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#god i wanted to say hello so bad but he wouldn't make eye contact so i was like 😔 ok
mywifealhaitham · 29 days
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pre release boothill relationship headcanons!!!
a/n: I'm fiending off crumbs... I've wanted to read some x reader of him but theres none so I gotta write it myself. I hope the other 4 boothill fans enjoy
warnings: gn!reader, like 2 gendered pet names (pretty girl/boy), most of this is written with bias because we don't have alot to go off, obviously written prerelease, when we actually get content of him I'll definitely be rewriting
LEAKS AHEAD!!!
bc: Valentine_DD_ on twt
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- Boothill is described as a righteous person if his bottom line doesn't get crossed, so he definitely treats you good. probably more on the protective side when it comes to you, he's probably not afraid to use his gun if someone is threatening you.
- and believe me he's intimidating. from his overall tough and "unruly" cowboy look to his mechanical body it leaves enemies just a little challenged. he lowers his voice too and probably has a more fierce look in his eyes too. after any threats have been delt with he probably turns to you and turns into the sweetest thing ever, a wide grin across his face and his hands on your cheeks peppering you with small kisses.
- Its said he's a bit sophisticated due to his experiences so I'd like to imagine sometimes he charms you with facts and details about other planets or just genuinely sharing some tips and tricks he's picked up from other cultures. he's also a person who can get along with others pretty well but he can easily give strangers an impression he's selfish and is a bad person.
- again this kinda feeds into he's basically you'd guard dog... but I mean who wouldn't want to be saved by a handsome and sweet cowboy. despite his unpredictable personality and looks he's a huge gentleman for sure. always opens doors and pulls out chairs for you, makes sure your behind him and okay if any danger approaches and practically listens to your every command (lowkey giving off my girl and I don't argue she tells me to shut up and I do)
- one part I'm so excited to see is what they mean by he's illiterate and using metaphors. it's probably just him using slang but it's still kinda cute. I feel like his cheesy and strange metaphors turn into pick up lines when talking to you. perhaps he'll pull a "did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" or something cheesier. Definitely a huge nickname guy, almost never uses your real name. I'm guessing he'd use stuff like doll, sugar, baby, pretty girl/boy and more teasing names. heavy on doll and sugar and just imagine him saying it in a deep southern accent... 😍 kicking my feet. also I imagine he loves making you giggle by not cursing (because he literally cant) and normally he'd get pissed if someone laughed at him like that if it's you he doesn't mind at all.
- that's pretty much it for like analyzing the leaks I saw but now the stuff up ahead is just bias yapping because I always project
- HE DEFINITELY IS A HAND KISSER. greets you by getting on one knee, holding his hat to his chest and kissing your hand. makes eye contact with you too and does that toothy smirk of his IM SWOONINGGG
- maybe he's a dancer! pulls you into his arms and places his hat on your head when a good song plays in taverns. even if your clueless on any type of dances then he'll pull you along to the beat whispering Instructions in your ear.
- gets so lovesick when drunk it drives everyone mad. any folks he's sitting with at a bar gets a whole speech on his wonderful beautiful darling who he owes his live and would happily die by their hand. and may God save you when you come pick him up because he'll be all over you. Immediately he wraps a arm around your waist as he slurrs his hello as he proceeds to tell you he loves you like 40 times. besides the mass amounts of kisses you'll receive once you both reach a private spot he let's some feelings that he might be too shy to share normally, holding your face as he calls you his pretty girl/boy and how he's so lucky to have you.
- honestly not the best for cuddling however unfortunately he needs to cuddle you to sleep so goodluck! his metal body isn't completely uncomfortable it's just cold alot. he tries to get around this by literally preheating himself with blankets before you go to bed.
very bad boothill brainrot atm... only a few more weeks until we get official content 😭 everyone hold hands we got this
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here's the actual leaks if anyone is curious ^_^
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cutielando · 2 months
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Hello can I request draco with a gryffindor reader who happens to be the daughter of both Ares and Aphrodite. How would her parents react when their daughter wanted to marry a former death eater after the battle of hogwarts?
ungodly romance ~ draco malfoy
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Being the daughter of two Gods came with many difficulties.
With your status came responsibilities, obligations and burdens. Things were expected of you, you needed to reflect well on your parents and your kind.
Studying at Hogwarts had been your way out, your one place where you could be yourself without people breathing down your neck, without being judged for every little thing that you would do. It was your escape.
After the Battle of Hogwarts, that place had forever disappeared from your life. You were back in your closed-off world, living to please the people around you, make them proud and give them someone to show-off and brag about.
However, there was one person whom you reconnected with that gave you your freedom back.
Draco Malfoy.
During the war, you had had to cut off contact with him because of your opposing positions in the war, your parents having forbidden you from associating with Death Eaters or anyone who might tarnish their stellar reputation, as a matter of fact.
You and Draco had just secretly started dating before the war broke out, cutting contact being the most hurtful thing you've had to do. Having just found someone to love you for who you were, and immediately having to let them go.
When you reconnected after the war, it seemed like two pieces of a puzzle reunited after a long time without each other. You finally felt like you were at home again, safe and sound in the arms of the one you loved.
There was just one problem.
Your parents.
The fear that crippled your heart at the thought of them meeting Draco was paralyzing. You knew how they felt about Death Eaters, and despite Draco leaving those days behind, that wouldn't matter to them. He would still be evil in their eyes.
Draco was the one who insisted that he meet them. He was positive that he could change their minds and make them see that he was good for you, that those days were long behind him and he wasn't evil at heart as they had concluded.
You weren't so sure, but you figured you had nothing more to lose. The worst your parents could do was lock you away for good, but it wasn't anything that you hadn't previously been through.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" you asked Draco for the twentieth time as you stopped before the grand door that sat in front of you.
You had been very evasive with details about your boyfriend when you told your parents you would be bringing him to dinner, which sparked their curiosity even more.
But not in a good way.
"Love, we have to get this done. We can't hide away forever" he caressed your cheek, sensing how nervous you truly were.
"Yes, we can. There's nothing stopping us. They don't care about my life anyway, and I know what they're going to say already. This is all really unnecessary" you tried to reason with him, trying to convince him just how bad this idea was in your eyes.
"I want to meet your parents, and regardless of what they say, I'm not giving up on us. Whatever comes our way, we'll deal with it together" looking into his gray eyes, you felt comfort.
Without realizing it, you found yourself nodding and taking his hand, finally entering the place you had been dreading to enter for the past few days.
Immediately, as soon as you stepped foot into the house, servants bombarded you left and right, not even sparing Draco a second glance as they focused on you.
"Master and Mistress are awaiting you in the grand ballroom" one of the servants informed you before disappearing with the others into another room.
You glanced once more at Draco before letting out a big breath, and beginning your journey towards the ballroom.
Once stopped in front of the entrance, you raised your hand to knock, but the doors opened on their own before you got the chance.
"Hello Mother, hello Father" you greeted your parents, both of them conversing with their backs turned to you.
"Sit" your mother's sweet yet icy voice spoke, not turning around yet.
You glanced at Draco with the corner of your eyes, but followed suit nonetheless.
Both of you took a seat next to each other, clearing your throat and keeping your hand clasped in his.
Your parents, Ares and Aphrodite, God of war and Goddess of love and beauty, now stood facing you, eyeing you down wearily. You were accustomed to their intense gaze, but it hurt Draco to look at them.
"Who have you brought here?" your mother asked, her eyes scanning your boyfriend.
By the way she was looking at him, you could already sense her suspicion.
"This is my boyfriend, Draco. Draco, these are my parents"
"It's an honor to meet you both," Draco said nervously.
Your father stared him down, cracking his knuckles.
"What is this young man doing in my house? Do you have no respect for us? Don't you know what he did in the war?" the booming voice of your father echoed off the walls, his fist hitting the long table that stood between you.
You didn't even flinch, accustomed already to his outbursts. There was a reason why he was the God of war, after all.
Clearing your throat, you held your head high and looked at your father.
"I am aware of Draco's actions during the war, but I am also aware of the fact that he did not participate willingly in any of them. He was being forced by his father, who is now residing in Azkaban for his crimes. I know you despise the lot, but Draco is not like them. He never was and he never will. I ask of you that you give him a chance and get to know him before making any judgements" your father was fuming, but you could your mother smiling from the corner of your eyes.
She had always encouraged you to fight for the ones you love, and this was the first time you had really stood up to your father like this.
"I don't want to hear this right now" he turned around and stormed out of the room, something you had known was going to happen.
"Don't worry, my dear. I will speak to your father. Draco, consider yourself welcomed to the family" your mother caressed his shoulder before graciously following after your father.
Left alone in the room, you let out a big sigh of relief, not quite believing what had just happened.
"I told you so" Draco teased, bumping your shoulders.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.
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asce-of-hearts · 8 months
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May i please request also some Yandere Vinsmoke Brothers (Ichiji, Niji and Yonji) Hcs or short story? (seperated)
With a reader who is actually very good friends with Sanji? (They mistake her for being in love with him but she just sees him as her brother)
Thank you🥰
I gave an order
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CONTENTS: Yandere!Ichiji, Yandere!Niji and Yandere!Yonji x fem!reader scenario in which they mistake reader being friends with Sanji with reader being in love with him.
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more Ichiji, Niji and Yonji content here!!
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WARNINGS: YANDERE, OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIP DYNAMICS.
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Vinsmoke Ichiji
Ichiji frowns when he sees you talking to Sanji. You're supposed to be his wife, not that idiot's. He approaches you and takes you by the arm, forcefully, although not as much as to hurt you. He would get his brother whining about "respecting women" or some shit like that.
— Come with me, now — he orders. And you quietly follow. Ichiji isn't bad to you, he's just a little cold and intimidating at times. You want to ask him what's going on, but now doesn't seem like the time. He presses you against one of the castle walls, kisses you furiously. His teeth hit yours and you let out a whimper. — Are you in love with that idiot? — he asks, anger in his voice.
— What? No! He's just a friend. He's your brother!
— You two seem awfully close for you to be "just friends" — he grumbles, his gaze darkens and he presses you tighter against the wall. You finally connect the dots.
— Oh, are you jealous of Sanji? — You say with a soft smile, he blushes still with an angry expression.
— Shut up, you're mine. Understood?
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Vinsmoke Niji
Niji feels rage when he sees you talking to that idiot. He wants to kick his ass just for looking at you. And he wants, no, he will scold you for treating him with respect even though he's nothing more than dirt in his feet.
He's not looking for a fight right now, so he waits until he leaves you alone to corner you.
— Thought I gave you an order to not speak to him. Wasn't I clear enough? — he says in a serious manner, making you coy as you avert your gaze. He smiles. — Good to know you're still willing to comply. Are you going to be a good wife and obey your husband from now on?
— But he's my frie-
— And I don't care what he is to you. He could be your god damn lover and I wouldn't give a shit. I don't want you talking to him and you will not be talking to him. It's an order, ___. — You don't say anything, only look at the ground. He softly strokes your hair, then your cheek. — Good, there's my pretty little wife. All obedient for me. Isn't that right, ___?
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Vinsmoje Yonji
Yonji grabs you by the arm, forcefully dragging you closer to him when you just as much as say hello to Sanji. He grumbles, grabs your cheeks with force and makes you look at him.
— Wasn't I fucking clear enough when I told you I didn't want you talking to him, you idiot? — he spits, rolling his eyes when you give him a glare and frown. — Oh, come on. Don't give me that look... You know I can't control myself when you give me an attitude. — he smirks, licking his lips and ghosting a kiss over your skin.
— Douche. — You say and put your chin up, avoiding his contact. — Thought I would've tamed you and your stupidly high libido by now.
— Zip it, that's not important right now. You in love with my idiot baby brother or something?
— Would be better for me if I was. Can you imagine not being married to a dick like you? — You say with a smirk, and he can't help but blush. He likes women with an attitude, and that's exactly what you have. But he'll be sure to tame you in the bedroom later, brat.
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Reiju my girlfriend.
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gemini-magic17 · 5 months
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Entanglement Chapter Six
**Back to the Party
"I have never wanted to be anywhere else more than I do now", I groaned to Jade.
"It's not so bad. The princess seems nice."
"So what. Do you think that will have any bearing on me trying to have a happy marriage with her", I asked.
"Kit it's just your mother could have married you off to someone who was a jackass or a heartless monster yet you are going to be married to Y/n who is kind and smart", Jade tried to relay to me.
"I'm sorry are you really trying to defend her and find some solace in this situation we are in? I love you and will never ever have so much as an inkling of any positive feelings toward her."
"I'm just saying this couldn't have been easy for her either. Coming to a place she has never known to leave her family behind just to be married off and have no one", Jade said.
"Yeah, it must be tough for her but guess what her parents and my mother are to blame for this shit. Now just because she was put in the same situation doesn't mean that I have to be cordial about it", I practically yelled.
Thank god Jade and I were in a corner talking to ourselves because if someone had heard what I said I would never hear the end of it, especially from my mother. Before Jade could respond to what I had said she saw Prince James approach us.
"Hello, Prince James what brings you over here? I assumed you would be with your family or making small talk with guests", I said with a snide remark.
"I was but figured that I should stop conversing with all the guests when I haven't even talked to my future sister-in-law", he said then slowly turned to Jade.
"I'm sorry I don't think we have met."
"I'm Jade its a pleasure to meet you Prince James", Jade says while James gives her a curious look.
"So, how do you know Kit"?
"I am sworn to protect her. Queen Sorsha said it was imperative and with us being friends it was easier that way", Jade said making eye contact with me. I could see James looking between her and me after her statement. Almost as if there was something going on between us (which he wouldn't be wrong).
"That's interesting. Jade, do you think I could speak to Kit alone just for a minute"?
"Of course", she then walked away and talked with other partygoers while the Prince gave me a questioning look.
"So, Kit what do you think of my sister", he asked
"I think Princess Y/n is a poised and amazing woman. I mean do you see how when she walks into a room and commands the attention of everyone."
"Yes, that is Y/n for you", he laughed whole heartedly.
"Can I just ask you one question though"?
I nodded my head and the next words that came out of his mouth caught me off guard.
"Why is it that you say my sister is such a poised and amazing woman yet tell your little friend over there that there is practically nothing special about her", he said with a pissed off expression.
"My prince-", before I could get the rest of the words out he cut me off.
"Listen to me Kit I heard everything that you said. You may think that my sister is not worth your time or anyone else's but you are not worthy of hers. She didn't want to be here she didn't ask for any of this but because of our fucking parents they are sending her to this hell hole. If it was up to me I would have her marry anyone else in this world than you. You are not worthy of her and you never will be. By the way, I see how you look at your so-called 'friend' and all I have to say is if you hurt my little sister I will make it my personal mission to make you suffer starting with your little friend Jade", he spat with a whole lot of anger.
I could tell by his tone that he was serious and that he was pissed beyond belief. I didn't care though to threaten Jade I would make sure that he would regret saying that.
"Let me tell you something, Prince James I don't take kindly to threats especially when it comes to the people I love. So, if you want to come after me then fine but don't forget that your sister will end up as collateral damage", I said slyly.
