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The Investigation Must Continue On
[AO3 version]
Summary:
Ken continues investigating Lightnimon, but he ends up finding clues that could led to Daisuke's whereabouts.
Then he suspects not only Miyako and Iori had gotten new powers. Could this mean Daisuke also had gotten a Digimental Weapon and a new form for one of his armor digimon?
Meanwhile... Lightnimon changes his goals and goes after a Chosen Child.
His trump card to convince said kid to come with him is... Buddymon's true form??
[Notes: It takes place in 2008]
“The signal was in this area.”
Mimi read the email sent by Koushiro. She looked at the group setting their camp.
“Are you sure this is a good spot for our campsite?” Palmon asked them.
“Yeah, it seems like a safe place to stay at night,” Miyako explained, “There’s a lake, and then there’s some trees. It’s in a good temperature so we won’t freeze or melt.”
“Since then you got that good at camping?” Gummymon (in Terriermon form) asked.
“Oh it was when we were definitely going to have our last showdown with the Digimon Kaiser!” Patamon said.
“It was a good time…” Armadimon commented, then looked at Ken and Wormmon and gasped, “I… I’m sorry you two were having a bad time while we uh… uhhhh… That was insensitive of my part, dagya…”
“Oh no no, it’s okay” Wormmon giggled, “We’re not the kind to delve into the past anymore. And we’re all together now, right Ken-chan?”
But Ken wasn’t there again.
“Ken-chan!?”
“Sigh, again?!” the others said annoyingly.
“... I’m sure i caught a signal here” Ken kept getting separated from the group during his search for more and more details from that popular digimon knight, and was getting too… Away from the 02 group’s camp site.
Then he found marks of a battle. Oh, some burnt branches and leaves. There was a bit of ash too. Some footprints which made Ken follow the trail until they… disappeared?
Perhaps it jumped to the trees, or flew away. Nevertheless, it wasn’t a single creature, but two pairs of footprints. Could this be Daisuke and XV-mon’s…?
But… those didn’t look like XV-mon’s… They seemed… Fladramon’s at least. But… Can Fladramon fly? Ken looked up at the tree’s top and noticed some scorched leaves.
“Huh?”
It’s impossible that Fladramon had used the technique Fire Rocket while carrying Daisuke. So this is when Ken noticed one thing: Miyako and Iori’s digimons had gained a special form for their armor digimon.
“So… Daisuke got one of those too” he mused, “But why is he running away? Why didn’t he message us? Something is wrong here--”
“Ken-kun!!”
Miyako (and Hawkmon) ran (and flew) in his direction and stopped behind him. She was pouting and had her hands on the hips.
“Ugh, why do you need to walk away like that?! At least don’t leave Wormmon behind! What if you get captured or hurt!?”
“I-I’m sorry… I thought… Sorry, I will be more careful.”
“Now let’s go back to the camp, we got a new message from Izumi-senpai. Seems like he found Daisuke is still in this area.”
She grabbed his arm and dragged him back, and he was blushing? Maybe it was because of shame for leaving without warning everyone… Again.
“Next town to be taken is nearby” Frostmon rambled, alone and clenching her fists “I have to prove I’m a good general, I need to--”
“HEY YA, FROST-CHAN! BIRDIE!”
“ARGH!!”
She looked behind her and found Lightnimon. She gave a deep sigh that it froze part of the grass around them when she exhaled.
“What are you doing here!? Were you stalking me!?”
“Oh no no no!” He said calmly, “I just… Well, can you give me a bit of information? I think I want to ally with your army!”
“You?! Pfft Hahahahaha, you’re just a rookie! Child level digimon are not supposed to join big armies like master Duskmon’s!!”
“You… Think I’m not strong?” he said with a serious voice now, “Well then…” And he summoned the Lighdramon-esque weapon, pointing it at her “I’m sure you’re aware that someone is ruining your territory war. This ‘mon is me.”
“W-what!? How do you--”
“I won’t give you my secrets. So… If you want to make a good deal better you accept me in your army.”
She gulped. Of course she heard of him, everyone was talking about him and how he managed to destroy enemies and free villages and cities from Duskmon’s domain. And now this seemed like a threat right…?
“O-Ok, I let you be part of my army!” She said, “But please stop slaughtering my soldiers!”
“Good, good.” he rested his glaive, “I want to talk to your master too.”
“W-why!?”
“Because if I will be working under someone’s orders… I want to meet them first. Do you know where I can find this ‘Master Duskmon’ anyway, Frost-chan?”
“I… I do. There’s a castle at the north, in the mountain region. It’s not easy to go there by walking, so… There’s a portal connecting to it in this area.”
“Where?”
“Between the trees, to activate it you have to pull the lever, which is a branch with a black rose.”
“Good good. Then, I will be going. Say hello to your soldiers for me” and he chuckled, leaving calmly.
“Umm… That digimon is strange” Frostmon blinked, then shook her head, “Whatever! I need to be focused!! Focus, Frostmon, FOCUS!!”
“You got something to do tonight?” Lightnimon returned to the spot he and Buddymon were hiding, “Because we got a new destiny.”
“Huh? Didn’t she… try to kill you?”
“Nah, we’re getting along. Once we get him back, we don’t need to worry.”
“I hope so, I don’t like how you’re acting…”
“Neither I… I hate to be doing this”
“He won’t accept coming with us though… We need the Chosen Children for that!”
“Don’t worry, he will hear you out.”
“Me!? But--”
“Y’know, not Buddymon. Your other self.”
“So if Daisuke is in this area, how will we find him?” Miyako asked the group.
“We could send a message again,” Iori suggested.
“Or go around the area trying to catch his D-3 signal,” Takeru said.
“The best way to do that is asking Koushiro-kun to send us coordinates,” Mimi explained, “But at this hour he might be sleeping. We can’t force him to spend all of his time on the computer. He got college to attend.
“Right,” Hikari nodded, “Perhaps we should… Go to sleep? In the morning we can ask for the coordinates, he might have more time for that.”
“Yeah, let the man have a break!” Patamon cheered.
“Hmm, Ken?” Tailmon looked at the boy, “Are you listening to us?”
“Huh?” Ken blinked, he was a bit surprised by Tailmon’s question, “Sorry I was a bit… lost in my thoughts.”
“What were you thinking?” Wormmon asked.
“... Maybe Daisuke has the same abilities Miyako-san and Iori-kun had acquired.”
“Huh?” They all looked at him now.
“I found some footprints and ashes in a specific part of this area.”
“So…” Iori mused “Daisuke-san has a Digimental turned into a weapon and a new variation of either Fladramon or Lighdramon?”
“Exactly” Ken responded with a nod.
“Footprints and ashes…” Miyako repeated “So, The Digimental of Friendship turned into a weapon and Fladramon got… a new form right?”
“That’s my suspicion.”
“Oh… Incredible deduction Ichijouji-kun, Miyako-san” Takeru commented and smiled.
“But can this happen to us too?” Hikari looked at her digivice, “Have a new form for Nefertimon, Pegasusmon and Pucchiemon? Or our Digimentals turn into weapons?”
“Possibly?” Ken shrugged, “Miyako-san, please try to evolve Hawkmon with that shuriken.”
“Now?? Okay” she got up, summoned the Shuri-Shuriken and pointed it to Hawkmon, “Sincerity Digimental Up!”
A few seconds and… nothing? She tried again and one more time but no success.
“Eh!? I can’t evolve Hawkmon to Shurimon!!”
“I see…” Iori said, “When they’re in this form, they’re unable to work as an evolution item. There must exist a way to revert them, but it wouldn’t be a good hour to revert them back to Digimental state.”
“Yeah…” Armadimon nodded.
“Oh Okay okay…” Miyako babbled “So don’t do those with yours! You only have one Digimental!”
“Maybe I could use mine” Ken said in silence, “Pucchiemon is not a strong digimon--”
“But what if we need Pucchiemon again for some reason!?” Miyako protested “No, don’t do that Ken-kun!”
“O-ok I won’t try to transform it into one of those weapons…!!” He was a bit nervous?
“Okay so let’s sleep” Mimi interrupted them, “We will need energy to search for Daisuke-kun tomorrow morning.”
The group slept, except for Mimi and Palmon who offered to keep watching the camp and the surroundings. Palmon pointed at something passing very fast in the horizon, running to the forest. Then she checked her digivice and there was a dot not much far from them. She sighed and then looked at Palmon.
“Do you think it’s them?”
“Maybe?” the plant digimon shrugged.
“Um, I wonder if they’re okay…”
Suddenly her phone vibrated in her purse, she took it and checked it.
“Oh a message…”
She opened the message and Palmon jumped in Mimi’s lap to read it with her.
“Uh… What does it mean?”
“Hm… I think we have to keep moving. We will get up early to search for Daisuke-kun and V-mon, then we will move to the next area if they’re not here.”
“Right!”
They kept searching for the said tree with a black rose in its branch, while they discussed about…
“I don’t think it’s a good idea reveal my other self…” Buddymon’s eyes showed concern. Lightnimon kept inspecting the trees, “The reason I’m in this form right now is to avoid calling attention to us.”
“I know, but this must be the only way to convince him to come with us. You know the kid right? So, you will be perfect for the job.”
“True but… What if he refuses to come with us?”
“He won’t refuse, I’m sure about it! A friendly face like yours, who also knows the kid might be enough to tell him to come with us. And once we get him out of there… You won’t need to hide anymore.”
“But… What about you?”
Lightnimon stopped, and looked at him for a few minutes, only to spot a black rose behind him.
“I found it!!”
“Oh?”
“Now we just need to pull the lever and…” the moment he pulled the branch, a portal was activated. It showed mountains and a castle in the landscape, “Bingo.”
“So… Are we really going to do this?” Buddymon asked.
“Yeah, we will.”
They walked into the portal and like if they had passed through a door frame, they reached that region in a second.
“Are you ready… V-mon ?”
Buddymon removed his robe which flew with the wind coming from the mountains. It was indeed a V-mon, but… He was frowning? Deep down he didn’t want to show his face. At least not now.
“Yeah… I hope we don’t get caught.”
With this, they headed to the castle.
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heyyy there, saw your requests are open. and i'm wondering maybe you could do a timeskip where everything is done and levi finally opened his tea shop. then there he met reader, and he treats them differently from other customers. thank you, hope you're having a good day.
author note :: this was kinda rushed as is most of what i post. the reader is a writer just bc i thought it would be cute and also ISTG. i wrote this entire thing thinking leviolas was such a cool name for a tea shop then googled it and saw it’s also the name of a spider so... ++ btw i have not yet double checked or proofread this because i wrote it at 2am but yeah it’s definitely not great :-)
word count :: 2.4k??? somehow???
you’re sweet like honey when you first order from leviolas. you’re the same when you ask the owner for extra napkins and you remain exactly the same when you return with the intention to stick around for a writing session with a black tea by your side
something about you is attractive. that’s what levi thinks of you when you first walk into leviolas
you’re just incredibly wholesome poking your head around looking at all of the handmade pastries and confectioneries in admiration
you think the homely decor is cute and reminiscent of cottages in the countryside, the view outside the windows is beautiful and the scent of coffee alongside tea is heavenly
the pastries are beautiful and you find yourself eyeing the macrons pretty frequently. just EVERYTHING about leviolas is cute :-(
but one particular thing is especially adorable to you
and that would be the owner
when you hear his name for the first time you’re a little shocked
levi ackerman to be specific captain levi ackerman, the high ranking official who aided in paradis’ independence and freed the nation from the grip of titans
you read about him a year back in a paper or two and vividly recall the valiant title he held as humanity’s strongest soldier
he still holds the title that’s for sure but now he happens to own a tea shop
it’s slightly unusual it’s not every day you see a soldier retire and live such a plain life but you suppose the simplicity makes levi happy
honestly, if you had been through hell and back like him you too would wish to spend the rest of your days in the company of tea leaves and sweet cakes
today is a day like any other you’re sat by one of the windows and contemplating sitting in the outside seating area
the sun is shining and lands uncomfortably on your face at this angle and you may as well make your way outside
but before you can a shadow looms over you and a broad chest leans over to cover the window with dainty curtains
“you looked bothered by the light.”
oh god.
it’s him.
he’s standing there looking at you with an unreadable expression and all you can do is open and close your mouth not knowing what to say
humanity’s strongest soldier
levi ackerman
also known as the really really really attractive cafe owner you’ve been crushing on for the last few months now
seeing him up close is much more different to looking at him from the comfort of your seat or whilst you order
he’s normally got his back turned whilst collecting orders or another worker collects them as he prepares the beverages
that’s why the unexpected interaction has you nervous
you can always tell when he’s made your drink because he honestly has a way with tea leaves and you kinda want to gush about how much you enjoy it
but, no, no, no.
you’re panicking just looking at him
soft black strands of hair stick to his forehead, his undercut is oddly satisfying to stare at and he smells of pine trees which again is refreshing
“ah hahaha thank you for blocking the sun out!!”
why the fuck did you ha ha????
this is so awkward.
putting on your best front you beam up at him hoping your toothy smile doesn’t look stupid
then again it probably does because who the hell has a good toothy smile
nobody.......
levi’s gaze lingers on you but if he has anything else he wants to say he doesn’t make it known
instead he firmly nods and turns away
you’ve messed up,,
only!!! you manage to mess up even more....?
without thinking your hand latches onto the back of his blue button up and your face burns up realizing what it is you’ve done when he stiffens to a stop
as quick as your hand has grabbed onto his shirt it lets go and you awkwardly laugh again
hahahahaha
“i’m sorry i didn’t mean to hold onto you so hard i was just...wondering if you could let me in on your secret.”
the random sentence is one you’ve made off the top of your head because you don’t have any real reason for holding onto him
but thankfully for you the saccharine of your voice is enough to sway levi
when he turns to see you with the same smile eagerly awaiting his answer something sparks in him
his chest feels a little funny but he ignores it
“secret?” he questions
“yeah!! your tea!! you’re really good at making it and aaaahhhh” you sigh contently thinking back on it.
“i remember when i ordered rose tea one time. you made it beautifully and the taste was infused so delicately it was incredibly soothing.”
hearing you ramble passionately about what he loves to do makes his chest feel funny again
he doesn’t know what the hell is going on exactly
but the only way he can explain it is his heart somersaulting and flipping despite him not wanting it to
despite that, it’s quite enjoyable
it’s probably got something to do with your kindhearted demeanor or the way you always manage to give him a smile when you waltz in
but levi finds himself fighting to touch you more and more as the days pass
your collar is always haphazardly done and he wants to lean in and fix it
sometimes you’ll have an eyelash on your face and he wants to lean in to swipe it away with his thumb
occasionally he stares at your hair and wants to sort it out. half the time it’s all over the place from the wind
he wants to lean in and smooth it out.
all he wants to do is LEAN IN but he sees no valid reason to
he’s lucky he’s always able to catch himself before his thumb reaches your cheek (you’re very oblivious and never notice how close he really gets)
ever since your first encounter at leviolas a few months back he’s been dragged into your world of books and lively stories
it doesn’t take you long to break out of your shell and you’re always telling levi something new
he doesn’t speak as much as you but when you coax out a story or two out of him he’s always earnest
you’ve learnt a lot through the conversations
you’ve learnt about his lost comrades, the horrible things he had to see on the battlefield, how he hopes he’ll live happy with what he has left
there are certain conversation topics he skips entirely and you respect his boundaries
you and levi are sat by a window and a comfortable silence floats between you two
it’s been four months
four months since you asked what his secret was
come to think of it he never told you what it was
he’s intently staring at you as you drink the lemon tea he’s just made you and his stare is a little too intense
feeling nervous you pick up your cup hoping for something to occupy yourself
recently the butterflies in your stomach have been increasing in number but you know it’s wrong to fancy levi
you don’t know why you think that but it’s the fact that you’re sure you’re not his type
he probably likes organised people, dependable people, funny people
not you.
you’re just an irksome author who spends your days writing in his shop
honestly he finds you annoying he has to. you’re always hanging around here
however, you do remember the one day you did choose to write in the park he thought you had died or something. that made you feel a little sad because he can’t really help but automatically worry if his routine is broken and you happen to have accidentally become part of his schedule
no, like levi’s literally said he has your name in his planner and whenever he thinks of a new thing to make you he’ll write it down with your name next to it
but still,, you’re convinced he has to find you annoying
there’s no reason for thinking it but you DEFINITELY think it’s correct
absentmindedly you haven’t even noticed levi still staring at you
“y/n?”
looking up at levi he’s clearly worried about something
humming in response telling him to continue he does
“i like someone.”
oh.
