#boy these take me a long time to asnwer

[caterpillarinacave]

"Send me a character" Matthew and Alastair.

favorite thing about them

Matthew is genuinely hilarious. Very fruity. Would leave my drink with him at a bar. He’s a very genuine person, and his banter with just about everyone is one of the most entertaining parts of TLH. 

least favorite thing about them

Mmm, I don't know? I really like him in the book, however I’m not sure how I’d get along with him in real life. He’s very… loud. 

brOTP

Naturally, James.

OTP

Idk, Matthew x Therapy? Matthew x Relaxing?

nOTP

Probably Matthew x Alastair. For one thing, Thomastair is forever and ever, for another I just don't like it. 

random headcanon

Matthew was one of those kids who just really wanted to be held. Or, rather he just wants to be a part of whats going on. Frankly, that worked out pretty well for him, as he could usually just sit with his father, or cling to an aunt or uncle. Spent half the time he was supposed to be in bed as a little kid trying to get into his parents room, because how is anyone supposed to sleep in a room all alone??? What if he missed something fun and important in the morning??? If hes a whole ten feet away, then who knows what adventures he might miss out on in the thirty seconds it takes him to cross the hallway? Travesty! 

 Yeah, he usually ended up back in his own room. 

unpopular opinion

I really don't want Cassie to put him in a relationship. I would much prefer if he had his healing without getting into a romantic situation. Personally, I like to believe he was the token single family member for several decades, then met a guy once he was like, 40, then went and lived on a beach somewhere. Living his best life. 

song i associate with them

I've actually got a playlist on him ___ . But Icarus by Bastille, and Shampain by Marina and the Diamonds leap to mind. 

favorite picture of them

Could not for the LIFE OF ME find the source, but I’m pretty sure this is by Cassandra Jean. If anyones got the source please, let me know. 

 I know this is James and Matthew arguing, but the lighting? The color? The expressions? Love it. 

favorite thing about them

He's just so pleasantly cynical. He definitely feels like someone you might meet IRL. His sibling role mixing with the “stand in father figure” is very interesting, and its very apparent throughout the books how much he genuinely, dearly, loves his family. His almost deadpan demeanor is straight up hilarious, and the thinly veiled romantic interest in Thomas, that very quickly turns into “lets have sex in this carriage” is a highlight of TLH.

least favorite thing about them

Uh, I don't know, he's a pretty solid character. Not much I don't like about him. 

brOTP

He and Cordelia are sibling super besties. She'd die for him, he'd die for her. Broskis. Besties. Love each other. Sibling goals. 

OTP

Thomastair, naturally. 

nOTP

Well, anyone who isn't Thomas. 

random headcanon

He cant cook for shit. He tried once, and did something simple successfully, which lulled him into a false sense of security. Thomas took him to a suite in London for a sort of honeymoon and Alastair tried to live out his aesthetic dreams by cooking. Pan is on fire. Apartment is on fire. Apartment building is on fire. The poor mundane police who can't really tell what's going on, but something feels super weird? On fire. Thomas decides he will do any future cooking. 

unpopular opinion

Alastair was in the wrong in Nothing But Shadows, and Matthew wasn't in the wrong for not wanting to like him. I see a lot of people on tumblr talk about how it's ridiculous that Matthew is mad at Alastair years later, because it's like “being mad at someone for a jab in highschool”. But the thing is it really isn't. This was Edwardian england. Theres few things more offensive than directly insulting your close family. On top of that, the shadhowhunter gossip chain (which, at that moment, involved Alastair.) was spitting directly on everything both Henry and Charlotte had ever done, and boy all boy did they do a lot. I genuinely have trouble thinking of anything Alastair could say that is worse than this.

 Obviously,  I love Alastair as much as everyone else. His behavior during his time at the shadowhunter academy is nothing more than a traumatized adolescent trying to make sense of the world. 

However, that doesn't mean he wasn't super out of line. Personally if I was Matthew, Alastair would have to grovel for my forgiveness, and even then I wouldn't be interested in forging a very close relationship.

song i associate with them

Actually got a playlist almost done for him, but “Gossip” by manskin nails his cynical, early tlh vibe and Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls is a Thomastair song from Alastairs POV fr. 

favorite picture of them

(Closest to original post I can find, the blog that first posted this doesnt seem to exist anymore https://theredcarstairs.tumblr.com/post/612828735833505792/tea-time .) Technically this is both Alastair and Cordelia, but nonetheless, its one of my favs. This or that one where Thomas and Alastair are staring at each other with nothing short of adoration. 

#also that one pic of matthew driving cordelia off into nowhere is amusinly painfully charming #matty bb you are so much more like your father than you think #ask #thanks for the ask #boy these take me a long time to asnwer #off topic #tsc #tlh #alastair carstairs #matthew fairchild #thomastair

[gigglz]

Sneaky

Ler!Hobie

Lee!Miles

(Strictly PLATONIC!! This is a tickle fic.)

Quick, short fic. I LOVE THEM AAAAH

Miles was told he had to train his stealth a bit, kindly saying he wasn't good at it… at all.

His goal according to Peter B. Parker was to successfully scare at least 5 people. Gwen, Pavitr, Peter B. Parker himself, which would be harder considering he was the one giving him the task, Hobie and Jessica. Miles had already scared 3. Gwen, Pavitr, and Jessica. Even for only 3 people it took around 7 tries, since they were all spiderpeople.

He thought for a second. “Hmm. Maybe i should go for Peter next, but then again that would take the longest. I should probably go for the one that doesn’t know what im doing. Hobie. Yeah! Easy enough.”

He spent a good half an hour trying to find him. Turns out he was in some sort of lab… stealing? Of course.

He crawled on the ceiling, invisible of course. Being extra careful to not make a sound.

Hobie was looking around the lab for random parts he could easily fit in his pockets, humming some tune.

Miles was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

“How long ya gonna wait for?” Hobie suddenly spoke, startling Miles.

Miles wasn’t sure he was talking to him, so he stayed quiet.

“Aye, Miles. Im talking to ya.” Hobie chuckled and looked up, straight at Miles.

“Aw, man…” Miles let out a sigh and jumped down. “How did you know i was there?”

Hobie looked at him. “I knew the moment you arrived, you’re not very good at being sneaky ya know.”

Miles let out a groan. “Yeah…“

“Aye cheer up, bruv. No need to be down in the dumps about it.” Hobie smiled.

Miles looked at him confused “what?”

“Anyways what’re ya trying to do?” Hobie asked while putting something in his pocket again.

“Oh its just- wait, no. Im not gonna tell you.” Miles almost slipped up, it would be so much harder to do if Hobie knew.

“Awe c’mon tell me.” Hobie tapped his shoulder with his fist playfully. “Is it top secret?” He joked.

“Yes, yes it is!” Miles exclaimed.

“Well now i want to know even more, c’mon Miles, were mates! You can tell me.” Hobie leaned against a table, now very eager to know.

“No, no. Not telling you, sorry!” Miles turned to walk away, cause he knew he was eventually gonna tell him if he stayed.

“So ya wanna play like that, do ya? Alright.” Hobie shrugged getting up from the table, you could hear the smirk in his voice.

“What does that mean?” Miles stopped, suddenly feeling nervous.

“Oh nothin’… unless you wanna tell me?” Hobie grinned.

“Wha- no. No way, forget it!” Miles waved his hands at him.

“Alright, alright. Go then. Didn’t wanna know anyway.” Hobie turned away, walking back to the table.

Miles sighed, “thank god.” He started walking to the door, he was gonna try again a bit later.

But before he could leave Hobie spoke up, somehow right behind him. “This is how ya sneak up on people.”

Suddenly Miles felt two hands on his sides. “waitwaitWAIT HOBIE- ACK!” Hobie started wiggling his fingers into the younger boys sides.

“Ya wanna tell me now?” Hobie laughed mischievously.

“nohoho AHAH HOBIEHEHE!” Miles yelped as Hobie switched to tickling his ribs. His legs buckled and he fell to the floor, Hobie catching him.

“Woah, mate. Ticklish much?” Hobie put him on the floor, and switched to his sides again to prevent Miles from getting used to the feeling. “Y’know I can keep this up for as long as i need.” Hobie teased.

“Ehehehe Hobihie nahahAHAH” Miles squirmed, weakly trying to fight him back. “STAHAHAP NAHAHAAA”

“So ya wanna tell me yet? Or do i need to keep going?” Hobie chuckled with miles.

“ihim nohohot telling yohoHOU NOHOO” Miles threw his head back and kicked his feet.

“Well if you insist, I’m having fun so i dont plan on stopping any time soon. Hey, yer hips ticklish?” Hobie didnt wait for an asnwer and went for his hips.

Miles SCREAMED. “NAHAA OHO MAHAHAI GAHAHAD HOBIHIE NOHOOH AGHAHA” Miles bucked and shook his head frantically. Trying to pry Hobies hands off of his hips.

“I guess they are, dont try to fight me, only way ill stop is if you tell me!” He pressed his hands into Miles’ hips a little stronger, laughing with him.

“OHOKAY OKAHAHAY JUST STOHOHAHAHA-“ Miles could barely speak, it tickled so bad.

As promised Hobie stopped as soon as Miles told him to. “Alright, spill it. Unless you want to go for round 2? I wouldn’t mind.” He smirked.

“im good, ihim gohohood.” Miles was still giggling.

“So?” Hobie looked at him intrigued.

“Ihits just some stupid task Peter gave me, apparently im not stealthy enough. So i have to scare 5 people, you were one of them.” Miles held his sides, trying to get rid of the ghost tickles.

“Ohoh! So thats what it is! I have to agree with Parker here.” He chuckled.

Miles groaned, he knew Hobie was right.

“Better luck next time, bruv! Just watch your back. Maybe ill be the one sneaking up on you, aye?” He teased Miles as he helped him up to his feet.

Miles chuckled, a little embarrassed.

“Alright, alright. I will.” Miles said as he wiped his shoulder to get a little dust off of it.

“I suggest catching them in an environment where its not so silent, like here.” Hobie pointed around the lab.

“Ah, yeah. You're right.” Miles chuckled.

“Alright go, get Peter first, then come back to me. Always stay alert.” Hobie wiggled his fingers at Miles, chuckling.

Miles cringed a little, shook his head and turned to leave, yeah, no he definitely was gonna go for Peter next.

#tickles #tickle #sfw tickles #tickle community #tword #across the spiderverse tickle #atsv tickle #atsv tickle fic #ler!hobie #lee!miles #ler!hobiebrown #Lee!milesmorales

[vic-kingsleigh]

°•°LTS #07: The Big Bad Wolf

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: “He’s not jealous, and he doesn’t like him”

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Dom!Jungkook x Sub!Jimin

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Jealousy, costume, lots of feelings, this is probably an unhealthy way of relating to other people so there's that.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This was supposed to be a Halloween special but I’m a procrastinator, sue me.

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You liked Halloween, it's really nice to remember when you were just a kid that would go trick or treating, nothing else troubled you apart from who had the coolest costume. Speaking with Jk you two decided to have a nice marathon of scary movies.

Other years both of you would always be invited to halloween parties, but apparently this time most of your friends were doing different things... Time goes by so quick. Inviting Jimin was a given, since he was pretty constantly just at home and didn't mention anything about going out anywhere you just assumed he had nothing planned.

You were getting the living room ready with blankets, plates and glasses, anything you thought could be required for the movie night, your boyfriend had been in charge of going to the store and pickcing up snacks for the three of you as well as the candy for the trick or treating in case any kid showed up.

A sudden noise of the door opening startled you, it was precisely him. "Hey, did you find those cool gummies shaped like body parts?"

Every word was pronounced more and more silently , he looked mad, really mad, jaw clenched and mannerisms being a little bit too harsh

"Yeah, I did, and also everything else on the list.  I'm going to take a shower" He didn't wait for your asnwer before making his way to the room. What on earth could've happened?

[...]

"You are lying to me, you're lying!" Jimin squealed in excitement, his bestfriend shook his head immediately with a smile "Nope, we're going to the party, I moved every single thing I had to do so we could go there together, like we used to"

Taehyung travels frequently for work, it's no surprise that he hasn't seen Jimin in almost a year, and despite staying in touch through social media it wasn't quite the same as being together and going out.

Jimin hugs him and jumps on his place "I have to go get ready like right now! Have to get my makeup done and decide what I'm going to wear and fix my hair and take a shower!" They both laughed "I figured, I'll do the same. Can I pick you up at... 8?" After agreeing they both part ways.

[...]

He can't fucking believe the audacity. He went out of his way to get that stupidly specific candy Jimin liked and ran to still make it to his school on time, for what? To find him hugging and giggling with some equally stupid boy. Yeah sure, he was tall and slim and attractive and had nice hair and a cute smile that made Jungkook sick to his stomach with just remembering, but what made him special?

"He could be someone from uni" he thought at first, but that was quickly discarded upon recalling Jimin's words about his classmates being shallow and really competitive, enemies almost. 

He had never mentioned any friends, only ever casually receiving calls to work on group projects. Then who was this guy? Jimin looked so happy to see him, no boundaries between them at all. He had to be someone he knew from a long time ago. The situation made him angry, at least enough so that he wouldn't admit that everything derived from one emotion: Jealousy. 

He could not be jealous, he was just trying to protect Jimin. He's naive and inexperienced and too sweet for his own good, someone could easily hurt him or take advantage of him, he was just trying to stop that from happening... Yeah.

He comes out of the shower with his mind not being any clearer, but he can't hide in there forever so he tries to calm down and meets you in the living room, he's sure some cuddles and kisses will help him feel much better and relax after-

He's there. That stupid guy from earlier that was hugging Jimin, he's there in the couch with you. Joking, and smiling, and sitting in his spot particularly. 

"Love you took so long! This is Taehyung, he's Jimin's friend" You say happily,  he stands up and formally greets JK "It's a pleasure to meet you"

The elder in the room looks pretty stiff, so you just carry on speaking with Taehyung about everything, where he met Jimin, what he does for work. 

Jungkook thinks he looks stupid, why the fuck would a fully grown man be wearing dog ears and makeup? He's not a kid anymore, there is literally no fucking reason for that costume. 

He understands soon enough what's happening when Jimin finally comes out of his room... Looking like eye candy. He's wearing a beautiful costume, a very adult version of what you recognize to be the little red riding hood. There's so many details, the make up is so well done and he looks a new level of stunning, needless to say he's wearing a skirt, you didn't think he'll have the courage for that in public but here we are.

"Don't stay up waiting for me, I'm trick or treating the hell out of tonight" He said with a mischevious smile "I think I'll have to do a whole lot of tricks tonight, couldn't let anyone eat you" Taehyung joked, Jungkook had to hold back a groan "Stop~ you ready to go?" And once they're both ready they say some goodbyes and leave the apartment.

You call Jungkook to the couch, hugging and covering him with the blanket, ready to watch the first movie of the night, you take a bowl of chips and start eating when the movie starts playing, it's all comfy

Jungkook believes he's finally found some peace after what he's been through today, and things are quiet and cozy for a good 40 minutes. Movies like this don't scare him usually, he's just basking in your warmth, that is until you get a call from your sister.

She has an emergency at work and can't take your little niece trick or treating, so for the sake of not breaking her heart you take upon the challenge, including staying the night to babysit the little one. Your lovely Kookie doesn't seem to have anything against it, so you get ready and leave the house in a rush.

As soon as the door closes behind you Jungkook lets out a frustrated scream in the pillow he's now hugging instead of you, this day couldn't be any fucking worse; at this point there's nothing else he can do, so he just sits there to watch the movie itinerary you picked together, no matter what he chooses from the table, every candy tastes sour now that his halloween has been completely ruined and he can't say or do anything about it.