He gave me a disgusted look and walked to the other side of the hall. Searching for Jade through the crowd my eyes landed on her and by her, I do not mean Jade I mean Y/n.
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Making my way from the woods with the fact that just came across a dragon but Calyx to be more specific was shocking. As I step inside the hall I make eye contact with Kit and before I can look away she is heading towards me. The question is why though. She has done everything in her power to avoid me and now she is just coming over here. No that can't be right perhaps it's someone behind or near me that she is making her way to. Yet I am wrong her strides are directed toward me and before I can even prepare for this encounter she is standing in front of me.
"Hello Princess", she said.
"Hello Kit", I said in a whisper.
"How are you enjoying the festivities"?
"It is lovely. Queen Sorsha really goes all out", I said.
"That's my mother for you always making a spectacle out of everything", she said with a hint of disdain.
"Can I ask you a question"?
"Sure what is it", she said.
"Why are you talking to me", I asked genuinely wanting an answer.
"I don't know what you mean."
"It was just when I would try to talk to you before you would walk away or do everything you could to avoid me", I said very curious about what her answer would be.
"I'm sorry it's because of this whole betrothal and the fact that is told to me by my mother shortly there after."
"I understand I didn't have the best reaction when I found out that I was going to be married."
Having found out that it was Kit just being cautious and scared like I wise was is a relief. Knowing that she didn't actually hate me made me feel better about the whole thing. However, there was still the looming thought in the back of my mind about the girl she was with and how close they seem to be.
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Trying to get her to believe this was easier than I thought it was going to be. I could see that she was relieved by what I was saying as though it was giving her some piece of mind. Although I could still see some kind of hesitation on her face almost like she wanted to ask me something.
"Is there anything else you wanted to ask me? I can see that something is bothering you."
"Oh no, I just have a lot of stuff on my mind that's all," she said smiling.
In the corner, I can see James watching our interaction. Part of me wants to go up to him and punch him in the face. The fact that he threatened Jade made my blood boil and if I had to act as though I like Y/n so be it. There is no way in hell I am going to let him hurt her because if he does I will make sure that Y/n suffer in the worst way possible.
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lolasimms · 1 year
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a lots gonna change pt.8
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Summary: Married life isn’t great, infidelity ensues, and things change.
next part
I need to know if we’re team Abby or Ellie?
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"Hi, this is Y/n...leave a message"
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She had called your phone at least 30 times in the past 3 hours. She was sorry, she was scared and she just wanted her family back. The house felt hollow, the sound of laughter had died, the light had dissipated and along with it, the happiness had gone. She had gotten multiple voicemails from Paige and Vic asking what had happened, but she didn't have the energy to re-live it, to retell it. It hurt her so much to see the look on your face, the tears in your eyes, your urgency to leave the house and get away from her. But she knew if it was this bad for her, how much worse was it for you?
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"Come here, oh my god, come here"
Dina pulls you into a tight hug, as she cries with you. She had instructed Jesse to take Lila upstairs to play with Jj, as she knew you wouldn't have wanted your daughter to see you in such a state. A state of vulnerability and heartache, as you mourned the end of your relationship. You told her everything, from their hotel meetups, office hookups, the lies, all of it. Dina was left bewildered by it all, she honestly looked like she could kill Ellie herself.
"I'm so scared Dina, I- what's going to happen to us, to Lila?"
You frantically ask, as you continue to sob into the poor woman's shirt, she however didn't mind as she held you tightly against her and soothingly rubbed your back. Without her reassurance and comfort you weren't sure you would've been able to cope.
"Don't worry about that right now, Lila's okay. Right now you need to think about yourself Y/n."
Her words are stern and you look up to glance at her eyes. She's dead serious , but you can't help but object. "Dina , I cant, it's selfish an-" You're cut off when she begins to shake her head and interrupts your rebuttal.
"It's not selfish at all, you love her and she broke your heart, you need time to reflect and think about the decisions you are going to have to make Y/n. Think about Lila, whatever you decide in the next coming weeks will impact her"
You sniffle lowly, evaluating her wise words. Deep down, you knew what she meant, what she was insinuating when she talked about the "decisions" you would have to make in the coming weeks. An allusion to the inevitable custody discussions you and Ellie were bound to have in the event that you went through with a separation.
"I just can't Dina,  it hurts so bad,why wasn't I enough?"
You sob, another case of tears spring free, the lump in your throat beginning to feel like a clump of granite that was scratching against the surface of your oesophagus. You weren't even sure how the tears still came in, deep down it felt as though there were no more tears you could possibly shed. Yet every time you pictured the intimate photos, text messages and logs of calls between your wife and that woman, your heart broke a little more.
"You are enough, she was just too selfish to see that, you deserve so much better" Dina's only resort Is to console you, as she knows nothing else will work. The two of you sit in the small nook by the window in a warm embrace, you are interrupted by Jesse who tentatively enters from the corner with a soft knock.
"Y/n, you've got a call" he says lowly, strings  of sympathy can be detected from his voice, and you lift yourself from Dina's chest to thank him and accept the phone from him. The contact reads Joel, and your heart once again shatters, the thought of having to explain it to the only other father figure, aside from your own that you ever had. You excuse yourself to Dina and Jesses brightly lit up alfresco to take your phone call.
"Hello?" You say, trying your best to abstain from breaking out into a rough sob.
"Honey, what happened, are you okay, where are you and Lila?" He asks urgently, his voice sounds as though he too had been crying.
"We're okay, I'm at Dina's, did you talk to her?" You ask, voice just above a whisper.
"I did, she's such a fool, I cant believe she would do such a thing, Y/n I truly can't express how sorry I am" his tone is strong, seemingly angered by the thoughts of Ellie's infidelity.
"You don't have to apologise, this isn't your doing" you clutch the phone tighter, in an attempt to be closer to him, he clears his throat, and you can here the hesitance in his voice when he asks you "Are you... are you going to take her away from us?" Your already broken heart, breaks just a little bit more and you earnestly shake your head, as if he were here with you.
"No, of course not Joel, I would never do that to you, Lila loves you... and her"
"Why don't the both of you come stay with me for now?"
"Y/n, Dina and I are more than happy to have you and Lila stay here if you need, we're always here for you" Jesse says as he hands a sleeping, Lila to you. Dina nods as JJ lay's awake in her arms, the two of them walking you to the door.
"Thank you so much, the both of you. I think we'll stay at Joel's for a while, just until we figure everything out" They nod and you wave them good bye as you slowly place the sleeping child into her booster seat.
The drive to Joel's is quiet, the soft snores of your daughter lull you into relaxation, this car ride being the most tranquil part of the last 24 hours. Once you arrive at Joel's he's out the door and immediately holding on to you while muttering "sorry"
You hated that he thought any of this was his fault, even worse that he thought you would in any way blame him for Ellie's actions. The room he had given you was simple, yet effective. It housed a queen sized bed, just enough to fit you and Lila, a desk, a chair, a lamp and a wall littered in floral wallpaper. It wasn't anything like your home, but you were more than thankful that both you and your daughter were being taken care of. After settling the still sleeping toddler into bed, you decided you were due a long hot shower.
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The white shirt that she'd been wearing was stained, mainly from her tears and a few lone drips of whiskey that had dribbled down her chin. She was splayed out on the floor of her daughters now empty nursery, a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels sat besides her. Her hair had fallen out of her neat ponytail and her head was throbbing with a migraine.
Ellie had decided to call Joel again, after having him give her the nastiest talking to she could remember since she was a teen just a few hours earlier.He begrudgingly answered, informing her that her daughter and y/n were staying with him temporarily. She couldn't help but feel a weight being lifted off her shoulders. She would've much preferred that the two of you return home to her but she knew you needed time. Being with Joel was much better than being somewhere where she couldn't reach you at all.
She took the time away from you to reflect, to really think about what she had done. But more importantly she reflected on what was to come from her infidelity. She didn't know if you were done with this relationship, she hoped you weren't, but alas even she couldn't forgive herself. So how could you?She contemplated on calling Amelia, asking her to come over, but she realised that it was a stupid idea. She hated her, she had ruined everything and taken away the two people she loved most. Ellie wanted answers, she needed to know if you would stay with her, she needed you to stay with her.
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The glass enclosing the shower was covered in steam, the hot water cascaded down your body, as you let your tears flow down freely. You let your mind go blank for just a few seconds, trying your best to forget about everything that was going on in your life, even if it was only just for a second. You were brought back to reality when the water began to turn cold. You quickly pushed the tap closed and grabbed the towel that Joel had so graciously given you. Wrapping yourself into its warmth and glancing at the mirror that was now coated in condensation. You looked a mess, you eyes were red and your face puffy from all the crying, you promised yourself you'd get some sleep tonight.
You made your way back into the bedroom and caught a glimpse of your baby's sleeping form. So innocent and pure, you felt sick knowing you would have to make a decision that could possibly negatively impact her. You wondered how Ellie did it for those whole 5 months, how she managed to sleep at night knowing she was betraying this innocent child. Slowly you lifted the comforter as to not wake up Lila and made your way into bed. You tried to sleep but the images of Amelia and Ellie kept popping up into your brain. The ones where she had her head on Ellie's chest as she peacefully slept, the ones where she stood half-naked in the mirror as she held her from behind and the photos of the extensive gifts she had gotten her. You wanted to erase your memories, you wished that you could wake up to find that all of this was just a bad dream. That the woman you loved hadn't broken her vows. You placed your headphones in your ears, your last resort being music, and wrapped your arm protectively over your daughter as you slowly managed to drift off to sleep, the lyrics of each song fading, the closer you got to sleep.
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You called in sick on Monday and Tuesday while ignoring the extensive texts from Ellie. She called you at-least 4 times a day, texted you endlessly, she even tried coming over to Joel's but he very strictly warned her that as long as you weren't comfortable with it, he couldn't let her in. You had informed your sister and mother begrudgingly, thanks to Joel's insistence.
They were livid, which was to be expected and your sister had already booked a ticket to come and see you. All in all it was hardest on you to see the way your daughter was coping, just four days without Ellie and she would ask non-stop about her. She was snappy and refused to let you get anything done, it didn't help that all you wanted to do was sit in your bed and cry. You were lucky enough to have a friend like Dina, who had insisted to have Lila over for a few days at hers, to give you time to cry it out and think.
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You wore a pair of dark sunglasses, an oversized deftones hoodie that had belonged to Ellie and a pair of sweatpants that didn't fit you right. The hood was pulled over to cover your wild curls that you hadn't dealt with in days. You looked a mess and honestly didn't care who did or didn't see you, as you pushed a cart around the supermarket.
"Y/n? A voice calls out to you as you're browsing the produce section. You silently groan and turn to make out the voice coming from behind you. When you come face to face with Abby who's carrying a crate of San Pellegrino sparkling water.
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"Ellie?" Her name being called out and the rough knocks at the door startled her as she jumped off the couch. She couldn't bear sleeping in your shared room without you, so she had taken residency in the living room for the past four days. No matter how hard she had tried to get in contact with you, nothing worked. Not to mention the fact that Joel wouldn't let her see you. She understood she needed to respect your boundaries but she was growing tired.
As she made her way to the front door a part of her hoped it was you who was out there. Holding your daughter in your arms and ready to come back home and be a family again. To her dismay when she opened the door she was met with Satan herself.
"Ellie, I missed you" Amelia says as she flings her arms around Ellie's neck and attempts to kiss her.
Ellie firmly removes Amelia from her and steps away. The blonde is seemingly confused by Ellie's actions and immediately goes red with rage.
"You can't be here right now Amelia, please for your own good, leave." Ellie's arms are crossed in defence, she would no longer tolerate the crazinesses. She had lost too much from this affair and couldn't bare the thought of you coming back to see her here.
"What do you mean I can't be here right now?" Amelia growls as she steps closer to the door, she's now inches away from Ellie and seething.
"This is our home now, we're meant to be together, we love each other" she's now tightly holding onto Ellie's shoulders, her acrylic nails digging so deep that they would surely leave marks.
"No we're not, you told Y/n fair enough. But I don't plan on letting her go that easily. I apologise for how I treated you Amelia okay? But we just can't be together" Ellie removes her hands once more and attempts to close the door.
"Your apology means nothing to me, you don't understand the mistake you're making" with that she turns and angrily stomps towards her car that was parked further down the street. Ellie shakes her head in disbelief and heads back into the house.
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I hadn't seen you at work for two days, I was worried" Abby says as she helps you load your groceries into your car. You shut the trunk and make your way over to grab the trolley. You push it back to the trolley station and she follows behind you.
"Yeah well, I'm sick" you lie as you firmly return the trolley and then walk back to your car.
"You don't look sick" she removes your sunglasses and you groan in annoyance.
"What the fuck was that for?" You turn to look at her as she searches your face.
"Have you been crying?" She holds your face in her hands and you pull away before she can jump to any conclusions.
"No, just mind your business" you try reaching for your car door but she's opened it for you, standing in between it to prevent you from shutting it closed.
"You know aside from all the petty shit between Ellie and I, I actually care about you Y/n" for the first time her tone sounds sincere and you don't sense any hints of malice.
"Ellie had an affair, happy?" You blurt out and look away, not wanting to see the sympathetic look she would give you. It would just make you feel pathetic.
"You're joking right?"
"Why would I joke about that?" You sigh, as you grab your sunglasses from her hands and place them back on. You could feel another round of tears coming in.
"How long?" She asks tentatively, trying to gauge your reaction.
"5 months" you reply meekly.
"Y/n, I don't know how anyone could cheat on you, honestly she doesn't deserve you-" you cut her off, not wanting to hear anymore of it.
"And you do?"
"What?" She sounds shocked at your quip.
"You said she doesn't deserve me, I bet you think you do"
"As a matter of fact yes, I think I do. Because I wouldn't put you through that shit. I wouldn't take you for granted."
"Abby, it's too soon for all of this, just please give me space okay?" She nods and you buckle yourself in. She remains stood in the same spot and watches as you drive away.
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"Ellie?" You question as your grip tightens on your phone. You await a response but all you hear is rustling coming from the background.
"Baby? Hi" Her voice is raspy, it's as if she hadn't used it in days.
"I think we should talk" you say as you fidget with you car keys. Your eyes focused on the charms of the keychain as you swung them around.
"Yeah me too, what do you want to talk about?" Her voice slightly perks up and you feel your throat constrict as the next worlds leave your mouth.
"I think we should seperate"
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yanderelovlies · 1 year
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𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉.
note: this is a modern time set. I'm in a Joesph mood, so here I am. I'm gonna have a part 2 for this either tomorrow or the day after.
Fandom(s): SWWSDJ
Character(s): Joseph
TW: none.
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"boyfriend....for hire?"
The short red head in front of you nodded. she leaned in close, resting her chin on her hand as she smirked. "Yep. that right there will solve all your problems."
you looked up from the paper clearly unamused by your friends' antics. "What are you talking about Vex?"
Her eyes narrowed, but her grin never wavered. "Well, you were just bitching about your upcoming family dinner, and how your parents keep trying to set you up....You know some will even sleep with you after times up."
You gasped before glaring at her "Vex"
she leaned back, putting her hands up in defense. "I'm just saying~ I mean, what could it hurt?"
You looked back down at the paper, still unsure. "It feels... wrong."