“...i’m not sure they’d return my feelings, that’s why i mentioned it.”
you smile at him warmly and you feel your heart sink, obviously he has to like someone. it’s probably someone in the corps, someone strong, someone capable. you’re not any of those things.
“well, you need not worry. if a man as good as you fancied me i’d be over the moon. i’m sure they would too!”
keep optimistic, don’t let him see you upset.
levi’s cheeks grow bright red and he bashfully tries to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with his hands
you laugh when he doesn’t budge and stays in the same position
“c’mon levi, confess they’ll accept you have nothing to fear.” you coo persuasively
finally letting up after a few seconds he lets his arms drop to his sides.
“would you date me?”
the question takes you aback and you stare at him startled
soon realizing the idiocy laced in the inquiry he quickly retracts his statement
“nevermind, that was stupid.”
ignoring him you still want to answer
“uh well, i would. i have thought about it on occasion.”
he’s blinking rapidly trying to process what you’ve just admitted.
“you’ve thought about...?”
“dating you. yes i have.”
“and why the hell would you do that?” you can’t tell if he’s mad at you
“you’re capable, respectful. you’re considerate and quiet. i mean it you’re an amazing man really. also your tea!! imagine getting to drink it every day.”
you really have to add in the part about his tea because you know he loves it when you compliment it :-)
“ok, you drink my tea every day already.”
his short uninterested response stings and the dam of regret bursts open
you shouldn’t have said all of that.
you and levi sit in an awkward silence for what feels like an eternity. you don’t dare look at him and your course of action is too drink your tea as quick as possible before dismissing yourself.
but before you can set your plan in motion levi breaks the ice.
“let’s date.”
you freeze and your eyes grow to the size of saucers
what did he just say???
he has to be losing his mind
“but levi what about the person you like?”
his eyebrow cocks upwards and an amused expression stretches across his face.
“i was talking about you.” he confesses boldly
this is a fever dream, nope, nope nope. you can not comprehend that this is your reality.
pinching your arm you hiss a little when you feel the pain
okay so, you’re definitely not dreaming...
“i, you, me. you...you like me?” the sentence is a jumble of words but you manage to sputter out something that makes sense
“yes. i like you.”
he’s being so blunt you can’t tell if he’s being serious but when you remind yourself that this is levi you relax, a blunt straightforward confession is meaningful coming from him
BUT THAT’S BESIDES THE POINT
HELLO???? HE LIKES YOU BACK?%^%^”*
you get all blushy and flustered and you let out another one of your awkward hahahahaha’s but it’s a good hahahahaha
cautiously testing the waters he grabs your hand from across the table intertwining his fingers with yours
the gesture is adorable. the buzzing sensation that travels through your laced fingers makes you giggle to yourself giddily
“leviolas suddenly a matchmaking agency now? ;-)” your joke is dry and unfunny and levi rolls his eyes at it
“you’re not funny.”
“but you still like me.” you tease
“yes. i still like you.” he admits
a few days have passed since then
you and levi have been the talk of the town
humanity’s strongest soldier finally found his flame???
the chatter and rumors spread like wildfire, both you and levi aren’t fans of being in the spotlight but nothing negative has been said so there’s no complaints so far
levi places a cup of tea in front of you, it’s a herbal kind because you’ve been complaining about a headache
today you’re explaining why you dislike the plot of beauty and the beast and how there’s so much wrong with it. from the weirdly toxic relationship to the power imbalance. levi stands listening attentively whilst waiting for you to take a sip of the tea
just as you’ve paused to take a large breathe and prepare yourself to continue explaining how unbearable that book is levi uses it as his chance to say what he’s been wanting to
“drink up before it’s ice cold.”
following his instructions you interrupt yourself and take a gulp of the herbal tea
your eyes glimmer in approval. it tastes of strawberries and you’re delighted already feeling your mood slightly raise in response
“it’s GREAT?? what did you put in it?? it doesn’t even taste medicinal.” once again, you’re fawning over his tea
“so levi ackerman, what really is the secret to all these perfect cups of tea?”
and without a seconds hesitation he responds.
“i was making the tea for you. that’s the secret.”
it takes a while for the gravity of his words to sink it but when the meaning does you cup his face in your palms and peck him everywhere. he whines a little but you can tell he enjoys the attention
you find that you’re more than happy you’ve found a home in levi and his shop
and levi’s more than happy he’s found a home in you and your books
:-)
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Totally Normal...You Know Until (Part 1)
A little late, but now it’s here! Enjoy and leave comments (if you’re comfortable)! Part two will be out here tomorrow...or you can read the whole fic on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33074071.
The day had been relatively normal. Katsuki had been put on patrol with Deku, since they had begun branding themselves together in anticipation for their upcoming graduation. To be honest, despite how far he and the shitty nerd had come in the three years since they started at UA, he still wondered what he did to get a (technically future) hero partner as good as Deku. Of course if the nerd heard that line of thought, Deku’d surely smack him and call him an idiot, then say that stupid “Kacchan sugoi!” crap that made Katsuki’s face get hot and his palms sweat more than usual.
He was secure enough at this point of his life to admit that he had more than platonic feelings for Deku, and if it were anyone else Katsuki would surely act on those feelings, ask the nerd out on a date, maybe to that pre-quirk era hero museum that opened recently near UA. However, because it’s Deku, Katsuki planned to take all those left unsaid feelings with him to the grave. He wasn’t going to be the jackass that ruined everything he and Deku had worked for years to get back, but really, it all comes back to the point that Deku deserves way better than what Katsuki can give him. Deku asked to be his hero partner, so Katsuki was going to be the best damn hero partner the shit nerd could ask for, which meant he wasn’t going to get greedy and ask for more than the stupid, self-sacrificing nerd could (or wanted to) give.
So the patrol was relatively normal. Deku was being his smiley, chatty self and talking Katuki’s ear off about some rookie hero that had debuted in the past week. Katsuki was trying to not get distracted by how cute the nerd was when he got into his shitty rambles when the kid ran into him.
“Momma! Can’t find my momma!” the child wailed. Large, watery green eyes with slitted pupils looked up at him. The child had several reptilian features, so Katsuki couldn’t really tell whether the child was male or female.
But that didn’t really matter. “Hey! Watch where you’re going kid,” he led with (because even if the kid was scared, you can’t go running around like that on busy streets). “Can you tell me your name?”
Katsuki was pretty good with little kids. They usually thought his rough temperament was funny and they weren’t annoying or clingy in the way he’s found reporters and older fans to be.
“Don’t worry. I’m a hero. Deku and I can help you find your momma.”
The kid sniffled a little bit. “M’name’s Kyo. ‘don’t remember where I last saw momma.”
That made things a little more difficult, but he was Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight dammit! He and Deku could definitely get this kid back to their mom. “Alright, Kyo. Here’s what we’re gonna do. We’ll look around nearby for your momma, but if we can’t find her we’ll take you to the police station and they can call your mom there. That sound good to you?”
Kyo nodded, so Katuski held out his hand for Kyo to take.
As they continued down the street, Katsuki asked Kyo about his day, to which he enthusiastically responded with a long story that included a bad day at school followed by a fun afternoon out with his mother. During which Deku walked, awkward and silent, next to Katuski while he kept an eye out for a distraught mother.
Soon they had made it to the end of the street, and as they rounded the corner Kyo’s eyes lit up.
“MOMMA!!!”
A bright flash erupted from Kyo and Katsuki’s clasped hands before Kyo tore away towards their mom. Katsuki would have ran after him, but he was hit with a painful headache, one that made him clutch his head in both hands and curl into himself. He distantly heard Deku screaming his name, but it didn’t register as his ears began ringing and the world swirled before his eyes. Then everything went black.
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When Katsuki awoke, he was on the ground with an upset Kyo hovering over his face. “Uhhhh….W-w-what..? W-what happened?” He said with a humiliating stutter. What was wrong with him?
“I’m so sorry, Mr. Hero!” Kyo cried. “I didn’t mean to use it! I was just so happy to see momma! I’m sorry.”
Katsuki sat up as he processed the words. “I’m sorry. Ummm...what are you t-t-talking about kiddo?”
“Hi. I’m Kyo’s mother. I’m really sorry, sir, but he used his quirk on you,” a lady with a strong build, freckles that looked like sky blue scales, and a navy blue bob cut extended her hand to him. Assumably for him to take. He shook his head no, mumbled a barely discernible “thank you,” and stood up without the help. He felt like he was forgetting something for a moment. What was it?
“Deku!” It hit him like a freight train. He forgot about Deku. How embarrassing. Katsuki could feel his face heating up without his consent, and he slapped his hands over his cheeks to hide the growing flush. Then he looked over to see Deku sitting up on the ground with his head clutched in one hand.
“What the fuck happened?”
That was Deku. Katsuki’s brain rebooted. “Deku?! Are you okay?! You can’t say stuff like that in front of a kid! Even I censor myself!” Katsuki berated Deku as he checked him for injuries frantically.
Deku batted his hands away half-heartedly. “I’m fucking fine, stupid Kacchan! Answer me! What the fuck happened?”
Katsuki huffed at Deku and his cheeks involuntarily puffed out, making him look like a chipmunk, when the woman interjected. “I’m sorry, sirs. Again, my child used their quirk on you. So you’ll have swapped personalities for 12-48 hours. Your feelings and choices won’t be affected, you’ll just show your feelings and enact your will a bit differently. You’ll both get the bad headaches again when the quirk wears off. Sorry for the inconvenience, but thank you for returning my child to me. It is deeply appreciated.” The woman smiled at the end and sent a fond look towards Kyo.
Katsuki opened his mouth to ask for her name, but Deku interrupted him. “Listen up, lady. We appreciate your concern, but we’re gonna need your name and number. We’re third year hero students at UA, so we need to hand that information to our homeroom teacher for reference. Just in case the quirk doesn’t wear off when you say it does or has any extraneous effects,” Deku gruffed at the woman, a scowl on his face and eyebrows downturned in slight annoyance. Then he turned his head to the side and grumbled, “We’re just doing our fucking job. You don’t need to thank us.”
The woman smiled, making it obvious she heard Deku’s final sentences. She then pulled a pen and a small notepad out of her purse, scribbled something on it, then ripped the page out and handed it to Katsuki, who was standing slightly closer to her. “Well then, thank you for your work. It is definitely appreciated.”
Deku scoffed at the woman, but Katsuki noticed that Deku’s ears were slowly flushing. This in turn made Katsuki himself blush because...those were his mannerisms. So he knew Deku was feeling pleased and embarrassed, even if he still looked standoffish. How could Deku still be a cute dumbass even with his own mannerisms?! It didn’t make sense to Katsuki, but his own flush was dying down now thankfully. Katsuki turned to the woman and held out his right hand for a shake. “Thank you for your compliance and continued support. It is appreciated.” As much as Katsuki didn’t especially like most adults, he appreciated the reasonable ones.
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As Katsuki and Deku walked back to UA after stopping in at the agency, Katsuki thought about what had happened so far. Deku’s personality was noticeably different from his own, but Katsuki didn’t hate it. It made it easier to express what he was feeling in a healthy way. From his interactions with the woman and Kyo, he definitely seemed nicer. He was just doing what he would usually do, just in the way Deku would do it, but he felt like a completely different person. It was weird. But… “What the hell are you mumbling about, Bakacchan?!” Katsuki jolted as he was startled out of his thoughts.
”Oh...ummm...I guess I was just thinking about the effects of the quirk,” he responded, but Katsuki could once again feel his face flushing. Again with the stupid blush?!
Deku scoffs again and turns his head slightly away from Katsuki before replying. “Yeah. It’s pretty fucking annoying. I’m feeling the same shit I usually feel, but I just can’t express it the way I usually fucking do. Shit’s dumb as fuck.” Katsuki snorted at Deku’s language. To which Deku responded, “Hah?! You’re just gonna laugh at me, dumb Kacchan?!” Then muttered, “Dumb Bakagou.”
Katsuki devolved into full on laughter. “Deku! You...you...hahahahaha...you’re the one bad at expressing your emotions now!”
”HAAAAH?! Say that to my face, shitty nerd!” Katsuki started running down the sidewalk as Deku chased him. The streets filled with their combined laughter and shouting as they ran all the way back to UA.
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Aizawa stared intently at them as Katsuki sat on a sofa in the teachers lounge next to Deku. Katsuki stared back at him, eyes wider than normal and face not in his usual scowl, while Deku was slouched next to him, dangerous green eyes flashing a glare at their homeroom teacher. Aizawa’s eyes narrowed and flashed red for a second before he rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily.
”Can’t you two problem children go a day without some sort of incident?”
Katsuki’s cheeks pinkened with embarrassment at the truth of that statement. While they didn’t often get into quirk accidents specifically, he and Deku could definitely be referred to as partners-in-crime. They’ve destroyed furniture during playful fights, accidentally hurt some of their classmates during a paired fighting exercise, and broken curfew together. And those are only the incidents from the past week! He was starting to realize how much more he got into trouble with Deku around, when said person nudged his arm and grumbled about him mumbling again.
Aizawa sighed again, heavier this time, and continued speaking. “Well, since this isn’t really impairing your judgement or ability to function, and since the quirk will wear off relatively quickly, you’re going to stay at UA for the duration of the effects. Your parents have been notified and have agreed to allow you to stay, but both your mothers requested that you call tonight and after the quirk wears off,” he ran a slightly annoyed hand through his hair, then continued, “This might be a lot to ask, but try not to cause too much commotion? I’ll see you both in class on Monday.” They took the dismissal and both stood to leave, but not without a grunt from Deku and a short “Thank you, sensei,” from Katsuki himself.
Deku pulled out his phone in the hallway, presumably to call his mother, when Katsuki placed a gentle hand on his arm to stop him. “Why don’t we both text our moms and do a group video chat?” Deku grunted in response, but his fingers began moving across his phone’s keyboard to text his mother the plan.
Katsuki pulled out his phone to text his mother, but then he heard Deku say, “Good plan, Kacchan,” in a low voice.
He fumbled his phone for a minute as his face flushed bright red. “Y-y-y-yeah...I-I-I just f-f-figured we could avoid a-a-a lot of the dramatics...and you know...they could see that we were f-f-fine for the-themselves,” he stuttered out. His hands involuntarily came up to cover his heavily flushed face, but the burden of his phone in his hand caused him to wrap his arms around his head and look away from Deku.
Deku scoffed, but grumbled out a “whatever,” and continued walking towards the dorms, but he now had a thoughtful expression on his face.
Katsuki panicked for a second. What was Deku thinking about?! Katsuki couldn’t help but worry that Deku would figure out his feelings if he kept being so obvious with his embarrassment. Deku was somewhat easier to read with their personalities swapped because he was using Katsuki’s mannerisms, so Katsuki could only assume that it worked both ways. Katsuki had just exhibited one of Deku’s flustered tendencies. One of his extremely obvious flustered tendencies. If he kept up this behavior, Katsuki could kiss the new, perfect normal that he had achieved with Deku (the perfect, partners-in-crime, ride-or-die, visit each other at 3am to talk about anything normal) goodbye. He couldn’t let that happen. He couldn’t...
”Kacchan!”
Katsuki looked up to see Deku down the hallway. Waiting for him. Katsuki blushed (again), and ran to catch up. He looked over at Deku and gave a small smile. Deku scowled and turned his head away. His ears were flushed again. They walked side-by-side silently as they made their way toward the dorms.
#fizzy's fics#Totally Normal#bakudeku personality swap au#bakudeku#bkdk#dynadeku#bakudeku fanfic#bkdk fic#soft bakugou katsuki#tsundere midoriya izuku#kind of
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Beyond The Leather Chapter: 4 Truth Or Lie
The next morning
Knock knock
I groaned hearing the knock on my door. "Ya."
Tamara opened the door. "Hey honey I'm heading over to management for a meeting I should be back by 6 or 7. Will you be ok?"
"Yup, oh do you mind getting me cranberry juice while you're out pleeeeeease?" I asked with a big grin on my face.
"Sure be good, and we'll probably go out later." She shuts the door and leaves.
I got up gave my family a call, then made breakfast, and showered. I thought back to yesterday when I had told Nikki that I would meet up with him. Should I go or no I thought to my self. I mean, I don't really like him. But then again, I don't know him. Which was why he was saying we should see each other again so I could get to know him.
Meh I think I'll stay in doors. Plus when Tamara gets back were going out so that will be fun. Great I made my decision. That was easy.
3:35 pm
Ring Ring Ring, Ring Ring Ring
Oh man I fell asleep while watching TV, guess I was really tired. I ran to the phone and quickly picked it up. "
"Hello!"
