader

A/n: english is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there is any mistakes. It's super fluff, hope you'll like it.

Y/n Duke had been a werewolf almost as long as her older brother Hamish. She's preety close to him, the same way she's close to all the kinghts, exepct for one of them - Jack Morton.

For some reason the girl and the newest werewolf don't get along that well. Y/n never wanted him to be part of the knights and blames him for all the problems with the order, while Jack thinks she's stupid and selfish, since he's a good werewolf. But let's just say that some things are about to change.

The order, and therefore the knights, had a new threat to deal with. A guy called Peter Don was doing lots of bad magic and hunting anyone that knew how to make it, all because he wanted to be the only person that possessed such thing.

Hamish and the werewolfs already knew about this whole thing, but had never managed to found the guy, so when Vera told him his name Duke was quick to call an emergency meeting with the rest.

Lilith and Randall had just arived to the house, only to find Jack and Y/n arguing about something that happend at their class a couple minuts ago, they rolled their eyes and set down, both of them were extremely tired of their bullshit. As soon as Hamish arrived he made them stop fighting and told everything Vera said to him, then the group started to plan what to do next.

Randall and Lilith were going to Peter's workplace, a clothing store, in order to investigate, Hamish was going to do some research about the guy with a couple books Vera had given to him, while Y/n and Jack were going to his place, neither of them were happy with it, but according to the older Duke they needed to be able to work together.

The car ride to Peter's place was very quite and weird. When they arrived Y/n informed their groupchat, Randall and Lilith already were taking a look at the store and Hamish said he hasn't found anything yet.

The duo broke into the guy's house and started to look for anything sightly suspicious. Nothing in the first floor, and nothing in the second, when they were heading to the basement Jack, that was pretty quiet, openned his mouth to talk about something that was not about Peter.

"Y/n"

"Morton"

"Why do you hate me so much?"

A minute of silence followed his question.

"What?"

"Like I get it that I caused a couple of problems and shit, but besides that, what did I ever do for you to hate me that much?"

"Well i-, you annoy me and you also hate me, so I don't get why you are asking me this."

"I was just wondering"

"You can wonder when we catch this bad guy"

The conversation ended but Y/n kept thinking about that. Why did she hate Jack so much? Okay, sure, he was annoying, but there was something more and she couldn't find out what, and this was making her pretty pissed.

Morton and Duke entered the basement, only to see something, actually, someone that Y/n didn't like that much either - Alyssa Drake.

Jack got quite excited to see the girl he once had a crush on, what only made Y/n roll her eyes. Alyssa said Vera asked her to see if his house had something weird, but she hadn't found anything. Jack started to make a small talk with her, and Y/n quickly dragged him out of that place.

"You should stop talking to Alyssa"

"What, why?"

"There's something about her that dosen't sit right with me"

"Are you jelous?

Y/n turned to Jack with a pretty angry face, but if you looked close enought a blush could be seen.

"If you think I'll ever feel something for you Morton, you need help"

Jack looked a bit sad, but hided that with a playfull smirk, when he was about to open his mouth to say something sarcastic, Y/n screamed.

Peter had found them, stabbed Y/n and started to run. Y/n feel into the ground and tried to stop the bleeding.

"Go after him"

"What no I can't just let you bleeding here"

"It's okay, I'll heal"

The boy stoped to think for a moment, but when Y/n gave him the sweetest smile ever, he decided to go after Peter, after all she's a werewolf, she would be fine.

Morton started to run after Don, but Y/n wasn't healing, so she looked over to her belly, and guess what, a green smoke was coming out of it. The knive Peter used was poisoned, Y/n thought it was funny, since her brother had once being stabbed by a poisoned knive. She tried to reach her phone and call someone, but she didn't had enought strenght for that, the poison was way to strong.

All she could do was wait for Jack to come back and help her. When Y/n was about to close her eyes she heard him call her name and Jack started to run towards her.

The order wanted Peter alive so that they could ask him questions, so Jack had only knocked him out and was trying to get him to his car.

He kneeled next to Y/n and told her to hold on while he pressed her belly to make the bleeding stop. The first thing Jack did was call Alyssa, he asked the blonde girl to come pick Peter and take him to Vera, then he proceeded to pick Y/n and take her to his car.

Alyssa did what he asked and Jack was now driving pretty fast to the knights place. He kept assuring Y/n that she would be fine, but deep down he didn't really know what would happen, the only thing he knew was that he couldn't just lose Y/n, no not like that.

As soon as he arrived at the house Jack picked her up very carefully and opened the door. Lilith looked over from her sit to see what all that noise was, only to find her best friend dieing in Jack's arms.

While Morton was putting her on the sofa, Batory shouted for Hamish and Randall that came downstairs running. Jack told everything that happen and Lilith was preparing a potion that would cure her, at least that's what they hoped, Hamish and Randall were freaking out.

Y/n drunk the disgusting potion and the green smoke was gone. She was fine and already healing. The knights were pretty happy and relieved, but Jack still had a sad expression.

He almost lost the girl he loves and she doesn't even know that, actually it's worse, she doesn't feel the same.

After that Randall left, he had a date with Gabrielle, Lilith helped Y/n go to her room upstairs and went to her own, Hamish had to go report everything to Vera, and maybe make out with her, but Jack had nothing to do, so he just set down in the living room and kept thinking about his feeling towards the girl that hated him.

A couple hours passed, it was pretty late now, and Jack got tired of just thinking, it was time to do something about that, even if later he might regret it. So he walked to Y/n's room expecting her to still be awake. Her door was open so he entered the room.

"Wow Morton what are you doing awake? It's pretty late."

Y/n said that in a very cute tone, not the one she usually uses with Jack. The thing is that she had also being thinking about the same thing he had. Y/n realized that the reason why she had been hating him so much lately, was that she actually liked him and was scared to do something about it, so Y/n thought pretending she still hated him like she once did would make her feelings go away. But today when she saw Jack all worried about her, everything changed.

"Don't say anything just let me talk. I don't hate you okay, I once did but not anymore."

Y/n was very confused.

"I like you, not only as a friend. I have been liking you for a couple months now, and I didn't knew how to tell you."

Okay now Y/n was chocked. Was she dreaming? Did the poison actually kill her and now she was seeing things?

"Look I know you hate me and stuff, but today when you almost died I realized I needed to tell you, so well, you know."

Y/n got up from her bed and walked up to Jack.

"You can keep hating me no problem, i-"

"Just shut up and kiss me Morton"

"Wait, what?"

"I like you too asshole"

"For real?"

"Yes"

Y/n and Jack kissed each other with a lot of passion and love. It was a slow and sweet kiss, but a very needed one, after all both of them had been pretending they hated each other for way longer than they should.

After what seamed to be a long time, they finally broke the kiss to breathe, and they couldn't stop smiling, everything was okay now.

"Wow, hm this was pretty nice, but I think you have to rest, I mean, you were stabbed today"

Y/n agreed and Jack started to leave her room, but she stopped him before he could actually leave.