Vex shrugged before crossing her arms over her torso. "Give it some thought. you got a week before the dinner. just uh... let me know how it goes?"
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You sighed, looking down at the same paper from a few days ago. You had been debating if you should or not. You understood your parents were worried, but you weren't ready to hear it again. With shaky hands, you reach for your cellphone and slowly type in the number. With a deep breath, your pressed call quickly brings the phone to your ear.
It rang a few times before a female automated voice came through. "Thank you for calling callin' for love~. Please wait for representatives to help you." Soothing jazz began to play through the speaker, only making you more anxious. You just wanted to get it over with waiting and make you overthink.
God, what if this was a mistake? what if they turned out to be a murder? what if they - "Thank you for calling callin'" for love, my name is Jasper. How can i help you?" you paused for a minute. someone was there. "Hello?"
"h-hello?"
"Hello! how can I help you...?"
"y/n, and um, I'm looking to hire a boyfriend f-for a family dinner?" God, you hated this so much! it felt so embarrassing!
"Sounds great, y/n!" You could hear the typing of her keyboard ad she spoke. "Now, in order to find the man perfect for the job, do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions?"
you nodded, forgetting she couldn't see you before responding "yes"
"Great!"
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the questions took a good couple of minutes with her cracking a few jokes, making loosen up a bit. "Well, good news, darling. we have the perfect match for you! Give me a minute to transfer you to him."
"What his name?"
"His name is Joesph, and he is an actor."
you gasped "an actor? Why is he doing this job?"
Jasper giggled. "Why not ask him yourself?" Before you could respond, the jazz from before came back on making you slightly nervous again.
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Joseph's feet rested on his coffee table as he scrolled through social media. He thought it was funny how his children's show captured more than children's attention. Scrolling through the latest fanart became his new favorite hobby.
An alarm siren rang through the speakers of his phone at the caller contact of his side job shown on his phone. Sighing, he picked up the call, his head falling back on the cushion. "Joesph speaking."
"Hey Joe! it's Jasper I got a job for you if your intrested."
He hummed, mulling it over. Having the extra money wouldn't be so bad, and it would be nice to go out. "Okay, Jasper. fill me in."
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The jazz music continued to play as your anxiety grew. what if she was having more trouble than she let on. oh God, this was a bad idea! maybe you sho-.
"Hello? y/n?"
you paused again, not ready for whoever was on the other line. it certainly not Jasper anymore the voice deep and a males. "h-hello?" Your voice was quiet, and meek I'm return making you cringe slightly.
You heard an airy chuckle before he continued. "It's nice to meet you, y/n. I'm Joseph. now I'm assuming you're calling this line for specific reasons?"
"y-yes. I have a family dinner coming up....I really dont want to hear it from them..." You rubbed the back of your neck, glad you weren't making eye contact with the guy.
"I hear ya doll. My coworkers are the same way. So what day is this family get together?"
"Um, this saturday?"
You hear some rustling followed by papers being flipped before he settled down. "That's perfect, actually. I'm off that day so we can arrive together to make it more believeable."
oh God, this is really happening! you were gonna introduce a total stranger to your family just to get them off your back. "c-can we meet the day before? I'll pay for it if I need to!"
He hummed in thought "mmm how does dinner sound then? We have a day of filming that Friday, but I can meet you for dinner?"
Once again, you nodded before giving a verbal response. "That sounds fine. Um, do you know that mom and pops Cafe on first?"
"Cara's Cafe?"
"Yes! how does that sound."
he chuckled again, putting down whatever paper he was holding. "Sounds great, doll. Here, let me give you my number so we can keep in contact."
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It was a good thing you took his number when you did. Due to come technical issues, filming took longer than he thought, so he texted you to let you know.
So now you sit at the booth staring out the window, trying to calm your nerves. it wasn't a real date. Yet you were still meeting a stranger like it was. "I should've had Vex ghost our date."
As soon as sighed the bell above the door rang. Looking up and away from the window, your eyes meet with the one most beautiful brown eyes. The mam attached to them wasn't hard to look at either. If you didn't believe he was an actor before, you certainly did now.
He talked with the waitress before making his way to your table. "y/n?" You go to stand up, but he stopped you simply holding his hand out for you to shake, smiling down at you. "It's fine, really. It's nice to finally meet you."
You take his hand, giving him a nervous smile. "y-you too, Joesph."
"Joe is fine, doll." He sat down across from you, the smile never leaving his face.
"Are you sure?"
"Well, seeing as we have to pretend we didn't just meet each other recently, I would say so." He shrugs
"Okay... Joe," it felt weird saying his name in such a friendly manner despite just knowing him, but at the same time, it felt....nice?
"So I'm assuming you wanted to early to get to know me better." You nodded,"Smart. Then let's get started, doll."
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The "date" went pretty well, you felt. You leaned the basics of his life and even got to hear what him and his costars. He seemed somewhat laid back, which put you at ease. You might even have to thank Vex later for the suggestion.
A knock bounced off the walls of your quiet living room as you placed the finishing touches on your outfit. "coming!" You called gathering your phone and keys.
When you opened the door, you had to stop gasping. He dressed really nicely. it wasn't a suit and tie, but damn did he look good.
He eyes you up and down, giving a low whistle. "Damn, you clean up nicely, doll." He held out his elbow for you to take. "Are you ready?"
You shut and lock the door behind you before wrapping your arm around his own. "You know I could say the same thing about you."
He chuckled, watching your movements. "What can I say? I wanted to leave an impression."
The two of you were making your way to your car when you scoffed. "On my parents? why? you will only see them once."
"Who says I wanted to impress them?"
When the two of you got close, you unlocked your car. However, before you could open the door to the driver's seat, Joesph beat you to it, opening the door for you. You turned to him face slightly red with a raised eyebrow. "Man, you really want to be hired again, huh?"
He smirked and simply shrugged. when you got into the car, he shut the door before making his way to the other side and climbing into the car. "Show me your music taste doll."
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Joseph would be lying if he said it wasn't awkward at first. He was surrounded by strangers, but he played the role of boyfriend pretty well. Their father even seemed to take a liking to him, even asking for his help with the grill, and even bring him a cold one whe. got one.
The can opened with a pop followed sizzling from the carbonation before he took a long swig of the drink. "So how did you and my kid meet?"
Joesph had just opened his can when he looked up at your father. "Online dating. They just...stood out to me."
Your dad looked him up and down as if trying to determine if he was telling the truth. "Did you find out what the something was yet?"
"No, but I plan sticking around to find out and after."
Your dad smiled, patting him on the back. "Good man, Joe. Now come on! these burgers aren't gonna flip themselves!"
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You watched from afar as Joesph interacted with your family. He was certainly putting his acting skills to use as he happily talked with your father and uncle. Not only did he get along with adults, but the kids seemed to love him as well. always showing him the things they color or make in minecraft. God, how has he not settled down by now?
"You made a good choice hun." You jumped slightly as your mom stood beside you, watching the crowd with you. "Heck even your dad likes him, and that's feat of its own."
You hummed, taking a drink of the drink in your hand. "Yeah. It kinda surprising, honestly."
Your mom chuckled. "Me too, but he must see something in him. It must be your sign."
You scoffed, rolling your eyes if only she really knew. "Come on, mom, let's finish these sides before dads finished."
She watched you uncertain for a few seconds before nodding. "You're right. You know how your father doesn't like to eat cold burgers."
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As the night came to a close, you couldn't help but feel anxiety. Due to your families curiosity, you didn't get to spend much time with Joe. At first, you didn't mind, but the more he interacted with your family or they said something sweet about him, you couldn't help but feel your heartache.
At first, you didn't understand why, but the more you thought about it, the more you couldn't deny that he was perfect. He got along with your family, polite to you, and even seemed to care as he would constantly check in with you through the evening. It felt almost cruel.
You knew from the start that this was all fake. You knew after tonight that you may never see him again. Yet your heart yearned for more. For something you felt you couldn't have.
"Is everything okay dear?"
You nodded "yeah sorry mom, ....just tired. Work and all."
You could feel her eyes on you before turning back to crowd "Your just like your father in that aspect. Lean on Joe a bit more. let him lighten your load."
You sighed "I think it's time for us to go mom. I still have work in the morning.
she nods in understanding, opening her arms to you. You wrapped your arms around her in a warm hug. "I understand, and please, you guys, come see us soon."
"We will, mom."
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The car ride home felt weird. You both sat quietly as the soft sounds of the music you were playing flowed through the speakers. You wanted to say something anything really, but you didn't know what.
Joseph seemed to be thinking the same thing since he was the first to speak up. "You have a nice family doll... So friendly and loving."
You smiled, your eyes still trained on the road ahead. "Thank you...We try."
he hummed in response as the music began to fill the gap again. "You know this went so well it makes me feel like I should meet your family next." As soon as the words left your mouth, you felt yourself cringe.
Joesph was silent before letting out an unamused huff. "I would rather you not." You opened your mouth to apologize for making the comment, but Joesph continued before you could."They are awful. I would rather you meet my coworkers."
You closed your mouth, unsure how to take that comment. As you pulled into your driveway, putting the car in park, you sat there for a minute. You thought Joesph would have gotten out of the car as soon as it was parked with an awkward goodbye, but he didn't.
Instead, he stayed in the car with you, his eyes trained on you. "I....had a really good time, Joe. Maybe I can find another excuse to hire you again."
"Hmmm, counter offer. What if instead we go on an actual date? No company involved. Just us." You turned to him surprised only to be met with a slightly nervous look on Joseph's face. "I had a good time too, and I know a good thing when I see it. If you're down for it, I want to keep this good thing going."
You watched him for a couple minutes waiting for the got you moment, but it never happened. He looked at you earnestly yet nervously, waiting for your response. "Okay, let's try it."
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Forced Love (Kim Sunwoo)
[Yandere themes. Contains stalking, murder and what not. 6k+ words. Enjoy :) idk what else to write 😪]
Run
That's all you had in mind. Run. No matter what just keep on running. You knew this was one of the only chance you will get. No way you were gonna miss it. All you had to do was get to the roadside and look for someone who could save you. You knew that you could not make it out at night. Looking around, you climbed on the highest tree in hopes of not getting caught. Your adrenaline rush made you lose all your sleep.
Relaxing for a bit but still being alert you carefully looked down...seeing how Sunwoo was looking around while looking for you. You held in your breath as you saw how he stopped right under you. One wrong move and you're done for...he stopped for a while as he was catching his breath. As he started running again you finally took a deep breath.
You stayed on the tree till Sunwoo came back again. As soon as he came back you waited for some time to make sure you were not caught. After a while you slowly got down and started running towards the road side.
You have been running for quite awhile. You frantically looked around for a place from where you could call your sister. You knew it was best to call from a telephone. On a distance you saw a telephone booth. It looked quite old so you hoped that it would still work. Immediately running there you removed the few coins you had stollen from Sunwoo.
You waited for the other other line to pick....ring after ring..."Hello?"
As soon as I heard her voice my tear's started flowing. "Miyeon..." "Y/N? Is...is that really you??" I could hear how shocked she was. Chocking back my sob "Yes...can you come pick me up? I don't know where I am. I am really scared. It's a blessing I still remember your number. I am really scared unnie..." forming these words got more hard as you started noticing how much of a bad condition you were in. "Stay...stay where you're! I will track your location down with police help! I am coming, hmm?" "Please come fast. I can't hold up any longer. And I don't know on when he will come back again. Please I don't want to go there again unnie." "I am coming. Just be on the line!"
Those small minutes felt like hours. Being here was already hard enough knowing Sunwoo can come here anytime. As I was about to doze of I saw a car coming in front of me. Looking up I saw Miyeon coming out of the drivers seat. I immediately stood up and ran towards her.
"Oh my god. Y/N...baby you look so thin. Come on. Sit." Saying that she made me sit beside her as she immediately started the car. As soon as I came in the care of my sister I immediately dozed of because of fatigue and lack of sleep.
"Y/N...wake up." I slowly pried my eyes open as I saw that we were in a drive thru. "Would you like some burger and chicken wings?" I nodded at whatever she said. "Here. Have some Matcha latte till we get the order." I slowly took the drink from her hand as I took a sip of it. With a content sigh I slowly looked out the window. "For...how long was I missing?" I asked slowly as I turned my head towards Miyeon... "6 months. Each day felt like hell knowing you were in trouble. I tried everything. I even called Kevin to look for you but there were no traces of you. It's like.....you just disappeared." I took in everything she said. I knew that I was missing for a long time but almost a year? Who would have known what would have happened if I wouldn't have escaped Sunwoo....
"Oh here. Eat up. With Kevin's help I have booked a flight for both of us. We will board the flight tomorrow night. It is the best if you don't contact anyone....we're going back to mom and dad. Joshua is also with them. Don't contact anyone till we're in the plane."
I nodded my head as I took a bite of my burger. I was definitely not going to take any risk of getting caught. So contacting anyone else is something I would not even think about.
🐾The next day 🐾
I was packing all my clothes in my luggage. I am not at all gonna take anything thing else from here rather then the clothes same goes to Miyeon. Who knows what Sunwoo might have done to them.
We even bought a new pairs of shoes in case there was a tracking device on the previous ones. Right now Kevin was in my room helping me pack my clothes.
"Well I guess that's all...." I said as I looked around the room incase I left something... "thank you for coming to help me Kev. I really appreciate it.."
"It's okay Y/N. Oh by the way I will also come to Canada after settling some things here."
"Please be careful now that you will be alone here. I don't trust Sunwoo. Settle everything as fast as possible." I was worried that Sunwoo might hurt Kevin. Knowing how he can get I was worried about Kevin's safety.
"Don't worry. I can take care of myself. I will make sure not to be out late at night. Come on. Let's order some Chinese food." We that we both exited my room as we went to the living room.
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I was busy keeping my bag in the backseat as Miyeon was having some talk with Kevin. I sighed as I waited for her and Kevin to come. Miyeon came and sat in the backseat as Kevin sat in the drivers seat.
He started the car as soon as they both got in.
As we were on our way to the airport I kept looking out the window.
"What's bothering you?" I heard Kevin ask as I looked at him. I shrugged my shoulders as I looked out the window again.
"I...I don't know. I am just worried that what if Sunwoo finds me again. Just nervous that's all."
"Hey you don't have to worry. Nothing will happen to you there. We will make sure of that. I will make sure of that. You can also pursue your career in literature how you always wanted to. I know some great universities and Joshua is also there for you."
I sighed as I nodded my head. I am just overthinking probably. Nothing can go wrong. We just have to board this plane and this nightmare will come to an end. I closed my eyes as I wanted to have some peace.
"Um...Kev...do you see that car? I think we're being followed..." as soon as I heard what Miyeon said I shot my eyes open as I looked at the rear view mirror. Seeing that car bought back...memories. Unwanted memories. I looked at Kevin. "That's...that's Sunwoo's car Kev. What do we do now??" I said nervously as I glanced at him. He had a straight face on as she slowly started speeding up.
"Kevin you can't stay here. He knows you now. You have to come with us. It's dangerous for you to stay here alone. Once we get to the airport he won't be able to do anything in front of all those people. Let's book a flight for you, if we can find one with us it's better. I can't let you be alone here." Miyeon said as she contacted someone on her phone.