"Hi miss Darlington we have a guy downstairs here who says he knows you and he's trying to barge into the building."
All of a sudden I hear swearing and yelling in the back round.
"Fuck you man get the fuck outta my way. Were suppose to meet up."
"Miss Darlington were going to call the police this man clearly dosen't know you."
Oh my God why the hell did Nikki come here! He can't just leave me alone, ughh.
"No dont I'll be right down." I say hanging the phone up.
I ran to the elevator and went downstairs. When I got there security guards were holding onto Nikki. But they were doing a terrible job because Nikki was fighting them back. And there's 2 of them, can you imagine.
"Get the fuck off me before I fuck you up." Nikki shoved one of them.
"Woah calm down Nik. Hey you guys can let him go." I ran up to them.
"What the fuck Iman?" He yelled walking straight towards me. Jaw clenched, fist rolled in a ball, and a face that was probably redder than the colour red.
"Nikki calm down I'm sorry, I fell asleep."
Which was half true.
"Bullshit, you had me there waiting for 30 fucking minutes like an asshole. If you knew you didn't want to come you should have just say so." He shouted pointing his finger in my face.
Boy was he angry. And I could see the guards tense up ready to grab him especially with how close he was getting to me.
"Nikki I'm sorry ok. Please calm down, let's go upstairs and talk. Please." I whispered placing my hand on his cheek.
Nikki eased up a bit, thank God. I guess a womans touch really does help.
We reached up stairs and I let Nikki in. He walked around the condo and saw all the antiques that were in the home. He could tell that this was an expensive place.
I also looked at what Nikki was wearing the usual black leather. Leather pants with a black T-shirt and a leather jacket over it. Does he ever change?
"Do you want something to drink?" I asked walking in front of him.
He turned to me. "Did you stand me up?" I want the truth Mani." He asked as he looked in my eyes.
I could see the look on his face. It was mixed with hurt and a bit of anger. Oh God do I tell the truth or lie.
"Nikki I fell asleep watching TV ok, I'm really sorry."
Well I also wasn't going to come, but I think I'll leave that out. I mean after all I did tell truth about sleeping.
"I meant what I said Mani. I'm not that guy you saw in New York and if you give me a chance I can show you."
So my nick name is "Mani" now alrighty.
"Look, Nik I don't doubt that you're a nice guy I just have alot of things going on with me right now. And Tamara will be back soon so you can't stay long."
"So then let's head over to the cafe and talk about what's going on with you. I mean.... you said you just fell asleep. And you still owe me a date. Or I can just stay here and we talk instead." Nikki stated with a smirk across his face.
God I want to slap that smirk right off his face. He knows exactly what he's doing. He knows he cant stay here I'll get into all kinds of trouble.
"Alright let me get dressed and we'll go." I huffed.
I decided on a flowy yellow dress with platforms. I did my make up and teased my hair a bit. I put on burgandy lipstick. I wanted to look simple but classy. I grabbed an expensive handbag and headed out to Nikki.
"Wow you look gorgeous doll." Nikki bit his lip when he saw me. "But princess were just going to the cafe." Nikki stated as he got up.
"Well I like to dress classy and nice where ever I go Nikki. You should try it. Leather isn't everything." I responded while picking up the keys to the condo and heading out the door with him.
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"Nikki where are we going?" I demanded as we passed the cafe.
Don't worry." Nikki turned to me and smiled. God I should have just let the security guards take him away.
I started to fidget with his radio. Prince's song When the doves cry came on. I started singing loudly to the song.
Nikki then switched the radio to a different station. A rock station. I glared at him as he started singing some song.
Oh it's been getting so hard
Living with the things you do to me
My dreams are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see
Oh, I see a man at the back as a matter of fact
His eyes are as red as the sun
And the girl in the corner let no one ignore her
Cause she thinks she's the passionate one
Oh yeah! It was like lightning
Everybody was fighting
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving
I switched the radio back to When the doves cry and turned up the volume even louder and started singing at the top of my lungs.
How could you just leave me standing
Alone in a world so cold
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry
Nikki then slammed on brakes and I flew forward then backwards hitting my back on to the chair. "Nikki what the hell!" I shouted holding my chest.
He turned the car off and pulled his keys out laughing like what he did was funny.
"Come on PRINCEss we're here" emphasizing on the "Prince." And laughing again.
What a jerk! He could have seriously hurt me.
We arrived at a house, Nikki opened the door and the smell of weed and alcohol hit my nose right away. We walked in and I saw half naked woman all over the place making out with guys, plus beer bottles on the gound, men passed out on the floor, and people doing drugs. Is this where he really wanted to bring me?
"Eyyy Sixx is finally here, and who do you got there with you, you dirty fucker?" The guy came running with his hands out and scrawny legs tripping all over each other.
"Woah T- bone settle down this is Iman Darlington." Nikki points at me with one hand while placing the other on this T- bone guys chest.
"Hey there Iman nice to meet you, I'm Tommy Lee drummer for Motley fucking Crue." He wipes his hands on his pants and brings it up for me to shake.
I really didn't want to shake his hand, only God knows what kind off diseases were on it.
"Hi nice to meet you Tommy" I shake his hand reluctantly.
"Actually." I yelp as he picks me up with my feet dangling off of the ground into a big hug. "I'm a hugger." He puts me back down and takes my hand and pulls me towards the couches.
"Have a seat doll." He points at the... is that a couch? I was absolutely not going to sit on that disgusting thing. Who knows what was on that couch.
"Geez you really are a fucking princess." Nikki rolls his eyes as he takes off his jacket and puts it down on the couch for me to sit on.
"Hey you look familiar." Tommy glares at me with a grin.
"That's because she's the chick from the diner that got splashed in the face by Nikki." A short blonde guy responded while walking out of a room laughing and pulling up his pants.
What a prick.
"Hi I'm Vince Neil lead singer of Motley Crue." He extends his hand out for me to shake.
"I'm Iman Darlington" I give him my hand to shake with a fake smile.
Could this day just be over.
I listen to the guys ramble on and on about their tour with Ratt and Ozzy Osbourne. A whole group of people surrounded us where we were sitting and they were laughing at the stories the guys were telling. I personally didn't think it was funny especially the way they treated some of the woman.
Nikki had his arm placed around my neck tightly like he owned me. It was a little uncomfortable.
"After the concert at the Bronco Bowl Dallas, Texas, a blond and a brunette don't know their names and I don't give a fuck." Nikki stated. "Came back stage and wanted to fuck all of us, so Vince and I told them that they had to work for our dicks. We told them they had to sit on a champagne bottle until we get back. And if they were still on the bottle by the time we got back they could fuck us." Nikki laughed and so did every one else.
"Oh shit the fucking best part was in the hotel room when we shoved a phone up the blond ones pussy, and.. and what else." laughed Tommy.
"Toothpaste!" Yelled Vince.
"And fucking made her friend call her mom hahahahaha yeah dude." Tommy yelled while throwing up the rock and roll sign.
I was mortified by some of the stories they were telling. I mean Nikki even went on to say he got into a knife fight with a bouncer, Ozzy sniffing ants and licking pee off the ground. Who are these guys rejects from hell!
"Alright guys you ready for the main coarse." Some guy says bringing out 2 silver platters. He was about to open them when Nikki cleared his throat nervously and glared at him.
"Hey Sixx we're not snor..."
"Tommy shut the fuck up." Vince interrupted him.
"I'm a... I'm gonna take you home ok princess." Nikki rubbed my arm then kissed the top of my head.
I said my goodbyes and we left.
We reached back at the Condo and I got out of the car.
"Where you going?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.
"I'm walking you up." Nikki laughed getting out of his car shutting the door and walking in with me.
"No you can't Tamara will see you." I place my arm on his chest to stop him from walking.
"Princess, I either carry you up or we walk up. Pick one." He smirked.
I didn't bother to argue he looked serious. We got into the elevator and as soon as the door closed he moved towards me. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled my body towards his.
"Nikki." I gasped putting my hand on his chest to push away.
He took my arms and put them around his neck. I pulled one of my arms off his neck and used my hand to move the hair out of his face. I looked into his eyes and they darkened to a deep shade of green. I bit my lip and he licked his lips and leaned down to.....
Ping
Oh thank God... the elevator door opened. Nikki groaned as I slipped passed him into the hallway.
"So can I at least have your number to call you?" Nikki asked leaning on the elevator door.
"Do you have a pen?" I turned and asked.
"No."
I sighed. "Meet me at the Diner tomorrow for 3." I smiled.
"Mani don't play with me." Nikki chuckled.
"I'll be there I promise." I winked.
I went inside and thought to my self. What am I doing? This guy is no good for me. He's dangerous. He could never be the type of guy you bring home to your parents. Plus I wonder what was in that silver platter?
#glam metal#iwan rheon#vince neil#terror twins#the dirt 2019#nikki sixx#tommy lee#mick mars#motley crue#motley#crue#sikki#80s#rock and roll#hair metal
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One-One-One - Wen Junhui
Pairing: Junhui x MindReader!Reader (lol)
Genre: Fluff
Warning: Just several profanities
Word Count: 1963
Note: Another one-sitting fiction. I feel like I could’ve expanded this, narration-wise. But I think this is pretty decent, so hope you like it.
‘Ugh, this is gross! Why do people chew gums if they can’t carry out the responsibility to throw it properly?’
‘Ganadaramabasaa hakuna matata! A! Nanana nanananana nananananana.’
‘Shit! Where’s my key? Fuck, don’t tell me I left it upstairs. Arrgh! I hate myself.’
‘Alright, you can do this. You can do this, Minji-ya. You’ll get through the presentation. You’ll do great. Just breathe.’
‘Why does the cat do not meow back to me? This is a sad way to start the week.”
‘BABYYY! YOU’RE MY LADY! Oh? Be my lady? You’re my lady? Nevermind. BABY, YOU ARE MY ANGEEELLL!”
“STOP SINGING SO LOUDLY! YOU’RE SINGING IN YOUR HEAD FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE, HOW COULD YOU BE SO OUT OF TONE? AND STOP THINKING SO LOUDLY ALTOGETHER!” you slam on your table and shout out to everyone within your perimeter. You know today is going to be a tough day simply because you started on your schedule late, meaning that you have to grab your daily latte when the café is already packed with half-alive people.
You’re trying to eat your tuna sandwich on the outdoor table to get away from the crowded buzz of people giving up on life and hanging their hope on caffeine, but the few people outside wouldn’t allow you that. Well, frankly, it’s not them, it’s you. As overused as that sentence is, it’s still the truth. You won’t have to deal with people’s thoughts if you couldn’t read their mind. Yeah, it’s pretty cool, whatever. Try to live with it, though, you’ll see how tiresome it is. People just can’t shut up. That’s why you shouted in the first place. You don’t need people whining, cursing, or singing in your head. You know shouting wouldn’t help your case because you can’t control your ability and again, people just can’t shut up. But this is too much for your Monday morning.
“Thank you very much. That’s better,” you whisper to yourself as the ruckus inside those people’s minds reducing to a calmer ponder of is that lady okay? You take a sip of your hot latte—hazelnut this time—when an inward gasp dominates the string of thoughts in your head.
‘Oh no, the cat’s going to jump for her sandwich.’
You put your cup haphazardly to look at your lunch box—or breakfast box? Does that even make any difference?—where you placed your tuna sandwich to slam your palms on the table. And true to the man’s thought, a millisecond later, there’s a cat leaping to the chair in front of you and ready to spring for your sandwich if only you don’t put it away in a speed of a cheetah. Yeah, cat, you’re in no way a match for a cheetah. You growl at the cat, making it scurried away from your table, which in turn, makes you giggle. Oh, lord, please keep another mind readers away from me. It’s for their best interest, I promise.
Unbeknownst to you, the cat man—the man sitting on the table across from yours who warned you about the stealer cat—has been watching the little interaction you had with the cat. You clear your throat a few times before raising your head to acknowledge his gaze. “Um, thank you! For the warning,” you said with too much excitement for your taste. And although the man’s trying to politely smile at you, his frowning brows and incredulous eyes are pretty obvious, and just a second too late, you understand why.
He didn’t warn you. Well, at least, not vocally. When you shout while looking at the general direction of nowhere like you did after the false note of someone singing triggered your temper minutes earlier, it’s okay. Your earphones still can save you. But now that you address the man specifically, you know you’ve messed up.
“Um, I-I saw your panic expression from my peripheral view, so, you know, I just…” your words trail off with an awkward laugh.
‘Was I that panic, though? I was just—nevermind, where did she get that sandwich anyway, that looks good. It smells good enough to attract the cat, who by the way, didn’t even respond to my series of meow. But he did, though, when she growled at him. Well, he didn’t meow, he basically screeched. He should learn his lesson. But she was more cute than scary, though. Crap! She must’ve noticed I’m staring. Uh, her red cheeks are cute. Crap, Jun, stop it. Look away. Wait, she was talking to me, should I respond? I mean, it made me a little bit sad that the cat wouldn’t respond to me, so, she—ugh. Stop it, Jun. Stop it. AND STOP STARING.’
You clear your throat once more as you lower your hand and progress to close your lunch box, opting to escape the situation at hand as soon as you possibly can and continue your eating in the privacy of your office. But your hand halts when his thought streams into yours yet again.
‘No, no, no, no, she’s packing. Junhui, why are you like this? She must’ve been able to read what your thinking about just from your expression alone. Don’t freak her out like you freaked the cat out, I beg you.’
You almost choked on your saliva when he thought about mind reading, but fortunately, you both are thinking of a different mind reading. “Zero, one, one-zero, one-one, one-zero-zero, one-zero-one, one-one-zero,” you mumble, counting in binary to distract you from the cat man’s—Junhui—incoming wave of thoughts.
And distracts you it does, for you fail to notice he has risen up from his seat and planted himself on the chair in front of you within your count of zero to six, replacing the cat he was trying to get acquaintance with less than half an hour ago. “One-one-ONE!” you exclaims when you do realize the distance Junhui has cut off by sitting on your table.
“What?! Wh-wh-wh-why? Why? Why? Did you say nine-one-one? What-what happens? I’m-I’m sorry. Did I scare you? I-I-I just—“ Junhui doesn’t finish his sentence. Instead, he stands up—at least halfway—obviously not quite knowing what to do. His eyes are comically wide, and you can’t help but snort when you hear him repeating the words nine-one-one and why over and over again in his head. This is so ridiculous.
“Why, why, now you’re laughing.”
“No, no, no, I’m sorry,” you snort, again, “I’m sorry. This is so funny—so, so funny.”
“What is? Why-why did you yell nine-one-one when I sat down?” he asks, his body still uncomfortably half-standing, weight leaning on his hand on the back of the chair, and eyes still blown wide. You take in his appearance and let out a small scoff. Despite his manly exterior, his eyes give out such an innocent air about him, childlike even.
“You can sit down,” you say, the trace of laughter still very much apparent in your words. “I didn’t yell out nine-one-one. It’s one-one-one. Don’t think too much about that, it’s just what I do. And yeah, you did kinda scare me. Just, uh, a little bit.” You bite your lips to prevent yourself from bursting into another set of laughter as you continue your binary counting, not wanting to hear his answer before he expresses it aloud himself.
Junhui drops himself on the chair, exhaling his much-needed air, head thrown back and eyes tightly closed. “You scared me!”
“What, why?” Now it’s your turn to look at him with wide eyes.
“Nine-one-one! What if someone else thought they heard nine-one-one instead of one-one-one and actually call nine-one-one?”
You chuckle. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t see you walking from your table to mine, but you suddenly appear in front of me just like that! Of course, I was surprised. Why did you go over here in the first place?”
“Just because.”
‘You are cute.’
God damn it! Keep your counting, buddy! One-zero-one-one, one-one-zero-zero, one-one-zero-one.
“I thought I might regret it if I don’t introduce myself to you.”—one-one-one-zero, one—
“I think you’re cute, so—“
“ONE-ONE-ONE! DAMN IT! I don’t think he’d actually say that out loud. Oh, no, SHIT! You can hear me. Yeah, you can hear me.” You can see him nodding through your half-ducked head. “Hahahahaha, oh, lord, oh, God, oh, earth would you swallow me, right now, do it and I’ll be grateful for the rest of my life, he, hehe, hehehe, shut up, buddy, shut up, stop rambling,” you murmur. But from Junhui’s laughter, you know that he can definitely hear you.
“You’re cute,” he repeats, as though hearing it the first time wasn’t enough to cause shortage to the wires of your brain.