"Can you stay here with me?

"Of course"

Y/n and Jack got into the girl's bed and cuddled. Her head was close to his neck and he was holding her while drawing random things with his finger in her exposed skin.

The room was silent, but there was no need for words, all they needed was each other. Then Jack said something and blushed

"Can you play with my hair please?"

Y/n smiled and nodded. Now her hand was tangled in Morton's hair, both of them were extremely happy.

Time passed and they stayed like this, sometimes Jack would say something about how good that felt and Y/n would laugh saying she loved his hair. That was when she started to feel her eyes closing, she was super tired.

"Thanks for helping me today, and thanks for staying here with me."

Y/n said that in a tired and sweet voice while yawning.

"Anything for you princess."

Jack kissed her forehead and they fell asleep together without a care in the world.

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[teenwolfmarvel-obsessor]

Hey ya’ll! I’m sure some of you have heard that The Order won’t be returning, I’m so disappointed! This show had so much potential, and not to mention the cliffhanger!!!!! but....... I will be continuing the third season for Taste Of Secrets. I love this show so much that I thought it would be fun! If you have suggestions or ideas, feel free to message me on here or on Wattpad!

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[lomlmarvel]

It’ll Always Be You II

Randall Carpio x fem!Reader Series

Part Two [Part One]

For the past few hours, you had been catching up on some reading. There wasn't much to do since classes hadn't begun yet. Hamish was getting ready for his first day of class by looking over his scheduling log and re-reading the material he was going to cover the first day. You felt like you didn't even need to attend his first class since you had heard him repeat his speech a dozen times in the past hour.

Lilith had gone to the store to buy groceries and toiletries. She returned and left again to go on a run. The den was quiet, other than Hamish's muttering in the corner of the room as he rehearsed his speech again. He had been making drinks in between and offering them to you while he practiced his speech. You had taken a few, but you could feel the alcohol start to intoxicate your body, and you didn't want to get drunk the day before classes began.

You didn't want to be drunk if Randall came back to the den and wanted to talk to you about what had happened earlier. Honestly, you hadn't stopped thinking about it since it had happened. Why did he keep leaning in if he was going to back out last second? Did he even mean to lean in, or did he even realize it? Did he have feelings for you? Did he know about your feelings towards him?

Your mind was buzzed with all the possibilities as to why Randall leaned in and why he pulled away quickly. Part of you had hoped that it was a mistake and that it meant the two of you would remain friends forever. But the other part hoped that he was as infatuated with you as you were with him. 

You took another large gulp of the alcoholic beverage that Hamish had prepared for you. It had been placed in your hand for the last 10 minutes, but your thoughts had been so busy with Randall that you had forgotten it was there. It was the afternoon, Randall should've been done with doing the last tour and checking in with everyone. He should've been at the den by now. That's if he decided to sleep in his room at the den. Maybe he decided to stay at his dorm to help the freshmen settle in their first night.

 It sucked, knowing this would be the busiest time of year for Randall. It meant you would have to deal with all the Order newbies with Hamish and Lilith, not that they weren't good company, but you preferred to be with Randall.

"What's wrong?" Hamish called out to you. He had been watching you for the past few minutes, seeing as you harbored the alcoholic beverage in your hand. You would usually take it all in one sip, but this time was different. He knew something was up when you showed up at the den by yourself and without Randall. The two of you were always together, even when Randall had to be working. 

"Nothing. Just tired of reading 'Hamlet' again. I finished 'Ready Player One' a couple of days ago, so this is the only book I have left," You replied, lifting the old cover of 'Hamlet' that was in your hands.

"You can get started on the philosophy readings you have to do--" Hamish started, but you cut him off.

"No, thanks. I have one day of summer left, and I do not want to spend it doing homework," You stated. Hamish smiled at you, placing his lesson plan on the table and walking over to you on the couch. 

"First off, Professor Krowchuk is thinking of adding three more books to the lesson plan, so you might want to rethink starting your reading now. Secondly, I know something happened with Randall," Hamish commented. You sat up from laying down and faced Hamish's concerned expression.

"C'mon, you can tell me," He softly said. He placed his hand over yours, and you smiled at him sweetly. 

"It's just--We were out by the tree earlier, and we were talking. I mentioned how I got into Krowchuk's class and when I turned to look at him, I didn't realize how close we actually were. I guess he didn't realize it either, but he wasn't pulling away. I figured I was finally going to shoot my shot and kiss Randall," You told Hamish, explaining what had been on your mind for the past few hours. Hamish stared wide-eyed at you, waiting for you to continue telling the story.

"And..."

"And, I started to lean in, because I thought he wanted to kiss me too, but then last second he pulled away. Pulled away, as in, he literally jumped two feet away from me to put distance between us. He got all weird, started packing up, and made some lame excuse about going back to the dorms. So I came here," You said, shrugging your shoulders at the memory. 

"Maybe he was just scared?" Hamish asked. You sent him a glare.

"It's Randall. He's not scared of shit."

"Look, maybe he just got nervous. Don't give up on him or yourself. Shoot your shot if he won't do it first," Hamish advised. You nodded and set your book down. 

"Thanks, Hamish." You pulled him in for a hug. When you pulled away, your phone vibrated in your pocket and saw a text from Jack.

Meet me at the Blade and Chalice for a drink? It's on me :) 

Oh, by the way, Randall's coming too

You showed Hamish the screen, and he shrugged. 

"Shoot your shot," He replied. You stood up and grabbed your sweater as you made your way to the door. 

When you arrived at the B&C, the two guys were sitting at a table with two beers in front of them. Randall immediately made eye contact with you the second you stepped into the room, but quickly avoided your gaze until you stood two feet from them.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” Jack greeted you. You smiled and took the seat in the middle.

“How was orientation?” You asked. Grabbing what you assumed to be Randall’s beer and took a sip out of it. He stared at you for a moment before looking down at his hands.

“Let me get you a drink. I promised I would,” Jack said, watching you set the bottle back down in front of Randall.

“No, it’s fine. Randall doesn’t mind, we share beers all the time,” You responded. Jack turned to look at Randall, who nodded in return. He gave you a look before answering your question.

“It was fine. Didn’t really need to have a tour. You know Pete would talk about it all the time, I have like a mental snapshot of the map”

“He was rejected by his tour guide,” Randall cut in after Jack. You stared back at Jack, who rolled his eyes.

“I’m not interested in her,” Jack replied. His attention fell to the corner of the room where a posse of freshmen was seated.

“You into him or her? Or the other him?” Randall asked Jack, bumping his shoulders. You leaned over the table and punched Randall in the arm.

“Ouch!” Before you could respond to Randall, Jack cleared his throat to get your attention.

“What do you know about the Hermetic Order of The Blue Rose?” He asked. You looked at Randall, smirked, and turned back to Jack.