"Yes Kev. You can't stay here any longer. At least alone. Sunwoo is dangerous. You will have to come with us." I said that as I rubbed his hand in assurance which was on the side.
Kevin glanced at me as he gave me a small smile. "I will. Don't worry. I can't leave you alone there when I know  what you have been going through."
I grew anxious every passing second. As soon as we got to the airport me and Miyeon went out of the car as we took our bags. Miyeon had called one of our close friends to come and pick up our car.
From my side I could see Sunwoo getting out of the car making me panic. Miyeon immediately took my hand as we ran in the airport. Kevin went ahead to get a ticket for himself.
"Did you get a ticket?" I asked as I nervously looked at him
"Yes. Luckily there was one seat left. Come on now."
We immediately boarded the plane. As we sat down on our respective seats I looked at Miyeon with a worried look.
"Sunwoo now knows that we're going to Canada....we can't stay there...what do we do now??" I asked as I started biting my nails in nervousness.
"Don't worry. As soon as we get of this plane we will immediately board the plane which will take us to LA. We can't stay a night in Canada. It will be dangerous. You stay here. I will go and talk with Kevin about this." Saying that she kissed my forehead as she walked away.
Sighing I decided to take a nap.
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We just got of the plane. Miyeon was booking our flight tickets as we both sat down. I was looking around as Kevin spoke up
"You up for Starbucks? I am thirsty and we could use some coffee to keep us awake." I nodded at him as I stood up.
Me and Kevin went to Miyeon to ask her if she wanted anything. After that we both went to Starbucks. As we gave our order to the cashier we both sat down at a vacant table.
"So what are you gonna do in LA? You got dragged in all of this because of me." I said that as I looked at Kevin with a small pout on my lips.
"Hey. None of this is your fault. I decided to help you. And I can do some work there. Till we settle down I can work in a cafe or something. Then I can start my art there too. Let's see what life brings ahead of us. Cheer up now." I nodded as I gave a small smile to Kevin.
We went back to Miyeon once we got our order.
"Where's my sandwich and drink?" She asked me as soon as she saw me.
"Calm down woman. Here's your order. I may have drank some of your drink." As soon as I said that she glared at me and hit me on my head. "Where's your food?" Miyeon asked as she took a bite of her sandwich. I looked at Kevin as he passed me my food.
"At what time is the flight?"
"In a hour or so. We will reach LA late  at night. So we will have to book a hotel room for us. I already looked for some nice hotels there. You both can choose one amongst yourself." I nodded as I took a bite of sandwich. Silence fell upon us as we enjoyed our food.
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We all boarded our plane to LA. It has been a while since we're on the plane. Miyeon and Kevin were asleep. I couldn't get myself to sleep again. This all still feels like a dream. Escaping from Sunwoo and now getting away from him.
I was lost in my thoughts when I heard Miyeon shuffling in her sleep. I looked at her as she slowly opened her eyes. She looked at me as she gave a small smile to me.
"Can't sleep? Something bothering you?" She asked as she drank some water. I slowly shook my head as a no as I placed my head on her shoulder. She slowly started patting my head in a soothing manner as I started speaking.
"I just can't grasp the situation fully yet. I am still processing. In a short amount of time a lot has happened. I just wish....it stays this way." I said that as I stared up at Miyeon. She looked down at me as she booped my nose making me whine lowly.
"I also wish that nothing more bad happens. Well on the bright side...mom, dad and Joshua will be here in LA till Sunday. They have a house here in LA. We can stay there. Now come on. Get some sleep. I will wake you up once the food comes." I shook my head at her words.
"Let's talk....order some coffee. Let's have some talk. I wanna catch up with you." I said that as I looked up at her. Miyeon smiled widely at my words as she immediately ordered coffee for us.
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We just got of the plane. I stretched my body as me and Kevin waited for Miyeon to come. We three took a cab to our hotel. We had already booked a room for us. We were staying in the same room....Miyeon said that it's the safest this way for now. Incase something at night happens we will be there for each other to protect us.
"Kev...can you order something sweet for me?" I said that as I was doing my night routine. Kev looked at me as he sighed.
"Y/N...we're about to go to sleep. Do you have to eat something sweet?" I nodded my head eagerly as he shook his head while getting to the telephone.
Once the food came. I shared some of it with Miyeon and Kev. I brushed my teeth after eating as I went to bed.
"Can we get myself a phone or something? I would need it anyways." I said that as I was getting my bed ready. I saw how Miyeon nodded her head.
"We will get a MacBook for you. Mom already transferred some money in Kevin's account. We can go there tomorrow."
🐾The next day🐾
I wore a a pair of shorts with a crop top and a pastel colour cardigan on top. Me and Miyeon headed out as Kevin was getting ready.
As we reached the mall I immediately went in the store.
"Are we only gonna buy a MacBook for me?" I said as I look at Miyeon and Kevin. Kevin shook his head as he came beside me.
"We're gonna get ourselves a phone. We will get new sims for both of us same goes to your once we buy a phone for you. For now a MacBook should do..."
"But won't I need a phone to use a MacBook? I can't use my old iCloud account." I looked at Miyeon with a questionable gaze.
"Oh...you're right. Let's also buy a phone for you." I clapped my hands as we started looking for a phone.
After we were done shopping we went to a nice restaurant which was in the mall.
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It was Sunday today. We three went to the airport to pick up mom, dad and Joshua.
As were were waiting for them I saw a familiar figure coming out of the airport.
"Shua! Here!" I heard Miyeon scream on top of her lungs.
The figure who was supposedly Joshua looked at us as he went back inside. In a while he came back outside with mom and dad.
My eyes immediately welled up with tears as I ran towards my dad and hugged him.
"Look at you. All grown up." He said that as he caressed my hair in a loving manner. I broke the hug as I looked at my mom.
"Why have you grown so tall? You're taller then me now. And were you not eating anything. Look how thin you've become." She kept going on as I just hugged her. Breaking the hug I looked at Joshua as he opened his arms.
I immediately went and hugged him as he caressed my back. "Gosh...peaches. You're still a cry baby."
"How can I not cry?! I missed you so much when I was in Korea. Especially at that time." We both broke the hug as Miyeon was with mom and dad.
Kevin and Joshua hugged each other as we all went and sat in the car.
"Y/N do you wanna eat some food before going home?" I heard mom ask from the front seat. I shook my head as I just wanted to go home and rest in my room there.
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It has been a while since we all settled here in LA. My life here was getting better. I got into a good university with Kevin's help. I was starting to get more comfortable with Miyeon then I was before.
You can also say that I might have a potential boyfriend. We have not started dating yet because of my past trauma but he was okay with it. He was okay to wait for me which I was glad about.
Right now me, Miyeon, Kevin, Joshua and Minhee were in this cafe we just found.
I was just sitting while listening to music when Kevin removed my headphones and screamed in my ear.
"What is wrong with you!" I screamed at him as I rubbed my ears. He just smiled at me as he started speaking.
"Go and order some drinks for us. You're the only one who is sitting here and doing nothing. All of us are busy doing work unlike you." I just glared at him as I kicked him under the table while standing up.
"Fine. What do you guys want?" I asked as I stood beside Minhee.
"Strawberry milkshake for me!" Miyeon said as she gave me her wallet.
"Americano for me and Caramel Java Chip Frappuccino for Kevin." I looked at Minhee as he stood up.
"I will come with you. You can't bring all of this on your own." He said that as I smiled shyly. Joshua saw me as he nudged both Miyeon and Kevin.
I just walked away from there as fast as possible knowing how they will tease me. I went to the front as I waited for someone to come and take our order.
In less then a minute a guy came out. He looked a bit older then us. He stared at me for awhile before he started speaking. Minhee must have noticed that as he protectively held his hand on my waist.
"Hi. What would you like to order?" The guy said as his eye's never left my face. I slowly went and stood beside Minhee trying to hide myself as much as possible.
"A strawberry milkshake, Two Americano's, one One Caramel Java Chip Frappuccino and what do you want Y/N." my attention immediately went to Minhee as I answered his question.
"Chocolate chip Frappuccino for me." I said as I held Minhee's hand more tightly.
We were told that they will come and serve our drinks to our table so we went back there.
I slowly sat down as I looked at Minhee "Did you also find that guy weird or was it just me?" Minhee gave me a nod as he took a seat beside me.
"Even I found him weird. Maybe it's just our mind playing games with us." After that till our order came we talked about some random things.
In a while the same guy came back to our table with our orders. The more I looked at him the more he looked familiar to me.
"Hi I am Eric and here is your order. Hope you guys enjoy it." As soon as I heard that name I started thinking more.
I have heard that name somewhere...where was it? Was it-
"Y/N? Yah!" I heard Miyeon yell as she kicked me under the table. I rubbed the part where she kicked me as I looked at her with a annoyed expression.
"Stop kicking me will you?" I said as I took my Frappuccino from Kevin's hand who was about to take a sip.
"What were you thinking about?? You looked so lost." Joshua said as he took a sip of his americano. I shook my head as I took a sip of my drink.
"That Eric guy...he looked oddly familiar to me. Even his name. It's as if I have seen him somewhere. I just can't recall where." I said as I started thinking again.
"It must be nothing. Your mind must be just playing games. Stop thinking about him."
"Maybe you're right..."
We all were just enjoying our time together. We didn't even realise that it was starting to get dark outside.
We immediately packed our things as we exited the cafe. As I was the last person to do so. I looked inside the cafe again to see that Eric guy staring at me.
I immediately exited the cafe after seeing that.
"It is her. I am sure of it. I even saw that Kevin guy with her and her sister. But the thing is...there was this dude with her. He was way to close to her for your liking."
"When are you coming? Till Monday? Okay. Yeah sure...I will keep an eye on her...Sunwoo don't worry."
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It has been a few days since we went to that cafe. After that small incident I stopped going out a lot. Scared something might happen.
Whenever I went out it felt like I was being followed but I didn't see anyone. That's why I now always carry pepper spray with me. I make sure that it is with me.
I was in my room doing some of my university work when Joshua entered my room. I looked at him as I went back to what I was doing.
"Y/N~ can you do me a favour?" Joshua said as he sat down on my bed. I turned my chair towards him as I told him to go ahead.
"We're out of ramen. Can you go and bring some?? And also bring some ice cream? Please."
I sighed as I stood up while nodding my head. I have been locked up inside this room for way to long. Might as well go and do some work.
I went out of my room with him following me. 
"Do you only want ramen and ice cream?? Nothing else?" He nodded his head as I stepped out of the house. I put on my hoodie as I started walking ahead with my hands in my sweatpants pockets.
As I was getting close to the convenience store I felt like I was being followed again. I slowly turned my head around trying not to look suspicious as I saw a figure walking behind me.
I almost froze as I immediately recognised that figure. No it can't be....I removed my phone from my pocket acting as if I was changing the song.
I clutched the pepper spray in my hoodie pockets tightly as I entered the store.
I immediately called one of my university friends. Calling Minhee could put him in danger. I don't want that. She lives really close to the store so she can reach here in two minutes or so.
"Hey...um can you come to the convenience store near your house. I am there right now...yeah. Sure."
I went to the ramen section as I picked some of them. I put them in the basket I took on the way here as I went to get some ice cream.
As I was getting the ice cream I felt the presence beside me. I tried ignoring him but he held my hand when I put it in the fridge.
"Long time no see...puppy." I immediately froze when he started talking. I looked at him for a brief second as I pulled my hand away from him.
I took the ice cream as I went to the cashier but before I could get there Sunwoo stopped me and turned me around.
"I looked for you everywhere and this is where you came? Tell me how more dumb can you get."
He said that as he held my jaw and came close to my face. I immediately pushed him away from me.
"Stay away from me. I don't want anything to do with you! You ruined my life enough already. Please don't ruin it more. Just stay away..." I said those words as I rushed to the cashier.
The cashier saw my distressed face as he asked me if I was okay. I nodded my head and kept looking back. As soon as I got my stuff I left the store. I knew he was gonna follow me so I kept the pepper spray bottle close to me.
As I was walking I saw my friend, Erica coming in this direction. I immediately ran towards her as I hugged her tightly.
"Y/N? Hey. What happened? Why do you..." her voice trailed of as she saw a figure standing not so far away from us. As if she understood what happened she took my hand as we headed to my house.
She took the keys from my hand as she opened the door.
"Miyeon! Are you home?" Erica yelled as she took me to the couch. She went away and came back in less then a minute with a glass of water.
I took the glass in my hand but it kept on shaking so Erica took it and helped me in drinking water.
Soon we heard footsteps coming downstairs. I was still in shock so I didn't even care to look up. I brought my legs up to my chest as I stared at nothing.
"Y/N? What happened peaches?" I heard Joshua asking as he rushed towards me. He immediately sat beside me as he took me in his embrace.
I started crying in his embrace.
"Erica...what happened?"
"I don't know actually. She called me a while ago saying that she is being followed and told me to come to the convenience store. As I reached there she immediately ran up to and hugged me. She was shaking badly till I reached there. When I looked back there was a man standing there in all black. Taking the clue I immediately brought her here."
"I see...thank you for bringing her Erica. Why don't you stay here. I don't think it's safe for you to go out now."
As I calmed down till then everyone was already there. I slowly sat straight and brought my knees near my chest.
"He is back...Sunwoo is back." I said quietly but they heard it.
"Are you sure?" Joshua asked as he looked around to see everyone's faces.
"I am sure Shua. I saw him. He talked with me. I am scared. I am scared to be alone. I am scared to even step outside of this house."
My tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. Joshua again hugged me as he rocked me back and forth.
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It has been a week or so since I had that encounter with Sunwoo. I was always in my room the entire time.
Minhee came to check up on me from time to time. I was thankful for that. I just wanted all of this to end.
Today was a bit different tho. Today was Miyeon's birthday. She wanted to go to this club which is near my university. I never really had any reason to go there until today.
I got dressed in a black short dress as I wore a pair of heels. I didn't want to go but because today is her birthday I decided to do what she wants.
It was already 8 pm. I went downstairs to see Miyeon and Joshua together. Kevin and Minhee were not in sight. I was about to ask them about Minhee when Joshua beat me to it.
"Minhee and Kevin both are in the car peaches. Come on. Let's get going." I nodded as we three exited the house.
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"Why did I agree to this again?" I said as soon I entered the club. Miyeon just pushed me so that I can walk ahead.
"Have some fun. Relax and chill out a bit. You worry to much." I shrugged at Miyeon's words as I went to get myself a drink.
"We all are going to the VIP room. Come there once you get the drinks." I heard Kevin say as they all went ahead except for me and Minhee.
"So...how are you holding up?" Minhee asked as he waited for our drinks to arrive. I shrugged while looking around. "It's so so. I know that anything can happen so I still have my pepper spray with me." Minhee smiled at me as he ruffled my hair a bit.
As soon as the drinks arrived we headed towards the room. As we entered the room we saw the three of them doing...something. We just set the drinks on the table as they all took one for each.
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"Miyeon stop drinking! Kevin stop whatever you're doing! Minhee Y/N! Help me. Come on guys. It's late already we have to go home- no Miyeon!" We all looked at Miyeon as she started puking.