“Yeah, as cute as a clown can be. Now, if you’d excuse me, I need to go find a new face to replace this one. Apparently, I can’t save it from the burn of my embarrassment.”
“I’m Jun,” he states, but you don’t pause and continue to gather your stuff.
“I know that,” you blurt out, and then, “Shit! No, haha, no, I don’t know that. How could I know? See, gotta go! Need a new face!”
You’ve only walked a few steps away from your tables when Jun caught your arm. “You can read mind, can’t you?”
“What?!”
“Yes, you can. I can’t believe I meet another mind reader!”
“Wait, wait, what? You-you’re a—“
“Nope. My friend is, so don’t ask me how I know that you are, too.” Jun ends his sentence with a little smirk and as you start to wonder the reason why, he let you know.
‘So, you’ve known all along that I think you’re cute.’
“Stop that,” you warn him, but he persists.
‘Ah, so your cheeks were red because you heard me thinking that you’re cute. Is that why, huh? Tell me—wait, what’s your name? Unlike you, I can’t find out someone’s name from reading their minds, you know. “I’m Jun.””I know that.”’
“I didn’t sound like that! And you can speak, you know? Ask my name properly!”
‘Well, I guess I’ll let Minghao meet you and read your mind for me.’
“You can’t do that!”
You know that to the passerby, you look like a mad—or pathetic—person, whisper-shouting your words to a man who doesn’t even bother to reply. You huff and walk away from Jun, throwing your cup of half-empty latte to the trashcan on your way.
“Hey, wait!” he hollers.
You don’t wait. You refuse to wait. You’re a boss. You have your own office. You don’t wait. You make people wait. Wait, that doesn’t sound right.
“Hey, I’m sorry! What’s your name? Wait up!”
You hear his steps behind you, but you only bolt up running, shouting in glee, “I have no name! You won’t recognize the new face I’ll buy! You won’t find me!”
But then you stop short, for Jun repeats your name over and over again in his head. You whirl around only to see Jun holding the cup of coffee you’ve thrown away in his hand.
‘See, I know it’s true when I said to Minghao I don’t need mind reading. I’ll find you again. Miss—uh—one-one-one, is it?’
“Hey! I have a name, and you know it! It’s not one-one-one!”
‘Indecisive, I see. You said you have no name, and now you do.’
“SHUT UP!”
‘I ain’t talking, though.’
You turn away from him and stomp your way to the parking lot, determined not to think about the cat man anymore.
“Don’t miss me!” Jun yells out smugly.
Huh, now he’s talking, the audacity.
“Don’t call nine-one-one when you do!”
“SHUT UP, JUNHUI!”
‘Done it, sweetheart.’
God, and you thought he’s innocent.
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Familiar Ch. 5: Quicken
This chapter is mildly not safe for work
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All the preparation in the world won't ready you for some things when it comes to cohabitating with a bird hybrid, but some things come more naturally than others.
“Hold still,” Dave said, carefully aiming the shot so he could capture John and the surrounding moss in the shot. He’d been trusted with Dad’s camera for the day again, and he wasn’t going to mess up the chance to make the most of it. He’d already taken shots of the surrounding woods, but taking some nice shots of himself and of John were still high up on his list. He had to keep track of so many things with this camera: how much film was left, that the lens cap was off, that everything was in focus, that his hands didn’t shake, and God forbid that he didn’t drop the camera again.
“How much longer till I can move,” John groaned as if he were dying. Seventeen years old, and he still didn’t have an ounce of patience to his name. Dave took a snap, pulled back from the camera and threw some leaves on top of John before adjusting them individually, trying to make it look as careless as if he’d been sleeping in the forest all autumn instead of dodging puddles of mud and praying it didn’t rain yet again before the shoot could be finished.
“Close your eyes and stay still,” Dave grumped, snapping a few pictures at different angles before giving the go ahead to rise.
Grunting, John sat up and pulled leaves out of his hair, dusting sticky flecks of dirt and moss off his jacket and the back of his head. “Oh FINALLY, my ass was going numb. Do you realize how cold the ground is out here?”
“I was born outside, John.”
“I mean currently. With a human ass. Human ass thermometer says it’s too cold to be sitting on the ground,” John explained, coming to stand closer to Dave’s side as he looked around. “Where else did you wanna take pictures? It’s supposed to rain later, Dad wouldn’t want his camera wet.”
“I know. I was thinking somewhere a bit further… there’s a stand of trees and this huge pile of rocks, I wanna get some angles of that.”
“Big pile of rocks. Exciting.”
“It’s a huge pile, John, wait till you see it.”
John hummed and nodded to show he was listening and believing as much as he could, but it was difficult. For one, he was chilled and Dave’s fascination with photography could be tiring to keep up with. For another… he was distracted.
Dave had been more hands on the last few weeks, more touchy feely than usual. He lingered with wake up kisses, kept finding more and more excuses to settle on John’s lap. He also kept making sure John got the bigger half of things suddenly, making sure his plate was first in the line and that he got plenty of snacks. Dave kept being caught staring, watching, lingering in doorways to keep track of where John was. He’d improved his rock collection with shiny stones from here and there… though also he was gifted with bottle caps and soda pop tabs, beads and odds and ends from around the house and up in the attic. It was sweet, really, but it was a bit confusing, a ramp up on his usual behavior.
Noticing so much of Dave’s abnormal behavior was making John notice Dave and his mannerisms more. The way he touched his face when he was crouched on a chair, the way he flipped his hair out of his eyes but refused to let Dad trim it shorter, the way his face screwed up when he got a good scratch between the shoulder blades, the way his wings twitched and splayed out when it was grooming time. The way he smiled, frowned, the way his face relaxed when he napped against his shoulder in the afternoons while John worked on schoolwork.
“...John?”
“Huh? What.”
“The rocks are here,” Dave said, gesturing proudly. “I was asking what you think. Thought,” he corrected.
John blinked, realizing he’d been following without paying attention. He glanced around to orient himself before taking in the view. The rocks were, as promised, pretty sweet. They were massive boulders with moss and speckled markings, balanced atop other boulders. The very top held a decrepit sapling that had tried to flourish and dried upon death, dangling at an angle by its roots. John whistled softly at it.
“Okay, this is cool. What kind of pictures did you want?”
Considering for a moment, Dave soon gave directions for John to climb the first stone and sit in different ways, standing on the last shot, before carefully coming down. If they were developed right, they’d hopefully come out looking how they did in Dave’s head. Maybe if they were in black and white they’d be more pressing, or sepia…
“Hey, let me take a few shots of you,” John offered with a grin, reaching for the camera. “I bet your wings would look great against the stone.”
Dave’s wings abruptly fluffed and splayed out showily before stretching and flattening out. He cleared his throat, coughed, and righted his wings again.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah! Go up where I was and crouch. Maybe ditch the jacket, if you can handle the temperature,” he said, holding the camera up in front of one of his glasses lenses and smirking, crouching down to one knee for the full effect before standing up again. Okay, that was silly, he couldn’t see from that angle.
Hesitating for a moment, Dave pulled his jacket off and flared his wings again, flapping them a few times before he turned and scaled the rock face, finding the stable point John had been at before turning around and crouching. As expected, the dark feathers against the stone looked amazing in the dull light, and John found himself wishing he was better at photography to catch it in some better light. Maybe when they were home he could get a look at the feathers under the light and get a snap of them there, black and faintly iridescent close up where the filaments of feather connected.
“Got it! Come on down!” John called, grinning as Dave splayed his wings and hopped down, coasting a bit before flapping to stabilize his landing. When John grinned broadly at him, Dave’s wings twitched and tried to flatten out once more, fluttering when he turned to pick up his jacket and pull it back on.
A stick broke in the distance, though it didn’t catch Dave’s attention. John’s attention, however? He was predisposed to being overly aware of their surroundings when his head wasn’t in the clouds, especially when they were away from the yard. It was his job, guarding Dave’s existence from the outside. This deep in the woods should be safe, but there were natural threats to worry about, bears and other creatures.
...Or humans.
In this case, a hiker with a cell phone who was staring at them from a ways away before freezing and taking off running the opposite direction as if pursued. Cursing, John stuffed the camera back into Dave’s bare hands before grasping his upper arm and tugging, dragging him into a run the other direction.
“Fuck, wait,” Dave cawed, trying to cover the lens with the cap without dropping the camera before adjusting his grip and hurrying along after John, back towards the house. They sprinted, John leading them astray till things started to look more familiar and he corrected the route since Dave was the one who’d led them in this time, and didn’t stop till they reached the edge of the woodline.
Slowly, John sank down into a crouch and grasped the back of his head with both hands, panting heavily as he listened to his pulse hammering in his ears. “Shit, shit, shit… Shit.”
“John?” Dave panted, watching him before mimicking him, crouching down. One wing stretched out and curled loosely around John’s back like an arm, shielding him while he was down. “...John?” he asked again, worried.
“I’m fine. It’s okay. We’re fine. This is totally okay. We were just seen by a stranger with a phone, no big deal,” John rambled, only to go quiet and croon an upset noise out once more.
Biting his lip, Dave considered his choices. He looked around the empty yard, the distant shape of Dad’s car parked in front on the gravel, the shriveled remains of the garden and the last crops that hadn’t been picked yet, the vast amount of pumpkins on display. He looked back over his shoulder, back towards the woods he knew so well from before, then back to John’s shaking shoulders and panicked expression.
“Oh fuck, oh man, oh God Dad’s gonna be pissed off why wasn’t I watching clos-”
Dave had leaned and grasped John’s chin, holding it carefully as he pecked his lips once. Twice. Three times. Normally he’d pull back then and nuzzle while cawing affectionately… but this time Dave remained in place, lip to lip. He was letting out a soft sound, croaky singsong noises that were surprisingly comforting to hear, and didn’t pull back till John’s breathing was slower and calm.
“...Uhm.”
Dave just grinned at him and fluttered his wings hopefully, giving them small shivery shakes before folding them against his back once more.
“...Heh. Haha. Hahahahaha.”
“John?”
Caught up in the giggles, Dave adjusted his glasses and shook his head, holding a hand up begging for a moment to collect himself. It took the full minute before he could wheeze. “I’m s- Ahahaha. I’m sorry. Just. Fuck I was so freaked out and suddenly I’m getting kissed and just?? Ahaha that’s just so funny for some reason. Can’t panic while you’re being kissed I guess? Off switch located on the lips.”
Dave’s grin widened and he leaned forwards to repeat the kiss now that John was laughing, which only made him giggle more. The camera was set aside in favor of Dave crawling messily onto John’s lap, knocking him over, and then crawling up his body to keep the kiss going. They were a pile of laughter and kisses, Dave’s wings splaying out over the two of them and John’s hands playing along Dave’s ribs to tickle him, making him join in the giggles.
It was so hard to be stressed around Dave. It’s like he outright didn’t allow it to happen. Fuck he was lucky to have a friend like him.
...Er. ...Was he just a friend? Had he ever been just a friend, when so much hinged on making sure he was happy and safe and by his side? When his daily morning routine involved kisses and affection that John knew he wouldn’t feel comfortable doing with anyone else?
He was still being kissed by Dave when the giggles died down and he didn’t feel the urge to break it off or push him away. John felt warm in his stomach, a flush in his cheeks and down his back, lightheaded from the rush of laughter and the sudden stimulation. Dave was warm against him, his body weight slight but welcome, and the shadow of his wings beautiful against the dim light of the sky. John forgot how cold his ass was on the ground, that his dad might be able to see them. All that mattered then was keeping Dave close for just a little longer.
Lifting both hands up, John grasped Dave’s waist before raising up higher to touch the base of his wings, getting a soft, startled caw out of Dave before they fluttered and flattened out again as they had earlier. What was up with that? Or with the throaty noises Dave was making? It was cute, sort of like a sound effect from a game, clicky and croaky and tinged with the warm tones of his voice.
All good things come to an end. Dave was the one who eventually parted the kiss, face flushed and body stiff. He was arching away a bit, body seeming to want more contact but trying to avoid it at the same time. Specifically, he was keeping his hips awa-
Oh.
… Oh.
Clearing his throat, John gently pushed at Dave’s shoulders to get him off his lap, realizing he was at risk of the exact same thing. This was normal. Well. Not normal for them persay, but it was a natural thing to have happen? Fuck, he hoped he didn’t need to have a chat with him about it. Or worse, Dad.
… Then again, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. He’d handled the introduction to those things well enough when John himself was learning them, maybe having The Talk with him wouldn’t be life ruining.
Wait, why was he thinking about this, there were bigger problems at hand.
“Dave, we need to tell Dad what happened.”
As if remembering minutes earlier, Dave’s tense frame wilted and he nodded, glancing back to the camera before he crawled over to pick it up. Well. At least they’d managed to get a lot of pictures before being interrupted. … Not to mention getting to kiss him, that had been nice. Very nice, if the zinging in his pants was anything to go by.
Slowly rising, adjusting his jeans and dusting debris off of himself again, John slapped either side of his face a few times. “Okay. Okay, we’ll just go inside and Dad’ll be all ‘Hello, son! How are you!’ and I’ll be all ‘Hey Dad! We got seen by a hiker!’ and he’ll be all..” John trailed off, realizing he wasn’t sure what his father would say or do. He groaned quietly.
“John,” Dave said, reaching a hand out. It was a simple gesture, a single word being a command as much as his name, an offer of comfort. John took his hand and laced their fingers before slowly starting the walk towards the house.
They were still peeling their jackets off when James strolled into the mud room with a smile. “There you two are. I’ve got some hot apple cider to share, if you boys would have some with the pie from earlier.”
Leave it to his dad to bake circles around everyone, but the idea of hot cider and some fresh pie was good, especially after the time in the woods.
“Sure, Dad.” Might as well get him nice and busy first. No, no, putting it off was bad. Gnawing his lip and squeezing Dave’s hand tight once again, he shook his head. “Dad? Something… something happened.”
Almost immediately James’ stance changed and his eyes narrowed, looking them both over from head to toe, checking for injuries or signs of damage. With no sign of blood of serious scuffs, he let out a pent breath and smiled again.
“Take a breath and tell me, Son, it can’t be that bad. I’ve seen your surprises before after all,” he said, gesturing to Dave before turning to head to the kitchen, the unsaid request for them to follow him hanging in the air.
“We uhm. We went to go take pictures, yeah?” John said, taking a seat at the table.
“Is the camera damaged? It’s okay if it is, but I’d like to know.”
“No, camera is fine,” Dave promised. “Not a scratch.”
“...You’re making me a bit concerned,” James chuckled as he cut apple pie into even slices and pulled out some whipped cream to top them with. “Go ahead and tell me before I start jumping to more conclusions.”
“Well uh. We.. We got the pictures,” John said encouragingly. “Then someone… might have probably seen Dave. Their phone was up, too. They might have gotten pictures.”
James slowed to a halt at the news before slowly making himself start to move again, bringing over the pie slices before going to get big mugs of cider for each boy’s place. He didn’t speak till everyone had a mug, and even then he was quiet as he sat down with a soft sigh, warming his hands on his cup.
“How close were they to you? Close enough to tell they’re not a costume?”
“I don’t know,” admitted John, looking down at his pie, one hand still clasped in Dave’s. It helped. “They looked fairly far away.”
“Well. I’ll keep an eye out for any signs of things, but odds are if they weren’t close, any photo they could get wouldn’t be the best quality,” James said. He smiled a bit. “We all knew this day might come. We’ll just deal with it best we can. Okay, son?”
John pulled up a smile the best he could, but he still felt worry. The smile faded and he eventually released Dave’s hand to clasp his mug, tilting the contents and swirling flecks of cinnamon and thicker liquid around the bottom. Home made cider really was the best.
“What do we do if the word gets out, though?” he asked, looking over to Dave. Though the bird boy had taken a sip of cider and seemed content, he’d taken out his chewing toy from beneath his shirt and was idly gnawing at it while the conversation remained intense, stress bouncing his teeth on the material. Gone were the days of stress biting elsewhere, but it was still a reminder that the topic needed to ease out soon enough or that toy wouldn’t last nearly as long as it could under normal circumstances.
“We’ll deal with it one step at a time, as it happens,” James promised. “If anyone comes knocking from the press, we’ll just have to keep Dave cloaked for a while. If anyone comes knocking from our higher authority… well. We’ll tell the truth and hope they understand the circumstances and that you were just a child.”
John’s stomach ached a bit, but he nodded. It was the best answer he could get given the circumstances, and it wouldn’t do to push further hoping for more. He finally took a sip of the warm liquid, feeling it slip down his throat to soothe his stomach like a hug. “Okay, Dad.”