“It’s a crock of shit,” You stated. Randall agreed and discreetly pulled your chair closer to his. You turned your head to catch Randall leaning next to you, with his stare already on you. You sent him a small smile, which he returned.

“I think they may have been recruited, and I’m trying to figure out what they have in common.”

“Besides being...” Randall asked.

“Elitist assholes?,” You replied to Randall, causing him to chuckle.

“Hey, a lot of good people are members. Michelle Obama, Warren Buffett, Oprah,” Jack defended himself. You gave him a serious look and heard Randall shuffle next to you. You turned around, and he was starting to talk.  Did he move his chair so the two of you would be touching legs?

“You know who’s also supposed to be members? Bad people, like Benito Mussolini, George W. Bush. Oprah,” Randall said. He glanced at you and noticed you staring at him.

“For people that don’t believe, you two sure know a lot about them,” Jack observed. You turned away from Randall’s stare.

“Randall’s Wikipedia smart, and I’m just the unfortunate one who listens to him talk all day,” you started. Randall softly kicked your foot with his. “Look, even if they do exist... I wouldn’t get your hopes up.”

Jack gave you a glare and took a sip of his beer. “Why is that,” he asked, a hint of hurt in his tone.

“They want sheep, and from what I remember, you’ve got a mind of your own,” you replied. Jack nodded and raised his bottle to you.

“Well, who wouldn’t want unlimited power?” Jack commented. The three of you looked at each other and nodded.

“I have to do something, so I’ll catch up with you later, alright?” Jack said as he looked at you. You nodded and pulled him in for a hug.

“I’ll see you later. Thanks for the beer, Randall,” Jack said, turning to the dark-haired male next to you.

“See you around,” Randall replied. The two of you watched as Jack walked out of the bar. An awkward silence settled as you turned to look at each other. You weren’t sure whether to bring up what had happened a few hours ago or pretend that it never happened.

“So, Jack seems real--”

“Hey, sorry about earlier-”

You and Randall stared at each other, cutting each other off. Neither of you said a word, you kept looking into each other’s eyes. 

“About earlier, I just wanna say I’m sorry,” Randall was the first to talk. “I’ve been thrown off this entire week for some reason, and I don’t know what I was thinking. You’re my best friend, and I guess I just got caught up in the moment,” Randall stated. You felt your heart fall, and your throat tighten. You wanted to cry, but you kept in your tears. It was just like how you had thought, he never had feelings for you. 

“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to apologize. It’s the beginning of the school year, we’ve got a lot of pressure. I don’t blame you,” You lied, placing your hand on his arm. He looked down at your hand and smiled. 

“C’mon, let’s go back to the den. I have a feeling these assholes are gonna start using bad magic soon,” you said. Randall nodded and laid a $20 bill on the table. The two of you got up and made your way out. 

-

The next two weeks were stressful for everyone.  Jack had managed to get involved with the Order, but you only found out because Randall had told you. Randall and Lilith had been hunting down this thing that was killing pledges. Hamish had been busy with his class, and you had been busy helping Lilith and Randall figure out what the creature was. You had found some books in the basement, but Randall said it would be quicker to just search on Google. Being how you were so in love with him (and majorly because you didn’t want to read all those old books), you followed his direction.

With Randall, the two of you had gotten back into your regular routine. It was as if nothing had happened. You never revealed that you did, in fact, have feelings for him, but since he clearly didn’t have any for you, you decided to not say anything. You treasured your friendship too much to risk losing it.

However, things got interesting one day. You had gotten back from your last class of the day and started prepping snacks for the movie night you and the Knights would be having. Yet, when you arrived, the front door was swung open. You entered the living room and began scanning the rooms. But a particular smell led you to the basement. There, you found ripped up clothes. You searched for a wallet and saw that it belonged to the one and only Jack Morton. You immediately called everyone else and went out to search for the newly-turned werewolf.

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[drakoneve]

why is NO ONE talking abt the fact that Vera had a daughter?? did everyone just miss that?? I wanna know what happened!!

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[dustyjjumpwings]

Can someone please make more Hamish Duke imagines 🥺 he’s so precious

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[ally-writes-many-things]

Who you are. (Hamish Duke) Part 1

Summary: You were an Adepti for The Order but you were also a spy for Gnostic council. The council called you back to Belgrace to spy on Vera after the recent werewolf attacks which is when you find out something about one of your old best friends.

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Requested: Yes

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You were sitting in your house enjoying your company when you heard your phone go off. You looked at over at your phone and saw that it was Vera Stone. You rolled your eyes and sighed. She has become a pain in your side ever since the Grand Magus rolled into town for the initiation and decided to stay in town for a while. You let your company keep doing their thing while you answered your phone. "Yes, Vera?"

       "I need you to come down here. The Grand Magus is up to something and I'm worried that it's going to affect The Order n a way that isn't good,," She said while rustling around.

     She's constantly calling you worried about Edward and you just let it play out and let her vent it out but it's getting old at this point. "Vera, I'm sure he isn't doing that-"

She didn't let you finish. "Would you just come down here?"

    "Would it make you stop calling me every five seconds?"

    "Yes,"

    "Fine, I'll be there soon,"

    You told your company to leave while you got dressed to go down to the temple. You didn't live in the Belgrave area but you did live close enough for that temple to be your temple. You never really go there unless you were needed like now. You weren't really apart from the Gnostic council, but they have recruited you to be a spy for them and to report back to them if anything was out of the ordinary. You opened your front door with a flick of your hand and walked out to your car.

--

     You walked into the temple and you saw Alyssa talking to the Grand Magus in hush tone. You cleared your throat and it made Alyssa jump but not the Grand Magus. "Y/N. Nice to see you again,"

    Your heels clicking on the floor every time you stepped closer to the Grand Magus. "You too, Grand Magus. I hear you sticking around in town for a while,"

    He smiled at you. He was one cunning son of a bitch but could he really be doing something that could hurt The Order? "Got some business to attend to here that's gonna keep me here for a while,"

    "And what would that be?"

    "If all goes well, I'll tell everyone soon. Alyssa, that is all for today. We'll pick it up tomorrow,"

    Alyssa nodded. "Yes, Grand Magus. Whatever you say, Grand Magus,"

    Alyssa was such a kiss ass last year and still is one today. I was 3 years ahead of Alyssa in The Order, but she was always trying to kiss ass and was always so insecure about herself. "Same ol' Alyssa, huh?"

    Alyssa turned and looked at you after she watched the Grand Magus leave. "I don't know what you mean?"

    "Always a kiss ass,"

    "Same ol' Y/N, always a bitch,"

    "A bitch that got a promotion,"

    "Alyssa, I need to talk to you!"

    You turned around and saw a brown hair guy jog up to Alyssa, look frantic. Something was off about this guy like he had a certain smell about him that you couldn't place. "You smell weird,"

    The boy looked at you funny, so did Alyssa. "He smells normal?"

    "Who are you?"

    "Y/N Y/L/N. Adepti, you?"