I sighed as I went towards her and held her hair up. "Shua you clean her up. I will go and find someone who can clean this up." "Take someone with you" I shook my head as I headed outside "I will be fine. I will be back in no time!"
I exited the room as I looked for a staff who could clean all the mess we created. As I was looking around I saw a figure leaning against the wall towards the washroom. I was about to head back when I saw Eric in front of me.
I gulped as I looked at that figure again. I decided to go past him but he held my hand as he dragged me with him. Coming to a abrupt stop I saw Sunwoo in front of me. 
"Had fun puppy? Now how about you come back to me?" He said that as he rubbed his thumb on my lower lip. I sighed as I looked for a way to get out of this situation. "Eyes here puppy. I am speaking with you!"
"Why don't you just stay the hell away from me? What did I ever do to you!"
"I am like this because of you! It's all your fault I am obsessed!" I scoffed at his words as I moved my hair back.
"I never even talked with you! Hell I didn't even know you existed till you came in front of me that day!"
"That's the thing! You didn't do anything yet I am behaving like this crazed maniac! All you have to do is submit yourself to me! Do that and we can live happily!” He said all that as he kept coming close to me.
I took slow steps back. When I knew that Eric wasn't paying attention I immediately pushed him hard as I ran out of there.
I didn't even make it till my room when I was pulled somewhere. Before I could scream I was hit on my head with something heavy.
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I woke up to my body hurting all over. I looked around but I couldn't see anything. My whole body was paining.
As I was trying to figure things out I heard the door open and close. I tried my best to stay calm but the minute the cloth was removed from my eyes my blood ran cold.
There stood Sunwoo in front of me with blood all over his clothes. I hoped that what I was thinking was not true.
"It looks like my puppy is awake now. Wanna know what I did with Miyeon? But I am afraid you will feel sick while hearing all of that. Why don't I just take you to her?" Before I could even respond he harshly held my wrist as he pulled me up.
Now looking down I saw how there were numerous cuts on my whole body. I was walking wherever Sunwoo was taking me.
He stopped in front of a room making me halt my steps. "I am telling you. All of this happened because of you puppy." As he said that he opened the door.
Fresh smell of blood hit my nose making me gag. I looked around in horror. Miyeon and Kevin were in this room. They both were badly injured. Injured might also be the wrong word. They looked dead.
"You can consider them dead at this point. They shouldn't have helped you to be fair. Face the consequences." My legs gave up on me as I fell down on the cold ground. Tears streaming down my face endlessly.
"Why...why are you doing this to me?" I lowly whispered as I looked at Kevin and Miyeon.
"I told you puppy. Do something unforgivable...then you face the consequences. Hell you ran away from me for months. Now get up. You would now also want to check up on your little lover boy. Eric took care of him. Hope he didn't do much damage to him and your brother."
Seeing that I had no signs of getting up myself he picked me up as he took me to another room. I kept staring at Miyeon and Kevin as tears didn't stop for a moment.
Sunwoo and I entered the room. I gasped as I saw Eric making cuts on Minhee. As soon as Sunwoo put me down I was ready to run towards him when Sunwoo held my hand again.
"Where do you think you're going?" Sunwoo asked as he glared at me. "You will kill him! Stop it. Please. I...I give up." I yelled as I kept on trying to break free from Sunwoo's grip.
"Y/N that is not how it works dear. To be fair...this guys life is in my hands." I heard Eric say as he walked towards us.
"You want me right? Please let them go at least. I will do anything, hmm? No more, plz.” I pleaded as I hoped these two will listen to me.
"No more." Sunwoo walked towards Minhee
"Y/N...I...I love yo.." before he could even finish his sentence Sunwoo shot him dead.
"Nooooo!" I yelled as my legs gave up on me.
"Why are you crying over him!? He is nothing to you! I should be the only one that should matter to you!" Sunwoo yelled as he came towards me.
"You...you killed him...you killed everyone I love. There is nothing left for me all because of you!" I yelled as I glared up at him.
"We will get that attitude out of you but before that.." he turned back as I followed his gaze. My eyes widened as I shook my head.
"Sunwoo...please no don't do it. I..." before I could even finish my words I heard the clicking of the gun and he shot him.
I screamed as I saw Joshua dead in front of me.
"You can't do this to me! Let me go please." I kept thrashing around in Eric's arm as he tried calming me down.
Seeing no response from Sunwoo I screamed more. Slowly my body started giving up and soon everything went dark.
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I entered the room Y/N was in. I slowly put the first aid box down as I started treating her wounds trying not to wake her up.
After I was done I stared at her as I moved some strands of her hair away from her eyes.
"Why did you have to runaway? I thought we were doing good." I said as I looked at her sleeping figure.
Looking at her like this in this condition made me feel bad. I knew that she shouldn't go through this...but I can't live without her. She is everything I got.
Sighing I stood up and exited the room and locked it from outside. I stood outside the room as I was lost in my thoughts.
"Everything alright?" I turned my head to the voice and saw Eric coming out of his room. I merely nodded my head as I started walking downstairs.
"Now that you got Y/N...what will you do?"
"I...I will go back to Korea once she recovers. I wanna start new. I don't want her to be scared of me."
"She will come along...soon. I mean I hope she does."
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I stared out of the window as I had nothing to do. I was to weak and hurt to escape right now and the door was locked.
Soon enough I heard the door unlocking as Sunwoo stepped inside.
"Hey...here. Your breakfast." He said as he kept the food in front of me. I pushed the food away from me as I heard him sigh.
"You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Have some please. You're already weak." I shook my head at his words as he sat down in front of me.
"Puppy...don't make me mad. Eat this. Now." I stared at him for a bit as I took the plate in my hand and took a bite. "Eat everything. You will need some energy to argue with me."
After awhile I was done. I set the plate down as I took some sips of water.
"Y/N....once you're healed. We will go back to Korea. Everything is over. Only you and me. You don't need anyone else. I am all you will ever need now." As he said that he kissed my forehead and stood up.
Before he could exit I spoke up "You're a fucking maniac Kim Sunwoo...you're forcing your love on. I will never love you." I said as I wiped my cheeks.
He turned around as he spoke with his hands in his pockets "Call it whatever you want Forced Love or not...you're still mine. At the end of the day. I am everything you got puppy." He exited the room before I could reply.
Tears slowly started flowing down my eyes. I really am stuck with him now. There is no one who can help me out now.
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jaxthejester · 3 months
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i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!
im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭
Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight
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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.
"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.
"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.
"Well damn."
The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.
Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.
"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.
"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.
"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.
"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.
"No promises!"
The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.
Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.
Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.
"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.
The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.
"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.
"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.
"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.
"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.
"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.
"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.
"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.
"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.
"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.
"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.
"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.
"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.
"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.
Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.
As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.
Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.
"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.
"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.
"I was worried. About you."
Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."
Ian smiled. "I'm glad."
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athielive · 1 year
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Mischa Bachinski X Reader
We need more ride the cyclone characters x reader content so here I am serving. This is about them getting snowed in together, I kinda wanna do a part of them hanging out whilst they’re snowed in so we will see.
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You waved goodbye to everyone and then headed out of choir practice.
There was something so comforting about that group of people which wouldn't make any sense to someone who didn’t know them. The constant bickering was mostly light-hearted and pretty good entertainment.
You walked over to the door and shoved it open seeing a few layers of snow covering the ground, Funny how much can fall in an hour.
“Y/N” You turned around to see Mischa jogging over to you. “Can I come to yours? My parents won’t be home for hours and they don’t trust me with key.”
You never understood why he still referred to them as parents, they were nothing but cruel to him. He was isolated from any substitute of a family after losing his mother and you weren't sure why anyone wouldn’t want him around. He was the most caring person in your life, anytime you needed to talk to someone or have a shoulder to cry on he would be there.
“Sure, Mom and Dad are out for the weekend but they won’t mind you coming over, just no smoking in the house.” You smiled as the pair of you continued walking back to your place.
“Take my jacket you are shivering.” He said starting to take it off.
“Don’t worry we are almost there and it's my fault for forgetting to bring one.”
He turned to you with a sceptical look, continuing to take his jacket off.
You tried to protest but before you had the chance to he began wrapping it over your shoulders. It was cosy and had the faint smell of his cologne that had faded throughout the day but still filled you with warmth.
“I feel like I look ridiculous right now,” you remarked turning to face him as he looked you up and down.
“No, it's cute. You look cute.” He smiled and kept on walking.
Thank god he wasn’t still looking, you could see the blush creeping over your face as the decision was made that he would never get this jacket back.
You arrived at your house and grabbed two cans of coke which were brought up to your room where the pair of you were sitting. He was explaining to you why Saw V was such a great movie.
“I’ve never watched it,” you laughed, “Is that bad?”
He stared at you in disbelief, “We must watch every saw movie right now.” He said heading over to your DVD case where he knew they were because he had tried to make the choir watch them the last time he was over.
He put the first one in and then came over to your bed sitting next to you.
One small thing you forgot to tell him, you hated jumpscares. Every time something popped up on that screen you moved even closer to him until you were practically on top of him.
“I hate this movie.” You sighed burying your head in between his neck and shoulder.
He laughed quietly, pulling you into a hug and rubbing your back in an attempt you make you feel better as the movie continued.
It was so comforting. You felt so much calmer in his presence, the fact he was known to be the angriest boy in town made absolutely no sense. The small town is so quick to judge everyone and it’s unfair.
Before you realised you fell asleep. He pulled a blanket over you both and shortly after he fell asleep too.
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You woke up to your phone ringing, Ocean’s contact appearing on the phone. You slipped out of Mischa’s arms and walked across to the other side of the room.
“Hello?” You whispered down the phone trying not to wake Mischa up.
“Choir’s cancelled today and tomorrow, everyone's snowed in!” she rambled, ending the call instantly after.
‘Fuck are my parents stuck too?’
You unlocked your phone to see countless texts from your Mom saying she was unsure when they would be back but to not worry because there was plenty of food in the house.
Sending her a quick text back, you put your phone down and lay down beside Mischa.
He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling while he fully woke up.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” He mumbled.
“I only just got up.” You exclaimed. “Plus you looked comfortable and I didn't want to disturb you.”
He rolled his eyes as a smile crept onto his face.
“Do I need to go now before your parents get back?” He asked.
“Good luck with that.”
He leant his head to the side, confusion evident on his face.
“Look outside genius.” You added.
He walked over to the window turning back to you with wide eyes.
“Guess you’re stuck with me for a few days.” He laughed tackling you into a hug.
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paladin-heart5 · 3 months
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Hello! Welcome to my first little story!
(and by story I mean lil fanfic of Leon Kennedy x reader haha). it's been a long time since I've written, let alone fanfiction so please be patient! But anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this. Has a bit of angst but much comfort will follow!
Summary; Leon comes home from a mission to find you struggling, mentally and emotionally.
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Re4 Leon x female! reader
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The clock reads midnight as you sit in front of your mirror. You weren't sure how long you'd been there. Your eyes are slightly red, and droopy from crying. Your brain decided to pick out every flaw it could find, and sent you down a rabbit hole of self hate. You feel ugly. It's been a week since your boyfriend, Leon, was sent on his latest mission. You weren't able to communicate much, but luckily he sent messages here and there to let you know he's okay.
You did everything you could to keep yourself busy. The apartment was cleaned up beautifully, and you had even found some more decorations to make it feel more like home. You loved to organize those things, bring a little light into your boyfriend's world. He goes through so much after all. So why are you feeling this way? It feels selfish. You miss him, and you feel like a terrible girlfriend. You're really not sure why though. You can't sleep, you just sniffle and nitpick at your appearance.
Leon carefully unlocked the door and stepped in. He wanted to be quiet in case you were asleep. A deep breath escapes him, his body feels heavy. He simply wants to lay in bed, snuggled up with you. He took his shoes off and hung up his jacket before heading towards your shared room. As he approaches the cracked open door, he notices the lamp still on, and he swears he can hear quiet sobs. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but as he slowly opened the door more, his heart sunk. You were now curled up, sobbing your sweet eyes out. He couldn't believe it, his darling girl was broken down. What could have caused this?
“Babygirl?” His voice was soft, but his concern was also clear. He steps towards you with a bit of urgency. As you look over and see him, you gasp and quickly sit up.
“Leon.. oh gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't think you-” You try to think of what to say, but your cheeks only heat up in embarrassment. Leon carefully kneels in front of you, his lips curled into a frown. He gently reaches for your hand and squeezes.
“My love, what's the matter?” He questioned with such patience. There was no sign of annoyance or frustration, only worry. You couldn't help but sniffle more, but you did your best not to break again.
“I just.. started overthinking. I feel so bad about myself, I look awful and I'm not good enough for you.” You begin to ramble, breathing was already shaky and hard to keep up with. Leon's heart shatters as he listens, how could you possibly think that?
“Shh, shh, (Y/n).” He calls softly, holding your face in his large, calloused hands. You immediately stop and tear up at the contact, you didn't realize how touch starved you are.
“You are the most precious thing in the world to me. I don't know what I ever did to deserve you. You're the reason I wake up in the morning. You have such a kind, gentle heart. And god, you're fucking beautiful, baby. I wouldn't want anyone else by my side. Please, don't bully yourself like this.” His words were full of love and passion. He adores you and it shows. You can only sob, but it's less sad this time. You cling to him, your arms wrapping around his neck. You feel his hands rest on your lower back, gently rubbing, you feel safe again.
“I missed you so much, Leon.” You whimpered softly, digging your face in the crook of his neck to get his scent. He smells of cedarwood. Leon smiles, hugging you tighter.
“I missed you more, babygirl. C’mon, let's get cleaned up and ready for bed, hm? I think we're both exhausted.” He suggests while rubbing your head. You slowly pull back and nod, rubbing your eyes. He smiled and carefully pulled you into a loving kiss. He loves to show you how much he cares for you. And who are you to deny the affection?
After the tender moment, you both stand up and head to the bathroom. Leon gets cleaned up and you both change into your pajamas. He grabs some wipes and gives your face a gentle cleaning, leaving kisses on your nose and cheeks. You giggle, the racing thoughts are slowing down. As long as Leon and you are together, you both stay afloat.