“Now, let’s lighten up those faces, you look like the council is breathing down our necks already,” James chuckled. “What if Dave becomes his own form of notoriety? A… oh, what’s the word. A cryptid.”
“Like Moth Man or the Jersey Devil?” John asked. Dave looked at him, confused, not understanding. He spit his toy out to go back to sipping his drink, then set the mug aside to dig into the pie wholeheartedly. Even stress wasn’t enough to deter Dave’s appetite when snacks were involved, especially not freshly baked ones.
“Yes, precisely,” James said, before explaining the basic premise of a cryptid to Dave. “You see, if enough people believe a winged boy exists in the woods… the funnier and less real it sounds. The fewer people would believe the story to begin with.”
“But then you’d also get diehards who’d want to practically live in the woods, stalk the house, and never buzz off,” John warned. “We’d have to move!”
James pursed his lips as if the idea’s downside had only then occurred to him. “My. You may have a point there, John. Perhaps that wouldn’t be ideal after all.”
“I think being a cryptid would be fun, I could scare people,” Dave said, cawing loudly a few times and flaring his wings out in a showy fashion before they rustled and went back to normal folded against his back and the back of the chair.
“Hah! Well, at least he’s game if it came to that,” James chuckled. “Ah, I’ll develop the pictures for you later. Do you want them a certain way?”
“Black and white, please,” Dave asked. “Or sepia. I like how those look.”
Nodding, he reached for the camera and checked the number of shots left. “Hmm. We’ve got a few left on this roll. How about you keep the camera for now, and give it back when all the pictures are used up instead?”
“Are you sure?” Dave asked, pausing his pie destruction to look up with wide eyes.
“Positive. You’ve been very careful with my camera and it shows, I trust you with it.
Giddy, Dave beamed at him and went back to devouring the pie slice and whipped cream, getting a dab on his cheek and nose in his excited fervor of snacking. Laughing, John reached over with a finger to scoop the cream off, popping it into his own mouth without a second thought.
The sound from outside came first as a soft, low rumble that steadily grew in intensity until the windows rattled. Everyone went quiet before James looked to the window and hummed.
“Ah. The rain should be coming any minute now, then. The clouds were looking ready to burst all day today.”
“Should we get the candles? That was a lot of thunder.”
“Candles might be a good idea. Be ready to cast a few orbs as well for your room when you go to sleep, you know how dangerous it is to sleep with candles lit.”
“We know, Dad, don’t worry. Right, Dave?”
“Mhmm. Yessir,” he said quickly, rubbing his face with his forearm before putting his hands on the table and using them to push himself up from his seat. He scampered out of the room before coming back to put his dishes in the sink, then took off again at a dash, already knowing where the candles and matches were stored in their preparedness boxes and knowing which scented ones he wanted to use more than others.
“I promise, John. Everything will be okay,” James said softly once they were alone. “Try not to worry about anything. We’ve come this far and gone this long without any issues, we can handle a few bumps in the road. We’re family, after all.”
“Okay, Dad. Thanks,” John said, finishing his snack up before going to hug his father, accepting the kiss to the side of the head and the firm squeeze of two large arms that eventually released him. “What’s for dinner later?”
“Leftovers,” James said. “And if the power goes out, snacks. Remember, don-”
“Don’t open the fridge, you’ll let all the cold out and it’s a pain in the neck to adjust cooling spells to the precise temperature in a confined space for however long it’d be out,” John rattled off. “I know, I know. Don’t worry. I remember the icicle milk.”
James chuckled, eyes crinkling at the edges as he stood up to take care of the dishes. “Go help Dave then, and make sure the windows upstairs are all shut for me?”
“Alright,” John called before taking off at a jog to catch up with the bird boy.
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The storm that hit the house that night was bigger than anticipated. It didn’t knock the power out, but it was taking every opportunity to rattle the windows threateningly, to pelt the car with debris and what they were pretty sure sounded like hail, and to put pressure on every single tree in the forest. Breaking branches rang out like gunshots in the blackness, startling everyone who heard them.
Though they didn’t need them, John and Dave lit candles anyway, while John got a few light orbs going in different colors to drift lazily around the room, set to dissipate within several hours like gently floating nightlights. Dave was blissful with the scent of the ocean and the soft shadows the candles cast against the wall, curled up against John’s side on his bunk as John read a book. The camera had been left on the desk for now, safe and out of the way. His book didn’t hold his attention for too long, however, not with Dave pressed so warm up against his side and memories of earlier rushing through his head.
Unable to take it any longer, John coughed and set the book aside.
“Hey, uh. Dave? About earlier. What uh. ...What were you doing?”
“Earlier?” Dave asked, looking up from where the book was set, confused. “How much earlier.”
“You know what I mean, right? The kiss?” John asked, keeping his voice down to avoid his dad hearing. The last thing he needed was a Congrats On The Liplock! Cake in the morning. “You uhm. It was different from the ones you normally do, like in the mornings.”
Dave nodded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Of course it was different, John, weren’t you paying attention?
“...Why?” John finally asked.
Here was where things got a bit difficult to answer. Dave opened his mouth, closed it, tried again and failed again. When the words wouldn’t come he puffed up and made an agitated cawing sound before dropping his head back to look up towards the ceiling and underside of the upper bunk to try finding the words hidden there instead.
“...Was it okay?” was what he finally asked.
“I’m. Well. ...Yeah. It was okay,” John finally said. It had been more than okay, actually. It had been kind of fantastic in the moment, but how could he explain that?
“Can I do it again?” Dave asked, cocking his head.
“Do. ...Do you want to?” John asked.
Dave smiled at him and nodded, already moving to straddle John once more, before John put his hands on his shoulders, face flaming. “Whoa, whoa, hold on. Just. Give me a second,” he said, fluster growing more intense when Dave didn’t seem phased. Though held back, he spread his wings and flattened them out as he had before, crooning that soft, croaking song once again as he bobbed his head a few times, eyes looking slightly glazed.
...Wait.
“...Are. Are you flirting with me when you do that?”
Dave paused his crooning, face reddening, and looked askew.
“Is this a bird flirting thing? Earlier too?”
Slowly, Dave leaned back and covered his face with his hands as he started to make the crooning noise again.
“It is, isn’t it! It’s. Wait, no, birds don’t flirt. Oh my God is that a bird sex thing?” John asked, smirking. Shit, Dave looked pretty cute like this, burning red in the face in the candlelight and trying to continue making his sounds as if he wasn’t able to stop himself from doing it.
It suddenly all made so much sense. The extra food, the preference for him going first in things, the shiny odds and ends, the staring, the extra touches. All of it made sense. ...Mostly.
“How long?” John asked quietly.
Slowly, Dave uncovered his face and wet his lips, the crooning noises stopping prematurely.
“...Always,” Dave said. “You’re always my most important. Most special. Mine,” he said haltingly.
Dave had been a fully grown crow before becoming a humanoid and growing again, adjusting to his new life. He had new habits to learn, new things to adjust to. John had never set him loose before, there had never been a chance for his familiar to breed if there’d even been an interest. Yet seeing him now, hearing him crooning, watching the displays and making sense of how hard he’d been trying it seemed obvious that Dave had chosen his partner already.
It was just up to John to accept or not.
Easy choice, after so long of being together and closer than close.
John reached his hands up and rested them on Dave’s hips again, waiting till he set his hands on his chest to balance before reaching up to kiss him once, twice, three gentle times, following the morning pattern. Dave pressed forward for the fourth time and held it, eyes closed and head tilted to deepen the gesture. John kneaded at Dave’s hips, keeping him close before humming into the kiss.
Dave’s lips still tasted like cinnamon from the pie and drink earlier, sweet and welcoming. He was a warm, comforting weight on his lap, and when he eventually stiffened and tried to pull away again, John tensed his arms to keep him scooped close. No escape. Dave hesitated… then dipped his hips forward instead of trying to go back, grinding downwards.
The candlelight grew brighter and flickered wildly, while the orbs above whirled around quicker and bounced into each other aimlessly like drunken marbles. Earlier, they’d stopped short of this but now there was no reason not to see where the rabbit hole led. John felt himself stirring down below, but decided well enough was well enough and ignored it. He was satisfied that Dave didn’t pull away when he released his hips, hands drifting up to instead touch softly at his wings, tracing feathers as they spread out. The bird shivered when he felt fingers tracing between his shoulder blades, the sensitive skin around where the wings protruded, then up towards his neck.
They wouldn’t go further than this, deepening kisses and warm touches, the shy press of body on body as stiffness appeared. John knew he’d need to have a conversation with Dave about it after all, probably explain a few other things… including some ground rules for the displays in front of his father, if all of those behaviors were flirting. There had to be limitations on things if everyone was going to keep living happily together, after all.
John felt Dave’s tongue and shyly opened his mouth to the invasion, allowing him even closer. Time swept away and all they focused on was warmth and touching of shoulders, hips, faces, chests. The taste of lip and skin, the sound of heartbeats syncing up as if hearing a song their hearts had long forgotten and falling into line. Safety.
Comfort.
The storm raged outside, but all that Dave and John were focused on was each other, only separating when they had to come up for air, smiling shyly and laughing before falling together again to kiss gentle and sweet. There was hunger there, just under the surface, but tonight? Tonight there was no place for hunger, just the wonder of being alive and together in the same space.
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.Invisible man.
So here we are, the first chapter is here (and i’m terrified..)
disclaimer 1: english isn’t my first language, so i apologize for any mistake
disclaimer 2: this fic uses references to the very first internet service, chatrooms & all, i was 20 back then and there were no smartphones yet.
disclaimer 3: Deakster:John CoolCat:Cassandra
pairing: 00s John Deacon x OC Cassandra
warnings: brief mention of divorce and paranoia. Age-gap (20/50), extremely slow burn, very angst, probably sweet at very end (multichapter)
thanks @binkyisonline for everything, without her i wouldn’t be here, writing silly things
summary: Newly divorced John Deacon joins the Queen forum’s chatroom with a fake account and start talking with someone who completely understand him and make him feel alive again. He finds himself obsessed with her pretty soon....
"Yeah, I think that laughing makes me feel better. I try to think about good things and smile, even if I had a bad day. It’s better than worrying too much." - John Deacon 1979
*CoolCat is online*
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CoolCat - Hey D., you’re already here :’D
Deakster -…today was quite boring, so yeah…how was school ?
CoolCat - a really big NOPE day…but I’ll tell you in a bit.
Deakster - oh ok…still busy?
Cool Cat - oh no, not so much, I just came back it’s all..
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This was her new normal from one month and a half, almost since the day she joined the official Queen forum and the chat room as well.
She was in London from less than a year attending the London Fashion College and apart from people from her classes she didn’t know anyone in particular; she wasn’t much an outgoing person anyway, but it was ok. In her perspective, now her studies were more important.
One day, too much free time on her hands leaded to, finally, join the official Queen chatroom. She was already registered onto the forum but she didn't have time to actually talk to people or post something but that day she was bored, more than usual, and while the school was closed for winter holidays, she found herself with nothing more to do..
Now thanks to an impulsive decision, she found so many people to talk to with the same love and passion for a band that changed her life forever.
Luckily she found some new “friends” too. One in particular who she talked to almost every time she was there, between school, her new part time job and a almost non-existent private life.
She didn’t know much about him, he was nice and very well behaved so she assumed he was a bit older than her. She even didn’t know his real name, not that it wasn’t important but it was ok, for now. She only knew that he lived in London, like her, but she never asked where exactly and he didn’t tell her too. It was just a really nice and easy chat to pass the time and probably she will never see his face so... why bother about all this anyway?
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CoolCat - so?Why a boring day? Tell me..while I finish up my dinner : )
Deakster - I’m no that interesting y’ know?i don't know why you still talk to me anyway
CoolCat - don't start, i talk to you ‘cause i want it to ...so go on then, wanna know..why boring?
Deakster - I was at home all day, cleaning up…listening to old music, I wasn’t much in the mood for tv or reading today.
CoolCat - sounds interesting ;D
Deakster - i told you it was boring, no need to mock me ):
CoolCat - I will never ;D
Deakster - as much as I want to believe you, I don’t. Are you laughing at me right now, aren’t you?
CoolCat - I assure you I’m not, ok maybe a little bit.. picturing you doing all things housewife-y is fun..and cute, maybe.
Deakster - am I cute now? Now you totally making fun of me, you little devil :’(.
CoolCat - oh, you realizing it now? That i am indeed evil? I thought you said that you were smart once… :).
Deakster - that i am, i didn't know i was going to meet a tempting devil on my way ;)
CoolCat - eh, life's full of surprises …
CoolCat - back on topic, do you still want to hear how bad my day was instead? It's funny...in its own way
Deakster - and probably much more interesting, go on tell me then…
CoolCat - alright …..in short, they didn’t like my patterns at all..not even one….
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He didn’t even know why he was still there.
It was supposed to be a one time only...twice at least, just to ease up his boring life a little.
But now?
At first the idea of joining the official band forum was absurd - its own band, what the hell he was supposed to do or say?
Hence the idea of creating a fake account, he really missed the people, the noise, the attentions that once were given to him. In short, he missed the fame and he was bored out of his mind..
Newly divorced, although he and his ex wife were still on speaking terms, she was one of the few people to know him well after all, but still, life had put him through a lot and his life had changed so much in few years
Now he find himself in up-north London, all alone in a small fancy apartment, and 50 years old already.
He didn’t want anyone to know it was him, he wanted to be free, just be himself and not the worldwide famous rockstar. So the idea he had seemed the best way to do it
- and quite silly- his ex wife commented once with a laugh..
It was basically hiding in plain sight, if people knew better, his nickname gave it away a lot, but in a Queen forum not really, not so much…
________
Deakster - so you have to do them all over again? Like you did last week ?
CoolCat - basically yes, but better and it’s so frustrating…I know it’s for my own good, I know it but..fuck….. uh, sorry, it slipped :/
Deakster - hahahahaha don’t worry about it, I used to be worst than that :D
CoolCat - really? You didn’t say one single bad word since I’ve known you..
Deakster - that’s because I can behave in front of a young lady ;)
CoolCat - LOL omg! you know, you talk like a really old man.
Deakster - I am an old man !
CoolCat - you’re not, you’re funny! ;D
Deakster - I can be funny and old at the same time y’ know?
CoolCat - haha yeah right xD …
Deakster - ..and you’re mocking me again.. :/
CoolCat - am not, I told you you’re funny..thank you btw, you really cheered me up, sorry about the rambling...
Deakster - my pleasure and..don’t worry about it :D
________
She didn’t know why it was so easy talking to him, but it was indeed, even if they had a limited time whenever they chatted, every time it was worthy it. She felt safe with him, from the first moment they spoke, relaxed even and she really didn't know why..
It was the first time that a man didn’t ask her for special pictures or talk to her in a creepy way and, honestly, it was quite a relief.
Each day that passed she, slowly, became the curious one but and didn’t know how to tell him just after two months but she really wanted to know more about him.
She liked their unusual friendship and really didn’t want to ruin it, so maybe it wasn’t the right time anyway..
CoolCat - as nice as it was, now I have to go..i’m so sorry D. : (
Deakster - oh, it’s ok… :’(
CoolCat - oh don’t cry, I’ll see you another day isn’t it? :D
Deakster - yes! This old man could use some nice company, every now and then..
CoolCat - I’m flattered :* ..i’m a nice company after all…
Deakster - less when you, clearly, make fun of me :P
CoolCat - ouch! You hurt me ;) …. Now for real, I have to go or I’ll have to pay way too much for my internet.
Deakster - allright..allright, listen…
He stopped for a second, torn between his rational mind and his instinct...a question in his mind for days.
Deakster - Can I ask you something?
CoolCat - maybe next time D. but if it’s important…i can stay a little more..i think
Deakster - no, not all…next time it is :D
CoolCat - ok, bye :*
……………..
*CoolCat is offline*
It wasn’t an important matter, but he really wanted to ask...he had that question in his mind for two weeks or so already…
It was stupid? Probably.
It was too soon? Absolutely.
But he felt different, he felt at peace, he felt alive again, all thanks to her..and that’s what he needed these days.
Almost everyday he was there waiting to talk even if for few minutes and he didn't know why. Infact, he knew little about her, but he didn’t wanted to seem too pushy even if he wanted to know more every time.
In almost two month they talked about almost everything: he knows she was a Queen fan and it was a “family thing” like she said; her mother was a long time fan so it was natural for her to knew about the band. She didn’t have a favorite one, she was more into their music and, to his delight, she liked almost every song he wrote, making him feel really proud. He knows she was attending the London College of Fashion and he smiled to himself at the silly coincidence.