He doesn't feel like laying in the empty bed and feeling cold and lonely, so after not so much deliberation he decides that pulling an all nighter is the only responsible thing to do, he has the tv for himself, whatever.

[...]

An unknown amount of time goes by and he finds himself surprised by a sound coming from the door, he was just in the living room, he sneaks a glance to the clock on the kitchen which states it's now 3am.

The door opens and Jimin comes in, not noticing the presence in the living room.

Jungkook looks at him. The younger walks properly, being far too careful of making noise and that shows he's not drunk. His clothes look almost the same as they did when he left, but not much can be observed with the darkness that's spread around the whole house.

The raven haired man gets up from the couch and walks decidedly towards the boy in the hallway. It's so sudden, all Jimin can feel it's how he's pressed to the wall and someone's holding his wrists behing his back.

He's surprised but doesn't resist, this was something that had been talked about before and he had no problem with it happening as part of their shenanigans. He feels happy, still pumped with adrenaline from the party he was in, so he smiles. "Oh no, the big bad wolf caught me, whatever shall I do?"

Jungkook's blood boils, he knows perfectly who was complimenting the costume as the wolf, and he doesn't take time to understand that the younger one meant it as a little joke coming from the outfit he's wearing.

"Wrong guess..." He growls, with the tip of his nose rubbing the back of Mimi's neck. 

The latter goes stiff, goosebumps make him tremble and now he really feels like a prey that got caught. He thought you were the one that intercepted him on his way to his room. But knowing it was Kook... It's electric, such a rare ocurrence.

"Hy-Hyung I'm so sorry I was just, I thought that y/n-" He's interrupted by a sharp bite on his neck that makes him gasp.

"You're so disrespectful, you really need someone to put you in your place" He picks him up and takes him to the master bedroom, laying him on the bed.

"W-Where's mistress?" Jungkook crawls slowly on top of him, looking intimidating as ever. "Out, babysitting" And that's when everything clicks for the younger. He knows your boyfriend can become particularly moody when deprived of your company for long periods of time, he can ony imagine what he must've felt getting to spend halloween all by himself, he feels guilty and sad because he is supposed to be there to balance things out, and instead he left for a party.

"I'm so sorry that I wasn't here, if I knew you were by yourself I would've came back immediately" He says, Kook ignores it. "You know what I'm about to try. You either go to your room, or stay here" Mimi shakes his head and raises a hand to caress the elders cheek "I'm not leaving master, please, let me make it up to you"

That's all the confirmation Jungkook needs, he starts kissing Jimin as if he was starving for his attention, and that was the case. The younger is perfectly complaint, he's a very diligent worker and... He would be lying if he said he didn't feel something for the man in front of him.

It's absolutely intoxicating, it's like breaking every single moral rule he's ever known to lay his hands on the most delicious sin that's ever existed. Jungkook has your permission, and Jimin's consent, so why does it feel like he's venturing into forbidden territory is beyond him.

Touching the younger makes him feel alive. Every part he lays his hands on is different, but still delectable. Jimin is moaning and gasping and barely touching him back and Kook believes this is the version of paradise anyone would kill for. 

He doesn't know how but by the time he pays attention again they're both naked and there's a condom in his hand. Something in his mind makes him freeze into place temporarily to think. But he has permission... And the luscious sight in front of him makes every nerve of his body burn and ache in anticipation. And so he just submits to his desires. 

The moment he enters Jimin completely his body melts with pleasure, he groans and can't help but collapse on top of the younger who doesn't help his state by swiftly grinding at the same time he kisses his neck. 

For the older it feels like an eternity, like his entire world is what's happening between them right now and nothing else will ever be important as this is. It's easy to feel the inevitable orgasm that's about to overwhelm his body, and so he attacks Jimin's weak spots.

It's like living again all those nights when your hands were on the younger,  how Jungkook wished he was the one making him squirm and convulse in pleasure. He learnt each of those things involuntarily becuase even when he tried to forget those memories creeped up on him, during his dreams and waking moments they haunted him until he granted them permission to taunt him.

Here, this is it. If this is the way in which he can indulge in the greatest temptation he's ever felt, he'll take it. If this is the path to not have to say he doesn't love you when he clearly does, if this is the way to get what he craves without ever hurting you or having to give up the person he loves the most for the one he has desired with a newly found intensity... If this is how things have to work, then so be it.

 Let him be a traitor, not to you, his beloved, nor to him, his muse. Only to himself, for today will be the first day of an inevitable curse he can no longer run away from. You stole his heart without permission, whereas Jimin is everywhere in his mind, always the center of his most deep and personal fantasies. He doesn't love him the same way he does with you, but he's completely aware he has been seduced, and is hopelessly blinded by his uttermost desires, and if he has to live like this to not loose both of the things he values more, he'll make the sacrifice without any doubt.

And he moans in bliss when he gets to see all of Jimins reactions to every dirty little secret he stealed from afar, soon enough they're holding each other during the intimacy of a shared orgasm that feels like the world crumbles around them from the sheer intensity of it. 

But Jungkook makes a mistake. He contemplates the younger in his most vulnerable state, he takes in the beautiful sight that makes the first crack in his heart. 

  The morning comes and Jungkook opens his eyes. He feels really comfortable and there's a happy feeling on his chest. He looks aroung the room for a few seconds and then lowers his gaze. 

There he is. He looks like a perfectly innocent little angel, all curled up around the elder's body and surrounding him with a warm hug. Jungkook's heart races and his cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink, he can barely function with the amount of confusing feelings he has right now.

#dom jungkook #sub!jimin #sub!idol #learningtoshare #kookmin

[tsukikoayanosuke]

I read your one article about Mallyuu. I agree with you for the most part, since I don't think their dynamic is nearly as strong as the game makes it out to be. But, I disagree about your point saying that Malleus would turn down Yuu based on the fact that they're a human. If anything, it strengths that possibility.

From a strictly folklore prospective, fae often kidnap mortals. They do this for a wide variety of reasons including get servants, midwifes, human sacrifices (yes, really) and pets. (It also makes Malleus look like a dumbass for being surprised that humans age, since he should've seen kidnapped human servants in his court age and even Sebek's father. But I digress.) In the case of Malleus, sometimes they kidnap anyone with a uterus to their courts to be their partners and to have many babies with them in order to further their family lines. There was even a type of Irish fae that was tasked to do pretty much just that--kidnap mortals to be the wives or husbands of the fae monarch, making them able to have babies with them.

While I know that the TWST fae aren't the same as the ones in folklore, I think some of that would stay consistent like the court being happy for Malleus to get a mortal partner since he can now produce an heir (depending on whether or not they have a uterus). Either way, it's great yandere material.

Thanks for your opinion. And this is an interesting look of fae folks that I myself not familiar with because I'm from outside Europe and generally has neutral opinion on mythical things.

I do want to point out something, at least two things.

About the royalty marriage. You said it yourself that fae would kidnapped mortal husbands and wives to produce heirs.

But put an underline on produce heir. Now, remember that TWST's MC is gender neutral and, taking a page from what you said, might not have a uterus. Malleus clearly has a penis. I know some fans predict he has two gigantic penises, but that's not the problem. The biggest problem is, if MC doesn't have an uterus, how would it benefit Malleus or the court? It's one thing if the MC is a female OC or self-insert, but canonically we don't know if the MC has a dick or a pussy. With Malleus being the crown prince, the legacy of his family is important. I imagine the court doesn't want to waste their long time to marry the prince who won't get a heir.

But one point, and it is a point I always wanted to express myself is the last part: "It's a great yandere material."

Oh boy, we have a storm. You've open the pot, anon.

I'll be blunt: I don't really like yandere. I mostly have mixed feelings about it. I don't like possessive people. I don't like people who would kill their rival. I don't like people who locked their love ones to "protect" them. I know I joked around that my main OC has yandere tendencies, but I played that as a bad thing. My biggest worry is what if people sees yandere/possessiveness as a romantic thing, the same way they see toxic/abusive pairings as true love. Not to mention the often misrepresentation of yandere. Some might straight see yandere as murderer because the whole "I'll kill everyone to keep my love one for myself", even though it's more to that. It's about the dread of knowing that there's someone who keep watching you, not about the killing. Let me say this: murder is not cute. Yandere is not a cute quirk.

Now a big question that I myself can't asnwer: If, for example, we see a yandere character who locked their partner, drugged or put a spell on them, and not letting them go outside for their "protection". Is this a romantization of abusive relationship?

Now, as I said, this is fiction. You can like yandere but doesn't support abusive relationship obviously. However, we can't deny the fact that some people might see this as a real romantic thing. Like what happened around teens after 13 Reasons Why.

And now the major demographic of TWST is teens and young adults. If, for example, Malleus does ended up locking MC up, how will they see it? Will they see it as romantic or toxic? It also depends on how the game will portray it.

Now, this is not the first time Disney ever do this, see The Hunchback of Notre Dame and Tangled. However, it's between an adult and their child so there's nothing romantic about it, heck nothing familial about it. Those are straight up child abuse. Malleus, despite his olden age, can be categorized as a teen in some eyes (like how I see him as). If Malleus does the same things as Frollo and Gothel toward the MC, do you see this as teen romance or abuse toward the same age?

Here's the thing. I don't really mind if Malleus ended up locking MC is it portrays as a bad/toxic thing. I wouldn't see anything romantic about it. But if there's a slight hint of romance, that's where I draw the line. If MC actually get scared of Malleus because of this, I can see Malleus as a success. But if not, then this is not for me.

But that's my two cents. This is not me saying that all yandere is bad and we should just stop making yandere. Fan contents for yandere are honestly great, even I enjoy them. But when it comes to canon material, I really hope they don't go down the yandere route.

#the captain's rambling #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #malleyuu #malleus draconia

[harryshousesworld]

𝐼𝑇𝑆 𝑌𝑂𝑈 – ZAYN MALIK ONE SHOT

ZAYN MALIK + FEMALE CHARACTER

 

Olivia just a normal girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes who wanted to life her life as long as she could ,she was a huge fan of one direction and all of the members but the band disbanded afther five years at least she got the luck to go to theyre concert when she was a kid,but she still love theyre solo careers she still has her first 1D pillow and still love them all equally.

While on zayn’s side he was getting ready to go on tour,yes he left the band first but he still got all the memories he made, all his concert he played with the boys, all the fun they had when they were younger ,all the good things in life but afther he left he started dating gigi hadid the famous model they had a kid but gigi’s mother wouldnt let zayn saw his daugther because they created fake acusations about him so he left gigi’s house and go to his own house and he was alone all the time sometimes he checked his coments on his post and saw someone named olivia he remembered her he knew she was a fan of one direction because she used to go to theyre concerts all the time and at the end of the concert they ended up finding something in commun and decided to keep in contact but since zayn left 1D and the family problems he havent talk to any friends from his past , so since he trusted her he decided to texted her he holded his phone with his tan and beautiful finger and texted olivia .

“ your olivia rigth?” olivia was walking trougth tiktok and then she saw a message poping off her phone she opened instagram and saw it was zayn she tougth for a moment” could really be him, how does he still remember me its been ages”she asks to herself and smiles looking to her phone and texts zayn back “hey its me!” she asnwers happily and waits for zayn’s text zayn saw that she asnwer back and he smiled but since he wanted to make sure it was her he decided to ask if it was really her “are you that tiny little girl with barbie’s glasses girl?” olivia saw  and asnwered back “yup thats me.” She said taking a sip of her Camomille tea , zayn looked trougth the message and said “i missed you so much, im sorry i didnt talk to you in a while..i was going trougth some hard time” she looked worried at his message and said “its okay dont worry, you have your life!” zayn looked relived and said “maybe we could hangout some time?” olivia smiled back again and said “of course!” zayn smiled and texted her saying “ maybe at a cofee shop” olivia answered back saying “of course!” then zayn had to sleep because he had work the next day “look , i gotta go to sleep tomorrow is a big day , i got work to do but before i go i’ll text you” she looks at his messages and texts him back “sure! But take care of yourself zayn” zayn just read the message and turned his phone off and go to bed while olivia was holding her phone next to her chest while thinking about what just happened then she decided to get up get some pijamas take a shower and go to bed , she putted her phone charging and before go to sleep she pinned her hair up so her hair wont fall on her face while she sleeps , afther that she lays on bed and covers herself and falls asleep.

[drinkcoffeewithmeandakihayakawa]

I've seen a lot of people posting about confessing to their crush and whatnot,

Well, as far as I know though sometimes we felt scared of rejection but honestly, as experienced this, it is the feeling we can't really ditch in life. Not everybody feel the same way, which is really hurt and painful at some point. I think rejection might be the most I'm scared of and I don't wanna come acrossed with but things just happened the way it was.

I had a crush in freshman year in high school, he's the new kid of the class, very quiet and he does like minding his own business. I found him very attractive at that time, I admired him from a far for a little time because somewhat my classmate betrayed me and spread this secret I entrusted to her because she swore to me she won't tell a soul but after a day, I came to the school and everyone from the class knew it, even the teacher found out about it. Not long, when the teacher was arranging our sit plan, she asked me to stand up and, oh boy, does the boy I liked. Story short, she asked me if what she heard is real and true, I mean I'm cornered I have no reasons to deny that thing, so I asnwered, yes.

I was not confident nor I know what I'm saying that time but when I've heard the guy that, it was okay for him that I have crush on him and that's cool for him no biggie, I was quite relieved. I mean I was 13 years old back then, things like love doesn't really matter most to me. So yeah, timeskip, we became friends. And I thought my feelings for him was all gone and done, that's when my classmates start teasing us and telling us what's the real deal. Well, the answer is clear I got friendzoned lmao, and they keep on pressing us that there's more than that. I wish it was but hell knew. In times, our friendship really blossoms and so my feelings.

I knew that time where I was standing, in terms of our relationship. I knew I will never passed beyond that but you cannot simply stop loving someone, aren't you? So yeah, I keep hiding and hiding the feelings I have for him. I was already rejected but my heart kept falling and falling. I loved him. I do. 3 years that I have spent with him were easy fun and hard at the same time. I feel like I was a prisoner of my own feelings, the feelings I kept burying.

A year passed, and this feeling continously hurt me. He became the center of everything. He taught me everything he knew. He encourages me to do things I thought I couldn't do and what worse was he made me feel like I was special, where that's a joke on me. I was wide aware that this feeling would never return at the same amount. That this feeling would be better off dead a long time ago but there's this in my head that keeps on holding and holding to that. Grasping every thing that can be reached and so I was bleeding. I was bleeding for falling in love with a guy that will never see me more than a friend. So yeah, I watch the man I loved to fall for someone. I watch it happened in front of me, where the sadness and brokeness were visible but I kept on hiding it. I just watch my whole life fall apart because of a guy I will never have.

I mean, the feeling of confessing to someone is a big relief because you don't need to hide things or keep it yourself. I was happy that at least at some point I manage to tell him what I really feel when we became closer. Rejection is the end of everything, maybe they will return it to you. And maybe they cannot. There will always be so much possibilities and someimes you gotta take the risk to see the outcome. You can sulk about it when you get rejected because after all we are just human. And pain and hurting is something that we feel, so I think it is necessary for us to at least feel it.

And also, although I've never had a happy ending but it's funny that when I share this with my friends, I felt like stupid a some point, you know. It's like, why would you be so broken and in pain, when in you don't or never be in a relationship right? I mean, it was such a moronic way to be heartbroken but I was certain of my feelings toward that guy, I knew that it just wasn't an infatuation I have feeling. That would be easy, if it was.