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mooodyblue · 1 year
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trying to get to you | 50s!elvis x fem!reader
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part one | part two
summary: you were supposed to hate elvis presley, but what happens when you get swept up at one of his concerts and you find yourself having feelings no girl like you should ever be having? originally requested by @thesandmanarchive
WC: 3.7k
warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI, virgin!reader, mentions of god and church, angst, overprotective parents, slight daddy kink, smut smut smut once again. sorry if i missed any tags!
notes: sorry this took awhile to get out, i got hit with writers block and have been in a slump all week so this one's kinda a mess. slowly getting motivated to write again. as always, may contain mistakes and inaccuracies! i always enjoy reading comments regarding my work so i hope y'all enjoy! ty for the love <3
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elvis was glued to the phone. he took a shower, had lunch with his band and even spoke to his own mother on the phone. the difference between his family and yours was almost funny to him. gladys and vernon loved him to death and wanted the best for him, always calling and seeing if he needed anything. your parents were overbearing, overprotective and just wanted you to be their perfect child to show off. he didn't tell gladys about you, he wasn't sure how she'd approve of tearing someone like you of their innocence. there was a bible on the side table taunting him too.
he let out a sigh, throwing himself on his back onto the bed. he laid there for awhile and stared at the ceiling with only thoughts of you on his mind. then the phone rang, causing him to jump up and answer it with a frantic hello. he let out an annoyed sigh when he heard scotty's voice on the line. "this better be important." it wasn't, he was being invited out for drinks later which he declined. "sorry scotty, i-i just wanna be alone for awhile. i'm fine, just wanna catch up on some readin'. i'll talk to you later." he slammed down the phone and laid back down.
time went by so slowly that day. there was only so much to do in a motel toom, maybe declining drinks was a bad idea. it would have given him something to do. he watched a rerun of a show, read from his bible and practiced a few songs on his guitar. glancing at the clock then back out the window, he knew you weren't going to call. he accepted it. perhaps it was just a one time thing for the both of you. this was the sign he needed to move on. there was a church down the street that looked nice, maybe it was a good idea to take a trip and think things over with god.
but god had other plans for him.
pulling into the church, there weren't many cars around. he was happy to see it empty, meaning he wouldn't have to worry about being recognized while trying to have his personal time. he wandered in, looking around and admiring the glass windows and decor around the building before taking a seat at a random church pew in the middle. he sat there mumbling about you, praying that nothing bad would happen to you even if he never saw you again. in the midst of his prayer, the doors opened and the sound of someone being rushed in filled his ears.
"daddy, there's someone in here i can't just-"
"i don't care who's in here, you're going to sit there for an hour and think about the mess you've caused!"
she was shoved in the pew next to his on the opposite side, not making eye contact and only looking straight ahead. the man with her sat directly behind her, keeping an eye and making sure she wouldn't disobey him.
elvis recognized that voice, there was a hint of sadness in it. he slowly turned his head at you then quickly back forward after realizing it was you. he met eyes with the tall jesus state across the isle, "are you testin' me right now? is this a test? you're givin' me mixed signals here." he whispered. he didn't know what to do. there was no way for him to escape without you seeing him. he gave you a quick side eye, checking to see if you've noticed him yet. should he let out a cough? clear his throat? he couldn't just whisper your name, it'd be too obvious. he let out a small cough then looked through the corner of his eye to see if he got your attention. nothing. he coughed again, gently hitting his chest to make it look as if he had something caught in his throat. "good lord." he mumbled, trying to be more convincing. you finally glanced over at him and let out a small gasp, quickly turning your head back down to your lap to pretend you're still praying. elvis bowed his head down, slightly turning it to look at you. you turned yours the same way, giving him a small, sad smile.
"are you okay?" he mouthed, quickly glancing at your father then back at you.
you raised your head and turned your body towards your father. "daddy, can i go to the bathroom? i'll come right back." he furrowed his brows at you. "you be quick. i'm watchin' you." you nodded at him and got up quickly, shooting elvis a look before rushing off to the bathroom.
elvis waited a few minutes before standing up, doing the sign of the cross once more and leaving to go see you. he looked around for the bathroom, knocking softly once he found it. you opened the door and pulled him in quickly before locking it. "what the hell are you doin' here elvis?!"
he laughed softly, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "what do you think i'm doin'? the same reason you're here. askin' for forgiveness, right?"
you shot a glare at him. "don't even start with that. this is your fault."
"my fault?" he scoffed. "i asked you over and over again yet you chose to stay the night."
you wanted to argue with him, but he was right. this was your decision and no one else's. what has gotten into you? this wasn't like you at all. elvis was like a drug to you, he was addictive and you found yourself going back to him everytime and you would be lying if you said you weren't considering sneaking out with him again.
"i should have never let you take me home. i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, my daddy was right about you! y-you're nothin' but trouble!" you snapped. elvis gave you a blank stare, arms still crossed. "a-and now i'm a disappointment to my family and to god! i'm going to hell because of you! robbin' me of my innocence, what were you thinking?" you continued on your rant as elvis stood there, staring at you and not saying a word.
"are you done?" he asked.
"huh?"
"i said, are you done?" he repeated.
you furrowed your brows at him. "y'know what, i don't have time for this!" you made your way to the bathroom door only for elvis to rush towards it, slamming his hand against the door and preventing you from leaving. "if you don't let me leave, i'm gonna yell!" he blinked, staring you down. "dad-!" he clasped his other hand over your mouth, shushing you and gently pushing you back as he leaned against the door. "you are not going to tell me to come back here just to yell at me then not let me say my peace." you rolled your eyes and gestured for him to speak.
"you are the most stubborn girl i have ever met yet i've been nothin' but nice to you. maybe you do need to be punished every once in awhile!" this was a side of elvis you didn't know existed, you were in shock. the words that left his mouth sent a small tingle down your spine. he slowly walked towards you, your back hitting against the wall as he inched his face closer to yours. "if i'm so bad for you then why do we keep runnin' into eachother? why here? at a church?" he whispered. he used the tip of his finger to raise your chin, moving his eyes to yours and down at your lips before kissing you gently. you opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to explore inside. the two of you were interrupted by a loud knock at the door followed by the shout of your name, causing you to jump.
elvis grinned at you and placed one last kiss on your neck before whispering in your ear. "remember baby, gods always watchin'" he moved out of your way, watching you walk towards the door. "one last thing," he started. you reached for the handle and looked back at him once more. "be careful." you nodded at him before rushing out and muttering apologies to your father.
meanwhile, elvis waited until the coast was clear. he ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. the night he first saw you, it was supposed to be a simple 'hey how are you doing?', get your name and possibly buy you dinner. not...whatever this was. this was only day three and he couldn't stop thinking about you. he even wondered how far you'd be willing to go with him, did you even like him? perhaps you had a point, maybe he was a bad influence on you. but he wasn't going to give up on you just like that.
he cracked the bathroom door open, looking around for you and your father before making his way out of the building and on his way back to his motel. elvis didn't drink often but god, he needed a drink. badly. once he pulled up to the parking lot, he was greeted by scotty who threw him a small wave. elvis quickly got out and rushed over to him. "where y'all headin'?" he asked. scotty cocked an eyebrow at him, "off to get a few drinks, which you declined if i can remember." elvis laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "yeah uh....can i tag along?"
well, that was a mistake. elvis had one too many drinks. he had to be dragged back to his room and thrown back onto his bed, scotty asking him "you gonna be alright?" and him responding with a bunch of slurred, incoherent words. once scotty left, he laid there and wallowed in his own thoughts. he drank to forget about you for a few hours yet you were still on his mind. how beautiful you looked the night he took you home, the way you looked on top of him last night and how you looked at him earlier at church. he missed you badly, wishing you were there to take care of him. elvis was half-hard at this point, he didn't know if it was because he was thinking about you or if it was the warmth from the alcohol-maybe it was both. part of him felt silly for thinking about you in such ways. would he even see you again? who knows. he'll sleep off these feelings about you, play a show tomorrow and maybe find another girl to help him get over you.
he regetted those drinks the next day, barely making it through rehearsals and even dozing off during lunch. but he was going to put on a good show regardless. the announcer said his name, introducing him as he walked out to the crowd, guitar around him as he waved to everyone and flashed that beautiful lip curling smile he's so known for.
it was a beautiful crowd, everyone was enjoying the moment, no worries at all. it was interesting though, when you think about it, fans like him for his looks or his music but they didn't know a single thing going on in his personal life, they didn't know the moment he stepped off stage he'd go back to his room and stress over missing you and worrying if you're okay. and as if someone were reading his mind, he was looking out into the crowd, there you were, looking directly at him from the back, dressed as if you were hiding from someone. if he could, he'd jump off stage and run right towards you. hell, he wanted to sing the rest of the show in 2x speed just to make it go faster.
after a few more songs, it was finally over, saying a quick "thank you" to everyone in the audience and rushing off stage, tossing his guitar to someone and running to find you.
"y/n!" he shouted, running towards you. you took your sunglasses off, giggling at an out-of-breath elvis in front of you from running to you. "why are you here? thought i was nothin' but trouble to you. speaking of which, i thought you were supposed to be in trouble" he said, putting his hands on his hips.
you shrugged. "thought about what you said yesterday. maybe you had a point. i'm a fully grown adult anyway."
he raised an eyebrow at you. "is this a trap? why the sudden change?"
you looked around the venue, "can we talk? in private, maybe?" elvis nodded in response, taking your hand. "i'm sure i can sneak you backstage."
with elvis's growing stardom, the last thing he needed was for his manager to see him with a girl. 'the fans need to know that you're available' he once said. but he wouldn't admit that to you, at least not now anyway. you had your own problems to deal with and he didn't want to add on to your troubles. to his surprise, he did a pretty good job at hiding and sneaking you around.
he allowed you inside his dressing room, locking the door behind him and taking a seat on the couch. he spread his legs slightly and motioned for you to come sit. you took a seat in his lap, his hand immediately going to your back and keeping you secure on him. "what's goin' on, little one? talk to me."
"i think ive realized, when i'm with you, i don't feel the need to....i don't know...hold myself back?" he nodded, listening to you carefully. "when i'm at home, i have to live this strict life, i have to be perfect. i don't-i don't wanna do that anymore."
it may sound crazy, but all that time you spent locked inside a church or at home, it gave you time to think on your feelings. not just about elvis but about you. you were still true to your faith, still praying every night and seeking to your bible for guidance but the way your father has been towards you, it's not right. were you really doing anything wrong by messing around with elvis? would you actually go to hell for not having real sex with a boy that you technically weren't dating? there were still a lot of things you needed to figure out, but you'd be willing to figure it out with elvis.
"you wanna know what i think?" he moved his hand up and down your back. "you worry too much. god ain't gonna strike you down for sneaking around. shit, he may as well strike me down for the things i've done." he joked.
"and i don't wanna hear about the things you've done!"
elvis let out a laugh, "don't worry, i'll protect those innocent ears of yours." he took your hand in his, squeezing it softly. "but 'm serious baby, i ain't gonna let anything bad happen to you. i made that promise the second day we were together and i'm sticking with it. even if that means i gotta be face to face with your daddy."
"don't say that! i'm dreading the day you meet him, i just know it won't be pretty." you sighed. "how long till you leave me?"
he frowned, "leavin' tomorrow night."
you never thought you'd be saying this, but part of you didn't want elvis to leave. you didn't want to be stuck at home with your family again, you just wanted to be with elvis.
he noticed the sudden change in your mood, sneaking a hand up your dress to give your thigh a slight squeeze. "hey, you know i'll come back to see you. can't leave you behind."
you shivered at his touch, trying to shake the thoughts going through your head. "you promise?" his hand inched up more giving you the same butterflies as before, resisting the urge to close your thighs together. "mmhm." he hummed. "promise." he mumbled as he brought his lips to your neck, kissing you all over. you tilted your head to the side for elvis to get easier access.
"elvis?"
"mhm."
"c-can we...." you stuttered, not exactly knowing how to ask him to pleasure you. "what do you want baby?" he asked, taking one of his fingers and teasing you outside your panties. "c'mon, tell me what you want."
you took in a sharp inhale. "fingers, please." he smirked up at you. "only because you asked nicely." he moved your panties to the side, running a finger in between your slick folds. "fuck baby, need me that bad?" he shoved two fingers inside you, feeling you clench right around them. "so tight around my fingers, can't wait to get my cock in you one day." you moaned at his words, almost considering letting him fuck you that night, but you weren't quite ready for that yet, you weren't sure if you'd ever be ready. but the way he spoke to you in that manner, it made you want him even more.
he continued to move his fingers inside of you faster and faster, yours thighs tightening, panting heavily as you got closer to your orgasm. your hand went to his hair, tugging at it slightly as you threw your head back in pure bliss. "cum for me baby, cum for daddy." your toes curled as you let out a moan, juices soaking you and fingers. "that's my girl, so good. soaked right through your dress." he moved his fingers out of you and sucked on them, licking the juices right off.
you moved your hand from his hair and to his fully hard cock straining his pants, giving it a slight squeeze. "can i make you cum...." you rubbed your hand against his length, rubbing your thumb at the tip, grinning at the small wet spot forming through his pants. "...daddy?" he twitched under your hand, swallowing the lump in his throat. "oh fuck-yeah baby. c'mon." you hiked your dress up and placed yourself on his erection, probably making a mess of his pants, still in your soaked panties. you began rubbing yourself on him, back and forth, the friction of his pants and your wetness driving him crazy. it was driving you crazy too, feeling him against your clit and making you feel that fluttering sensation again. elvis noticed this, glancing up at you. "you gonna cum again? didn't know you had it in you." he smirked. "can i, daddy? please?" you said, riding him faster. "ah-god. yea, yea satin, with me. wait for me, baby." you nodded, more grunts leaving his lips as he felt himself throb under your panties, so soaked that you considered going home without them.
"goddamn!" he shouted, holding your hips still as he came, feeling him right under you, your second orgasm coming shortly after. you threw yourself next to him on the couch, breathing heavy and coming down from your highs. "you shouldn't say that, y'know" you panted.
he rolled his head to you, "say what?"
"that word, the g-d word."
"are you serious? after everything we just did, you're concerned about me saying goddamn?" he let out a breathy laugh.
you raised your head at him. "it's not a nice word!"
"fuck ain't a nice word either but you sure did like sayin' it a few minutes ago!" you rolled your eyes at him, laying your head back on the couch. "so i'm a sinner, sue me." he joked. you scoffed and looked over at the clock, sighing. "i have to get home."
elvis stood up, helping you up shortly after. you looked down at his pants, amused by the large wet spot on his pants. "you may wanna change." he looked down, eyes widened and rushing to change his pants. "thank god you pointed them out! that would have been embarrassin'"
he zipped up the new pair and held his hand out. you looked at him confused. "what?" he motioned his hand out, as if he was expecting something.
"i-i don't understand." he nodded his head down to your dress. "i want 'em."
"want what?"
"underwear. give 'em."
"you can't be serious!" you gasped. it was almost like he knew what you were thinking, and with no hesitation you took them off, handing them to him as he shoved them in his back pocket. "in case i don't see you tomorrow, want something to remember you by." he was dirty, but you loved it.
he opened the door, looking around and allowing you to exit first and sneaking you out before anyone could see you. the two of you walked outside, standing there for a minute till elvis broke the silence. "do you need a ride home?" he asked. "no, it's okay. i don't wanna risk it." you replied, sadly. he took your face in his hands, rubbing his thumb against your cheek before placing a soft kiss on your lips.
part of him wanted to say he loved you, but he didn't want to scare you off.
"y'know i care about you." he said softly. "if i don't see you tomorrow, i'll be here next week. i promise. i'll find you and get you outta that house, baby. remember that."
you blushed. "thank you elvis."
he pulled you in for a hug, embracing you with his arms around you. "don't thank me. you deserve to be appreciated, it's okay to not be perfect all the time." he pulled away, looking in your eyes. "but you're perfect to me. this is the best week i've had in a long time, bein' able to see you next week is what's gonna help me get through the rest of this tour."
your heart swelled at his words, almost making you tear up. "i'm proud of you y/n, you're doing good." he said, patting you on the shoulder. you took in a breath, holding back your tears. "thank you." you made a note to cry about it when you got home.