She was a big time fan of fantasy literature, especially Tolkien.
What he didn’t know was her real name, it wasn’t important per se but the more they talked, the more he wanted to know.
Was it the same for her? ..
Next time, maybe...?
________
What they didn't know was that the following days soon took an unexpected turn…
Her life was already messy, but this week seemed much more chaotic than usual.
At school they had a bunch of unexpected tests, mostly pointless and boring and at work they changed her shifts without asking and now she was on the afternoon one; It wouldn't be a problem if only she could still study too, but every night she came back from work too tired to do anything more than sleep or eat. So every morning she woke up an hour or two before her actual alarm so she could did something, even if it meant to probably fell asleep in class...
Every night was a struggle to sleep. Her mind wandered to all the things waiting for her the next day and to a specific person, the one who had soon become a pleasant habit in her life and on how much she missed their small late talks.
She sighs, hoping to come back online soon.
The truth was that she really missed him..
________
He was a mess.
He logged in more than usual that week, just to check if she was there, ignoring anyone else, but nothing showed up.
Many times a little voice inside his head told him that this was pathetic, caring for a young girl like that, a girl that didn't know who he was, a girl that had a very busy life, full of interests, a girl that, surely, was not thinking about him like he was with her.
But he did, he can't help it.
She was somehow special to him, someone who listened to him for once, that talked to him not because of his fame but because she wanted to, someone that made him laugh. She was nice to him, that's all.
However deep down he knew it was all a lie.
What will happen when she would discover who he really was?
That thought scared him the most, but still, he was still there looking for her.(missing her)
________
A week passed with no news whatsoever.
She was always tired and impossibly busy, sleeping on her day off..
He was stressed with family issues with no one to talk to
He still hoped that she would showed up one day or another.
Meanwhile his paranoia started to tricked him in the worst way ever...
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here is a long ago conversation about talented amateurs, between me and a much better writer
if it’s of interest to anybody, here’s a long ago conversation I had with a very dear friend (and the best writer I know), about this story and the shape of it. it probably would’ve taken place around November of 2018, which is wild to remember. My daughter was 3. I was in the middle of moving house. TAG still hadn’t aired S3. I came to know so much about this story that it’s surprising to remember that I didn’t know when I wrote the first chapter that it even WAS a first chapter.
and not featured here, but still necessary to thank personally for putting up with similar ramblings over the course of the past two years are @space-baegel, @scribeofred and @drdone.
Anyway. Here’s a behind the scenes glimpse at what I knew in November of 2018. Thanks for reading <3
Prelude 9:27 pm
also i have another 2k in TA
Kate 9:27 pm
and you do not have enough hours in the day
Prelude 9:27 pm
and they are about to have a Big Talk
Kate 9:27 pm
OOOOH
KHNDFKLVGERUILG
i just got SO excited
Prelude 9:27 pm
no and I have a small person sitting on my lap yelling SUPER JUMP SUPER JUMP
and not finishing her pizza
Kate 9:28 pm
hahshaaha
she is my spirit animal
except
i would have finished the pizza in the first 30 seconds
Prelude 9:29 pm
hahaha
yeah
she got distracted by puppy games on her phone
Kate 9:29 pm
oh well
then that is understandable
Prelude 9:30 pm
the problem is she still sits on my lap
and she weighs forty pounds
she is 3’6" and people think she’s a six year old
Kate 9:31 pm
she sounds exactly like my cousin sam
she’s going to be TALL
Prelude 9:31 pm
oh yeah
freakish
Kate 9:31 pm
are you and hubby tall?
Prelude 9:31 pm
oh yes
Kate 9:31 pm
both?
Prelude 9:31 pm
I’m 5’9", he’s 6’1"
Kate 9:31 pm
ahhh yess
Prelude 9:32 pm
I’m the shortest member of my family, although that may have changed
Kate 9:32 pm
but good height comparison between the two of you
Prelude 9:32 pm
My sister tells me she’s 5’7"
I do not believe
Kate 9:32 pm
i would like to be 5’7"
or even 5’5"
Prelude 9:32 pm
oh no kate are you tiny
i write Penelope as very very tiny
Kate 9:32 pm
yes, i relate
like in TA
when you wrote that bit about gordon hovering above her
i am her height
Prelude 9:33 pm
ehehehehehe
Kate 9:33 pm
so i could completely visualize it
Prelude 9:33 pm
niiiiice
i love me a good height difference
Kate 9:33 pm
i mean anyone can visualize it but i mean i have been there lil
lol
i like guys at like 5’10"
Prelude 9:33 pm
Not Too Tall
Kate 9:34 pm
the 5’9" or 5’10" is great for my height
YES EXACTLY
Prelude 9:34 pm
She wears like crazy high heels also
like she’s wearing platform stilettos half the time.
Kate 9:34 pm
right
i used to, i miss heels
Prelude 9:34 pm
i love a girl in Good Shoes
Kate 9:34 pm
i like opportunities to wear heels
i haven’t in like a full year
ME TOO!
Prelude 9:34 pm
(spoilers gordon is going to discover that he has a bit of a Shoe Thing)
Kate 9:34 pm
OH
YES
I AM READY
Prelude 9:35 pm
hahahahaha
you just sit on the sidelines and cheer everytime I say these sinful things about this very good boy
Kate 9:35 pm
because i am the biggest, biggest fan of said sinful things
Prelude 9:35 pm
good, you keep me going
Kate 9:35 pm
really, just the biggest fan
Prelude 9:35 pm
It is very helpful
Kate 9:35 pm
i will be your cheerleader
i am that peron
person
that wants the gritty stuff
i want the details
Prelude 9:36 pm
bless your heart
but also like
I don’t think I’ll ever get to SMUT territory
Kate 9:36 pm
keeps me going
Prelude 9:36 pm
I just like writing like
Kate 9:36 pm
right
Prelude 9:36 pm
passions
Kate 9:36 pm
not that i would expect you too
Prelude 9:36 pm
not that I couldn’t either
Kate 9:36 pm
but you tow the line
like where you are with TA
is
Prelude 9:36 pm
I walk that tightrope
Kate 9:36 pm
perfect
Prelude 9:36 pm
the artful cutaway
Kate 9:37 pm
b/c then it’s really all left up to the imagination
to fill in what you please
yes!
Prelude 9:37 pm
the “oh by the way I can hold my breath for four minutes and I played clarinet in highschool”
like
Kate 9:37 pm
i like that more than actual smut
Prelude 9:37 pm
subtle
yknow
Kate 9:37 pm
LOL
Prelude 9:37 pm
see, you get it 😉
Kate 9:37 pm
but you say things like"fuckfest" and it makes me happy
b/c the deed was done, but again
your imagination fills in the details
Prelude 9:38 pm
exactly
and honestly the hardest thing about writing this stuff is writing what they’re both actually doing
because I can’t just have the pair of them lying there
but i’m very bad at visualizing
I need like
a pair of very bendy barbies
artist doll things
Kate 9:39 pm
i like it when it’s right there, right at the edge, but then you (as the reader) take it there b/c we all have our own ideas and interpretations of events and what should happen and the way it happens
Prelude 9:39 pm
yeah!
Kate 9:39 pm
lol right
Prelude 9:39 pm
like, i will give you all of the bricks and all of the mortar
you fit 'em together
Kate 9:39 pm
yes, love it!
Prelude 9:40 pm
ahhh but also like
Kate 9:40 pm
aw dang
now i need more, prelude
Prelude 9:40 pm
well I mean
also like, talking about the terms of their relationship and the fact that they’re going to have a relationship or at least see what happens
Kate 9:41 pm
i need it
okay
Prelude 9:41 pm
oh man kate
if I keep it going there’s gonna be So Much drama with Scotty
Kate 9:41 pm
like romance is also my New Thing
okay
like
WAIT WAIT
WHAT ABOUT DRAMA WITH SCOTT
Prelude 9:42 pm
oh yeah
Kate 9:42 pm
TELL ME MORE
Prelude 9:42 pm
if Gordon gets Penny pregnant, Scott is gonna rip him the fuck in half
Kate 9:42 pm
BUT LIEK
like
i don’t care i need it
i need to see how it shifts the dynamics
for all of them
Prelude 9:42 pm
oh yes
it’s gonna be like, to the point of massive overreaction, almost
for a Reason
Kate 9:43 pm
but that fits with scott
i would expect that from scott
does it have to do with age
Prelude 9:43 pm
well, i think for Scott the thing is that he like
got a girl pregnant when he was in high school
Kate 9:43 pm
with scott stepping into dad role
OMG YES
keep going
i am so excited
Prelude 9:43 pm
and she didn’t keep it, and that was for the best
Kate 9:43 pm
there are 5 boys in this family you can’t tell me an oops didn’t happen at least once
Prelude 9:44 pm
But he hates himself for being so irresponsible and stupid and impulsive and young
Kate 9:44 pm
yes yes yes
the scott/gordon dynamic i am fucking HERE for it
Prelude 9:44 pm
me too
But this is also just such a huge thing for Penelope because like
her whole life
and this was just supposed to be a sort of “well we’ll see” kind of a thing
and the first impulsive night they have together, the unthinkable happened
and of course she’s not on birth control, she hasn’t been in a serious relationship in a couple of years now
And why would he have brought condoms to his grandma’s birthday party
and they both should’ve thought about the potential for this consequence, but there’s such an afterglow and it seems more important to think about their relationship and neither of them figured this could happen
Kate 9:46 pm
right right
and passion is like a real fucker
that changes everything
Prelude 9:47 pm
no pun intended
Kate 9:47 pm
HA
Prelude 9:47 pm
and they were both looking forward to that courtship phase
like
Kate 9:47 pm
but passion is a fickle bitch, it’s all about the moment
she comes for even the most sensible
Prelude 9:48 pm
the thing that’s going to happen in this chapter is that she’s going to say “okay, let’s do this right. would you rather I took you out for valentine’s day or for your birthday?”
“And would you rather go to Paris or Nice?”
Kate 9:48 pm
oh man grabby hands
i’m super excited for the scott parts of this
like
i love the g/p part too
obvs
but what scott would go through would be a big Thing
he is very emotitonal
Prelude 9:49 pm
oh yeah
Kate 9:49 pm
emotional
Prelude 9:49 pm
I think like
Gordon doesn’t know about Scott’s thing
And like
john or somebody sort of has to take him aside and quietly explain
Kate 9:50 pm
also, you may not have ever even gone here, but due to my recent obsession, that then makes me think of virgil and kayo
if they’re messing around too
to be careful
shit happens
any of them, really, i guess
Prelude 9:50 pm
oH yeah
Kate 9:50 pm
i wanna be inside scott’s head when the news comes out
Prelude 9:50 pm
no they are fanatically careful
and they are like
Kate 9:50 pm
so they are like straight up doing it though?
Prelude 9:50 pm
no, they’ve been doing this for like a year and a half
No one knows
Kate 9:50 pm
like they are THERE
Prelude 9:50 pm
Oh yeah
They are total fuckbuddies
Kate 9:50 pm
OH WAIT
really?
that long?!
Prelude 9:51 pm
oh yeah
Kate 9:51 pm
wow, that’s even ebtter
better
Prelude 9:51 pm
no, they have a Thing
They have a System
Kate 9:51 pm
also, i am super impressed that they kept it quiet for that long
Prelude 9:51 pm
Oh yeah
Kate 9:51 pm
which makes sense considering kayo
Prelude 9:51 pm
Yeah, entirely
Kate 9:51 pm
is special ops or whatever
Prelude 9:51 pm
I think Virgil’s just like
I mean
Kate 9:51 pm
but like, i dunno, i love it
Prelude 9:52 pm
I think he’s the place where everybody else goes with secrets
Kate 9:52 pm
and i kinda like looking at the various dynamics
Prelude 9:52 pm
but he’s insanely good at keeping his own
Kate 9:52 pm
of what is and what isn’t
YES
i’ve always headcanoned virgil that way too
Prelude 9:52 pm
I think Somebody might know about Virgil
hahahaha I also kind of
I mean
like
Kate 9:52 pm
wait tell me about the system
Prelude 9:52 pm
there’s a place I wanna go with Virgil
Kate 9:52 pm
i am sorry
Prelude 9:52 pm
haha I don’t know much yet
Kate 9:52 pm
i hijacked this conversation
Prelude 9:52 pm
but it’s like
no no, it’s cool
Kate 9:53 pm
from pen and ink to virgil
Prelude 9:53 pm
No, I gotchu fam
Kate 9:53 pm
and kayo lol
but i have thought lots about the first 2
Prelude 9:53 pm
I think they have like
Kate 9:53 pm
and v/k is new and exciting for me lol
WAIT THIS PLACE
TELL ME MORE
Prelude 9:53 pm
hahaha well like
I mean, it’s meant to be sort of an overall examination of relationships in the family
Kate 9:53 pm
yes yes
Prelude 9:54 pm
and how some of them know some things about each other and some of them know other things and some things are secret
Like, Scott/Jane have a secret relationship, but I think like
Alan knows or something
Alan also still kind of has a thing for Kayo, but he’s aware that it’s dumb and he needs to get over it
but he’s still gonna be really hurt if he finds out about her and virgil
Kate 9:54 pm
awww yeah
Prelude 9:54 pm
And then like
I waaaaaant
like
Kate 9:55 pm
poor ala
alan
just in general
Prelude 9:55 pm
like, there’s sort of two major ships with Virgil are V/B and V/K. and I kinda wanna go both places.
I think Virgil is bi, but people tend to assume he’s gay. And I think maybe for a while he and Brains were kind of a thing, but also with that same sort of secrecy, and not like, in the fuckbuddy kinda way. I think they did more like traditional dating, just out of curiosity.
But that hasn’t been a thing in ages, and they basically came to the conclusion that they’re happier as friends.
Kate 9:57 pm
hmmm
would you try to explore both within this universe?
Prelude 9:57 pm
I think so.
Kate 9:57 pm
like the TA universe?
wow! girl, you’ve got your work cut out for you!
Prelude 9:57 pm
Mostly just because I want Gordon to get mad as hell at Virgil, for having fooled around with the only two people on the island that they’re not related to, “you enormous lumberjack slut.”
like, i want FIGHTS
Kate 9:58 pm
hahahahahha
Prelude 9:58 pm
“you beefy plaid whore”
Kate 9:58 pm
i don’t know why, but i have a hard time seeing brains in any sort of relationship with anyone
Prelude 9:59 pm
Yeah, that’s fair
Kate 9:59 pm
maybe it’s because i never formed an attachment to him?
Prelude 9:59 pm
I hear you
Kate 9:59 pm
or because he’s always like WORK SCIENCE OOPS
Prelude 9:59 pm
I mostly like the idea of Virgil being secretive about his personal relationships to the point that people assume he doesn’t have them.
Kate 9:59 pm
but also i LOVE the insults from gordon
you beefy plaid whore HHAHAHAHA
so virgil/kayo would end up coming out?
Prelude 10:00 pm
“you flannel strumpet”
“there are two people on this island you don’t share dna with and you fucked both of them”
(he didn’t, actually)
(also scott knew about virgil/brains being a thing and this is why he thinks virgil is gay)
Kate 10:00 pm
like a total accident? how would gordon know?
i wanna see this fight
Prelude 10:00 pm
Oh yeah, they’re in better shape than anyone else
Kate 10:00 pm
hahahaha
Prelude 10:00 pm
I think it comes out in one capacity or another
Kate 10:00 pm
hahahhahahaha the insults are amazing
how would scott feel about that?
Prelude 10:00 pm
Either Virgil owns up for some reason, possibly to keep Scott from really tearing into Gordon
Kate 10:00 pm
with his whole secret jane thing
oooh
you know
that is EXACTLY what virgil would do
try to reason
Prelude 10:01 pm
i think there’s a massive blow out
Kate 10:01 pm
ooooh no
i’m getting even more invested in v.k now
Prelude 10:01 pm
and Virgil grabs John and is like “okay, I’ll take Scott, you take Gordon.”