But I think, that unrequited love was almost made me ruin. And I think it wasn't just a stupid experience for me. I was the one who's hurting and I was the one who's experiencing that. So my feelings are also important whether we never became lover or romance. I think I was hurt the same as anyone who was in a relationship and it didn't work. So yeah, not really interesting. Happened 5 or 6 years ago, and I am doing great and fine lmao

[thewriterthatghostedyou]

Shadows and Scars

Chapter 20

Ok it was way to hard to find a good Alina gif lol they took foreverrrrr to load. Sorry for the wait, but things are definitely starting to pick up. Since I have not planned this fic out ahead of time, the story comes along as I write it, but I already know how it will end so hopefully (school willing), I can finish the series and post more. The chapters should grow longer and more exciting as we get farther in, but for now I need to lay the framework for the fun stuff. Also, I am following the timeline of the show. Enjoy!!!

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Aleksander was still in his war room when you returned to his quarters.

“Where were you?” He asked, not taking his eyes off of his table of troop movements.

“I went for a walk.” You asnwered curtly. “Wanted some air.”

He scoffed at that before taking a drink from a nearby glass. “I’m sure.”

“Is there anything you need moi sovreingyi?” You sassed back at him. “Or am I allowed to go to sleep?”

He finally turned to look at you and you met his cold stare. “I told you to call me Aleksander.” He rasped out.

“Forgive me Aleksander, but it’s hard to keep track of what you want.” You tilted your head at him and leaned on your cane.

“You’re upset.” He said coolly leaning on the table. How observant. “Understandable, but still irritating.” He furrowed his brows in thought. You watched as he ran his hand over his face and sighed.

“Just go to bed, I can’t deal with you tonight.” He waved you off dismissively.

You wanted to press on and see exactly what had riled him up so much, but antagonizing Aleksander wasn’t how you wanted to spend your night. Saints know you didn’t want to give him another reason to force himself upon you.

“Fine.” You shrugged disinterestedly before shaking your head.

He said nothing as you stomped away and closed the door quickly. At least you’d actually get some sleep tonight.

You slowly walked over to your wardrobe, Aleksander had all of your belongings brought over and placed in one of his. He certainly seemed to have planned out your impromptu move very quickly.

You rummaged around the drawers looking for your nightdress when you heard muffled voices through the door.

You slowly unbuttoned your kefta and moved towards the door, leaving your cane by the dresser.

There were two voices, one Aleksander’s, and the other, a soft feminine voice. Alina. You felt your shoulders deflate as you couldn’t make out what they were saying and pulled off your shirt while walking back to where you had been before.

The conversation the two of them were having had made you remember the night Aleksander had asked you to his room. It had seemed so long ago, but it was only three days since he had shown his true colors.

Your mind wandered back to Mariya and her calming demeanor before your mind drifted to Vera and Andrei. They hadn’t heard from you in three days, and if what Aleksander had said was true, then you wondered how much longer Andrei had at the Little Palace, and how Vera would do without him. After your shift with Aleksander, you would immediately go to find them and try to explain your absence.

Most of Aleksander’s guards didn’t have to take shifts watching him, but from what Baghra had said, you knew that he wanted to keep you close.

When you had finished changing, you flinched as a sudden light burst from under the creak of the door.

You felt a strange prideful sensation bubble inside of your gut, and paled as you felt one of the few emotions that Aleksander possessed.

You said nothing, and froze as if your stillness would shake off the sensation, but the feelings of pride bloomed into something else. You knew exactly what it was from the short time you had with Ruslan. Longing.

Your heart twisted at the thought of the boy who had nursed you back to health after you escaped the fold, who had volunteered to go in your place one time before your superiors had shot the idea down, the first boy you had ever loved.

What had become of him? You knew Anya was dead, at least according to Aleksander, but he had not mentioned Ruslan.

He obviously knew that he existed, and that you were close, but somehow you knew deep inside that he must have done something to stop him from visiting the Little Palace.

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Ruslan’s POV

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The sturdy second army boots crunched the gravel underneath them as Ruslan and Kaz Brekker entered the Little Palace with no resistance. He wasn’t stupid, Ruslan knew that the only reason Brekker hadn’t killed him by now was because of the bright red and silver kefta on his back and the easy access to the Little Palace. And the extra coin to pull off two jobs at the same time was too good of an opportunity to pass.

He slowly twisted his fingers to calm his beating heart. The rapid panicked beats it was giving would not help him blend in when he inevitably came face to face with another corporalki.

“Through this door.” Ruslan nodded his head into a side entrance to the Little Palace before ducking inside.

He didn’t have to turn around to know that Brekker had followed and was already trying to memorize the details of the fortress that the map and Ruslan couldn’t provide.

“Certainly a lot more security than I remembered.” Ruslan grumbled slowly after the pair had marched past a group of guards who were eyeing the circus performers intently. He tried not to pay attention to his accomplices.

“All accounted for.” Kaz replied briskly. Not one for idle conversation. Noted.

“Listen, I know that the Sun summoner is your first priority.” Ruslan whispered as he slowed his pace. “But if you hold up your end of the deal I can guarantee that the Darkling will be distracted long enough for you to make the grab.”

“And what exactly is stopping me from killing you here and causing a distraction that way?” Kaz walked ahead of him and Ruslan had to use large strides to keep up. The criminal was much quicker than he had expected for his limp, but all things considered, that would help both parties.

“He’s only seen me once.” Ruslan hissed. “But he knows exactly who I am, I’ve changed since then and when I have an opportunity to save Y/n, you’d better believe that I’d keep him distracted as long as possible.”

Kaz rolled his eyes at the sentiment. “And when you get captured and killed?”

“I never said-“

“We both know distracting the Darkling is a death sentence.” Kaz interrupted as the two neared the hidden dressing room in the wall. “What I don’t know is why you’d get yourself killed for some… girl.” He grimaced at that. Ruslan smiled as he thought back to the fleeting glances he had seen the rouge throw at the Suli girl armed to the teeth with knives.

“I know you probably don’t feel love Mr. Brekker, but Y/n isn’t just the woman I love. She just might be the key to saving us all.” His eyes clouded over as he felt the letter from Baghra seem to burn a hole in his side pocket.

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[ssamie]

ten. “greatest desire”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide, guns & cementaries

masterlist.      suicide freak!

"uh hi.. i know we don't really know each other that much.." atsushi started off. the boy had a nervous smile on his face as he stiffly waves at kenma, with tanizaki and naomi by his side 

"but have you seen y/n-san?" atsushi asked 

"y/n? why, what happened to her?" kenma asked worriedly 

atsushi, tanizaki and naomi were stood in front of nekoma's gym, trying to look for the girl, as per the president's wishes. "its been about a day since you guys went out to the arcade, right?" tanizaki chimed in "has she shown herself to you, or atleast texted any of you?" 

kenma frowned as he shook his head no. he looked back at the team who were trying to act like they weren't eavesdropping. 

"no.. i just assumed she was busy with work" kenma muttered 

"hmm, i tried to ask ranpo-san but he's too busy" naomi chimed in as she hugged tanizaki's arm to her chest 

"oya oya, sorry to barge in on the conversation-" kuroo interjected. the captain had a sly grin on his face as he walked towards the group. "but we just so happen to overhear something about our manager going missing?" kuroo mused 

"yes, sorry if we're intruding" atsushi bowed 

"but y/n-san went missing again, and the president ordered us to find her in under four hours" tanizaki sighed 

"or else we get our asses handed to us" atsushi shuddered 

kuroo and kenma gave each other a look and nodded along. "we'll try to look for her later" kuroo said "we'll let you guys know" 

"thank you so much!" atsushi exclaimed with a smile "would you mind calling the agency if you find her?" he said as he handed them a piece of paper with the agency's number 

"its really hard tracking her down" tanizaki says with a chuckle "when she chooses to disappear, it's like she never existed in the first place" 

"anyways, we'll be on our way" atsushi excused "we've troubled you long enough" 

"its no problem.." kenma muttered 

naomi waved them goodbye as they walked away. the duo waving back meekly as they watch their retreating figures disappear. 

"hey, you okay?" kuroo nudged his friend kenma nodded and looked down at his shoes "yeah.." 

"i think i'll go look for her now" kenma muttered "eh? kenma, we could just go later" kuroo said with a raised brow 

"im going. bye" kenma muttered, completely disregarding kuroo as he went straight out the door 

"where's he going?" yaku asked as he peeked his head out the gym doors "he's gonna look for y/n" kuroo answered 

"damn. what a simp" yamamoto sneered 

"wow. that's rich coming from you." 

"i swear to god.." kenma grumbled "if she ends up getting found in a ditch and i wasted all that time running around for nothing.." he scoffed 

he's been running around the streets of tokyo, passing through every street and alleyway to try and look for the girl. so far he hasn't seen a single trace of her, not even a single person who has managed to pass by her. 

"y/n.." kenma huffed out. he was currently by a riverbank, leaning against the metal railings of the bridge while he tried to catch his breath. 

"you called?" 

kenma jumped at the sudden emission of her oh-so-familiar voice, and turned around to face her "what the- y/n?! where did you come from?!" kenma shrieked out 

"also, where have you been?! atsushi-kun and a bunch of people from your job came to the school today looking for you" he said 

y/n chuckled and strode over to his side, jumping over the rails and sitting on the flat surface of the bars. "if i told you that the port mafia took me hostage and threatened to execute me, would you believe it?" she mused 

"no." 

"then i won't bother to say" she shrugged 

kenma eyed her warily. her port mafia story could actually be believable, now that he thought about it. given as, her bandages were loosened and torn, almost as if they broke off with too much movement. and along with the dried blood resting upon her cheeks and hands. 

"are you okay?" kenma asked worriedly 

even if it was believable, it could've been just her trying to kill herself yet again. not that it was any better

"of course" she smiled "though my body is a bit sore.. chuuya really doesn't hold back"

kenma froze and slowly turned his head towards her with a blank and emotionless look on his face. 

"chuuya doesn't what." kenma spat out "did you seriously disappear to hook up with that dog? that-that man child? that eyesore? that-" 

"what are you talking about?" she laughed

kenma huffed and propped his elbow on the cold metal, resting his chin on his hand as he pouted 

"you're really funny, kenma-kun" she mused 

"really? cause im not laughing." kenma grumbled "i ran around the whole city for you, only to find out you ran off with some guy" his honey hued orbs eyed her down, watching her chuckle softly as the golden rays of the sun illuminated the surroundings around her

"y/n.." he mumbled "why did you really disappear?" 

"i already told you" she replied with a sigh "the port mafia is truly a force to reckon with" 

"that's why you gotta stay safe, kenma-kun" she mused "you never know who and when they'll strike next" 

kenma sighed and nodded along. it was old news -- the port mafia, that is -- its been stirring up the whole city for the past few months. 

"ne, kenma-kun" she called out "if we do end up dying alongside each other, i suggest we drown ourselves in this river." she said 

she stared down at the flowing water, the golden colour of the setting sun reflecting off of it. "its clear and pretty, not much people are around.. its quite tranquil." she hummed

"i never really understood this.." kenma muttered "but why are you so intent on dying?" 

"and i never understood you, and so many others." she replied "tell me, kenma.." she turned to face him, her bandaged hands loosely gripping the railings, as her legs and feet dangle off the ledge. 

"do you really think there's any value in the act of living?" 

kenma didn't answer. instead he stared at her, and her clouded eyes, each orb holding an unforgivable amount of sin and deciet that he could only imagine. 

"well.. is there any value in the act of dying?" he asked back 

she blinked dumbfoundedly at him, fairly shocked at his question. 

"isn't there anything else you desire? life is kinda cool too yaknow?" kenma said in a sheepish tone 

she stared at him a few minutes longer before averting her gaze. she chuckled and closed her eyes as the cold wind breezed past. "man fears death, and at the same time, man is drawn to death" she said 

"its a singular event in one's life that no one may reverse" she hummed "and that is my greatest desire." 

kenma didn't know how to reply to that, so he didn't. he simply looked down up at the setting sun, letting silence wash upon them both. 

"hey kenma" she called out. kenma looked at her, curious and wary. "yes?" he asked 

"wanna hang with an old friend with me?" she suggested with a soft smile

"me? won't that be intrusive though? i don't really know them.." kenma muttered nervously

"it's fine. he'd probably be happy i even talk to people my age" she said with a chuckle. she jumped off the railings and landed on the ground with a grin. she stretched her aching arms over her head and patted kenma's back. 

"he's a lot like you" she mused "always saying life is worth living and all.." 

"okay then.." kenma agreed reluctantly "but if i sense that person doesn't like me one bit, im leaving." he groaned out

"im pretty sure that won't happen" she chuckled sheepishly 

"why are we in a cementary?" kenma grumbled 

"is this where you kill us both?" he scoffed playfully "i wouldn't be surprised if you already have a hole dug for us" 

she chuckled and shook her head "no, no" she mused "were just taking a small stroll" she cooed as she looked around the awfully empty surrounding  "ah! there it is" she perked up "it's been so long since i went here that i almost forgot my way around" 

kenma followed her as she skipped away, though he was quite confused, he didn't question her. 

"hurry, kenma" she called out as she watched him struggle to walk faster "i hate you" he grumbled back, which she chose to ignore 

she smiled softly as she stood infront of the oh-so-familiar grave. 

"geez." she mumbled "its been so long since we hung out, odasaku" 

"shame we couldn't meet at the usual place" she chuckled and sat down on the grassy ground. she leaned back on the gravestone, resting her back against it as she waited for kenma to arrive 

"y/n?" on cue, kenma chimed in. he was panting slightly, most likely from running and walking around for so long "what are you doing?" kenma raised a brow at her 

"kozume kenma-kun.." she called out

"yes?" he asnwered

"do you know whose grave this is?" she mused, pointing her thumb to the gravestone she was leaning on 

kenma eyed the name engraved on the stone and shook his head. "no..but it's someone dear to you, right?" 

"what makes you think that?" she hummed out in amusement 

"i've never seen you pay visit to a grave before" kenma muttered. the pudding head hesitantly sat down infront of her, bowing at the grave before settling down on the ground. 

"does it look like im visiting a grave to you?" she asked with curiosity 

"it does.. why?"

she smiled softly and leaned her head back, letting it fall and her eyes to land straight at the cloudy sky "well, i thought of it as hanging out with a friend but.." she trailed off 

"i guess that works too" she sighed out 

kenma frowned as he watched her close her eyes. her smile faltering as a wave of comforting silence washed upon them. "im sorry" kenma muttered "i shouldn't have said anything.." 

"its fine." she chuckled "its been years since he died." she smiled bitterly "i guess it's time someone snaps me out of my daydreams" 

kenma didn't respond. he simply toyed with the grass on the ground and the few flowers littered around. 

"yaknow, kenma" she said with a smile "you're the first person i brought here" 

"me? why?" kenma asked in surprise and confusion 

"because this friend of mine was a good man." she said "he told me to try and look for my reason to live."

"and i think i found it" she whispered as he looked into his eyes 

kenma blinked in shock as he basked in her awfully heartwarming words. 

"my reason to live is to die with you." 

"of course. its gonna be about suicide again." kenma sighed dejectedly.  "but y/n, if you think of me as your reason to live.. then i'll take it upon myself to keep you alive" kenma smiled at her, tucking his blond hair behind his ears as he kept his honey hued orbs trained on hers. 

"kenma.." she teared up 

she blinked repeatedly as she opened her mouth to speak. 