    "Jack Morton. Acolyte,"

    "I figured as much. Alyssa, do you know where Vera is?"

     At that moment, Vera walked in. "I'm right here, let go to my office,"

    You fake smiled Vera. "After you,"

    She flicked opened the door and you walked in after her and sat in one of her chairs lazily as she flicked the doors shut. "So Magus, I hear you have a Werewolf problem on your hand?,"

    "It's being taken care of,"

    "Oh? Well good. So what did you want me to see and why did you call me in?" 

    "I know you're a spy for the council,"

    You chuckled. "Yep. Totally am. Come on, Vera. I'm in the field almost twenty-four seven. I don't have time to spy on people,"

    Vera just gave me the 'don't lie to me' look. "Magus, I'm not. Even if I'm not what does that have to deal with anything?"

    "I was gonna have you spy on Edward,"

     You let out a short chuckle and sit in the chair right and looked at her. "You're crazy, right? Spying on the Grand Magus? That would cause me to get Pulveris memoria if I got caught or killed. Why don't you take your concern to the council?"

    Vera put her hands together and places her head on them. "They wouldn't believe me unless I got proof,"

    "Then find it yourself. I'm not gonna have you get my mind erased because YOU wanted to spy on the Grand Magus,"

    You got out of her chair and started to walk out but you stopped and looked at her. "This Jack Morton kid. What do you know about him?"

    "Parent less. Lives with his grandpa. Great athlete. Great student. Why?"

    "Remember beginning of last year when that potion messed up and it resulted me in getting a superior sense of smell?"

    "Yes, what about it?"

   "Morton has a certain smell towards him that I've smelled before but I can't seem to place,"

   "Okay and what about it?"

   You just shrugged. "Just something I thought I'd share,"

   You walked to the Blade and Chalice and sighed Vera really wanted you to get into trouble by spying on the Grand Magus for her own worries. Nope. Sorry Vera. But not happening. You opened the door and you were hit with the same smell that you smelt on Jack. You followed your the smell and found a blond hair guy, drinking. That's when it hit you. The reason you smelled it before was because you smelled it on him. The closer you got to him, all the memories started coming back to you. All the late night studying, the parties, the drinking, the hangovers, going out and celebrating every good grade you got on a test. Not only the memories came back but the feelings came back as well. You were almost about to walk way but something made you walk forward. "Hamish?"

     Hamish turned his head around, and he looked at you for a minute like he didn't recognize you but when he did, his jaw dropped as he looked you up and down. He met your eyes with his eyes and you could see the same thing that happened to you with all the memories was happening to him. "Y/N?"

    You slowly finished walking up to them. "Yeah, hi,"

    He stands up and goes over to hug you but hesitated. "It's been a while, what are you doing back?"

    You smiled at him and walked up to him and hugged him first. "Uh Vera called me in for a meeting,"

    He hugged you back. "Oh, what about?"

    You shook your head. "Nothing to worry about,"

     You let him go and sat at the table in front of where Hamish was sitting. "Tell me what's new with you?"

    He shrugged. "I'm a T. A and it's totally exciting! I mean just last week I had a freshman tell me that he did the homework, but he got drunk and threw up all over it,"

    You chuckled. "Freshman year in college, where the reality of life hasn't hit you yet,"

    He chuckled and then smiled at you. You and Hamish went to Belgrave together but your paths went into two different directions when you got accepted into The Order. You started to hang out with other people and him with others but you finally reconnected your senior year and you spent every chance you got with them but when you graduated, the council had promoted you to Adepti because you show great promise, and they needed more field agents and you accepted. You lost contact with Hamish after a while because you were traveling across the world and didn't have time to talk to him which hurt but soon the hurt stopped hurting. "But it's not as exciting as being a world traveler. How long have you been back in the States?"

     "Hmm like a month or two,"

     You had been out of the states for a good two years but you were summoned back to the states earlier this year because the council wasn't to happy with Vera and wanted me to spy on her after recent werewolves attacks. You were actually going to stop by her office, but she had called you first. "Why didn't you reach out?"

    "I've been busy,"

     He just smiled sadly. "Oh, I see,"

     "It's not like that. If I wasn't this busy, I totally would've called you,"

Hamish waves his hand. "Don't worry about it, I'm been busy too,"

     "Oh yeah? With what?"

     Hamish was about to answer when he was interrupted. "Ham-ster!"

     You turned your head and saw three people walking up to you and Hamish. Jack was one of them but the other two you hadn't seen before. As they got closer, you were hit with the same smell as Hamish and Jack. But you just ignored it because they may just be roommates or something. You looked back at Hamish and smirked. "Ham-ster?"

    He looked at you and jokingly told you to shut up and then looked at the black hair dude. "Absolutely not,"

    The girl looks at you and had a growl in her voice. "Who are you?"

     You didn't get a chance to answer before Hamish did. "This is Y/N L/N, we've known each other since our senior year in high school, we kinda lost tracked after she graduated and became Miss. World Traveler,"

    You looked over at Hamish and chuckled. "Is Hammie jealous?"

    Hamish gives you a smirk back. "Nope,"

     You two just stared at each other for few without saying something. You could see Randall just looking back and forth between you both out of the corner of your eye. "What's happening here? Are they mind fucking?"

     That broke Hamish's stare from you and he looked up at Randall and threw a napkin at him. "Fuck off, Randall,"

     Randall smiled at you and made you scoot over, and he sat next to you and the particular smell was so bad that it made you gag a little. "Do you guys all live together?"

     "Yeah, well besides Jack,"

     You turned and looked at Jack and smiled at him, "Nice to see you again Jack,"

      Jack just looked at you and didn't say anything. "Wait, you know each other?"

      You turned and looked back at Randall. "Not really. I know Alyssa and while I was talking to her, he had come up,"

     "Yeah, and she mentioned that I smelled weird,"

     You rolled your eyes at that comment but when you focus back onto Hamish, you saw that his eye were huge before quickly hiding that face. You thought that it was odd but you made a mental note about it.

     Lilith made Hamish scoot over and sat next to him and then Jack pulled up a chair from another table to your table. Randall put his arm around you. "So tell us some stories about Ham sandwich,"

     Hamish rolled his eyes and looked annoyed with Randall. "You're not calling me that,"

    You smirked at Hamish, and he knew exactly what you were about to say. "You want some stories about Mishy the fishy?"

     He just gave you an amused smile. "You wouldn't,"

    You made an o with your mouth. "Wouldn't I?"

    Randall looked at you and Hamish. "She can call you puny nicknames but I can't?"

    Hamish looked over at Randall and was about to say something but Hamish cringed in pain and you looked around and saw the other three doing the same thing. "Are you guys okay?"

It only lasted like a couple of seconds though. Hamish nodded his head. "Oh yeah, we are fine,"

You looked at them, confused. "Are you sure? You all four cringed in pain. Is there something that's going on here?"