Kate 10:01 pm
like, what happens from there
OOOH
OOOH
Prelude 10:02 pm
i think V probably goes to Kayo and says “okay, i think I need to talk to Scott about us”
Kate 10:02 pm
KEEP GOING
TELL ME MORE
Prelude 10:02 pm
And she’s like “MMMMMMM NOT SURE I DIG ON THAT, THERE IS LITERALLY A SMOKING CRATER WHERE GORDON WAS STANDING”
“yeah but that’s why we gotta”
I think John’s a bigger factor for Gordon vs the whole potential parenthood thing
because I’ll always write him as aro/ace
But he’s also the person with the closest analogue to a child, in EOS
Kate 10:04 pm
okay okay
although, scott too
Prelude 10:04 pm
Oh yeah
Kate 10:04 pm
kinda assuming father role
Prelude 10:04 pm
Oh totally
Kate 10:04 pm
oh man oh man
sarah
Prelude 10:04 pm
“I’m just telling you what Dad told me when I did this”
Kate 10:04 pm
you have no idea
the kind of feels i have right now
OH
OOOH MAN
Prelude 10:05 pm
Gordon being like “excuse me, I did not knock up a cheerleader I’d known for three weeks in the back of Grandpa’s truck when i was seventeen”
Prelude 10:06 pm
“if the great state of kansas had an age of consent any younger than sixteen, what you did would’ve been statutory”
then probably there’s some punching
Kate 10:06 pm
ooooh shit lol
yeah yeah, there’s definitely some punching
Prelude 10:07 pm
hahaha oh man
i just wrote
a line
Kate 10:07 pm
OH
DID YOU NOW
Prelude 10:07 pm
“Not much for sleeping late, then?” she inquires, curious more than she is critical. “Personally, I’ve got a terrible fondness for a good lie-in.”
“I get nervous when I don’t know what time it is,” he admits, a little sheepishly. “I mean—it doesn’t matter. S’just…I dunno, I’m all hungover. And we’re supposed to be outta here by noon. And—and I don’t mean to keep coming back to it, but my entire family, Penelope. Right outside your bedroom door. My grandmother. We weren’t supposed to get her anything, but like…happy birthday, Grandma! I slept with our London Agent.”
“Well, if it helps, it was well after midnight before anything of consequence actually happened.” Penelope tilts her head slightly (adorably), and seems bemused by the concept. “But then, it does beg the question—is that something she would consider a gift?”
Gordon shrugs. “There’s a reason Grandma rhymes with drama.”
On the topic of drama, her answering sigh is exaggerated, but tolerant. “Yes, because you’re an American and you pronounce everything incorrectly.”
Kate 10:08 pm
lol
penny
but seriously, i LOVE this
and i love the direction it’s going
and i love everything i know about the overall shakeup for the family
Prelude 10:09 pm
oh yes
I’m very excited
Kate 10:09 pm
i can’t describe to you how excited i am for all of this!!!
Prelude 10:10 pm
hahaha good!
motivate me!
Kate 10:10 pm
how?!?! i’ve done LOTS of screaming!!!
lol
Prelude 10:11 pm
hahaha i mean you are!
you are super motivating me
Kate 10:11 pm
YAYAYAYAY!!!
i’m a sucker for relationships
and analyzing them
throwing wrenches into them lol
Prelude 10:11 pm
yeah!
also Gordon and Grandma and “grandma i fucked up”
and just
like
Kate 10:12 pm
OH my gosh yes!!!
Prelude 10:12 pm
being so upset at how this changes what he thought was goign to play out
like, he wanted the chance to fall in love with her
i mean, more in love with her
but like, to do it Right
Kate 10:13 pm
right, follow kind of the natural course
Prelude 10:13 pm
and to have to figure out how to make their relationship work out between their respective jobs
because I also think she’s like
“I don’t want an abortion”
Kate 10:14 pm
and the added pressure of distance
Prelude 10:14 pm
I kind of don’t think that’s in her nature
Kate 10:14 pm
or how to come together
like at least v/k are on the same island
Prelude 10:14 pm
yeah, exactly
Kate 10:14 pm
i would assume too, for penny, there’s some sort of expectation of how things should be
like, from a social standpoint
from a name standpoint
Prelude 10:15 pm
Yeah, exactly
she’s just like
staring down the barrel of this scandal
and like
she’s run into a crumbling south american temple without batting an eye
but this scares her
Kate 10:16 pm
yes
that makes perfect sense
things are going to change moving forward, forever
but there’s really no way of knowing how things will play out
Prelude 10:16 pm
And their family is so private
like so incredibly private
she’s lived her whole life in the public eye and he just hasn’t
aaaaaah
and like
man
Kate 10:17 pm
yesss
there are so many factors at play
Prelude 10:18 pm
he wants so much to do right by her, and like, he already loves her enough to marry her
but now he doesn’t know if he should ask
or what she’d say if he did
or if she wants that
Kate 10:18 pm
and emotions are so high that i’d think that’d impact a lot
like as far as asking for marriage
Prelude 10:18 pm
also preggo hormones
yeah, exactly
and like
Penny being told that she can’t do that secret side of her job any more
she has to be just a socialite
Kate 10:19 pm
and i’d think maybe this might challenge the nature of their jobs?
for anyone involved?
Prelude 10:19 pm
oh yeah
Gordon’s gonna get benched
Kate 10:19 pm
yeeeep
good thing they don’t need him for things like deep sea rig explosions
Prelude 10:20 pm
wELL
not like Penny can do it either
Kate 10:20 pm
right
but that’s what i mean
they both do these kinds of things
Prelude 10:20 pm
exactly
Kate 10:20 pm
but now adding a child brings in a whole lot more to think about and i am thrilled to see how it plays out!!!
Prelude 10:20 pm
and now they both have each other
on the sidelines
Kate 10:20 pm
ahhhhhh!!!
Prelude 10:20 pm
yeah!!!
i gotta!!!
write it!!!
Kate 10:20 pm
on the sidelines
YES
and the virgil/kayo
Prelude 10:21 pm
“go have a tea party with penny or whatever it is she does”
oh yeah
Kate 10:21 pm
i hope you know
you’ve created a monster
and i will NEVER let this go
even if it takes YEARS AND YEARS
Prelude 10:21 pm
I think v/k going like “…well should we try and be a thing now? like a real thing? like stuff is changing, should we take that opportunity?”
Kate 10:21 pm
i’ll always be there, whispering in your ear
HAHAHA
Prelude 10:21 pm
“…what if we don’t work as a thing?”
Kate 10:21 pm
YES YES
and it would be virgil that makes the proposition, yes?
Prelude 10:22 pm
Oh yeah
oh man
Grandma taking Gordon aside and being like “the only reason your mother and father got together was because Scott was conceived in a hayloft when your dad was twenty-one, he can get off his high-horse.”
“And there are five of you and your parents loved each other more than anything.”
Kate 10:22 pm
was it intiially like, one of them that said ‘let’s just keep it where it’s at’ or like, very adamantly keep it as fuckbuddies on the dl
Prelude 10:22 pm
“this doesn’t have to be a disaster”
Kate 10:23 pm
YES
Prelude 10:23 pm
I think Kayo is a little bit scared to be caught keeping another secret from the boys.
Kate 10:23 pm
GRANDMA FOR THE WIN
Prelude 10:23 pm
and also being like
“your dad never meant for IR to be your entire lives”
Kate 10:23 pm
at least she has virgil in it with her
and if anyone is sensible in that family, it’s virgil
yes 😔
ir really is literally everything
Prelude 10:23 pm
“you’re meant to have partners, you’re meant to have your own futures, you’re meant to grow up and learn how to make this a part of your lives and not the totality”
And like
Kate 10:24 pm
impacts ALL areas of their lives
Prelude 10:24 pm
the core of the reason why any of them keep these secrets at all
is because they’re afraid of how it would impact IR
and Dad’s legacy
Kate 10:24 pm
oh my gosh sarah i am fucking here for it and fucking pumped!!!
Prelude 10:24 pm
and none of them want to be the guy to ruin that.
hahahahaha
ily kate you complete me
Kate 10:24 pm
<3
Prelude 10:24 pm
i am down to talk about this always
Kate 10:24 pm
ME FUCKING TOO
cuz see, you’re looking at what comes next, and what happens later, not just right now
and i fucking APPRECIATE THAT
Prelude 10:25 pm
oh yeah
I am a Big Picture Person
and I am very much about the interplay of all these relationships
Kate 10:25 pm
ugh me too
Prelude 10:25 pm
and how these different connections form
and also like
Kate 10:25 pm
YES
Prelude 10:25 pm
unexpected connections
Kate 10:25 pm
and they’re all getting older
Prelude 10:25 pm
Like
Kate 10:25 pm
and things change
Prelude 10:25 pm
exactly!
like it’s so significant that Gordon goes to her intially because he’s like “i need to start getting over you”
Prelude 10:26 pm
and she’s like “well first you’re gonna be under me for a bit”
Kate 10:26 pm
and if they’ve found someone that they could make a life with, it’s important
that those things happen
Kate 10:26 pm
b/c of fulfillment and everything
Prelude 10:26 pm
exactly!
and like
This is the break scott’s been waiting for, even if he doesn’t realize it
And he’s gonna be in this massive funk and he’s gonna be like “I’M GOING OUT FOR SOME AIR”
Kate 10:27 pm
YES!
KEEP GOING
KEEP GOING
Prelude 10:27 pm
and he’s going to fly across the globe to whatever airport Jane is spending the night in and be like
Kate 10:27 pm
GOOOOO
KEEP GOING
Prelude 10:27 pm
“my fucking little idiot brother knocked up an english socialite”
Kate 10:27 pm
omg omg
Prelude 10:27 pm
“let’s get MARRIED.”
Kate 10:27 pm
i love this
Prelude 10:27 pm
“that’ll teach him.”
Kate 10:27 pm
this is literally what i live for omg
ahhahahahaha
scott
Prelude 10:27 pm
“he’s not the only stupid impulsive idiot in the family”
Kate 10:28 pm
hahahaha
i love it omg
Prelude 10:28 pm
And Jane’s gonna be like “slow your roll, babe 😃 "
“ily but you’re dumb as hell when you’re mad.”
like
that Scott’s found someone outside the family
who does what Virgil does for him in IR
in like an emotional capacity
Kate 10:29 pm
YESSS
omg
beautiful
i love love love these things
Prelude 10:29 pm
saaaaame
Kate 10:29 pm
and like, above all else, these boys DESERVE this
Prelude 10:29 pm
yeah!!!
Kate 10:29 pm
they deserve love
and something to indulge in
and get that ultimate fullillment
outside of what they know
Prelude 10:30 pm
and also I want Penny to go to John first with the news that she’s pregnant
because bffs
and also I think he’s just who she calls when she’s in trouble
Kate 10:30 pm
that makes sense and i thought she would
cuz
bffs
hahahaha
Prelude 10:30 pm
well and also because that was where she went when she first kissed Gordon
Kate 10:30 pm
right
follows patterns
Prelude 10:30 pm
and i live for callbacks yes
also i just like
Kate 10:31 pm
yes
i’m like in my glory right now
thinking about it all
Prelude 10:32 pm
really love that she would trust him and would be correct in trusting him and that he’d be the person to say “well, I will help you handle this however you want to handle this and no one else has to know”
“but also please don’t keep this from Gordon, because if he ever finds out any other way he’ll literally die.”
“i cannot explain the degree to which this would hurt him and i know you don’t want to hurt him.”
Kate 10:32 pm
yessss
yes
Prelude 10:32 pm
also parker is going to be Furious
Kate 10:33 pm
ooh i never really even thought about parker!
Prelude 10:33 pm
yeah, I keep remembering him at the last second
Kate 10:33 pm
there are so many players involved and so many lines to follow
so many people impacted
Prelude 10:33 pm
yessssss
i live for that shit
hwd is like that
Kate 10:34 pm
like, nothing anyone in this family does only impacts that person
Prelude 10:34 pm
so complicated
so many relationships
Kate 10:34 pm
or that couple
there are repercussions for EVERYTHING any of them do that impact EVERYONE else
Prelude 10:34 pm
Exactly
and deep down at the core of it, it’s just that they all want to protect each other
Kate 10:34 pm
yes
comes from a good place
and i’ll never think they’re in the wrong for wanting something more
Prelude 10:35 pm
and also none of them can BELIEVE that they’ve all been keeping these sorts of secrets with varying degrees of success
Kate 10:35 pm
i did laundry today and i missed one half of 6 pairs of socks lol
Prelude 10:35 pm
hahaha
Kate 10:35 pm
right!?!?!?!
Prelude 10:35 pm
skillz
Kate 10:36 pm
like, the kayo/virgil one is kind of mind blowing based on sheer length
and thought that goes into it
and keeping sage
safe
Prelude 10:36 pm
oh yeah
Kate 10:36 pm
and secret
like shit
Prelude 10:36 pm
they’re both just like
I think they almost get more satisfaction out of the secrecy of it
than any other aspect
Kate 10:36 pm
it’s kind of daunting lol
Prelude 10:36 pm
Like the sex is fine and great and whatever
But what’s almost more fun is that they’ve gotten away with it for so long
they’re both kind of competitive
and they work really well together as a team
and Virgil likes getting one over on his brothers
and Kayo feels incomplete if she’s not keeping SOMETHING secret
like
it probably started up shortly after they found out about her uncle
like
Kate 10:37 pm
oooh
Prelude 10:37 pm
if that’s the way the context of their relationship changes
like that whole sort of
“well, at least now it’s easier not to feel like we’re the only family you have”
Kate 10:38 pm
oooh yes
yes yes
dude there is so much to explore
Prelude 10:38 pm
I knoooooow
Kate 10:38 pm
also like
how the hell do they keep quiet?
in the literal sense
Prelude 10:38 pm
it’s a big island
Kate 10:38 pm
on an island
eh true
i bet they have A Place
Prelude 10:39 pm
little huts on the beach
TB2 is Pretty Big
Kate 10:39 pm
but also like, if something really tough happens, do they sometimes just NEED tht touch, that reassurance
i think they got the best end of the stick
Prelude 10:39 pm
(hahaha Gordon: “IN THE CO PILOT’S SEAT. I SIT THERE.”)
Kate 10:39 pm
they’re both right there
HAHAHAHAHAH
hahhahaha
i love it so much
Prelude 10:40 pm
“ALAN’S SAT THERE.”
“YOU’VE TAINTED OUR BABY BROTHER.”
Kate 10:40 pm
i don’t understand how my laundry piles up so quickly
HAHAHAHAHAHA
gordon questioning literally everywhre
Prelude 10:41 pm
“in MY POOL.”
“DRAIN THE POOL.”
Kate 10:41 pm
hhHAHAHAHA this is my favorite part of that relationship
everyone else finding out
and gordon with his insults
SO ENTERTAINING
and i wonder if virgil keeping that sort of secret, in light of gordon seeking him out for a similar type of secret, would lead to some hurt feelings
or if he’d be like, i gotchya bro
Prelude 10:42 pm
oh man
i think the thing with Virgil is that like
everybody trusts him
but he also tells Kayo everything
Because couples just do that.
Kate 10:42 pm
right, which she even told gordon LOL
Prelude 10:43 pm
exactly
and so the thing with Virgil is going to be less that he kept his own secret
and more that he didn’t keep anyone else’s.
Kate 10:43 pm
and like, even if they’re calling it ‘just a thing’ if it’s been a year and a half, like, they’re invested
Prelude 10:43 pm
oh yeah
no, more than either of them realize
Kate 10:44 pm
that’s the shit i am 100% here for
gawd i’m a total slut for that shit
Prelude 10:45 pm
ehehehe
man and like
the idea that maybe the secrecy was the only thing that kept them going
Kate 10:45 pm
also like, friends with benefits is great in theory
but i really think it’s more of a short term thing
Prelude 10:45 pm
I think he’d probably try to argue that they haven’t ever been that.
they’re definitely more than friends
Kate 10:45 pm
and when you don’t see them super often
Prelude 10:46 pm
like, her being really vulnerable to people knowing something so personal about her
Kate 10:46 pm
yes yes i think so too
that’s a super vulnerable position to be in
to even open yourself up to someone that much
and put that kind of trust in them
Prelude 10:46 pm
and him being like “we’re still your family, you can still trust us”
“nothing’s going to change about the way they feel about you”
and her being like “literally everything will change about the way they feel about me.”