"i.. I DON'T WANT THAT! I WANNA DIE WITH YOU!" she whined loudly "i already had our suicide planned! i even suggested the whole river thing a while ago!" she exclaimed 

kenma deadpanned as he watched her ramble on and on about her ideal double suicide. "i really don't care." kenma groaned out "i don't want you to die." he whined "why do you keep trying to kill yourself" 

"just because, okay?!" 

"just for that, im gonna call your agency and hand you over" kenma sighed as he dialled the agency's number 

"traitor!" she shrieked "kunikida-kun will undoubtedly beat me up" kenma ignored her as he started speaking on the phone. 

"yes, she's with me.." he muttered "is she behaved?" he repeated the question as he sent her a pointed glare 

"no, not really" he scoffed 

"kenma, you're heartless!" she shrieked in horror 

"cmon. let's atleast pay respects to your friend before we leave" kenma said with a sigh "dont worry, kenma-kun! i already thought this through" she grinned. she then pulled out a bottle of sake and a book and placed it on the ground. 

"you brought him alcohol? seriously?" kenma furrowed his brows 

"hey, it's two of his favourite things, okay?" she defended with a laugh 

"do you know how ridiculous i looked while buying these things at the store?" she chuckled "they thought i was a madman or something!" 

"i would've too" kenma answered back 

"you're so mean to me, kenma" she pouted "anyways, we should go." she said as she dusted her pants and unravelled a thin layer of her torn bandages. 

"i can't wait to tell you about this suicide method i learned about." she beamed. she tugged on his arm and pulled him away as she continued to blabber on his ear "apparently this one does the job right away!" she exclaimed 

"can you believe it, kenma?" 

"wow. crazy." he replied dryly 

"yeah, and all we gotta do is shoot ourselves with these guns-" 

"no." 

"oh my, this almost feels like a welcome home party!" she cheered. she gave the detectives a close eyed smile while they simply stared back at her with a look of agitation and worry 

"where the hell were you?!" kunikida exclaimed angrily as he tapped his foot on the ground 

"the port mafia!" she answered back nonchalantly 

they all perked up in surprise from her claim. "huh?! the port mafia?!" 

"hai hai! but don't make a big deal about it!" she chuckled as she waved her hands dismissively 

"you could've died!" kunikida exclaimed  "now, now! i'd like to think of it as akutagawa-kun needing some attention that's all" she joked 

"jesus christ" kunikida sighed as he adjusted his glasses "that boy could kill you and you still won't take him seriously" 

"anyways, why is he here?" he asked as he pointed to kenma, who simply ignored him and avoided their eyes as he played on his phone 

"oh! he's the one who found me, so i thought it'd be right for me to repay him" she smiled brightly as she squeezed kenma to her chest, all while he unbotherdly continued on with his game

"i've thought of so many fun things we could do back in my dorm, hehehe~" she chuckled mischievously as kenma's face paled. she only gripped him tighter when he tried to scurry away. 

"i- i see.." kunikida stuttered out. he looked at them with wide eyes as she started squeezing him tighter while kenma tried to pry her off 

"y/n, you're strangling me!" kenma huffed out "i know!" she grinned 

"we'll leave you two alone then!" kenji said with his usual smile as he ushered the others away 

"they're worse than tanizaki-kun and naomi-san.." atsushi shuddered "that's because she's trying to kill him" tanizaki sweat dropped 

"and herself, as well" yosano sneered "go get your man!" she cheered as she sent y/n a sneaky wink 

"yosano-san! don't encourage her!"

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GH | 35. Dance Break

GH 34  GH 36

It has been a weekI was staying with Rudy in his apartment and, so far, it has been great. Not that I expected anything other than that. There hasn't been much progress in our thing aside from kissing more often and having a harder time keeping our hands to ourselves and I think that could be because of the fact that we were alone and didn't have to worry about getting caught or being teased. I facetimed Maddie pretty much everyday, once in a while with Chase (mostly when he claimed Maddie's phone when she was talking to me) and even had Drew once or twice, not so distrectly, trying to update me on Chaselyn. I loved that they were still as chaotic as ever and couldn't wait to visit them. Rudy had some online interviews and also did some lives on Instagram with other cast members. Aside from editing some of my own pictures, I had nothing else to do in the meantime so I stayed in the background, either cleaning or reading one of the many books Rudy owned. Another day came by and Rudy was supposed to go live again with JD. I had to answer to some e-mails but decided to push that task to when Rudy was busy so I could be busy myself. "Aaaand we're live!" I didn't even noticed Rudy getting ready to start it so I immeadiatly got up from the couch with my laptop with the intention of going to "our" room so Rudy could be more comfortable by himself. To my surprise, he told me to stay, laughing at the fact that I thought I would be bothering him, claiming he didn't mind the company at all. It was cute and I felt better, so, after I finished my e-mails, I stood on my same spot, staring at him, appreciating the way he comunicated with his fans and even giving acting advice. I even heard him reading comments of peole asking about me, which resulted in him stealing glances at me, not bothering to hide his cheeky smile. He went to put some music on and, with his eyes on me, started dancing. I laughed quietly at the boy in front of me. "Ma'lady.", he extented his hand to me, asking me to dance with him. I shook my head, smiling nervously about the fact he wanted me to appear on the live. Not that it never happened before, but it wasn't just us. Being just us felt like officializing whatever we had and, it's not that I didn't want it, it's not that I didn't appreciate the love and support everybody showed towards our potential relationship, it was that I just wanted to be sure that what we had was something real, that we were both on the same page, before diving right in, no questions asked, and end up getting hurt, or worse, lose Rudy's friendship, which I valued over everything that has been going on between us. But something in the way he looked at me made me forget about that concern and just go with it. Like we usually did. I held his hand, adjusting my crop top and my sweatpants when he pulled me to my feet. "Dance break!", he shouted. At first we danced together, twirling around, making dips, pretending to dance a professional tango, laughing the entire time at how bad we were at it. I actually forgot about the phone showing it to thousands of people for a moment. Another song started playing, making us break apart so each one could do their own thing, their own dance-ish thing, just goofing around in front the phone camera. Still dancing, Rudy made his way to the phone to check the comments. Curious, I did the same, doing a weird walk towards him, making him laugh as he looked at me through the screen.

user they're fucking goals omg

user1 AHHHHHH IM SCREAMING THEYRE SO CUTE

jonathandavissofficial I have no idea who these people are

madelyncline GO BEST FRIENDS, GO BEST FRIENDS

user2 are they living together?

madisonbaileybabe Weeeerrrkkk

user3 just confirm youre dating alreadyyyy

"Hi friends!", I exclaimed, timidly, contrasted to my quirky attitude not even five seconds before, which made Rudy laugh. I bumped my hip into his as in telling him to shut up but it only made him laugh harder. "Hey JD, get in man.", Rudy said. I went around the kitchen table to the fridge to grab some water. Being the clumsy shit I am, I miscalculated when I should tilt the water bottle to take a sip and a bit of water ran down my chin, leaving a thin trail of water to run down my crop top. I cursed in a hushed tone and, hoping Rudy didn't just witness that, I took a glance at him, but the idiot was already looking at me, visibly holding back a laugh. I held a finger up signaling him to not even try to say anything as I tried to uselessly clean the water drops between my boobs. His eyes didn't leave mine though, well actually, my chest. "Stop staring stupid.", I whispered, now controlling my laugheter too. He just winked at me and turned his attention back to the live.

user ok tell me I wasnt the only one who saw the wink

user1 THE WINK bYE

user2 I want someone to looka at me the way Rudy looks at Kelly

user3 imagine getting winked at by Rudy Pankow im so jealous of Kelly rn

JD eventually joined the live, Rudy moved to the couch and I decided to stay in the kitchen. I was doind my own thing, once in a while Rudy moved the camera so I could appear when JD asked me a question or wanted to include me in a conversation. I interrupted Rudy and JD's current discussion by accidentally dropping a pan, making a loud, echoing sound when it hit the floor. Rudy's eyes widened at the sudden noise. "What the hell was that?", JD asked through the phone. "Kelly.", he asnwered, "What are you doing?", he turned to me. "Waffles." Rudy gasped in excitement getting up from the couch. "Yo Kelly's making me waffles!", he said to the phone. "Who said it was for you?" His excitement dropped and I couldn't contain my laugh for long. "Oh shoot!" "I'm kidding! You can have some!" He smiled again and I heard JD laugh. "Ship. Ship, ship, ship." "Shut up Pope.", Rudy said, fake mad, impersonating JJ.

They ended the live at the same time I finished removing the last waffles from the machine. I separated it into two plates and set them up on the kitchen table along with some toppings and fruits and cutted earlier. Rudy came to stand behind me as I cleaned the waffle machine, his arms wrapping around my waist from behind and his lips leaving kisses from my right shoulder to under ear. "Have I ever told how much I love you and your waffles?" "Hmm, no, not that I can remember.", I joked, cleaning my hands with a towel and turning my head to look at him. He kissed my nose and smiled. "Well I do love you. And your waffles."

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[futurewriter2000]

Unfulfilled Wishes

A/N: This one is personal- I cried writing the first part. It sucks.

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Have you ever been so confused of where you stand with someone? 

On one side of the Hall you had your once best friend, Remus Lupin and on the other side of the table you had a one year younger Regulus Black, your latest crush. 

That was once upon a time.

And you know what was worse. You haven’t talked to Remus in two months. Two crucioting months and with Regulus it’s so hard to read where you are. Where do you stand with him? Is he still with Maggie? 

And what was even worse than that- the worst. You aren’t seeing neither of them. You are in this limbo of not knowing how either of them feels. 

And then there is James Potter, the crush you had for three long years before you could move on. He was Remus’ best friend and Remus lived a street away from you.

He lived so close and Regulus lived so far. 

And the sad truth is, you never thought of Remus in a romantic way until you had a dream of you and him, holding hands and feeling so incredibly safe it almost melted you away. 

‘ You walked alongside your best friend and there was another friend you haven’t spoken in so long. You were happy with your best friend but then came a figure with his usual bright smile and quirk of an eyebrow that was cut at the wing. They were almpst blonde even though his hair was brown, light shade of brown and his eyes were usually emerald but when up close they weren’t emerald. They were bluish green. And he was tall and lanky and he was smiling at you- suddenly you weren’t happy anymore. You were so overjoyed, ecstatic and jubilant. When he was with you all past hurt was gone and he was there. He was finally there after you waited for so long. He was smiling and you felt free and at peace. His hand brushed yours and with that brush it sent such warmt down your body, causing your hand to take a hold of his. He moved it away but then you looked up and he looked down, gave you a comforting simper before grabbing your hand firmly and holding it all the way. You felt yourself lean to him as you always did- you leaned on him when life was tough. You hugged him- so that when your amrs wrapped themselves around his neck, your toes lifted your whole body weight up and his long arms wrapped themselves around your torso. You squeezed him and he squeezed you and it felt so safe, you wouldn’t want to let go. ‘

But then you woke up. You woke up to reality of him never coming back. He lives a street down and he left. He left you. He left you because he has pride. 

He left you because he didn’t want to tell you how he feels and a caring dumbass you are, you pressured him. You pressured him into opening up and when you do try to open a clam up, it has tendency to shut itself close and bite you in the process. 

You were part of this connection breaking down. You did have 50% of fault but when you ghosted him- he didn’t even bother to ask. He snapped at you like that and then he pretended that everything was fine but it wasn’t .It wasn’t for you because words fucking hurt and he hurt you so much. And he continued to hurt you by not caring enough to come back to you, which you desperately want but he won’t do. And what’s worse is that you torture yourself for it. You still think it’s your fault. All of it. You do think that. You feel like you made this connection break and now you’re torturing yourself because of it.

You know he was there for you and you did promise him to be his true friend. But sometimes his problems weren’t the only problems in the world. It sounds so selfish but it felt like you were putting more effort in this than he did. You asked and he only replied. You cared and he only replied. He never asked for you, did he? - And the dumb caring person you are, you got attached and you thought you could handle it. You thought that the two of you were just friends but two months of this just proved that you loved him so much and now you’re crying on this sucky day because you know he doesn’t love you as close as you love him. You care so much. You care 3x- 10x times more and he doesn’t care enough to ask if you’re okay. 

And all you wanna do is shout: ‘ NO REMUS! I AM NOT OKAY! YOU LEFT AS IF THREE YEARS OF CLOSE FRIENDSHIP WAS NOTHING TO YOU! YOU LEFT BECAUSE YOU “HAVE PROBLEMS”! WELL, GUESS WHAT! EVERYBODY DOES!- And I cannot carry both yours and mine. I tried and it got us here.’ 

But he never asked and you got the chance to asnwer it. 

What’s even more sad is that if he did reach out, you would grab it. You’d take it so fast- you’d just take him in as if nothing ever happened between the two of you. Because that lanky,workoholic, stressed man was still someone you care for so much. You miss him like hell. You don’t even care about James Potter the three year crush- but someone who you teased with, laughed with, had deep talks with,... you care about him and it got you dreams to figure it out. 

But it takes you reality to realize that you should move on, no matter how much it hurts you.

So you turn away, when you pass his hause and you look forward to seeing Regulus, who is one year younger than you but both have gotten close to each other. The point with Regulus is that just like Remus, he is a workoholic. He burries himself under a load of school work and you wait. You wait for him to be over. You stare at the ceiling and you wonder what he’s doing.

You smile because you remember the two of you teasing each other and him bein and smart-mouth, know it all but also being this voulnarble, stressed, lonely man that just wants it easy for once. 

‘ “I can be serious, Black. I can be dead-” you said, narrowing your eyes at him as you felt smile trying to surface. 

His face was poker face. This boy hid his emotions so well that at this point you didn’t know if he was annoyed, challanged or intimidated. 

“Well, then. Lets go.” he said, sitting beside you and staring at you with his blazing green eyes

 You observed them, of course you did. You liked the boy for months now and he was definetly interesting- You were challanged to make him your friend but little did you know that you fell for him instead. 

You lost the staring competition at least five times. You always lost with him and that drove you insane because those loses weren’t always games, they were also losing him...’

Here was the thing between you and Regulus. He was private and reseved. He didn’t show anything but when you told him that he was being mysterious he answered you this: “I’m really not. Just ask me anything and you’ll get an answer.” 

Which you did. You always asked him questions and you always made sure that the two of you were talking and sending each other letters. He was relaxed when he was with you. It felt like he might like you back but then he got a girlfriend. It was so sudden. 

Like a bolt of lightning, you felt your heart get struck when your eyes landed on him hugging his girlfriend. 

You were happy for him but you admit it hurt. You admit you were jealous because you didn’t see them together. They were both stuck up and stressed and all about school. You relaxed him. You told him to go for a run, listen to music- you always complimented him. You always, ALWAYS, made the first step towards. 

And it felt time that he met you half-way if he ever liked you.

“Your mind is bothered, sweetie.” your head shot to the woman’s voice. You looked at her steadily but she gave you such a nice, kind smile that your guard immediately fell down. 

You looked down on her post and smiled at the tarot deck. 

“A reader?” you made your way closer, observing the cards. “Definetly feeling like three of swords, if you ask me.” you pointed at the heartbreak card and she gave you a comforting smile. 

“I don’t need cards to read you, deary.” she stretched her hands to you and with the leap of faith, you took them. She took a deep breath in a few times, muttering something under her breath and speaking. “Handsome- the second one I mean. Dark features but gorgeous eyes- quite opposite than the other, who has quite a smile.” she opened her eyes and took a firmer hold of your hands. You could feel the energy being pulled away from you but you didn’t let go. “No communication. One stronger than the other. Both love you equally but one more than the other. One is better than the other, one wants more good for you than the other but both have dark secrets they’re afraid to overcome.”