     Hamish gives you a shy smile. "Of course not. We just got drunk last time and hangovers suck,"

     Before you could even say anything else, you felt your phone go off. You pulled it out of your pocket and it was Vera telling you to get to the temple. You looked up at Jack, and he looked up from his phone at you. "I've got to go. Nice to met you three. Hamish, text me later, and we'll catch some more,"

     Hamish took a sip of his drink and pointed at you. "You got it,"

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[elleclairez]

The Order -  One-Shot - Randall Carpio x reader -  “Does he know?”

“Can someone explain to me why Jack Morton is laying naked on the floor?” I asked Hamish and Lilith, my boyfriend aka Randall Carpio was nowhere to be seen

“First how do you that idiot’s name and second of all, what the hell are you doing here?!” Asked Lilith angrily, well more like normally because angry is Lilith’s normal (at least with me). 

“I’m here because Randall forgot his notes yesterday and I know Jack because again Randall is his RA. Why would you actually care what I’m doing here?!” I said looking at her.

“You know what...” She started but was interrupted by Randall 

“Girls calm down. Lilith, please be nice, she's Randall girlfriend after all. And to answer your question, he was chosen by one of the hides." Said Hamish while being annoyed by the beginning of yet another argument. You see Lilith and I never got along even though I did try to make an effort since she is Randall's best friend but unfortunately she still hated me. Don't ask me why 'because I've got no idea.

"Him?! Didn't expect him to become a werewolf but who am I to judge. Anyway, who chose him?" I asked. I wasn't a werewolf myself I always tried to help them as much as I could even though I'm human sometimes I can be useful.

"Silverback chose him. Hey babe! What are you doing here?" Said Randall entering the room and hugging me with a wide grin on his lips.

"You forgot your notes this morning and I doubt that a pre-med can actually survive at least one class without them." I said pecking his lips ignoring the hateful glare that a certain female werewolf was sending me.

"Thanks, you're the best. You know I was thinking maybe tonight..." And before he could even finish his sentence we heard a groan coming from the semi-conscious guy.

"Where am I?" Said Jack trying to sit up but failing completely. I kinda felt bad for the guy but this was a werewolf matter, not a human one. 

“Okay... I’m gonna go, I have class in 15 minutes. If you need anything, text me.” I said to everyone, well mostly to Randall, kissed him and left the house heading to the campus while hearing an “I love you” from the tallest werewolf. 

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I was calmly walking towards my building when someone took my arm and stopped me and turned me around quite abruptly. I was going to scream but stopped when I saw that it was none other than Jack Morton. 

“Morton! What the hell?!” I asked angrily hitting him in the arm. 

“Do they know?!” He asked looking me straight in the eyes. 

“What the hell are you talking about?! Did you hit your head somewhere or what?!” What the hell was wrong with him. I mean he couldn’t know the truth, could he? 

“Do the Knights know that you’re in the Order? No, I have a better question. Does Randall know that his precious girlfriend is supposed to be his enemy?” He asked without breaking eye contact. Okay, this is bad! How could he have known?! He never saw me without the mask. 

“How did you...” I tried to answer him but nothing came to mind. 

“I saw you with Alyssa and the Temple Magus. Now answer my damn question! Do they know?” 

For a minute at least I tried to come up with an answer but again nothing came to mind, so I decided to do something that is not very common is The Order, I answered honestly. 

“No, they don’t. I was going to tell Randall but there was never a right moment, and then he told me about the Knights and I met Hamish and Lilith... It’s just...” I answered with panic in my voice.

“You didn’t want to hurt Randall or the others I get it. Look your secret is safe with me but you have to tell them sooner or later because they will find out I’m sure of it. It surely would be better if you told them and not someone else” He said and I could see pity in his eyes. 

“Thanks, Jack. And I promise I will tell them.” Before we could say anything else we both received a message from Alyssa. 

“I guess we have to go. Come on Acolyte, we have to go.” 

“Yes, Medicum!”

Little did we know that a certain raven-haired werewolf was listening to us and couldn’t wait to tell everything to the other two members of the Knights of Saint Christopher. 

765 words, 4,123 words 

Hope you liked this one-shot (I think it(s a one-shot, honestly I don’t really know the difference between imagines, one-shots etc...). 

If you want a second part please say it. 

I apologize if there are any mistakes English is not my first language, and I am still learning how writing on Tumblr works so you’ve got any advice... 

By the way, who is also waiting for the second season of The order??? 

Elle_Claire

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[number-0-iz]

Okay. So they just summoned a demon. Neat.

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[willddheartt]

My Salvation | Randall Carpio

Summary: In which Randall saves you from a creepy guy at the bar

Warnings: None

Word count: 831

A/N: There might be a part two on this.. let me know if you want it.

Masterlist 

For a Thursday night, the bar was noticeably empty. That was not unbelievably unusual for a Thursday but it was surprising. What college student doesn’t want to get shit faced any day of the week? 

You were enjoying a cold beer as you browse through your phone, your friend ditched you for a last-minute tinder date and drinking at a bar sounded better than drowning your annoyance in your dorm. Plus you were less likely to get caught in the bar. 

To your surprise you were actually quite enjoying yourself, sitting alone and overhearing snippets of strangers conversations, some of which made you almost laugh out loud. Least, that was until one older man entered the bar. You watched him intently, feeling instantly uneasy as soon as he entered the room. He got a beer and made his way toward you.  Out of all nights, tonight was not one of the nights you were equipped to deal with some creepy dude hitting on you. 

“I don’t think I’ve seen you around before, you come here often?” He asked leaning on the table.  “A few times out of the week,” You nodded, putting on your best fake smile hoping he’d just go away “You got a name sweetheart?” he asked.  Before you could even open your mouth to answer him a boy jumped to your rescue, coming up behind the man and sliding in the seat across from you. 

“Hey babe, sorry I’m late, I got hung up with something.” The dark-haired boy said looking from you to the older man leaning on the table. “Hey,” You smiled playing along, thanking the stranger in your head for stepping in. The older man tipped his beer bottle to the brunette sitting across from you and walked away, sauntering back to the bar stools. 

You let out a sigh of relief as soon as he was gone. “Thank you,” You whispered to the boy across from you  He winked at you, “Randall,” he held his hand out to you.  “Y/N,” You said shaking his hand.  “So what do you say, Y/N, do you wanna get out of here?” Randall asked  “That sounds like a great idea,” You took the boy’s hand as he lead you outside. 

“I guess this is where we part ways?” You asked, once Randall stopped, pulling you in front of him “That, or, I could walk you home.” He offered, “You know to make sure no more creeps like that come after you,” He added  You nodded, “I’d like that very much,”  “Great,” Randall smiled, “Which way?”  “Townsend,” You said.  “You’re from Townsend?” He said as you started out on your journey across campus.  You nodded, “Have I seen you around,” Randall asked  “I’m not sure, should you see me around?” You asked with a small chuckle  “Probably, I am your R.A.” He shrugged 

The rest of the way back you talked about anything, the conversation with him came so naturally, it was almost crazy. 