"get home safe, alright? i'll see you soon, honey." he kissed you once more before and you began to make your way home, elvis standing by and watching until he couldn't see you anymore.
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Hello :) I’m so happy I found your blog cause I have been trying to find some onyx equinox content. Can you do tezcatlipoca x Xochiquetzal reader?
Your request is music to my ears dear Anon, I would also like to see more Onyx equinox content (I need MORE Quetzalcoatl content), I hope you like it! thank you very much for your request 😊🤍🌷
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Onyx equinox fanfic.
╰► Tezcatlipoca x Xochiquetzal reader.
➤ Heldi advice: For the beginning of this story, I will base myself on the part where Xochiquetzal was the wife of Tlaloc within the myths, I know that the rain god does not appear in the series yet, but I think it would be a good start.
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💘🐆┊The goddess of love, motherhood, sexual pleasure and flowers, Xochiquetzal, you lived peacefully. You had a wonderful time with your husband Tlaloc, god of rain. Those were very good times, because spending time with Tlaloc turns out to be quite calm.
All humans adored you for bringing the happiness and love they needed, the word spread and everyone said that you were the most wonderful goddess of all, until the rumor reached the ears of Tezcatlipoca, who upon hearing such enchanting words about you, I decided to go look for you. The smoking mirror felt lonely, no one wanted to spend time with him, Yaotl was his support, but that was not enough, he wanted something more, a companion with whom to spend the rest of his life.
Without the help of his emissary, Tezcatlipoca went from corner to corner trying to find you to make you his. You kept spending time with Tlaloc, thinking that nothing bad could happen, Tlaloc was very focused on his duties as a god, and he planned his time for you. That time, you were with Tlaloc enjoying a beautiful field of flowers, the flowers made you feel happy and at peace, also, you had the rain god by your side, enjoying the beautiful flowers that reminded him of you. Tezcatlipoca searched and searched, until he found you in that beautiful field of flowers, the god upon seeing you, was surprised by such beauty.
So, in order to get closer to you, Tezcatlipoca sneaked up on you, you were distracted admiring the beautiful flowers with Tlaloc, the rain god enjoyed spending time with you, and you simply enjoyed the flowers and the rain god, Tezca He was very close, and at the perfect time, he got behind you.
"Well, well, well… look what we have here, the famous and beautiful Xochiquetzal, right?" Tezcatlipoca said with a smile on his face, as he was fascinated by your beauty.
Hearing it, you turned around, making eye contact with him, "Ah… yes, it's me…" you said a little nervous, because you didn't know what to expect.
Tlaloc, who was with you, realized what was happening, approached and exclaimed, "Not one more step Tezcatlipoca, I won't let you hurt my beloved…"
"But what are you saying Tlaloc? I wouldn't dare harm a beautiful woman like her, I was… thinking of something else", Tezcatlipoca mentioned with a slight smile, he had something in mind, you didn't know what to do, you expected Tlaloc to do something.
"What… what are you up to Tezcatlipoca?!" Tlaloc mentioned worriedly, you were still paralyzed and you decided to get away from the smoking mirror, but suddenly, Tezcatlipoca grabbed your arm to prevent you from escaping.
"Where do you think you're going, beauty?" Tezcatlipoca told you, you were scared, because you thought that Tezcatlipoca would hurt you, "LET ME DOWN!!" you screamed scared and worried.
Tlaloc tried to stop Tezcatlipoca, but he carried you in his arms, "say goodbye to your beautiful love Tlaloc" saying this, Tezcatlipoca laughed as he disappeared into black smoke, "TLALOC!! HELP ME!!!" you screamed before disappearing, Taloc ran to save you, but you and Tezcatlipoca disappeared before the eyes of the rain god, Tlaloc was left in a parade, unable to do anything, Tlaloc lost the love of his life, he left without doing or saying anything else, feeling sad and lonely.
After that drama, Tezca and you appeared in the pyramid where the smoking mirror lived. Tezcatlipoca lowered you gently, and when your feet touched the ground you looked at the steaming sponge annoyed, "Why did you do that?!" you exclaimed.
"WHY DID YOU KIDNAPPE ME!?" Are you thinking of killing me?!" You said even more annoyed.
"Me? kill you? pff, of course not dear, I wouldn't be able to hurt a beautiful lady" Tezcatlipoca mentioned somewhat optimistically, because his plan had turned out a bit well.
"So…why did you bring me here?…" you asked Tezcatlipoca, with seriousness and mistrust on your face.
Tezcatlipoca sighed, he had to tell you the truth.
"Listen Xochiquetzal… I don't mean to hurt you, I just… I wanted some company. This place… is very lonely, and for a long time I wanted to have a companion with whom to spend the rest of my life, I have my trustee by my side, but Yaotl is not enough. So I heard the rumors about you, you are the most beautiful and loving goddess I have ever heard of, so… I decided to go look for you because…" Tezca stopped , because he was afraid to declare his love towards you.
"Because did you fall in love with me? Is that why you decided to kidnap me and separate me from Tlaloc? you asked him.
"Well… you discovered me" Tezcatlipoca said something serious, because you discovered his plans, you were a very smart goddess besides being beautiful.
You gave a slight smile, took the god's hands and looked him straight in the eyes saying, "Well, I had a feeling you would find me out, from what I've heard from other gods, you're a lonely guy, and I felt bad about it. Also, it was good to spend time with Tlaloc, but sometimes it was boring, because he was always busy with the rains and making the crops bear fruit, although he always tried to have time for me… but now, I want to give you all my love You deserve someone who loves you and keeps you company"
Hearing this, Tezcatlipoca blushed a little, as your lovely words spoke to his heart, "So… you're not upset for causing the mess I made?" asked Tezcatlipoca.
"I'm still a little annoyed, yes, but that doesn't matter, I'll be willing to spend as much time as possible with you and make you happy, besides, I think you're one of the most handsome gods I've ever seen" you answered Tezca, giving a slight flirtatious laugh in the end.
"Oh please stop, I won't be able to resist such flattery" Tezcatlipoca mentioned as his heart raced.
You hugged Tezcatlipoca, thus showing your love for him, "That was my goal, to make you feel loved" saying this, you gently took him by the cheeks and kissed him on the lips.
Tezcatlipoca couldn't take it anymore, the kiss on his lips was the final piece, so the god hugged you and kissed you back.
Finally the two sealed their bond of love, Tezcatlipoca would no longer be alone, because he had you, they would spend the rest of their lives together. And since then, the two rule their part together. When Yaotl found out about this, he only congratulated them, besides, Tezcatlipoca's emissary put himself at your service.┊💘🐆
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Chapter 6! I am suddenly confronted by the fact that I need to do some serious writing exercises with Haunted Archivists to figure out their interactions. But hey this is the first draft, it can be as stilted and awkward as it needs to be, so long as it gets written :3
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I can't remember the last time a morning had gone so miserably. At least the sky is still overcast, which makes me feel a little better about life as a whole. The universe may not care about one idiot in a small town enough to change the weather for her, but it was nice to pretend it did. Josie had texted early in the morning, letting me know she had free time this afternoon, and could I call her to arrange things? I hated how quickly I sat up, not even fully awake by the time I pulled up her name in my phone and called.
She didn't even answer.
I was an idiot. As sweet as Josie was, she'd always been bad with confrontation of any kind, which meant she was probably chickening out and too afraid to talk to me directly. I missed her like hell, but I wouldn't miss this.
Instead, I send a text -- Is 3:00 ok?
By the time I'm dressed, she's texted back: Yeah.
I wait for the three dots to appear and disappear, Josie typing and erasing her message over and over again on the other side of her screen. It doesn't surprise me. No doubt she's trying to find a way to tell me how hard this is, and how sorry she is for causing trouble, and so on and so on. I feel bad sometimes. I know she's not trying to make things worse. But Josie has always been too nice for her own good, and it lead to things like this, where I had to fill in the blanks and figure out how to fix things between us in a way that would make us both happy.
I'm not smart. It took me a while to figure this out about her and how to work around it.
With a sigh, I turn on my coffee machine, and offer a compromise. How about we meet at Mean Mug, and you can get your things then
Okay, thank you.
Cool see you then.
See you. Thank you.
I force myself to put my phone down before I make the mistake of apologizing. It would honestly be easiest if I just went and dropped things off at work or outside her apartment, but there are too many valuables in there I don't want to risk getting stolen or broken before she has time to get to it. I know Josie feels bad for what she's doing, but if I say sorry, then she'll apologize and bend over backwards to make it up to me, and I've got to do enough groveling later today for both of us.
My stomach churns, and I barely force down breakfast before heading to work.
Mr. Ngo isn't happy to see me when I arrive. I mean, I knew he wouldn't be, but he really isn't happy to see me. The office feels smaller than ever, air even staler and more difficult to breathe.
"Hello Kaz," he says. He'd been going over the schedule for the next few weeks. I get a glance of the tree trimmers' contact information, and resist the urge to make a joke.
"Morning. How's things?" I try to sound chipper, but it's not believable.
My heart drops further as Mr. Ngo hesitates, and looks down at his hands. He pushes himself up from the desk with a sigh, and makes himself meet his eyes. There's none of the frustration or disappointment I'd expected. I had assumed the Haunted Archivist team would have told on me the second they left last night, but instead, his eyes are red behind his glasses.
"Mr. Ngo? Everything all right?" I think back to the phone call he'd had last night. Oh god -- Phan. In my shame and dread, I'd completely forgotten about the phone call last night. I feel like even more of an ass than before.
He sighs, pulls off his glasses and wipes at his eyes before finding his voice. "I'm...going to have to take a couple days off, Kaz. Phan came down with a fever last night, and it's not going down." He shook his head. I swallowed my guilt, and made myself wait for him to talk again. "Look, she's in the hospital right now, and doctors are looking at her. I'm sure it's nothing, but..."
"No, please. Take all the time you need. Just let me know what you need."
He sighs again, and nods. I'd never seen him look so worn out. "I didn't want to tell you this, but we have overnight guests this week."
Shit.
"I know you wouldn't have approved of me staying out late, but I was looking forward to working with these kids. They're a couple of ghost hunters, very sweet. You'll like them plenty."
Anything but that.
It's a fight to keep my face neutral, but I can feel the muscles around my mouth tense, pressing my lips into a thin line, eyes widening.
"I just need you to supervise for the next few nights. Let them in at nine and let them back out when they're ready to leave. I'll do what I can to get someone to manage the day shifts, but..."
"Anything you need, Mr. Ngo," I say, and I mean it. Forget everything else. I can't keep him from Phan, and if that means working double- or triple-time to keep things running, so be it. I knew how to reach out to funeral homes and inform them of staffing changes, I had all our contractors' information on file. There was just one burial scheduled for the week, and I'd be able to manage that just fine. "You trained me on almost everything. I promise I can handle it."
It's like a massive weight falls off his shoulders, and he deflates with relief. "Thank you, Kaz. I can always trust you to take care of things."
"Any time. You look like you need sleep. Why don't you go home, and I'll take over for the day?"
"I have to schedule..."
"The tree trimming. I see the business card. Let me handle it. Okay?"
"Okay." He hesitates. "And if you need anything --"
"I'll call. I promise. You get some sleep, okay?"
"Okay."
I walk Mr. Ngo to his car and help him in, but he sticks his head out the window one more time. "You sure you can handle it on your own?"
"I promise not to raise the dead and unleash a horde of the undead on Stronte without you."
Finally convinced, Mr. Ngo shuts the door and turns on the car. I stand in the parking lot with as reassuring of a smile as I can manage, watching him go. But as soon as the car is out of sight, any hint of levity disappears, and I fight back a wave of nausea.
Shit shit shit shit.
The Haunted Archivists hadn't told him about last night, which was good. My job here has never been at risk, but I would prefer that not to change any time soon. But there was no way to avoid them in plain daylight now. I could try to pretend that it hadn't been me last night, crouched behind a gravestone and sabotaging their work, but I could also pretend I was ten feet tall with wings and extra eyes.
I drag my sorry ass back to the office, and sit down at the desk to review the notes. It's easy to tell my chicken scratch from his perfectly-formed blocky lettering, and I sort out the various to do lists and notifications. It's hard to focus on work, my mind constantly drifting back to the inevitable meeting where I'd have to face the Haunted Archivists and admit that, yep, the assistant groundskeeper was in fact their local nemesis -- who, by the way, was so very, very sorry about last night, and, hey, can I buy all of you a coffee?
Ugh.
Schedules. Notes. The headstones had just been cleaned, so I didn't have to tend to them for another week or two. I'd have to survey the damage from the rains last night, however, and see if any burial plots were loosened and needed to be tamped back down. The diggers were coming tomorrow to prepare a new grave for the burial, and so on and so forth. It wasn't exactly easy to fall into the routine of paperwork at the best of times. I hated sitting still for long periods of time without something interesting to do, but I couldn't let things slip even an inch this week. Mr. Ngo worried about everything far too much, and the last thing I wanted was to distract him from his wife.
By the time afternoon rolled around, I had gotten most of the necessary paperwork done, which meant I was free to step outside and answer a few basic questions for visitors about the historical significance of this headstone or that unmarked grave. It wasn't officially part of my job. We had a few part-time volunteers to act as docents and tour guides to those who were interested, but I'd been here for three years and learned more than enough to fill in. 
Everyone asks about Lucille Blue. Have we seen her, when does she come out, what does she look like. But I've lived here almost five years now, walking through the graveyard to get to class if not working here outright, and I'd never seen a single orb, much less a full-body specter. I tell them as much every time.
[transition here.]
I had hoped to get a chance to talk to the team first. Step up, hold out my hand, and make my case with a friendly smile. So it was more than a little troublesome that they found me in the office instead, pulling me out of my apology rehearsals. And though I've got the nicest, sweetest smile plastered on my face when I greet them, they recognize me immediately.
"Hi." I wave. It's pathetic.
"Hi." Lourdes looks me up and down, not the least bit impressed. "We're looking for Kaz Pine. Quoc said we'd be working with her for the rest of the week."
"That would be me."
"Of course it is."
"Listen, about last night --"
[She's super unhappy]
"If it would make you feel any better, I could get on my knees and grovel?" I don't often wish I could melt into a puddle and disappear, but this felt like an appropriate moment.
"Look, we had an interview scheduled with Quoc today. Are you gonna be normal if I ask you to fill in?"
"I've literally never been normal in my life."
"Great."
Great.
Though I call it a graveyard, this is technically a cemetery, which means there's a church on the grounds. Funerals would be held by the local priest, and a grave digger would manage the burial itself. The church fell to ruin during the industrial revolution. With a population boom, the townsfolk commissioned a new church, and left this one to the elements.
Nowadays, the church is mostly used by squatters and dumb kids who think it's a cool place to hang out and summon ghosts or take photos of each other. I've seen a few people try to call themselves urban explorers for going inside, but really, they're just idiots walking around the DO NOT ENTER signs and risking a broken neck when they descend the old wooden stairs to the cellar. If they'd just wait for a tour guide, we could at least take them a safer route.