“I don’t care.” you said and the woman looked directly at your eyes. 

“You-”

“I know. I should be this patient woman, who should wait for them to reach out when they are over their problems but I’m tired of being patient. I’m tired of waiting for a man to come to me. I just want them to come.”

“He’s not ready.”

“I don’t care. I won’t adapt myself to a men’s needs. I don’t need a man. I just want to not be confused!” you tore your arms away and started storming away from the woman, not knowing that one particular man is waiting in the shadows, watching as you walk down the alley...

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin imagine #Remus Lupin #regulus x reader #regulus black x reader #regulus black #regulus black imagine #james potter #james potter imagine #james potter x reader #marauders imagine #marauders imagines #marauders x reader #marauders era #marauder x reader

[soulwillower]

loving someone • richie tozier

(richie tozier x reader)

warning: angst, but a happy ending! some swearing, richie is neurodivergent, unedited

[losers + reader are about 17 in this]

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today was not a good day for richie to forget his meds. he can’t stop fidgeting and his mind is going way too quick for him; and he can’t stop obsessing over that word, love - all because of what bev had told him at 10:27 am this morning.

more importantly, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. 

a tried and true product of his upbringing and his failed past relationships, richie tozier cant help but think that love is some sort of dishonest glistening balance act, a currency used to trade other’s affections for a few months or years in someone’s bed. it was just manufactured to be attractive, glamorous and sought after in all walks of life. when in fact, as he learned, love is complex, terrifying to navigate, dangerous, and always deceiving. 

despite being a boy at the peak of naivety, he knows he’s rejecting this notion of loving (although he cannot seem to stop) and, more importantly, being loved, on the basis of fear. 

but that’s the thing about fear, isn’t it? it’s comfortable, it’s accessible. he can do so much with fear by his side - almost as much as what he can do with you by his side. 

he’s with you right now, and he’s staring at your glowing figure and he’s so overwhelmed he thinks he’s going to vomit. 

the quarry was empty and you had asked him to meet you here, so now the two of you sit side by side, your legs dangling off the cliff. 

the afternoon sun, warm on your bodies, is making you look more and more like an angel by the second and richie thinks if he loves you any harder he might fucking combust. 

you’re too goddamn beautiful. and he knows that you love him too, because bev told him so earlier this morning. she had whispered it to him, knowing that it was going to be serious information that completely changed him. 

she didn’t know it would fucking kill him, though. sheesh.

“richie?” you ask him then and he has to suck a long drag out of his cigarette to calm his shaking hands. he hums in question, looking to you and not trusting his voice. 

“can we... i think we need to talk about us.”

and he’s gone, he’s drowning in the noise of his own heartbeat because he’s fucking terrified, he’s so scared. 

what happens when you fight?

what happens when richie says something awful that he doesn’t mean and you’re both up late, him because of self loathing and you because you don’t know how to say those words: you’re too much, richie. 

you were always too kind. too forgiving of him when he broke your bike, when he punched bill back in eighth grade, when he runs his mouth and gets the shit kicked out of him, when he bounces his leg or flicks paper into your hair because so much is happening in his head that it’s overwhelming. 

so what happens when you realize that you don’t have to take pity on him anymore? that your love, while not in it’s intent, is superficial? 

what happens, because he knows he will be the one to blame when it all goes to shit because you couldnt ever do anything wrong. 

what happens when you roll your eyes in malice instead of amusement? when you say you hate him and you really mean it?

what happens when he’s too impulsive and he does something stupid like shaving his head and looks even uglier? 

how could you ever love him?

he can’t do this, he can’t, because he knows you’re going to be disappointed and you’re still waiting patiently for him to respond.

so instead of giving you the asnwer that you deserve- the richie of it all, the ‘i love you too much and i’m not good enough’ of it all, he just tips his body forward. 

he lets gravity take over because what else is there to do? he closes his eyes, one hand holding his glasses so he doesn’t lose them as his body rockets towards the water, away. 

away, away, away. 

and he’s in bliss as the cold water envelopes him and he thinks for a moment he could stay down here forever - maybe become the quarry troll. the losers could come visit him until they grow up and their potential brings them away from this dreaded town. 

away from him. 

but his peace is broken by a body - yours, he knows. he’s got every inch memorized. you’re pulling him up to surface with you and you gasp, looking at him with that look. he wants to yell at you, he wants you to see what he sees. 

(i'm in love and you've got me, you need to run away)

“richie, please listen to me.” you say and he studies your face. you’re wearing the clothes you were in at school (so is he, but you actually look good) and your hair is soaking. 

he nods and let’s out a weak, “okay.” 

your hands are on his cheeks and he’s forced to stare into the eyes of beauty, of love, of his future and he’s terrified but he just wants to kiss you and hold you forever. 

he hates himself for it. 

“richie, i’m in love with you.” you say softly, thumb stroking his cheek. he shakes his head, cursing himself for his stupid butterflies and screwing his eyes shut. 

“you don’t have to say it back. i don’t expect you to, i just had to tell you.” you add and he feels tears streaming down his cheeks. he can hear them hit the water that keeps him grounded. or maybe he’s grounded by your hands, but suddenly he’s lost because your hands are gone. his face feels cold in their absence. 

“please, don’t cry. we can go back to how it was, rich. i swear, i just want you to be happy.” you say softly. 

he looks at you for the first time since your confession and your nose is red, lip caught between his teeth. “that’s..that’s not love...” he says weakly, feeling lost and sounding unsure.

“of course it is, richie. i want you to do what makes you happy. whatever it is.” 

“what if... what i want..” he starts but he can’t finish. he can’t, he can’t. he can’t. 

but you don’t push him. he gathers his breath, “i want you, forever. but you’ll just end up hating me.” he whispers, his heart stinging. you step closer to him but don’t try to touch him. 

you shake your head, “do you think you could try to let me decide that for myself? because i’ve loved you for so long and i trust you, richie. i trust you and i want all of you. this, all of it.” you say again and richie’s shoulders slump. 

you trust him. 

“what we have.... it’s worth giving a try, don’t you think?” you say softly and when he looks at your eyes, he feels almost like he did before bev told him this morning. 

“okay.” he says, feeling stronger already. you give him a small smile and he melts. his head doesn’t hurt very much anymore. let you decide for yourself... that may be okay. 

“you sure, rich? i don’t want to pressure you into anything. what you want is the most important.” you whisper to him, looking nervous. 

he shakes his head, “i do love you. i do, i love you. and it’s worth it. you are.” his words are as dejected and clumpy as his head feels but he must’ve done the right thing because you’re smiling at him and his pain is leaving his body like it’s been washed away by your unexpected jump into the chasms of the quarry. 

“yeah?” you ask, and he nods again, staring at your lips. he can’t find the words, but his shaking hands come up to pull you closer to his body. you let him, your hands coming to reach his shoulders. you look how he feels - in love, happy, and not afraid.

he kisses you then, and you kiss back softly. patiently. 

he loves you so much and he thinks you might be the person to show him the true nature of raw, pure love. 

#richie tozier #richie tozier x reader #the losers club #losers club x reader #losers x reader #richie has adhd #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #eddie kaspbrak #stanley uris #bill denbrough #mike hanlon #my writing

[toutallyahoe]

Reasons Being A Human Being ~ Jim Moriarty (Sherlock)

Requested By Gifted To: CN, my darling, my sun and star, my heart, my lifeline <3

A/N: my gift for a special darling in my life who wanted a fluffy one shot for this psychopath uwu <3

also... HAPPY AU BECAUSE THE OBSESSION SERIES OF JIM BEING HIS NORMAL PSYCHOPATHIC SELF IS MAKING [NAME] DEPRESSED THERE AND WE NEED THAT BOI TO CUT SOME SLACK

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Jim Moriarty was not a very empathetic or even a humane human being. In fact, many could say that Jim Moriarty was a monster in disguise of a human being.

Jim was a manipulative, cunning and untrustworthy person you will ever met. He had blood on his hands, both metaphorically and literally, in such a young age. He had after all killed his old bully in his early teens which was rather very... terrifying for him to do but it shows how he was someone not to mess with.

Jim was a vile person. In fact, he can be a devil.

You can see that Jim Moriarty isn't really... a very sane man. In fact, Sherlock Holmes can attest to that statement. The consulting detective had to deal with Jim Moriarty's boredom and schemes for months now.

But Jim has a bit of humanity left inside him which if someone would hear would scoff of that thought. But he does. And someone can attest to that.

And that very someone was [Name] [Last name], the lovable lover of the said psychopath.

[Name] [Last name] was Jim Moriarty's dear lover. A very loyal and caring man who was ignorant at Jim's true colours at first. In fact, he didn't even knew Jim Moriarty existed as he was dating Jim Moore.

But after almost two years of them dating and being together, Jim had told him who he really was. Maybe it was the guilt, maybe he just really wanted mutual trust with his [Hair color] haired lover. But either way, he had told who he really was.

That day changed Jim Moriarty's life. The once illusion of Jim Moore was broken and Jim Moriarty shined.

[Name] was really shocked and heartbroken at first but after some time, he had accepted that Jim Moore was Jim Moriarty. And they still stayed together.

Each day the two are together, [Name] would always noticed how his dear Jim was more humane than what others can say. And the [Hair color] haired man documented it.

Reasons on Jim Moriarty being a human being (by [Name] [Last name] & (was forced to co-write) Sebastian Moran):

He can feel jealousy

"[Name]? [Name] [Last name]?" A soft voice had called out to the [Hair color] haired man who looked up from his phone to the voice who called him. A surprised looked plastered on his face as he saw who it was that called him.

"Belle...?" [Name] can said as the said female nodded her head. A squeal left her red lips.

"It is you!" Belle had said as she happily approached the [Hair color] haired man who had put his phone on the table and stood up from his seat as he wrapped his arms around the female when she was near.

"Oh, how I missed you love!" Belle had said as she hugged [Name] aswell. A chuckle leaving [Name]'s lips. The two parted as they both looked at each other up and down.

"It's been so long!" Belle had commented as she smiled. [Name] nodding his head as a grin on his lips. "Been what? Years?" She said.

"I think its been two years," the [Hair color] haired had said. Belle looked surprise for a moment as she then teasingly grinned.

"And you kept track?" She laughed. "Still the sappy [Name] I know," she teased as [Name] rolled his eyes and scoffed but he then laughed and shake his head.

"Like you're one to talk miss Belle amor," he said as the blond female giggled. Belle jokingly punches [Name]'s shoulders as the man laughed.

"Awe, still [Name] I knew," she said as [Name] sent a smile to her. "So, what are you doing here? Still sulking babe?" Belle had tease as [Name] rolled his eyes and offered her to sit on the table he was occupying awhile ago.

"When have I ever sulk, Belle?" [Name] had ask as he sat on his chair again as the blonde female sat opposite to him. The [Hair color] haired man saw Belle's mouth open to retort when he sent her a playful glare. "That wasn't a question," he has grunted as the female laughed at him.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she laughed as [Name] sighed.

"But really, what are you doing here? Didn't expect to see you again... especially in this place like this," Belle stated as [Name] sent a quick look to his watch on his wrist as he sighed.

"Just waiting," he vaguely said as the female rosed a brow at his answer. Plopping her arms on the surface of the table as she leaned over. A smirk on her red lips.

"Oh?" She sent [Name] a mischievous look which made the man rolled his eyes but chuckled. "Mr. [Last name] in a date? Oo, goodie!" Belle teased.

"Well, yes," the [Hair color] haired man had agreed as Belle for a moment sent him a surprised look but back to her teasing smile.

"Who's the lucky girl? Do I know her?" Belle had asked, there was a hint of distaste in her tone but the [Hair color] haired man didn't seemed to notice as she heard him laugh. The female saw [Name] rubbed the back of his neck as he sent her a shy grin.

"Well, funny thing is... I'm not really..." [Name] trailed off as he looked at behind the female. His face lit up when he saw someone coming in the coffee shop.

"Ah, Jim!" [Name] had called as he rosed up from his seat and raised a hand to wave while the said man he had called pulled down his sunglasses and smiled at him. Returning the other's wave as he strutted with confidence that Belle immediately noticed. The blonde female raised a brow when she saw the new man, Jim, hugged [Name] tightly when he neared as she heard him said the man's name.

"Hello there darling, did you wait long?" Jim had asked as [Name] shake his head. A soft smile on the [Hair color] haired man's lips as they parted from the hug.

"Kinda... but Belle accompanied me," with the mention of a female, Jim had frowned for a second as he looked at where [Name] had gestured. There sat a blond female on looked at him with a raised brow but sent him a smile.

"Oh? You must be the famous Belle Darnley, yes?" Jim had asked as he offered his hand for Belle to take and shake. The female did with a bit of hesitation that didn't escaped Jim's calculating eyes disguise as false cheerfulness. "Pleasure to meet you," he had said.

"Um, pleasures all mine mister..." Belle trailed off as Jim took his hand away with a laugh.

"Jim. Just call me Jim," Jim had said. A smile on his face but it didn't reached his face as [Name] smiled and put his hand on Jim's shoulder.

"How about you sit Jim, while I'll order, yes?" [Name] had suggested as the dark haired man turned to give him a small grin.

"Of course, the usual alright darling?" Jim had stated as he patted the [Hair color] haired man's cheek, initiating the man to chuckle and hold his hand for a moment until he turned to look at Belle who had been silently watching the two interact.

"What about you Belle? What do you want, its on me," [Name] happily said as he let go of Jim's hand as the blonde female blinked for a second as he sent [Name] a smile. "Or is it that you're still with your diet thing?" [Name] teased as she sent him a pout.

"I am perfectly fine on ordering for myself thank you very much," Belle had pouted as she then grinned. "But if you're being generous... cup of oolong tea and a slice of blood orange tart babe," she had said. Jim narrowed his eyes with the last word of her order. [Name] nodded his head as he turned and walked towards the register of the café.

Both Jim and Belle had watched him as he walked away and when the two saw him getting in line, they looked away. Belle tapping her red manicured nails on the surface of the table as Jim seemed to picked up [Name]'s forgotten phone on the table and began to tap on it. Belle assume he was opening the phone and doing whatever he was doing there.

The blonde female frowned a bit as she did not know the two's relationship. She noticed that [Name] and Jim seemed to be close. Very close with how Jim seemed to interact with [Name] and even be let to use the [Hair color] haired man's phone. Well, technically left his phone on the tabletop and Jim just decided to use it. It still doesn't stop Belle to assume something much more with the two's relationship. Like, they are more than friends.

"So... uh... Jim," Belle started as the said man didn't seem to pay mind to her as he continued to tap and swipe on the phone. His disinterest made her frown a bit. "What is you're relationship with [Name]?" Belle had asked as Jim seemed to pause for a second then typed again on the phone.

Sighing, the female wanted to pester the other more when Jim looked up and Belle was surprised to see him have large grin plastered on his lips.

"And why are you asking dear?" The dark haired man asked as he put down the phone and plopped his elbows on the table. His hands holding each other as his chin rested on his hand. That grin still not leaving his lips and it honeslty made Belle shiver. There was something not right with the man in front of her. He screamed danger for some odd reason but the blonde female disgarded the warning signs her mind is screaming to her as she narrowed her eyes and frowned at him.

"Because I want to know," Belle had stated. Her bold asnwer made the dark haired man chuckle. A gentle smile on Jim's lips as his eyes soften, making Belle be surprised for a moment with his expression.

"Well, you see dear..." Jim trailed off as he closed his eyes. The smile still plastered on his face. "He is mine," he stated.