20 minutes later and you walked up to your dorm. Admittedly, you were slightly disappointed you arrived, spending a small portion of your night with Randall turned out to be the best thing that happened all week.  As you unlocked the door Randall leaned against the wall next to it, looking at you.  “You can go now if you want, I made it,” You pointed out  The brunette nodded, “Just wanted to make sure you got in alright,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “Thanks again for the save back at the bar,” You said standing in the doorway.  “Of course, if you’re ever in trouble like that call me,”  “Alright,” You nodded. Hesitantly you leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to his cheek, seeing him flush a light shade of pink immediately.  “See you later then,” You sighed. The boy nodded, “Later,” He shoved his hands in his pockets as you shut the door. 

You didn’t get more than your coat off before there was a knock on your door. Wondering who it could possibly be at this time of night you opened it, seeing Randall standing there, looking nervous. 

“Did you forget something?” You asked, not sure why he was back “I had a good time tonight,” He started, “Do you maybe want to do this again sometime?” He finally asked. “Not the creepy guy at the bar part but the hanging out thing?” He quickly followed up.  You chuckled at his nervousness and nodded, “I’d love to,” you grabbed the marker off the whiteboard on your door that your roommate put up, and wrote your number on his palm. “That’s my number, call me sometime.” You smiled  Randall looked at his hand and nodded, “So, uh, later then,” He shot finger guns at you as he took a step back from your door and turned to go down the hallway 

“Goodnight Randall,” You called as you shut the door. Laughing to yourself after you shut the door.

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[dw-writes]

Well, I want to see our Werewolves, of course. The small downside to the show is that a lot of the characters are underdeveloped or we don't get to know them. But I do kind of like Alyssa and I like Kyle (Yes, he's an ass, but I still like him. I like the actor and I have thing for guys with curly hair) Also this is my HCs, Kyle's last name is Prescott. So, can you add Alyssa and Kyle and Amir was cute and nice.

I had to go back and look up what the original request was aosidhgfoaisdhfoas because i COULDNT REMEMBER!! BUT FIRST DATE HEADCANONS FOR OUR FAVORITE GROUP OF CHAOTIC BASTARDS

Hamish is the type of guy that would take you on a Nerdy Date - if you were into that sort of thing. I mean, have you seen this guy? He is most definitely going to say you are the nicest piece of art in the museum before breaking out in a grin and admitting that he should not have dropped such a cheesy compliment on you. But before any place fancy off of campus, Hamish is going to take you to the Blade and Chalice - something familiar, for a relaxing drink and a small bite to eat, a chance to make sure that you really are comfortable being alone with him while not really being alone.

It’s also the place that, you know...Randall and Lilith and Jack can also make sure that you’re Up To Snuff for their fearless leader, while he uses the opportunity to see what his closest friends think of you. He really values the opinions of his friends, especially on something that he, himself, is so nervous about - putting himself completely on the line for you.

Don’t sweat it. Lilith doesn’t spend the WHOLE time glaring at you. In fact, she tells you what Hamish’s favorite exhibit is at the museum you end up going to. For your sake.

Boy does THAT work out in your favor (i.e. he is DTF on the first date if you two hit it off THAT well. Which. Let’s be real. He asked you out. You two hit it off THAT well already).

Have you met Randall? Of course you have, you’re going on a date with him! “Going” is....overselling it, however. If you agree to a date with Randall, he’s not planning something elaborate, but something casual and relaxing. The man lives in sweatpants for fucks sake, I highly doubt that he actually owns a pair of Slacks.

So, the first date is at his place - that room/apartment that he has for being an R.A. He orders some food from a nice place, grabs a variety of drinks for you to choose from, and makes sure that the place is clean. He cleans for you. Cleans. Give him a break.

It’s a night of good food, good booze, and shitty movies, each one worse than the one before it - but that could just be from the copious amounts of alcohol that you two partake in. Whenever you leave the couch and the comfort of his warmth, he sends message after message to the Swearwolves Group Chat (you look me in the eye and tell me that’s NOT what its called) telling them how EXCITED he is, how much FUN he’s having, until his texts aren’t making any sense because he’s so smitten and so drunk that he can’t stop smiling.

There’s a kiss, or two, and some gratuitous groping, but he will WAIT until, at least, the second date to get really into it.

Maybe.

Lilith is a nervous WRECK. From asking you out to actually meeting you the day of your date, she’s much more prickly than normal. But it’s okay!! Don’t let it phase you (if it does, should you REALLY be on a date with Lilith?). She will relax the longer you two are alone together, until its Business As Usual, and she’s wondering what the hell she was nervous about.

It’s a small place off campus that she picks - mostly because she does NOT want Hamish, Randall, or Jack to show up and ruin things. She says ruin, but if it’s anything like when she asked you out, then they would probably make faces at her until she just threw the whole date in the trash. But that’s why she picks a small diner off campus! So that she can have you to herself, so she can BE herself, and not worry about anything else.

It’s a movie afterwards. And there’s very little appreciate of the movie to be had, because as soon as the lights go down, she’s distracting you with small kisses and teasing touches, and boy does she enjoy being able to see you blush in the dark.

You two wouldn’t even make it back to a bed. If everything goes according to plan, the two of you are GOING to fuck in the back seat of the car.

Jack thinks he’s smooth, but he’s really not. He practiced asking you out in the mirror, and was repeating it to himself as he was on his way to meet you, but you found him first, and overheard the whole thing and said yes. He invites you out to some event that’s happening in town - something outside, and fun, like a carnival, or a fair. He knows that its relaxing, and fun, and it’s the one place that he can really get you alone if he needs to, because of the rides.

He would also send off messages to the Swearwolves Group Chat to let them know how it goes, and immediately decides to take you somewhere else when he hears three separate phones going off around the fair grounds.

After anything he has planned for you - be in the carnival, or the fair - he takes you home for dinner and to meet his Gramps. He may get embarrassed by some stories that Gramps shares - I mean, why wouldn’t he share these stories? It’s the perfect time! - but he’s so excited for you to meet his family that he’ll get over it.

It really is a sweet first date, and he even drops you off at your door with a kiss.

Granted, that doesn’t mean that he won’t come back later to visit because he just can’t stop thinking about you.

It’s not the first date anymore, now is it?

Does Alyssa do dates? Does she really? Not if you look at her track record. But it’s okay! When she decides to ask you on a date, it’s at the same time as you, and you both end up stumbling over your proposals and laughing a little because of it.

She cooks, and invites you over for a wonderful spread of food that she put together herself, and it’s all surprisingly easy - you two talk about magic, you talk about classes, you talk about anything and everything and it isn’t until the candles that she lit are practically stumps that either of you realize the time.

She lets you stay the night, stumbles over offering to give you the bed, and both of you turn a little pink when you agree to share it with her. It’s fine! It’s okay! You’re both adults, right? So when you both climb into bed, it’s safe to say that neither of you are jumping into the other’s arms.