I take the Haunted Archivists to the side door and let them scout the [apse? main room] for the best lighting before sitting down to talk with them. I go over a basic history of the town and the cemetery itself, plus a few fun stories I'd heard from over the years.
"It's normal for people to take a shortcut from the residential area to the local university, or just spend time here, since it's part of the historical tours they give on the weekends. One of my old professors claimed to be haunted a couple years ago. A full-body specter of a child would follow him from one side of the graveyard to the other, and show up at the edge of his bed in the middle of the night. It got so bad that he called in a priest to help banish the dead, but not before a couple of students tried to host a seance."
"Did they find anything?" Mick asks.
"Nah. One of them -- uh." I hesitate, feeling a grimace twist my expression. "Sorry, one sec." I take a second to clear my throat, and school my expression back into something that couldn't be described as I didn't mean to mention my ex girlfriend and feel sick to my stomach now.
"You okay?"
I make a different face, and aim finger guns his way. And then, finally, I manage to recover and start over. "One of them says she saw a shadowy figure walking around in the background, but it was hard to make out any details. Just that they were too tall to be a child."
"It wasn't just a local in the cemetery at night?" I don't miss the pointed edge to the question.
"No. We didn't have a night crew at the time, and no-one else saw the figure."
"So what happened?"
"Don't know. The story kind of died down after the priest showed up, but the professor seemed to be sleeping better at least."
Mick nodded, and reviewed his notes.
"Can you give us your version of Lucille's story?"
"Don't you guys usually cover that with some aesthetic stock footage and animation?"
"For our notes, please."
Ugh. But I do as he asks. "Lucille, born Lucille Cooper, moved here with her family not long after the civil war. They just finished a railroad at the base of the mountains, and the town's population was growing fast. She met a clerk, James Blue, and they fell in love. According to legend, it was love at first sight. The newspapers say it was a three-month courtship, or whatever the equivalent was at the time, but on the day they were to be married, someone found James' body in the woods. Lucille was heartbroken, and the mayor allowed her family to sign the marriage contract for her, allowing them to be married in the eyes of the law, if not god. She wore full mourning for six months, starting to sleepwalk and getting weaker with grief. One night, her mother forgot to lock her bedroom door, and they found Lucy the next morning, curled up on James' grave, dead."
"How did she die?"
"Nobody knows. She was sickly, but not to the point of death. And there was no sign of violence either. Her clothes were rumbled, but not torn or stained. Even her mourning veil was only a little creased. There were rumors she might have poisoned herself, but nobody wanted to believe Lucille could do something like that."
"What then?"
"Then, the Blue family had her buried besides James, but there's not a single record of his ghost ever being seen. Legend has it, Lucille's still here, waiting for her husband to guide her into the next life. For the past hundred-fifty years or so, people claim to see her in her mourning gown, waiting by her grave or walking around."
"Have you ever seen her?"
I shrug -- then jump as my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out without thinking, and swallow the sudden surge of emotion. Josie's name sits on my screen, leaving me nauseated with a swirl of hope and dread in turn.
3:00? is all she's sent.
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Masterlist of the Echoes of Faerûn Series
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Rating / Warnings : Mature audiences.
Fandom, Pairing : Baldur's Gate III, Raphael x Tav (focus), Astarion x Tav (background)
Author’s notes : Little transition chapter that really should have been part of chapter one! Echo gets help from the one person he's sure wouldn't judge him from pursuing a Devil's help...
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Echo climbs down from the windmill still somewhat shaken, one-handed since he’s realised he doesn’t have any pockets in that outfit - which, in itself, is reason to be shaken. Fingers curled up tight against the now cooled little piece of metal, making his way through camp mechanically to go back to his tent. A familiar voice, insistent, manages to drag him out of his daze, and he turns to meet a carmine gaze, glimmering under a quizzical, perfectly arched brow.
“Darling, is something the matter?”, Astarion asks, seeming more curious than truly worried. “You look... Dreadful, really.” He’s never bothered to mince words, and it would have brought a smile to Echo’s lips, were he still not that flustered. The vampire’s hand finds his, only two fingers hooking into Echo’s, who completes the gesture. He’s come to enjoy this, having that bit of casual contact between them, unacknowledged, uninvasive.
“I... Had a very strange five minutes”, he says, trying to find some way to make it make sense.
Astarion tips his head to the side, just a little. “Is it because we reached the city?”, he asks, gently. “Are you still worried about running into-”
“No-”, he interrupts, shaking his head. “Gods, I wasn’t even thinking-” His free hand comes to his face, rubbing his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose to prevent a surely coming headache. Astarion waits, patiently, for him to elaborate. He doesn’t do that often, which is a testament to how absolutely rattled Echo has to look.
“Raphael came to see me”, he says, after a few steadying breaths.
“Just now?”
“Just now.”
“That nasty little Devil, didn’t even come down to say hello. I’m apalled.” It’s just a bit theatrical, enough to have the corners of Echo’s mouth curl into a tiny smile. “... What did he want?”
Echo sighs, and gives a little look around. Shadowheart and Lae’zel are chatting - or fighting again, he’s given up trying to differentiate the two. Halsin, Jaheira and Gale are going aroud the campfire, arguing about the receipe for whatever they’ll be eating tonight. Karlach’s having a very loud laughing fit over something Wyll said. “I’d rather this stayed private for now-” Astarion immediately pulls the kicked puppy look. “- from the others, Gods, let’s just find someplace private, yes?”
Astarion’s smile turns wry again, and he slips his hand into Echo’s properly, to lead him out of the camp. “Let’s.”
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Echo doesn’t lie, doesn’t hide anything from Astarion. It’s not in his nature, and he really does need his help, or at least, his opinion. He stays silent a moment, dreadfully uncharacteristic of him.
“I... Don’t think it’s a bad deal”, he finally says, looking back at Echo. “Obviously needs to be thoroughly negotiated, we aren’t going to be that sort of Devil clients, but... I think this could be quite advantageous.”
It’s not that this answer surprises him, though... “He might want to sleep with me, part of what he considers entertainment.”
“Well, I assume since you’re considering that deal, you’re not entirely repulsed by the idea”, Astarion retorts, teasing.
“That’s neither here nor there. I mean, I have eyes, but-” He sighs, hand squeezing Astarion’s lightly. “I’m not about to put us into jeopardy just for a few spells.”
He does notice a flicker of reassurance, pass through Astarion’s eyes. It’s not like they’ve ever had that deep of a conversation over their degree of exclusivity - or if that sort of payment in kind was to be considered cheating. It’s not been needed so far, but the question bears asking.
The elf gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind Echo’s horn. “Oh, darling, never worry about that- about us. You know me, and better yet, I know you. I trust you.” His free hand goes to Echo’s chin, and he plants a light kiss on his lips. He pauses a little, still relaxed with that gentle loving smile he’s started allowing him to see more often. That doesn’t last, and his expression turns a bit more wry, fingers trailing down Echo’s neck before he retracts his hand altogether. “However...” Astarion pauses, making Echo raise an eyebrow. The vampire grins in that specific way that means he’s found the means to raise some chaos.
“I was a magistrate. I could help you... Negotiate”, he says, like he’s savoring a delicacy. He looks so excited, it makes Echo huff out a little laugh.
“Do you think Raphael would enjoy me lawyering up?”
Astarion has a bright, slightly devious laugh, grabbing Echo’s waist to pull him flush against him. The tiefling giggles, throwing his arms over his lover’s shoulders. “Oh, he would definitely resent it. Hence, why we should absolutely do it.”
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MAKING A FRIEND - Chapter 3
Adyen
Since last week, I've been itching with curiosity.
Getting chased down the main quad by the dude who had been staring at me for days had been scary but the brief exchange of words made me want to talk to him more.
What had he meant by my wolf?
Pheromones?
He'd been using a lot of confusing words.
I wondered if he was just a drama minor or something that had gotten carried away with practicing.     
I could still remember what he looked like.
How could I not?
We shared a lot of classes and he kept staring at me God damn it.
At a point, I had just decided to sit next to him in my Creative writing class but that didn't stop him.
He kept staring and I wondered what exactly was on his mind when he did.
He often held a confusing expression, like was trying to read me like a book.     
I lived in one of the five university dorms.
It was a twelve-story grey building... lifeless and dull.
I lived on the tenth floor in one of the few tiny single rooms people fought for.
I had come in late but I had been lucky to snag a room by a student who had been moving out that month. 
"I'm going to call him," I said to myself, closing Twitter before opening my contacts.
I sat up on my bed, hugging my blanket at me as I dialed his number.
He answered almost immediately.
'Holy shit, he picked up.'
I started to panic and I found myself with my hand over the speaker as I looked about my room like it inanimate objects could give me advice on what to do.
As much as I wanted to throw my phone across the room and pretend like I hadn't called him, I didn't let the blood draining out of my face at his quick reply stop me from speaking up.     
"Hello?" I whispered into the receiver.
My voice was small but I don't think he noticed.     
"Hello, it's Adyen," I said when I didn't hear anything from the other end but music.
It seemed like he was out on the street somewhere.
'On a Wednesday night?' I wondered but shook my head.
Everyone wasn't me on a conditional scholarship and other students did go out occasionally to take a break from the university workload. 
"Hello?" I said again when he didn't respond.
I sat up on my twin-sized bed that was a little wonky.
Only God knows what the former owner got up to on it to have it squeak this bad.  
"Sorry, I zoned out a bit," a voice from the other end finally said.
I stayed quiet, chewing on my thumb's nail as I waited for him to add something.
I didn't know this person but I had a weird need to understand what he was trying to tell me last week.
What had him so worked up and weird?   
"So, you called," he said, breaking the silence.
I couldn't hear the barking or music anymore, so I assumed he had moved to somewhere quieter.
"I thought you wouldn't," he added, making me chew on my thumb's nail.     
'I thought I wouldn't too.'
I closed my eyes before opening them up again.
"Yeah, it seems like a waste of time to state the obvious though," I said and a chuckle rang through the receiver.
I wasn't sure why but it shook me up a bit.
He had a nice laugh... clear and smooth.   
"Sorry, I'm still surprised you're calling me after..." he trailed off before sighing.
"It's embarrassing, sorry," he said, referring to how he had acted that day.     
"It's okay," I said, suppressing the urge to ask him why he'd been staring at me in class days before he even did that but I assumed we were getting to the point, so I held myself back.
"Do you mind telling me what all that was about, though?" I asked.
"That's why I called," I emphasized when he didn't speak up fast enough.     
"Len?" I called, testing out the name he'd typed up when he had given me his phone number.
"Hello, Len?" I said it again, feeling a bit weird about how excited I was to say his name.     
"Yeah, so, for the most part, I just wanted to make sure I knew you from class," he said and I frowned.   
"That's it?" I asked, pressing him.
That was the worst put together lie I'd heard in a long time and that was saying something since I had people that didn't put effort into their fabrications lie to me a lot.
Maybe he didn't want to tell me what he'd been making a big deal about?
"You were going on about wolves and pheromones. How did that have anything to do with me and us having classes together?"   
There was nothing after that, just a pause on the other end before a sigh.
Len was probably trying to think up a more believable lie.
I started laughing. I couldn't help it.
I just couldn't handle being told bullshit.     
"Hey, will you ever tell me what all that was about?" I asked, getting out of my bed and heading to stand by the small window.
The view was boring... just white snow and empty streets.
The campus was tame, the wild stuff happened downtown and off-campus main city.
Sometimes some floors in my dorms had parties but I hadn't become friends with anyone in the building... I hadn't even talked to my floormates, not to talk of people on other floors. 
"Hmm?" I said into the receiver, waiting for Len to say something as I traced the frosting on my window.
The glass felt cool and I reminded myself to turn up the heater before I went to bed.   
"I was... How did you know?" he asked in a soft voice and I chuckled, shrugging as I licked my lips.   
"You're not very good at lying," I said, putting my phone between my shoulder and cheek as I walked away from the window and headed to my small desk to flip through my assignment sheets.     
"Okay, I'm still not sure I can tell you what that was about," Len said.
"Well, I'm not sure you need to know either. You can pretend I never said anything..." he trailed off.
The other end went quiet again and I was starting to feel a bit impatient.
I wondered if I should hang up but something in me didn't want to.
Len had his dumb words from the other day were still stuck in my head and I didn't want our correspondence to end here.     
"We have a few classes together," I said, changing the conversation since he didn't seem to want to talk about what had happened the other day.
"Creative writing, a math class and one of our architecture prerequisites," I added.
He already knew that.
I just brought it up to keep the conversation going.
I stopped looking through my drawings as a small frown formed on my face. 
"Are you okay?" I asked, holding my phone properly before heading back to sit on my bed.
I should be asleep now.
I had track practice early the next morning.
Another thing I had to do for scholarships.
Lots of people took out loans or asked their parents for money.
I didn't want to take any loans because I knew I'd be stuck paying them forever when I graduated and I didn't have any parents to ask for help, seeing as I got shuffled out of the foster care system immediately I turned eighteen.     
"I'm alright," Len said from the other end. I heard the crunching of snow after that.
"I'm just heading home now. I went out for some Pizza," he said and I smiled.
He must have realized I was trying to keep the conversation going.   
"Have you done your assignment?" I asked.
"You know they're due on Friday, right?" I added when Len didn't say anything.   
"Wait, really?" he seemed shocked.
I laughed, muttering a 'yeah' as I rested on my bed. 
"Holy shit," he groaned as the sound of music blared through the receiver.
He was probably walking past a bar.
I wondered if he was one of those kids that partied all day.
From all the sounds I was picking up and the information he gave me it seemed like it. 
I kept laughing.
"You haven't started?"
Unbelievable.  
"I have. I just haven't finished," he replied.     
I stared out into my room for a while, wondering if I should say what I wanted to say next.
Since I got to this university it's been practicing, studying, practicing.
I hadn't made any friends and I was starting to feel a bit lonely if I was being honest.
I stayed away from my other teammates because of the jokes they made in the locker room.
If they knew I was gay they would freak out.
I didn't think Len would freak out about that if we became friends.
If anything, I had a feeling he was also gay or at least attracted to me in some way.
It was hard to miss from the way his face got red when I caught him staring in class.   
Too bad he isn't my type.     
'Yeah sure,' was what my mind came up with in response.
I took a deep breath as I traced invisible lines on my pillow.   
My lips parted and the words came out before I could make myself see a reason not to.
"Do you want to work on your assignment with me?"
There was a pause on the other end.
"Sure?" Len's reply came off like he wasn't sure of what he was saying but I took that as a yes.      
"Okay, we can meet in the library tomorrow. I like to seat at the far back. You should be able to spot me. I have the ancient MacBook laptop and the baggy winter jacket."
Len burst out laughing and I felt a sort of victory at making him laugh.      
"Okay, see you then," he said.
'You don't talk a lot, huh?' I wanted to say but I told him 'goodnight' instead, before listening to the tone that was left after he hung up.
I scolded myself when I realized I had just been staring at my phone before putting it away and crawling under the covers.       
'Tomorrow then,' I said in my head as my eyes closed.
That night I thought of Len and the image of him just sitting and staring remained in my mind even after I woke up.
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🚬😔 you guys 🚬🤏😔 would not believe the man i just saw walking his dog wearing only black overalls
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