Belle felt herself freeze when Jim opened his eyes. The dark haired man is glaring at her rather darkly. Those eyes held a calculating look that made the female feel fear. Who was this man?!?

"Please do not try to establish a your relationship back with him, okay dear?" His tone was sickly sweet that made Belle shiver. It was fake. So fake. "Or else..." The blonde female gulped as she felt her voice was somehow gone. There was a lump on her throat and she cant speak up. She wanted too as no one should speak to her that way. She was, after all, Belle Beatrice Darnley.

"Because you can't spell diet without die in it," Jim had purred and it made the female dreaded his words. Was he threatening her?

And as if he was listening to her thoughts, Jim chuckle and shake his head as he put his hands down on the table. "Oh, no dear... I am promising."

The glare he was sending her made Belle want to just run away from him. It was terrifying. Those dark eyes looked so dead and also scary. That creepy grin on his face also added to the female's horror.

"Sorry for the wait you two! The line was awfully long today," [Name] had laughed as he placed the tray where his and the two's order is on. Belle was rather happy for [Name]'s presence as he had sat down as Jim had scooted a bit for him to sit. [Name]'s disturbance made Jim's murderous look away from Belle as he turned to the [Hair color] haired man and softly smiled.

"Thank you darling," Jim had said as be took his own order. A cup of black tea and apple pie as [Name] took his aswell which was an earl grey tea and a slice of oreo cheesecake.

[Name] seemed to notice Belle not touching her order off the tray. Tilting his head and he sent the female a confused look. "Belle, you alright?" [Name] asked as the blonde female hesitantly nodded her head. Forcing a smile on her lips as she briefly sent Jim a look, only to see the dark haired man giving her a glate and mouthing something that made the blonde female terrified beyond imagine.

"Y-yes! Why won't I be?" Belle nervously laughed as she took her order off the tray and shakily drank her tea as [Name] sent her an unimpressived look that means he did not believe her but he just nodded his head and let the subject down. Instead, the [Hair color] haired man turned his attention to Jim who was he had caught trying to take a piece of his cheesecake.

"Jim! Mind you're own food!" [Name] whine as the dark haired chuckled as he successfully took a piece of the cheesecake and ate it quickly. Sending [Name] a grin as he innocently shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't knwo what you're talking about darling," Jim weakly defended himself as [Name] whine again about how he should mind his own food. The two plafully banter as Belle who had silently watched the scene bit her bottom lip.

She was scare-- no, she was terrified. What Jim mouthed to her was:

"Speak no evil or you'll die with the devil," as he had his thumb ran crossed his neck like he was slitting it. An obvious threat to keep her mouth shut or she'll die.

He loves kisses

[Name] was smiling softly as he lovingly watch the dark haired man reading a book beside him. The two were sitting in a cousy couch of the livingroom of their shared home. The television was on as [Name] watching a movie before he looked and admiring the man beside him. His arms pulling Jim closer to him as the dark haired paused his reading to look at [Name] with a raised brow.

"What?" Jim asked. The dark haired man only saw [Name] still having that smile on his lips. "You alright, darling?" He asked.

[Name] nodded his head as he placed a soft kiss on Jim's forehead. The dark haired man couldn't help but smile at his actions as he leaned more close to the other and place a kiss on the other's lips.

The kiss was soft and sweet. A bit innocent which was rather ironic as one of the two was very dangerous and was anything but innocent, yet the kiss they convey was simple and innocent. Full of love to the other.

"I love you," [Name] had said as they parted from the kiss. The other man merely chuckle as he decided to give a quick kiss again to the other.

"Love you too, darling," Jim had purred as he softly sighed and placed his head on the other's shoulder. Feeling [Name]'s arms pull him closer as Jim read again on his books.

He loves hugs

"Darling?" Jim called as he opened the door to his shared home with the [Hair color] haired man. Closing the door as he went inside, Jim took off his black coat and placed it on the coat rack. There was a scent in the air that made Jim hum in content.

"I'm home," he sang as looked around and tried to find the other man.

"I'm in the kitchen dear!" He heard [Name] had shouted as the dark haired went to where he was. As Jim arrived, he stopped at the doorway of the kitchen and leaned to the side as he crossed his arms onto his chest. An amused smile on his lips as his eyes watched [Name]'s figure who was cooking. Explaining the aroma that the dark haired man had smelled when he opened the front door seconds ago.

[Name]'s back was turned to face Jim's as he was cooking something really nice. He was barefooted which Jim immediately noticed as he also wore a grey shirt and sweatpants as he cooked.

"My, you cooking for me? I have such a lovely househusband," Jim had teased as he heard the [Hair color] haired man chuckle and turned his head and sent Jim a grin.

"Of course, just for you dear," [Name] pipe as he flip the bacon he was cooking. Jim giggled as he decided to walk towards the other man. Immediately wrapping his arms around the [Hair color] haired man's body when he had neared. Placing his head in [Name]'s back as the latter hummed.

"Missed me that much, dear?" [Name] had chuckled as Jim let out a hum.

"You have no idea, darling," Jim muttered as the [Hair color] haired softly smile at his words.

The two stayed silent for a minute or so as Jim continued to embrace [Name] while the other continued to cook. Making sure the bacon wont get burnt.

"Bacon for lunch?" Jim had asked when he had peaked at [Name]'s shoulders. The man cooking merely chuckled at his question.

"Why not?" [Name] had said. Taking the bacon off the pan with a spatula and onto the plate that was placed on the counter beside the stove. Turning off the stove then as he slowly faced Jim who loosened his hold on him for him to move.

"Well, I miss you too dear," [Name] had said to Jim's words awhile ago as he wrapped his arms around Jim's body. Tightly hugging the dark haired man as he then placed a soft kiss on Jim's forehead.

"Now, come on," [Name] had said as he unwrapped his arms off Jim's form and was about to turn to grabbed the plate filled with bacon to go to tha table to have some lunch with his lover when Jim still had not let go of him. Instead, the dark haired man hugged him tighter and put his head on [Name]'s chest, listening to the other man's heartbeat.

Jim's actions made [Name] raise a brow as he looked at the dark haired man. "You can let me go now, dear," he had said as Jim did not paid mind to what he said.

"Jim?" [Name] softly called out to the dark haired man as Jim held him tight.

"Can we stay like this for a moment?" [Name] heard Jim muttered as a soft smile formed on the [Hair color] haired man's lips. Wrapping his arms back around Jim's form as he held the man tight.

"Of course, dear," he had softly muttered.

He loves [Name]

"[Name]!" Jim whined as he saw the [Hair color] haired man just innocently smiled at him. The two were outside, walking in St. James' Park. Trying to enjoy the two's day with walking outside for some fresh air. No evil schemes (Jim said it will be tomorrow). No consulting detective to deduce the latest crimes or to figure out who this "live ine pet" that Jim Moriarty have. No other criminals asking for help to the dark haired man.

Just the two spending time with each other's presence in the lovely park.

"Jim!" [Name] imitated Jim's tone as the said man sent him a pout and a soft glare. Causing him to chukle a bit.

"Don't tease darling," Jim had pouted as [Name] laughed and gently placed both his hands on the dark haired man's cheeks and booping his nose on Jim's. Initiating a bunny kiss which made a smile threatening to form on the dark haired man's lips.

"Stop being so cute darling," Jim had softly whine as [Name] laughed and shake his head at Jim's words. Loving looking at the dark haired man in the eyes as he grinned.

"Says the one who is being adorable with pouting," [Name] retorted as Jim rolled his eyes but smiled.

"I love you darling," Jim had said as [Name] smiled at him. Softly kissing Jim's lips as he then muttered his reply.

"I love you too dear," [Name] had said as he wrapped his arms around Jim's while the other did aswell. Jim wrapping his arms on [Name]'s neck as he hugged the other tightly. Fully content with each other's embrace.

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[olivia200312]

My Hero~ Ratchet x Shy! Human! Reader *Request*

Requested by the lovely Courtney the Butterfly Girl Courtney57658 on Quotev.

"I've actually got one request for the Ratchet and Clank one-shots. The reader is human and incredibly shy, she and Ratchet become close overtime (along with Clank, but they're just best friends and nothing more), but gets captured by Dr. Nefarious, and Ratchet has to get her back. No torturing or anything like that. Just angst and fluff. Hope this isn't too much to read. 😄😊 "

Note: the pic does not belong to me! It goes to the owner!

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It's a hot day in planet Veldin. This planet isn't known as the hottest planet in Solona Galaxy. Gasper was the hottest planet. It was a normal day in Veldin. There was a garage where the heroes lived. Yes, heroes. The heroes were a kind Lombax, a smart small robot and a very shy human. Yes, even a very shy human. A cute one in fact. The Lombax was called Ratchet and he had a pal called Clank. He found him after he crashed here at night. Clank escaped just in time from the factory before he got destroyed by Victor. Clank explained that he was in Veldin to warn The Galactic Rangers from Drek's army. Ratchet gladly helped. Not only him, but also Ratchet's best friend (and crush) called Y/N. She was 18 just like Ratchet was.

Y/N was found as a toddler close to Ratchet's garage. He was a toddler too at the time. Y/N was completely lost there with absolutely no info or history. Well, there was only one info found. Y/N had a letter that said 'Take care of her. Make sure she doesn't get kidnapped by Dr. Nefarious.'

Once Ratchet's adopted dad, Grimroth or Grim for short, found Y/N and read the letter, he took her in. He was confused why the evil doctor wanted her. Was that how Y/N's parents died or were they alive somewhere? No one knew.

When Grim took Y/N in, she was so shy and scared that she would hide behind Grim all the time. Grim understood of course Y/N. She had a very hard time accepting that her parents were dead or maybe alive somewhere, but they'll never return. Also Y/N was a human while people around were not.

When Y/N met Ratchet, she was scared. Ratchet was very kind and friendly to her. He was confused what she was once he met her, but then Grim explained. Even Y/N was a human, Ratchet finds her very cute or key word: adorable. Once Y/N warmed up to Ratchet, she finds him adorable. He looks a bit like a cat. Heck, he can even purr! Ratchet would let her touch his fur and ears. He would touch her hair and play with it.

That was years ago. The toddlers were now very young adults. Y/N helped Ratchet to become a Ranger. Clank became one as well. Sadly, Y/N wasn't comforable to fight against the bad guys. But sometimes, she would help them by working with Elaris. Ratchet and Clank worked together a lot when they're off. The Rangers loved having Y/N around. The shy human girl wasn't comforable at the beginning, but she warmed up to them. Qwark would be a creep and stalk that it scare Y/N badly. She would go to Ratchet for comfort. The Lombax was angry at Qwark for scaring his crush.

Right now, Y/N was taking a walk around Veldin outside. She was close by the garage. She was wearing shorts and a F/C tank top since it's a sunny day like always. Good that at least it can rain too in Veldin.

Ratchet was busy in the garage with who knows what. Clank was just reading.

Y/N was enjoying the walk, until a big shadow of a ship form hovered above Y/N and a claw appeared! Y/N looked behind her just in time to see it was Dr. Nefarious!

He controlled his claw machine and grabbed Y/N, causing her to gasp in shock. "Now, I got you, Y/N."

Y/N then screamed so loud in terror that Ratchet heard it. He dropped his wrench and ran towards the sound. Clank ran after him. The boys stopped once they saw Y/N.

"Let her go, Nefarious!" Ratchet said in anger.

"How about no?" Nefarious said with a evil smirk.

"H-Help!" Y/N shouted, feeling very scared that she even cried.

Then Nefarious flew off with crying and scared Y/N. Ratchet tried to free her by threwing his OmniWrench at Nefarious' claw, but it didn't work! His OmniWrench was like a boomerang that would come back to the owner if you threw it in a correct way. Good that Ratchet was skilled.

"Y/N! No!" Ratchet shouted, watching Nefarious flying away with crying Y/N.

Clank then walked up to Ratchet and placed his metalic hand on his shoulder. "Ratchet, we must take action now. I have a feeling that Nefarious will do bad things to Y/N."

Ratchet put on a serious face. "Let's go."

At Dr. Nefarious' Lab~

"L-Let me go!" Y/N cried while trying to get herself free from the chains. She was chained up against the cold metalic wall. She was not naked. Thank god.

"Oh, Y/N. I've been waiting all these years to kidnap you," Nefarious said while walking up to Y/N with his arms behind his back.

"W-What are you t-talking about?" Y/N still continued to struggle.

Nefarious pulled a evil smirk on his face. "I know your parents."

Y/N stopped struggling. That caught her attention. She was asking for a long time what happened to her parents. Where were they? Were they ok? Were they alive? "W-What?"

"I know your parents ever since you came into the world. And do you know where?" Nefarious asked with a evil smirk. He then leaned closer, causing Y/N to feel nervous and scared

"N-No."

"Here. In my lab!"

Y/N was shocked by the response. How in Qwark's name did Nefarious knew her parents! So for all these years, Nefarious knew the asnwer?!

"Your parents were patetic humans and your mother gave birth to you! Once you were a toddler, your parents sacrificed their lives to save you! I killed them and I was looking for you to finish my experiment!"

"W-What experiment?" Y/N was having a panic attack.

"To see if I can turn a human into a robot. In fact, I'll start now!" He then pulled out a needle that had a weird disgusting green serum in it.

"No!" Y/N screamed loud again, hoping that someone will come to the rescue. She doesn't want to get turned into a robot! It would be a painful experience!

Nefarious was about to inject Y/N, until... there was a explosion! Someone was here!

"Y/N!"

"Ratchet! Clank!"

Clank ran to the controlling room to free Y/N from the chains, while Ratchet fought against Nefarious. Y/N could only watch with hope if Ratchet would win. Nefarious caused problems all these years ever since he left Galactic Rangers. Yes, you heard it. He was once a member there. He was the expert of creating weapons and gadgets. But the whole team teased and bullied him, especially Qwark. The doctor that was once a kind and smart one, became crazy and insane that he became evil, wanting to take revenge.

Ratchet managed to push Nefarious off, causing the insane doctor to scream, but his flying ship rescued him and took him away, leaving the heroes there. Ratchet sighed in relief and Clank managed to turn off the chains.

Y/N fell on her knees on the cold metalic floor. She was shaking.

"Y/N..." Ratchet said and he walked over to her fast and got on his knees. He then pulled Y/N into his warm and lovely hug, causing Y/N to relax and hug him back.

Y/N whimpered as she hold into Ratchet for dear life.

"Shhhh. It's ok." Ratchet stroked her hair.

Clank stood next to Ratchet with a soft smile. He was glad to see his best friends ok.

At Veldin~

It's been a week now after Ratchet rescued Y/N. She's a lot calmer now. She noticed how Ratchet became very overprotective of her that he wouldn't leave her side. Y/N would blush everytime when Ratchet wrapped his furry arms around her, protecting her from anything. She would nuzzle up to him.

Right now at was nigth and Y/N was watching stars just outside the garage. She was wearing short nigth clothes since it's chill temperature. The temperature was around 20°C so better be in these clothes instead with long sleeves.

Y/N was enjoying it, until she heard footsteps. She looked over her shoulder and saw Ratchet. He was only wearing boxes. He was a Lombax and was a male (+ an adult) which it means that he can sleep shirtless.

"Hey, Y/N. What are you doing outside?" Ratchet asked and sat down next to her. Close.

"N-Nothing, Fuzzball. Just e-enjoying the stars." She felt shy.

Ratchet chuckled and hooks his fingers under her chin to make her look at him. She was blushing madly. "You know, you're very adorable when you're shy."

"H-Hey! I'm a-always shy," Y/N pouts cutely.