But as you’re falling asleep, you do feel her arms around you.

Breakfast the following morning very much is a second date, and earns a little more than just a kiss from either of you.

(there actually arent gifs that i can find of kyle....but i might not have looked in the right spots)

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle. He really is full of himself, isn’t he? He asks you out MULTIPLE times, each one more pompous, and a little egotistical than the last, and every time you turn him down, if only because he keeps looking back at his friends like “hey, check it out, I’m getting a date”. 

But, hey, when he actually gets the nerve to ask you out WITHOUT his friends hovering in the corner is when you actually agree.

And he pulls out ALL the stops: a fancy restaurant, a limo, fine wine, etc. But it isn’t the glitz and glam that get you, but the laughs. He’s surprisingly easy to talk to, and it reminds you why you were even friends with him to begin with, let alone why you studied magic with him. He was smart, and funny, and sweet when he pulled out your chair, and opened the door, and offered you his coat when you said you were cold.

Given his track record with you before your date, he doesn’t dare TRY to kiss you when he drops you off at your front door. So you kiss him. And, maybe, drag him inside.

If he brags to his friends, though, you will turn him into something small and squishable. Until you see his friends earnestly asking about the date. Then, well...maybe you’ll forgive him later.

(i couldn’t even find a gif under Ajay Friese!! Someone!! Please!!)

Amir just goes for it. He really is a “grab life by the horns” kind of guy, and when he realizes that there’s even a SPARK of interest between the two of you, he just asks you out - no planning, no real idea of what to do, just blurts it out while you’re laughing about one of his jokes.

He really is a broke college student, though, and he does his best to plan something that will really catch your eye - he does his best to convince the owner of the Blade and Chalice to give you two the whole bar for a the night, or at least an hour, or at least after close? And the guy agrees - if only because Amir says that he’ll clean the bar for a week for free in exchange for it. Afterwards, when you hear the owner flag down Amir and tell him that his debt is paid, whatever that means, the two of you head off to town for a late night movie of your choice.

Or, you would, if it hadn’t started to rain.

But it’s okay! Because Amir is a quick thinker, and remembers that Netflix is a thing. So you two head back to his room, where his roommate is gone (Thank God) and stream whatever movies you can think of until it’s even later and the two of you fall asleep propped against the wall.

He does buy you breakfast, and offers to grab your homework from classes when you tell him that you’re going to skip them for the day, and earns the largest, loudest kiss that you can muster with little sleep and a sore back.

He does do a dance. You do see him do a dance before he leaves. It’s cute.

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[crimsonwolfie]

Unexpected — Hamish Duke x Reader

Prompt: You (the reader) have been going on dates with Hamish Duke for a little while now, but want something more serious...only he isn’t exactly showing the same...or is there more to him than he shows?

Warnings: tiny bit of angst but mainly sweet, tooth-aching fluff. Idek what this is but i was feeling it lmao — Enjoy my fellow Hamish Duke lovers :)

Word Count: 1,488

Requested?: No.

Masterlist

Lifting the golden rimmed wine glass to your lips, you take a sip of the wine enclosed inside it. As you purse your lips you look over to your date, Hamish, sitting across you on the table for 2. A red rose sits perfectly between you two in a clear vase and a bottle of red is beside it. Hamish picks and prods at his plate, slowly taking a forkful of pasta to his mouth. You’ve been on a few dates with him and are hoping to take things to the next level some time soon. When? You’re not exactly sure, since he hasn’t been very open lately.

“So how’s your food?” You ask, trying to pick up a conversation for the third time that night.

“It’s alright” he replies, still looking down at his plate. You’re determined to get what he’s keeping from you off his chest.

“So what’re you thinking about?” You twirl spaghetti around your fork with one hand as the other is placed on the side of your head, elbow leaning on the table. Hamish looks up at you with his luminous, crystal blue pools and a confused expression drawn onto his perfect complexion.

“What do you mean?” He questions with a honeyed voice, brows furrowing and lips ever so slightly parted.

“You seem...offish? Like you’re either not in the mood or hiding something” you reply faintly, hoping that he’ll finally open up to you after being so distant these few days

“Y/N, it’s not about you. I enjoy your company, please don’t ruminate whether you’re the cause of this; It’s...family...stuff” Hamish retorts as he looks back down to his food, face still sour like a lemon drop. You’re still not convinced, but you will be...soon. Silence falls on the both of you as you sit pondering what you’re going to say, sipping and savouring the last drop of your wine. Around you are countless of couples who are spending a romantic evening together, actually enjoying each other’s company, romance painting their atmosphere like a Picasso masterpiece. You turn back to see Hamish slumped on the chair, deciding to put him straight (also because you’re craving something a little sweeter than ignorance right now). Taking a piece of your loose hair and tucking it behind your ear, you straighten your posture up;

“Okay Hamish, this doesn’t settle right with me. You say i’m not the problem but you’ve hardly spoken a word to me all night...and we’re here in this adorable, romantic restaurant with love and romance practically flooding the place, yet all i feel and see in front of me is sadness and ignorance. If you can’t be real with me then how can this even be real?” You tilt your head slightly “look, Ham...i like you. I mean, i really like you. And that scares me. You know why that scares me? Because ninety-nine percent of the time when i fall...it’s never reciprocated. And when that happens, it’s wallowing time again - a pit of misery, heartbreak and loneliness. And it doesn’t end there...it’s a vicious and draining circle of pain that i can’t escape from. So please, for me...if you don’t want to continue whatever this is, just let me go now...before i fall deeper.” pools of tears threaten to spill down your rosy cheeks, as your chin trembles slightly and that horrible tightening sensation ripped through your throat. Hamish stares at you with glazed eyes and an expression of hurt, lips curled downwards slightly. The silence becomes excruciatingly painful, until Hamish crashes his lips onto yours with pure passion, lust and desire. Fluttering your eyes, it takes you a hot minute to process what’s happening, but when you do, your lips move together just like magic...complimenting one another like fire and ice. Your lips part slightly in the midst of the kiss, allowing access for Hamish to enter his tongue gently as you lean into the kiss deeper.

Breaking apart for air, you stare down in disbelief. Did he really just do that? Man, that man has balls.

“I...i’m sorry if i gave you the wrong impression. Truth is, my friends and i have a lot going on lately and beyond this...stuff...we all have to deal with together...you’re the only part of my life that makes me happy and calm...you’re the only part of my life that feels real - permanent should i say. And i’d really like it to stay that way, if that’s okay with you?” Hamish asks with a wobbly tone. His eyes swell slightly as they shine under the dimly lit candlelight beside the two of you, creating a warm and comforting glow around him. It’s at this moment when you realise how safe, how happy you feel when with him. When you realise...he’s that rare one percent of your love life that breaks the chain of pain. You look up and smile with your crimson red lips, hair flopping from behind your ear into your face.

“That’s perfectly okay with me, love” you smile, as Hamish brings one hand on top of your palm on the table and the other hand towards your face, slowly placing your hair back behind your ear. He smiles at you softly with both his mouth and his eyes, letting out a choked laugh.

“I really do mean it, you’re special to me, Y/N. I like yo- i mean i really like you, too” he whispers, leaning himself forward to peck your lips ever so gently. You linger on his lips for a couple of seconds, smiling into the kiss until he parts, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead.

“You want to get out of here?” You whisper, rubbing your leg on his under the table, to which his eyes widen at and that certified smirk appears. He waves for the waiter to bring the check and before you know it, he’s whipping you out of the restaurant and into the humid, night air. Linking your arms together, he looks up into the night sky and smiles. The warmth radiating from his body comforts you as you snuggle deeper into his touch. You glance up at him, seeing him smiling into the sky with his eyes shut closed and a pink glow radiating from his cheeks. A sight like this, quite literally would make any girl’s heart melt. Smiling into his arm, you happily sigh, feeling your heartbeat increase by the second in pure happiness and contentment

“Where are we going?” You murmur

“It’s a surprise” he replies, tightening his grip onto your arm whilst leaning down to kiss your forehead. Intertwining fingers, you smile up to him in adoration.

“I love you Hamish” you breathe out, eyes widening after realising what just came out of your mouth, your heart stops beating suddenly. Hamish’s face completely lights up upon your declaration, smile bigger than all the planets put together, a light chuckle leaving his throat

“I love you too, Y/N” he replies. You feel your heart jump at his words, suddenly starting to pump blood around your body again. You can feel it pumping blood to your cheeks, as your face heats up in relief and joy.

Approaching a tall, brooding skyscraper, Hamish stops.

“We’re here!” He chirps up, opening the door for you to go through “my beautiful lady first” he smiles, to which you curtsy to and enter the building. He takes you to the elevator and presses the button for the top floor.

“So you live here?” You ask as you turn to face him

“Well yeah, you could say that” he replies

“So you don’t live in that old house in the middle of the woods, or is that just where your friends live?” You take a step closer towards him. He grasps your hand in his, intertwining fingers once again.

“Yeah, they do live there” he confirms as the elevator reaches the top floor. You both step out, him leading the way down the long and dark corridor. He reaches into his pocket upon stopping outside a door on the far end. Opening the door with a loud creaking sound, he prompts for you to go in first. The room was immaculately designed and decorated, with open space and a modern touch. Hamish flickers on the lights, illuminating the room. You glare around in amazement, eyes readjusting to the brightness once again

“You LIVE here?!” You repeat once again, only more exaggeration this time. “Somewhere like this must cost thousands, look at the view!” You drop his hand and run up to the window, mouth dropping as you see the city skyline and lights illuminating the city for miles away “how can a TA afford somewhere so beautiful, so breathtaking? Okay have you got a laundrette somewhere or something?” You joke, hands struck against the sides of your face. Hamish chuckles deeply at your accusations, but simply replies

“I actually...own the building”

“Honey what?”

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[ohhowthetableshaveturnedd]

Wide awake- Randall Carpio

A/N: So there will probably be a part 2 to this but for now here’s this. :) And it’s kinda small sorry

Words: 800+

Warnings: swear words, sad Randall :(

“she hasn’t said anything other than this.” Randall mumbled. Hamish had his head close to hers to find out what she was saying. “What is the last you remember?” Lilith asked Randall. Randall looked at his feet trying to remember what had happened before she fell into this coma. “I hardly remember,” He said. “I was- I was trying to apologize, but she- she didn’t-” Randall was softly crying, tears streaming down his face but not making any sound. He was strongly believing this was all his fault, if he had watched her more she would’ve been fine. “It isn’t your fault” Lilith said as if she could read his mind. “She’s speaking Latin” Hamish interrupted.  “I think it’s a spell” “Maybe we should text Jack?” Lilith suggested. “He knows about this stuff.” Hamish nodded, grabbing his phone to text him. Randall was nailed to the ground and wouldn’t move. He was staring at the girl whom was laying on the couch. Eyes closed but mouth moving. She was softly mumbling words barely hearable. And he was scared, he couldn’t lose her, not again. He had already lost her once because of him. Although it was an accident she would never forgive him, and he knew that, he just couldn’t bear the thought of living without her. So he tried to apologize for his actions, but she refused to accept them and told him off. He hadn’t realized that she was attacked until he heard her scream. The rest he forgot. She was fucking laying there in a coma, mumbling words, and he fucking forgot what happened.

Jack had arrived about 10 minutes after Hamish had texted him. “What happened?” Was his first question. “How did this happen?” Was his second. Hamish explained him everything he knew but Randall barely heard a thing. Lilith had intertwined her fingers with his in a comforting way.

“Do you know what she’s saying?” Lilith asked. Jack had moved closer to the girl, trying to hear what she was saying. “Dormiunt nocte dormiunt, die.” Jack started, shutting everyone but the girl up. “accipe spiritum quibus procul fugerunt” “What does that mean?” Hamish asked. “Well it means something of the lines of: sleep, sleep at night. Sleep, sleep at day. I receive my spirit to you, which had fled from far. Which makes no sense at all” Hamish sighed, not knowing what to do. “I can ask Alyssa?” he suggested. “yeah you do that, me and Lilith will search in some books” Hamish motioned Lilith to follow him. Randall had felt Lilith’s hand in his as soon as she let go, his hand immediately getting much colder. Jack had left the room to call Alyssa so now Randall and the girl were alone. After a long time standing still Randall moved to sit on the floor and hold her hand. Her hand was freezing, her breaths were slow and he could now only hear her mumbling. “I’m sorry,” He softly spoke. “It’s my fault and I’m sorry. I should’ve been there for you and I wasn’t. And I’m even more sorry about the rumor. God this is my fault” his cheeks were wet of his tears and Randall had let the girls hand go to lean his head in them. He was trying to remember but he couldn’t concentrate, not right now.

Hamish and Lilith had come upstairs with some books and papers in their hands just as Jack also came back into the room. “So Alyssa says that she is casting her own sleeping spell, and that’s why there isn’t really a way of waking her up because she is in this loop of putting herself into this coma.” Lilith had looked at Randall in pity and then immediately shot Jack a look. She didn’t want Randall here when they were going to tell them what they found, it would break him even more. “P-please tell me that you found something?” Randall stuttered, looking from Lilith to Hamish. “Well- not really, we found out it was a sleeping curse but there were only instructions how to perform one not how to- well- make someone fall asleep and repeat it themselves…” Hamish hesitated. The three just stared at Randall to watch what he was going to do. But he couldn’t do anything, he was just sitting there, sobbing. He wanted her back and this was all his fault. Lilith and Hamish had rushed over to comfort him. “We need you to find a cure for this Jack,” Hamish said, hugging the young boy as he cried. “You, Alyssa, honestly I don’t care, and we’ll help. We just need it as fast as possible” Jack just nodded as he walked out. All Randall wanted was his friend back, was that really too much to ask?

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