Ratchet smiled kindly and gently kissed her, causing Y/N's heart to beat fast. She then kissed him back. She was waiting for this for her whole life!

Then a minute later, they pulled away. Ratchet pressed his forehead against hers. "I love you so much, my shy girl."

"I love you too, Fuzzball." She didn't even stuttered.

I hope you enjoyed this first one shot! :)

The Reader will be a human or a Lombax. It's up to you. The requests will be accepted with plots.

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[iamdorka]

IMAGINE - 'Can you do a GC where you and kels are together and you guys decide to play never have I ever and of course it turns sexual and it gets revealed you and kels are in the mile high club'

Another little story for you 💕 let me know what you all are thinking. I wrote this a few days ago and now that we are finishing our hiking trip and there is internet I can upload it to you. Hope you had a great weekend because I sure did❤

- So… there is no chance I will get these in a box too. – Y/N stated as she came from the kitchen with arms full of bottles of alcohol. They were in the progress of putting all her apartment in boxes in just 2 days which was kinda a mission impossible but the boys offered her their helps so with 5 pairs of hand they tried to beat the impossible. – If I have to see a box again… I may just hang myself. – she continued.

- You know that you have to unbox all of these when they will be at our place… - Colson said sneaking behind her, kissing her messy hair.

- Could you just not remind me of that? – she asked then put those bottles in the middle of almost empty room where once a tiny desk was.

- So there are two options: you help me drink these… or I drink them alone then probably die from alcohol poisoning. Choose wisely. – she sat down on the ground taking the first bottle of vodka in her hands.

- I think we can take a break… - Slim stated then joined her sitting on the ground. - … we are pretty good at these boxing thing maybe if this music thing does not work out for us… we should just make a moving company. – he joked grabbing a bottle himself too just to helping a bit to erease the tiredness from his body.

- That’s a fantastic idea. Why haven’t I thought about it in the past 10 years? – Colson asked rolling his eyes smiling at his friend while sharing the vodka bottle with his girlfriend.

- How can a person have so many things Y/N? If I didn’t know that only one person lives here… I would have thought that at least a family of ten owns all this shit. – Rook joined them straight laying down next to them pouring some liquor into his mouth.

- I thought about just burning this apartman down then have a fresh start but Colson talked me down. – she admitted biting her lips putting her tired head to Colson’s shoulder.

- If we plan to get wasted… we should do it the right and fun way. – Baze came from one of the rooms with a tiny box in his hands.

- What are those? – Slim asked with a curious look on his face.

- Ohh… ohh… my shot glasses collection from all around the world. – Y/N recognised the box which brought back so many memories.

- You bought those… or stole those? – Rook asked laughing.

- Let’s just say…. 50-50. – she admitted with a satisfied smile on her lips.

- What a sneaky girfriend I have here… - Colson patted her bare thigh proudly.

- So… before we really kill ourself we could maybe play something… - Baze sat down beside them too. It was quite like an outside picnic but inside, in an empty room and not with food just with alcohol. So it was totally not like a picnic… maybe an adult one.

- Not before we order some food because I’m starving. – Rook said it out loud but really all of them felt that way.

- Already done that. Chinese on the way… - Y/N said that and she bowed sitting while enjoying the boys’s calppings.

- You know we could have avoided all of this and just hire someone? – Colson asked her quitely.

- But would that be this funny? – she grinned giving him a little kiss on his lips.

- We have such different interpretations of that world apperently. – he acknowledged smiling, giving her a real ass vodka tasting kiss.

- So… I will start before we will lose you both. – Slim took the role of the game beginner while giving everybody a tiny glass. – Never have I ever… woken up drunk the next day. – he said after some thinking.

- That’s quite a strong start. – Baze commented as 4 of them took a shot inmediatly.

- Don’t look at me… I sleep the hungover off. It’s my superpower. – she told them smirking.

- Not the only one. – Colson whispered it with a devious grin.

- Never have I ever… received a serenade. – Y/N was next and as the words left her mouth she watched as Colson was the only one who drank that time.

- When was… OHHH i remember. – Rooked asked then asnwered that for himself trying not to laugh.

- It was my best performance ever. – Y/N said.

- Do you even remember that? – Colson looked at her.

- Thanks to the various videos and hearing that story over and over again every time that Taylor Swift song comes up on the radio… I can put that together quite well. – she grinned.

- Never have I ever… kissed someone without knowing him/her. – Rook said the next one.

- You definitly want to be drunk as fuck to the time our food gets here. – Colson admitted because this time all of them drank that shot.

- I don’t really mind that. – Y/N joked. – But babe… you are the next one. – Y/N patted his face just a little bit as he was looking at her with his ocean blue eyes.

- Never have I ever… illegally taken something across the border. – he just poured the alcohol into this mouth not even caring about the glass.

- And I am the one who wants to get wasted… - Rook commented on Colson’s actions.

- It was a long day… you can chill the fuck out. – and then he ruffled his friend’s hair just because why not.

- If you ever touch my hair again… I will end you. – he threatened Colson.

- Okay okay… crazy boys. Our food is here apparently… but before that one last: Never have I ever… fucked on an airplane. – Baze said it as Slim started to get up because he chose himself as the least drunk one to talk with a new person. He said it because he was almost certain that this time nobody will drink and that their liver will be saved… not that with that he was already late.

But two of them drank anyway. Y/N and Colson poured that alcohol in each other’s mouth than crowed that with a heated kiss.

- Ohh our lovely mile high club members… - Rook winked proudly at their friends. – Do you want a plaque or something?

- Sometimes you just have to do… what you have to do. – Colson admitted pulling Y/N between his legs just to have her closer.

- I don’t wanna end this game just know… I cooked up so many other good questions in my head. – she whined slighlty drunk already. Eating just gummy bears all day then drink all of this vodka in a really short time wasn’t definitly a good idea.

- Tell me about those… - Colson said her close to her ears.

- Never have I ever been in handcuffs…. – she said it quite excited.

- Been there… done that. In both ways. – Colson said with a smirk. – Though it was way more fun with you than with that policeman… - he looked at her girl mischievously.

- Definitly agree on that. – she nodded not even realising they were not alone. - Never have I ever doubted in my sexuality. – she continued and before even she could finish her sentence she was already drinking like that vodka it was just water.

- Hmmm… a question I would love to talk about later…. – he admitted whispering those words to her girlfriend’s ears. – Also why do I think the ’Never have I ever feed my drunk girlfriend with chinese food just because she was just lazy as fuck and I loved her so much…” question will be the next one…

- Because You are so smart Mr. Baker…. – she bit her lips.

- A word that slightly never used to describe him… - Rook just could not not comment on that… he just could not do that.

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[nthngbxtfanfics]

02:14 - Minhyuk Scenario

You both started dating after a few weird accounters between you two. You stayed inhis head like a virus and wouldn’t leave it until Minhyuk asked you to be his girlfriend, but it didn’t stop him from thinking about you non stop.

Today was Valentines Day and Minhyuk decided to go full on glamour and romance, since it’s been a long while since you both went out somehwere fancy. You haven’t seen him this whole day except for the morning, where you both had an amazing breakfast that you prepared together. After that, Minhyuk flew out of the doorway, giving you one last kiss.

You sat in your living room, after taking care of some arrangements for the day. A drama played on the TV, but you didn’t gave it much of your attention since your thoughts were in other places.

What did Minhyuk prepare?

You knew you would go out to a restaurant and stuff, but it was kinda fishy. Since Minhyuk forbitted you to go get a dress for the night or let you prepare anything. Whenever you started to talk about it or suggest something, he immediately shut you down. You grew impatient and wanted to know what that idiot was up to.

Suddenly, the devil was giving notice from himself, Minhyuk texted you.

Babe, I want you to get ready now!

Your confusion grew as you read the text over and over again. How were you supposed to get ready? You only have a few hours to get ready and you prepared nothing. Another notification popped up.

Stop that look on your face and go to our bedroom. Look into the closet under my clothes.

You pushed yourself from your seat and made your way to your shared bedroom. Eyeing the said closet, you took steps closer and opened the door. All you saw were Minhyuks clothes messily laying around. Annoyed, you roamed through the pile and searched something. Until something unfamiliar touched your fingertips. You pushed the clothes away to reveal a black box with a red ribbon around it. Pulling the box out of it’s hiding spot, you studied it with your eyes. You sat onto the bed, unwrapping the gift. As you took off the lid, a letter revealed itself laying on top of lace fabric. Your cheeks started to burn and your fingers opened the small letter.

My love,

I’m glad you found the first gift. I want you to wear only the things you find in the box, nothing else. 

You looked into the box and revealed a lingerie in the most beautiful red you’ve ever seen. Something so delicate but dangerous at the same time. Excitement grew in your stomach as you studied the small details of it. You remembered the letter and continued to read.

Don’t worry, there will be more. Please look into my bedside table, the lowest shelf.

You laid the box next to you and reached out to the said place. Another package revealed itself, a black box with a red ribbon around it. You opened the second gift, revealing shimmering diamonds. A silver necklace, probably costing more than your payment. The weight of the gift was visible, your eyes opened wide, your mouth hung wide open.

“Oh Minhyuk.-” you whispered to yourself, the necklace wasn’t the only thing that surprised you, the matching earrings were like a cherry on top. “What the hell are you doing?”

You looked at the letter, re-reading the words but the letter ended on that piece of paper. You searched for a continuation, you looked into the box with the accesoires and found the second letter.

My love,

I’m happy you found the other gift, but don’t worry there’s more. I want you to feel like a queen, my queen. Today is a our day, a day where I show my adoration to you, a day I show you how much you mean to me.

A smile placed itself over your lips as you read those lines.

Now, how are you supposed to go out without something on your beautiful feet? I don’t want your delicate feet to get dirty. My love, please look under the bed.

You did as he told you, you looked under the bed, revealing a bigger box. Taking it out, you opened it right away. A pair of red heals, a pair of red Louboutin. Boy he’s spoiling you.

“Minhyuk you are insane!” You gasped at the gifts he gave you, your eyes wander around eyeing the gifts another time. “I’m supposed to wear all that?” After trying of processing the whole moment, you continued to read the letter, nothing, the letter ended another time. You searched the bigger box for another letter and got successful.

My Love,

eager right? I can only imagine your surprised look, but what I’m more excited about, is seeing you in all of that. There’s one piece left, even though I’d loved to see you only in lace, the jewerly and those heels. But I don’t want others looking at something that’s mine. Please my love, go into the living room.

Eager? Yes you were, it was so overwhelming by now, you couldn’t hold back, you felt like a child on christmas eve. You walked out of the bedroom, making your way to the living room, you’ve been a few moments ago. Your eyes reached the room and your eyes laid onto an unfamiliar object on top of the coffee table. A package, different from the others. This time, the Package itself was red and the ribbon black. You expected a red dress, but got surprised another time. Again something you’d never imagined. A little simple black dress was facing you. A smirk appeared on your face, you knew what Minhyuk was up to and it excited you even more. A familiar looking letter was visible and you opened it.

My love,

get ready, I’ll be waiting for you.

Sincerely yours

Minhyuk

You read the his name and jumped up, as fast as you could. You jumped into the shower quickly, washed all your worries and struggles away. You knew today would be amazing, but you’d never imagined getting spoiled like that. It was a complete different expierience, but it excited you. Minhyuk overshadowed all your previous relationships. It didn’t mean you’d need all of that, but that night, you did feel like a queen. Just like he wanted it.

You got ready in full speed, your make up was simple, your hair in a low ponytail. Minhyuk loved that hairstyle on you, he loved it when your hair was down, but even more when he was able to see your neck. You placed the last piece of jewerly around your neck and eyed yourself in the mirror. A feeling of extreme confidence boosted itself up in your system, as you took a closer look at yourself, watching you from every angle. Your phone rang, his name visible on your screen.

My love, I’m outside.

You didn’t asnwer the text and ran out of the apartment, after grabbing your belongings and slipping into your pair of heels. You went down the elevator, waiting for your arrival at the parking lot, where Minhyuk was waiting for you.

You stepped out of it and walked towards the exit and saw your man in his whole glory. Minhyuk wore a simple black suit, with a red necktie matching your attire. His eyes met your figure, eyeing you up and down. Appreciating his work, you looked stunning, better than he imagined.

“My love, you look stunning.” You reached him and his arms opened for you to pull you into a hug.

“You look stunning yourself.” You complimented him, looking at his figure, yourself. Minhyuk planted a kiss on your forehead. “Where have you been all day?”

“Preparing for the night. That’s it. Come on, let’s go we have a reservation.” Minhyuk pulled away, after giving you another kiss onto your lips.

“I love you Minhyuk.” he stopped in his tracks and gave you a bright smile.

“I love you too Y/N.” you mirrored his smile and walked up to him. Minhyuk opened the passenger seat for you. You seated yourself inside and waited for him to sit in his spot. Your only thoughts were imaginations on how the night would go. You both were excited, it was you two alone. You had him by your side, you wished to be with him for the longest time and tonight you both were able to satisfy your desires.

❤️

| Shownu | Wonho | Kihyun | Hyungwon | Jooheon | Changkyun |

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Page 12, The Gals Time, L&L,

The sun was slowly reaching a horizon casting a strong orange shade on the Nuka Town. Lucy and Gage were on the way back from another journey out into the dry desert, their spirits up as nothing seemed to disturb their routine of slowly getting the gangs under control. 

-Boss, are you sure you had nothing to do with that haunted little girl crap story? You seem pretty capable of causing mayhem from what i’ve seen. Gage joked and enjoyed the view in front of him as the boss was swinging her hips to the sides, puffing a smoke of his cigarette in the air. 

-Just because someone had a same name doesn’t mean its me, c'mon we know it was not even real. She kicked open the door to Fizztop and turned towards the elevator. - But i could show you something that is pretty fucking real..upstairs, if you catch my drift. She looked at him, biting her lips and leaned with her back to the wall at the elevator’s door. 

The more time they were spending together without arguing and fighting instead, pushing their plans onward the more deeper she seemed to fall into the rough raider and this post-nuclear lifestyle as it fitted her as well, even better than the one she had before. Gage wasn’t pushing her hidden suggestions away as often as he used to before, approaching her with his usual grin and looking down at her with certain satisfaction in his eye.

-Ohh…I bet you could start even on the way up hm? He punched a button next to her shoulder and as their lips were shortening the distance Gage suddenly stopped and pulled back up. 

- What now…? Lucy pouted and puffed at him, slightly annoyed by breaking the moment. 

- The elevator Boss…it is up, it never is as we leave. Something ain’t right. Someone else used it. They both backed off from the door with their weapons ready as the lift arrived down, its door opened, empty.

  -That someone might still be up there. Use the outside one and i will go from here. And take this, it might be a trap. She threw him a stealth boy and entered the elevator. 

- Ok Boss, just…be careful. They nodded at each other and as the door closed she crouched low and hugged the corner inside. Raider at the same time covered himself invisible and moved up from the outside.

 *ding* The door slide open, Lucy awaiting in the shadows for any sounds of steps from the room. Silence. She stood up and walked silently towards the patio eyeballing for anything suspicious around. Upon approaching the the two winged door she put her ear to the wooden rough structure of it, hearing just Gage arriving up. She opened the door slowly peeking through a small crack seeing just a dark tall silhouette. She gasped loudly and fell back as the bullet ripped through the wood right next to her cheek. - Fuck! He’s at the bar! Take this fucker down!

Gage heard the signal and as he was about to shove some lead into the man’s head his camouflage worn off. The man dodged the bullet, ducking behind the bar, answering the fire with the laser pistol. Using the distraction Lucy rolled towards the middle bar. She noticed the man wearing a long blue coat and a round classic hat, his face covered with a metalic mask and something that looked like a minuteman sign on his sleeve. As the men were exchanging bullets, shuttering everything to a pieces on their way she noticed that the stranger started heading towards the broken window pulling a stealth device from his pocket.

  - Oh no, you ain’t going anywhere sir. She threw her knife swiftly, its blade flying towards the man’s leg as he was about to make a long jump outside, losing his balance in a process and falling straight down to the hard concrete. The sound of body squashing upon the impact almost pulled the disgust on both of their faces but it turned fast into a chuckle. - Lets go see who the hell he was, maybe there is still something…scrapable. She ordered and rode down with the raider.

To their surprise the body was no longer down, vanished, only blood splattered around, her knife and a holotape, undamaged. She picked it up and shoved into the pipboy.

  “After a week her signal disappeared at the station. Next signal appeared almost a month later from the location…called..safari adventure? whatever, one of our bots managed to catch their plot. She wasn’t kidnapped or lost, neither she’s dead. Instead turned on us and the Commonwealth…traitorous bitch. We need to take her down before. When u finish, put the eyebot back on the patrol. I want to know everything so minutemen can prepare…”

-Oh my God…i forgot that Sturges installed that chip…in my pipboy in case of…. Fuck. Her face paled as she look back at Gage, her hands shaking.

-Boss…i will be fucking serious right now. Gage forehead wrinkled heavily as his eyebrows twitched into the anger. - You did not tell the fucking minuteman that you are done with them eh? You did not think for a single second that they might be fucking looking for you?! And that u have a fucking tracking chip in pipboy!  He approached her closer poking her chest with a finger, strong enough to make her lose balance. - You just endangered our whole plan with your stupid impulse thinking! And you know what? You gonna deal with it on your own this time because i will be busy setting up whatever shit i can at gauntlet and all over the Nuka Town to cover our fucking asses from being swarmed by minutemen or whoever was this guy. Good luck Boss. He moved her out of the way like a piece of furniture and stormed off deep into Nuka Town without even waiting to hear her back.

  -Gage wait…eh, shit.  She felt like their relationship resembled a sinusoid, going up and down so often but he was right this time, again…She stood confused thinking about her next move but it was first time she was on her own with a task at hand like that. Gage needed her in different matters but she relied on his advices so long that being now, without him made her feel helpless and unsure. After a moment of pondering it came to her mind that there is still one more person she can trust as much and that won’t judge her foolish actions, Lizzie Wyath.

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  Lizzie was spending most of the time in her laboratory, down the stairs under the Parlor where no one would bother her brilliant shy mind. But she was always all ears and mouth when it came to Boss, turning into a chatterbox that seemed to have no end. 

-Boss, what a nice surprise! Came to check in on my latest inventions or…maybe you wanna test some on your own? She approached her excited about the visit holding a vial that was releasing a strong stinky cloud in the air.

- Actually, i was about to ask you out. For a…field trip. You and me. Secret mission. Lucy was waving the hand under her nose to push the smoke away from her nostrils and coughing a bit.

  - Out? No no…you know i hate field missions. I only agreed to come here because Mags promised me my own laboratory and that she will use me only when its reaaaaally necessary. Lizzie turned back to her shelf full of vials but was stopped by the boss grabbing her by the upper arms and turning back at her.

-It is necessary Lizzie. I fucking need you and your brain right now. I fucked up badly and i could really use your help, please? I promise that if u agree i will then sit with you whole evening and test whatever weird ass shit stuff you want. Lucy was desperate shaking her as she started explaining what happened. Lizzie released her arms and raised the palms of her hands towards the boss trying to calm her down.

  -Okay okay cool off, chip, robot, minutemen. I will….help but come on first, lets sit and explain me the plan of ours as i get that chip out of your pipboy.

  Lizzie was the second person that Lucy came clear in terms of trust. She almost didn’t fit to the whole place and raider style but beneath that delicate darker skin and tired eyes the inventions and mental arsenal she could deliver proved very useful and scary at times to the Operators. After all she was also like a family member for Mags and William. The deadly trio since the very teenage times. Her introvertic bobble was poping every time she had a occasion to spend some alone time with boss, filling each other with stories and gossip around the town, bringing back some memories on how it was nice to chatter late night and drink without worrying about the gun pulled to the back of the head.

-Aaaaand there it is, that Sturges seem to know his stuff. Well attached, and it didn’t burn after all that time. Lizzie pulled with tweezers very gently a small square piece of tech out of the pipboy, almost impressed. - So..what do you want to do with it? She asked, putting her tools back at the shelf below.

Lucy took a chip, humming under her nose and spinning it in her fingers. After a short thought process she threw it to the ground and smashed with a heel of her boot. - Well, that! Now grab your stuff and lets go to safari to find that bot before i will join the Gage’s club of having another half the town blame me for some shitty mistakes.

  -Oh boy, right behind you Boss. Lizzie pulled a goggles up and snatched the plasma pistol along with a small bag of tools from the drawer. They headed out in a rush through the back door to avoid Mags and William stopping them to asnwer as to whats going on as Lizzie going out was already a strange evenement.

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  -Sooooo…..how is he? Hm? Lizzie broke a silence as they were on their way towards the Safari Park, the darkness of the incoming night surrounding them and only flickering lights of a distant buildings being their guide.

-Hm, who? Porter? She looked surprised by a direct question but seeing her relaxed face and corner of her lips raised slightly up she knew its a girl chit chat time. - Well…he’s not the most talkative man on the planet but he definitely recompense it with actions and uhm..looks. 

-Mmmm, what kind of actions? You like that rough bastard don’t ya? Lizzie soft corner smile turned into a grin pushing more personal questions upon her and seeing her blush more and more with each minute and her tongue tangling in words trying to explain that its nothing too serious.

- Oh, dammit Lizzie. I don’t even know if he would like….i mean, he said he cares about me, shit but..maybe in his own way. Fuck i don’t know. Lucy shook her head trying to get rid of the soft emotional thoughts slamming into her and get back on the task.  - We will talk it over once we are done and drunk enough for this crap, okay?

  -Sure thing Boss, lets find that flying can. Where was it last time? Up on a tree eh? Lizzie prepared her plasma gun as they entered the safari. The park belonged to the pack. They passed in silence, through the bushes, passing behind a patrol to avoid any unnecessary attention and discussions. Last thing she wanted is to word to spread out about the whole fuckupery. They managed to pass unnoticed into the labyrinth. On the last turn towards the elevator from behind the corner something or someone big bumped right into them pushing them both on their asses. 

-Boss? Lizzie? Now that is a nice surprise indeed, two lovely birds at the same time. Mason laughed and offered them both of his hands so they can pull themselves up. - So…what these two little birds are looking for around my turf hmm? He brushed and twirled the moustache in his fingers eyeballing them both. 

-Uhg, fuck, fine. We are looking for the eyebot, that was on the treehouse before. We kind of…need it for a special project. Lucy did what she could to sound confident in her half lie but Mason was a hard piece.

-Eyebot eh? U mean…that eyebot? He pulled a pile of scrap from behind and threw it down in front of them, one of pieces landing up on Lizzie’s foot.

  -Ouch, goddamit Mason - she squeaked and pulled her foot away. -Why did u smash it? It was kind of important. For my project. 

-Project ye……it wouldn’t let my boys sleep as it was bipping pretty loud as of late. Also if u excuse me i want to have a private chat with a Boss. Mason shooed Lizzie with a hand and as she disappeared out of view in the labyrinth bushes he turned his eyes to Lucy, with a suspicious glare.  

-So, Boss, what really is going on huh? And where is your golden boy, Porter? He approached her closer, taking a bunch of her hair and letting it slide through his palm. 

-Let’s say that i forgot to…burn some last threads related to some people before i took this job and we are fixing it, separate ways this time tho. There was no point lying to him now as it was also one of few occasions they could talk business alone. She let him play with her hair and simply stood there without moving.

  -Well, that has been taken care of...kind of. You can take whatever is left of that scrap with your lovely operator, to be sure,  but…there is one more matter. He leaned towards her, grabbing her chin and pulling her face up. With Gage around he would probably get punched by this time but they were alone. - The parks seem to be running out and there obviously is too many of us. I can see you go into Mags favor, i can understand it, caps are tops but…what about me hm? How do we stand in your plan Boss? Lucy decided it was the best moment to reveal her future plan to Mason as there wasn’t a chance anyone would eavesdrop on them or see them talking in private. Pure coincidence right on the spot.

- Operators will have three parks, u will keep two…but…i will give you the pleasure of slaughtering and ripping apart the last gang that won’t belong anywhere, the disciples. Mason liked what he just heard and a wide grin grew on his face.

  - I knew you were a smart lady. I swear i could fuck you right here for what u just said. Mason licked his lips but the spiky tip of the knife between his legs gave him a fair warning to back off with his idea. He released her and moved on, chuckling under his nose and sending a wink to Lizzie as he passed her by.

  He seems to have a big....appetite. So…we are okay? Can we go back to my lab now? She approached the boss scanning carefully the pieces of the eyebot, looking for anything unusual and then back at her inpatient.

  -Lizzie, listen. You should know too at this point. I talked a bit with Gage about it but never got to organize any safe meeting. Lucy put the hand on her shoulder and shook it in reassurance. - There will be slaughter, we won’t avoid it. Not now but it will happen eventually. I can feel the tension gathering as we draw closer and closer towards the last park. The disciples will have to go, one way or another. I don’t trust Nisha one bit, hell i don’t even know if i can trust Mason but so far he proved a loyal and more reasonable than i would expect. You i trust Lizzie, okay? Tell Mags about the plan but don’t let it slip before it happens right?

  - Wow Boss, that’s…some freaking good news right there. You have my word, of course. And…you really trust me? Me? In this fucked up world, damn. Does it mean…we are…friends of sort?  Lizzie smiled widely at her as she could not refer to many people out there as friends and barely anyone was visiting her. 

-Yes Lizzie, we are friends now if you want but keep your mouth shut about the plan or i will end up on the spike before i turn around to make any further step. She smiled back as they started gathering the scraps together.

- I will make sure there is no single tracking device left in that junk. Or..i could actually rebuilt it and make some fake signals to discourage the minutemen from taking the actions now. Lizzie was scratching her chin pondering about what she could do with that tech.

-Sounds like a good plan. Lets head back. They packed all the parts into a sack and sneaked away towards the Nuka Town.

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 It was middle of the night, anything crawling towards them was easily heard and eradicated with a bright splash of green plasma flying from Lizzie pistol. They approached an abandoned farm on their way, loud crunching noises coming from behind the house in the distance that made them both feel a bit uneasy but curiosity was stronger, as they walked closer and closer just to see what’s there. A deathclaw, feasting on the unlucky raider ripping his body parts with its claws. Lizzie froze and dropped by a mistake a sack filled with metal disrupting the silence. Deathclaw raised its head and looked right at them. 

-Great Lizzie, i hope you have good enough condition to run the hell out of here. Lucy was pulling her by the sleeve but to her surprise she stood unshaken and started digging in her bag.  

  -Why run Boss if we have these? And i think you gonna like it, my new invention. She pulled an awkwardly big grenade from her bag almost a size barely fitting into her hand with a long strap attached to it. Dozen of explosives power packed into this one baby….boom. The last word shined a spark in a her eyes. Oh she did love grenades indeed.

- The running part still stays tho, now get it Boss! Lizzie pushed the grenade into her hands and started running as the deathclaw thumped towards them. 

- Shit, you and your damn experiments on a go, ok fuck, lets do it. Lucy was no so far behind giving a good spin with a strap. As they could no longer keep the steady distance from the beast she turned abruptly and forced the grenade out, breaking the lock and letting it fly towards the deathclaw. The structure cracked as it got slashed with a claws, releasing smaller ones out that were tightly packed inside. The explosion was so big that they landed few meters ahead on their faces, getting some small burns in the process.

  -Holy shit, Lizzie. Grenade? Its a fucking nuke. Lucy pulled herself up as she noticed a small fire starting on her dress. She patted it repeatedly blowing air after at her hands to cool them off.  Lizzie was not looking any better, the dirt on her face as she managed to land in the puddle of mud, her hair sticking to a face but she seemed happy of the results. Deathclaw was….everywhere, literally, some of its blood on them aswell.

  - How about a drink Boss, in my lab? To a mission well done? And for our incoming future? I have some special stash waiting to be opened. Lizzie smeared the dirt from her face, smiling proudly at the results of her work.

-Oh yes please…Lucy sighted deeply but smiled softly at the thought that the job is done and future situation has been steered into the direction she wanted. Gage would be probably happy too..and the idea of having a drink, maybe two..or just gulping till the morning was certainly tempting as the stress slowly pumped out of her.

------- Well, on a one side Gage was happy as Lizzie skills managed to dump the remaining signal coming from the eyebot, replacing it with something else. He managed to pull some extra security at the gauntlet on his own and even convinced Mason to let some of his dogs for patrols at Town for any new, suspicious visitors. Lucy did scrape some plan together also informing safely the rest about it and succeeded on a way. What he was not happy is to find both of them at the operator lab, sitting drunk on the floor laughing like a couple of a teenage girls with their hair messed up and clothes too after some serious drinking. 

-Opss, i think…i will leave you with your grumpy man. hm? Porter. Lizzie pulled herself up, swinging to the sides and saluting the Gage as she left upstairs. He saluted her back and turned his eye back to the Lucy.

-Boss, were u drinking your asses the rest of the night? And what did u blow? Nearly whole town heard it, scaring the shit out of traders. He was stoic, with his hands crossed at his chest, awaiting answers. 

- Well…let me start by saying that the plan is now in knowledge of both sides, pack and the operators, without any other ears hearing it. She started to slowly stand up, rolling and putting her clothes back in a proper manner. And… we have the eyebot signal at our advantage now. She was blubbering but not stopping to explain. -Aaaand Mason almost wanted to…fuck me in the bushes aaaand we blew up a deathclaw, literally. Gage eyebrow twitched as he heard the part about Mason. 

-Pardon, fucking what? Mason? Fucking horn ass dick. He whispered and shook his head but decided to leave it without any further comment as nothing actually was established between them other than the plan and some occasional unprofessional incidents. 

-Well, i’m glad we have at least the situation back in goddamn control. You…okay boss or do i have to drag your drunk ass back to Fizztop? The thought of him carrying her in his strong big arms made Lucy dream for a moment but the remaining voice of the reason shook her back up. 

-No…u don’t have to Gage. I will tell Lizzy to get me something to sober me up a bit faster and we can meet at the top, plan onward, together, as we were about last evening. That work for ya, big man? She patted his chest and leaned against the table awaiting him to leave but he didn’t. He just stood and stared at her releasing his arms slowly, letting them fall to the side.

  -Ye…about that last evening. I remember you had something pretty fucking specific on your mind Boss and we got disrupted. Her amber eyes raised up as he approached her, grabbing her by hips and lifting up on the table.

 - And Mason..i don’t know what u think of him but he can shove off his rainbow dick somewhere else for now. Now thats what she liked mostly about him. Putting his actions or words right there when she least expected it with no further discussions and sudden wave of confidence that was leaving her snarky comments aside.

-Ya know what…just shut up and come here before something else ruins that shit we have right now. She pulled him by the belt and moved her legs aside allowing him to be right at her.

Lizzie saw them peeking from behind the corner, seeing the flasks dropping to the floor and breaking as they were caught in a wild kiss on her working station but she decided that ruining this moment was not worth some pieces of glass and the view was pretty good. 

 They were back on the upper line.    

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