Kate 10:47 pm
right and more than friends i think has a really high probability of leading to more over time
i think it was bound to happen
Prelude 10:47 pm
yeah, entirely
Kate 10:47 pm
they’re both right
Prelude 10:47 pm
I think the best place she could get to by the end of it would be “willing to try with a high hope of success”
Kate 10:47 pm
but like not in the way they expect, i think
Prelude 10:47 pm
yeah for sure
Kate 10:47 pm
i mean, this is just me thinking about it
obvs
Prelude 10:48 pm
no totally, I need thinking about it
Kate 10:48 pm
also, i had a friends with benefits thing that turned into something more and it was a fucking mess
so
Prelude 10:48 pm
Ooh
see
like
Kate 10:48 pm
that kind of impacts, for me, the way i see this playing out
Prelude 10:48 pm
the thing with me
Kate 10:48 pm
also
Prelude 10:48 pm
is that i have been in one (1) relationship
Kate 10:48 pm
why i am so attached to this idea of v/k
and it just happened to be with virgil
Prelude 10:48 pm
and it has lasted for 14 years and we have a kid
Kate 10:48 pm
but like, the relationship itself is what got me hooked
right, which by the way is fucking amazing!!!
Prelude 10:49 pm
hahaha thank you
we got very lucky
Kate 10:49 pm
from my experience, and that that friends have had, it’s never easy, and it’s rarely clean
Prelude 10:49 pm
entirely
Kate 10:49 pm
even if the agreement is made at the beginning that it’s a ‘whatever will happen’
feelings change
damn, memories lol
you did get very lucky
i think, i am also at the age, the ripe old age of 28, where these things are making a much larger impact on me
like, the idea of finding someone or something as the next step
28 is a Year, man
Prelude 10:51 pm
oh yeah
what the hell you’re only 28
you baby
you infant
Prelude 10:53 pm
I’m 29, and I’m going to be 30 so I can say these things
Kate 10:53 pm
i was about to sya
i am pretty sure you are not much older than me
lololol
Prelude 10:53 pm
no, i am not
but like
I think that’s where Scott’s at
I think he had a FWB thing with Jane
but it turned into “well, now you’re the person I want to talk to at the end of every day”
“even if you’re on the other side of the world”
“and even if this is the least physical relationship I’ve ever had”
“And usually I rely on that more than I rely on the other thing”
Prelude 10:56 pm
I think Scott’s been waiting for his moment
for like this big reveal and whatever
and he thinks that “I have a secret girlfriend and today is our six month anniversary” is going to be a big deal
but possibly Gordon swipes that out from under him with “I got Penelope pregnant.”
Kate 10:57 pm
yes yes, that was one of my first thoughts, actually
i feel like, scott’s secret is actually the last on the OH SHIT reveal list
like, in order:
Prelude 10:58 pm
oh yeah
Kate 10:58 pm
1: pregnant
2: 1.5 years sneaking around IN THE SAME HOUSE
3: 6 month relationship, not so physical
Prelude 10:58 pm
but like!
the shame of it is, Scott’s so damn proud of himself
because I think they started out as like
Kate 10:58 pm
right!!
Prelude 10:59 pm
she was just someone he’d bootycall occasionally
and then it just got to be more
Kate 10:59 pm
and it’s good for him to have found that anchor
Prelude 10:59 pm
and his relationships don’t usually get to the “more” stage
I think that was the mistake he made in highschool
Kate 10:59 pm
it is all very exciting
Prelude 10:59 pm
like he was seventeen and ready to marry this stupid girl
Kate 10:59 pm
but even with him, there are more complications
Prelude 10:59 pm
and her parents were like “NOPE.”
Kate 10:59 pm
b/c they do not live near each other
so as far as more goes
that can be hard, i’d imagine!
Prelude 10:59 pm
yeah, entirely
I mean, I did the LDR thing for a few years with the husband
Kate 11:00 pm
dude and he (scott) totally would have
Prelude 11:00 pm
entirely
he was young and stupid and he thought he was in love
it would’ve been a dISASTER though
Kate 11:00 pm
aww poor scott
lol yeah
he wouldn’t be where he is!
Prelude 11:01 pm
no!
Kate 11:01 pm
and like the dynamics of the entire family would have changed!!!
Prelude 11:01 pm
and he would’ve had a horrible marriage that lasted a terribly short time and would’ve ended in a messy divorce
because he cares way too much
like, the way it worked out is still the best way it could’ve worked out
but like, he also got a vasectomy as soon as it was reasonably possible
(aaaaugh but also Grandma and Gordon sitting side by side at the edge of the pool, and he is just DEVASTATED.)
(because Scott came down on him so hard, and even in spite of everything there’s this tiny tiny tiny little part of him that wants to be excited)
(that thinks this is new and amazing and wonderful and maybe it means something)
(and maybe it could be okay)
(but like, Scott pulled the roof down on his head and made him feel like a bad person)
(for something that was a mistake/accident)
Kate 11:04 pm
yesssss
yes i see all of that
Prelude 11:04 pm
(and grandma being like “you know, you remind me very much of your brother and very much of your father right now, because I have been right here with both of them, and Scott was the cause of one of those situations and the result of the other. so don’t worry kiddo. it all works out.”)
('i’m going to have a very very pretty great grandbaby. those creighton-wards have some excellent genes.”)
Kate 11:05 pm
hahaa yes
Prelude 11:05 pm
(“and don’t tell your brothers, but you’re the cute one.”)
Kate 11:05 pm
i do love grandma tracy
HA HAHA
Prelude 11:05 pm
(“best possible baby. let me get my phone, let’s look at your baby pictures.”)
Kate 11:06 pm
hahaha yes
the comedic relief that is very much needed
Prelude 11:07 pm
For sure
Kate 11:07 pm
but also proof that things will be okay
or that they can be okay
that it can work out
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The Gazelle Hunt
(What's up everybody! Its ya girl coming at you with some lion king fan fiction, this takes place when Mufasa and Scar *still Taka at this point* were still cubs it explores Scar's feelings toward his parents specifically his father and how he treats him in comparison to Mufasa, I hope you enjoy it)
Evening enveloped the Pridelands, a thick blanket of stars began to cover the night sky, and under them sat one very bored, very irritable little lion cub. The cub in question was Taka. The son of Ahadi and Uru and the second born prince of the Pridelands.
Taka sat sulking with his head held low and his shoulders hunched over. If his mother had been there to see him he'd have caught a lecture about his posture. "A prince always sits with his head held high" she'd chide "Remember you not only represent yourself but every single animal in the Pridelands and you should carry yourself accordingly." However his mother wasn't present at the time being, she was off on a business trip and even if she was he wouldn't care, for at the moment Taka was very angry.
Ahadi had taken his brother Mufasa, out to practice hunting while he was napping and they had left him alone...again. He knew that he shouldn't be angry after all he didn't even like hunting, sure he knew it was necessary in order to get the food that they needed, but the brutality of the practice still made his skin crawl. Nonetheless it would have been courteous of them to at the very least ask him if he was interested, even if he would have turned them down.
It seemed like Taka was always getting left out, whenever there was any fun to be had Taka would be the last one considered, Ahadi always took Mufasa out to practice hunting, go to on rambles through the pridelands and things of that nature, while Taka was always left to the wayside. It seemed to him that to his parents Mufasa was the golden child while he was considered the sloppy seconds. While Taka was wallowing in self pity a thunderous roar let out and snapped him out of it. Low and behold the two had returned, with his father Ahadi taking the lead and Mufasa in tow.
"Wonderful..." he thought to himself. As they neared closer to the pride rock Taka heard Mufasa, excitingly recounting the events of the chase. "Did you see the way that I dove at that gopher? He didn't even know what hit him." "Yes your leap is definitely improving, however you need to work on your stealth remember 90% of hunting is remaining unseen by your prey." Ahadi then preceded to give Mufasa tips on how he could refine his hunting style.
Taka definitely didn't want to be outside when they came back, they would want to speak to him, and he was far too aggravated to indulge them so he opted to turn around and start his way into the cave. "Hey! Taka!" shouted Mufasa It was too late, he had already been spotted. "Drat" he thought. Mufasa and Ahadi made their way up the stone to greet him.
"Hi there Taka! What's up?" Mufasa exclaimed right into Taka's ear "Oh same old, same old just sitting out here contemplating, fratricide." said Taka coldly "Taka! Be nice!" Ahadi warned "Oh father I was merely jesting....kind of." "Hahaha! Taka you're such a crack up!" laughed Mufasa "Ok, ok enough jokes, lets get you to inside before you catch a chill." said Ahadi and with that the three lions filed into the cave.
Taka slowly padded toward the soft leaves at the corner of the cave, all he wanted right now was to be left alone. Mufasa made a beeline to the corner of the cave to play with his favorite toy a wildebeest's tail his father had brought back for him after a hunting trip, however they where both cut short by their father. "Hey now. Where do you two think you're going?" "Um to play wildebeest hunt." replyed Mufasa "Not with that dirty pelt you're not. You need a bath, Taka you too come on." "Oh great. Just what I need." thought Taka more irritated now than before, all he wanted to do was get away from his brother and father for a while but he getting dragged right back to them. What did a cub have to do to be left alone around here?
Ahadi laid on the floor and started to groom Mufasa who then started to talk about what happened at hunting practice again. "Man that gopher was so mad when I pounced on him." "Well I don't blame him, you have very heavy paws. You probably gave him a nasty bump, of course you won't have to worry about that when you actually start hunting, but for for now try to show a little restraint when you're playing with others." Ahadi said gently. The incessant chatter was getting to Taka, the more Ahadi and Mufasa spoke about what they had done while they were away, the more Taka was reminded of everything he had missed out on, and the more furious he felt.
"Boy Taka you should've seen me out there, I was terrific." said Mufasa excitedly "Well maybe I would've seen you if you two had you know asked me if I wanted to go!" Taka yelled "Oh yeah, sorry about that its just that well you where sleeping and you said that you didn't like hunting so we just assumed...." "Assumed what father? That I matter so little that you shouldn't even bother to see if I wanted to go out with you?!?" "Hey I never said that!" shouted Ahadi "Well you didn't have to! Actions speak louder than words, and your actions have made it quite clear that you favor Mufasa more than me!" "Taka you know that I would never put one of you over the other." said Ahadi dejectedly "Well you sure have a funny way of showing it." With that Taka got up, stormed to the opening of the cave and laid down.
Ahadi was at a loss. Sure he did tend to spend a bit more time with Mufasa but only because he was preparing him to be king not because he favored him. But it was clear that Taka felt slighted, and he didn't know what to do. Just then Ahadi got an idea. Taka looked back to see Ahadi whispering something to Mufasa, "What could they possibly be talking about now?" he wondered almost immediately after he thought it Ahadi and Mufasa started talking again
"My oh my, would you look at the size of that gazelle." exclaimed Ahadi making sure he spoke loud enough for Taka to hear. "A gazelle? Where?" Asked Taka very confused. "Isn't he a big one Mufasa?" "I'll say." said Mufasa, "He's almost as big as an elephant." "Hey I've got an idea. Lets you and me sneak up from behind and tried to catch him." explained Ahadi, "Good idea." Uttered Mufasa, "Have you two lost your minds? There isn't a gazelle around here for mil-hey!" Taka was cut off mid sentence as he was scooped up in his father's paw.
Ahadi flipped his son on his back and put him in between his paws. "What is the meaning of this?!? Unhand me at once!" Taka demanded "Boy this gazelle sure is chatty." said Mufasa "Well maybe this will calm him down." with that Ahadi stated to nuzzle into Taka's ribs. "Hehehe hey! That tickles!" giggled Taka, "Hey that looks fun let me try." Mufasa then wiggled his paws on his brother's other side which caused Taka to howl with laughter "Hahahahaha!" "Hmm that's funny this gazelle sounds just like Taka" "Maybe he ate him." "Oh no! Don't worry Taka I'll save you!" Mufasa started to tickle Taka's belly with his paws. This made Taka's laughter go up another octave as his eyes started to water from laughing so hard "AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Stop! Sthahahap!" shouted Taka "Alright Muffy, I think to this little gazelle's had enough." Taka then flipped himself over to his side and started to pant; still a bit giggly from the tickling he'd received after he had calmed down a bit Ahadi started to say speak
"I'm very sorry Taka." he stated "You were right we should've took you into consideration and asked you to come along with us. I apologize." Taka wasn't as angry as he was before and his father did seem sorry so he forgave him. "Well its alright. Just don't leave me behind again, who knows you might need my keen eyesight in case you run into gazelles."
#the lion king#the lion king 2#the lion king 2: simba's pride#mufasa#Scar#Taka#Ahadi#fan fiction#fan fic writing
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Nuts and Dolts because I'm trash (if you couldn't tell) part 1
*in Atlas at the home Ruby and the gang were staying at, the doorbell had been ringing over and over again but they weren't expecting anyone, especially at 1 in the morning*
*Jaune and Ruby were the only two still awake because of their persistent nightmares, Weiss and Yang had turned in not long before, Blake passed out with a book in her hand nearly the minute the had arrived, the rest followed soon after*
Jaune: *he had been on his scroll for most of the night up to that point* We really shouldn't open that door Ruby, especially you of all people
Ruby: But what if it's something important!
Jaune: it's probably some military guy that wants to yell at us about "regulations" or something, WELL I LIKE LOOSE PANTS SO EAT IT ATLAS!
Ruby: pfft calm down Jaune you can keep your pants, I'm just curious you know?
Jaune: *looks down at his scroll and his eyes widen* Ruby open the door
Ruby: but you just said I specifically shouldn't bec-
Jaune: oh you definitely want to be the one to open it *looking back at the image of the long lost orange haired girl lost at Pyrrah's hand in utter disbelief* theres no way...
Ruby: ok if you're sure haha
*goes over to the door and slides it open revealing the orange haired girl standing very much in one piece before her*
Penny: Saalllluuuuutations!
Ruby: *instantly tackle hugging Penny* OH MY GOD PENNY YOU'RE ALIVE... WELL YOU KNOW, YOUR OK OH GOD OH WOW I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE YOU AGAIN, YOU TURNED INTO A DOLLAR OH GOD *about 2 minutes of rambling later* I'm so glad you're back... but how?
Penny: *still on the ground similarly to when they first met* now THAT is a looooonnnggg story friend Ruby, may I come inside?
Jaune: *standing at the door during this reaches his arms down and starts to pull the two to their feet only to realize how heavy penny is* oh boy, I knew you were metal but this is nuts
Penny: *standing up and picking up Ruby with her* I don't think we've met before *tilts her head* Hi I'm Penny *lifts her arm to shake his hand only to drop Ruby by accident*
Jaune: *after Penny never let go of his hand* uhhh...
Penny: OH sorry I'm just so happy to meet a new friend!
Ruby: wait... can you even be here right now, are you allowed?
Penny: I was specifically assigned to be *stands straight up* the protector of Ruby and her company during and after their stay in Atlas and during future endeavors *relaxes a bit* also they told me to keep a close eye on Yang and Blake, they don't seem to like them or the Qrow very much, oh and Weiss's father is very mad that she isn't going home but General Ironwood talked him down thankfully, no one seems to mind Ren and Nora though, or you Jaune
Jaune: yay I'm not a threat *sarcastic jazz hands*
Penny: *smiling confidential* no you are not!
Jaune: ...
Ruby: ppppeeeEEENNNNNYYYYY GOW ARE YOU ALIVE! ALSO YOU'LL BE WITH US FOREVER HOW? WHY? IS YOUR FATHER OK WITH THIS!
Penny: oh Ruby, I'm not real, you know that, although some things were harder to fix, I used my semblance to help with that
Ruby: YOU HAVE A SEMBLANCE WHAT IS IT!!!!!!
Penny: oh yes I do, I can self repair even the worst injurys, it is very useful as I can't heal like you normally do, I can recover from most anything given I am not completely destroyed, for the most part, It's like that movie with the giant robot
Ruby: THATS AWSOME! wait but why didn't it help you a beacon, and WHY CAN YOU TRAVEL WITH US NOW!!!!?
Penny: I didn't know I could do it back then, it is a more recent development, also I am only a prototype Ruby *looks down at her hands* I was never ment to be the ultimate final product, but my sister will be, she is built to learn from my mistakes in the past and remedy them
Ruby: so... you've been replaced...? I'm sorry
Jaune: *is still there* yeah... no one should have to go through that, also arn't you worried about getting torn up by your wires again?
Penny: no no it's not like that, if anything it meens I can finally be with Ruby *blushes a bit* I can be free where my sister cannot
Jaune: but what about Atlas' investment in you? That must've cost a fortune!
Penny: I was a side project, a future example of what the Knights can become eventually, I was started by my father alone, but eventually the military wanted to help the prodject, they just gave him the supplies and tools necessary to work on *blushes* some... finer components of mine
Ruby: I'm just so glad you're back, you don't know how much I missed you... *starts tearing up* I...
Penny: *hugs Ruby* oh Ruby it's ok, I even have plenty of new features, I'm new and improved, I can also generate some new parts using materials I find around, I won't leave you again I promise
Jaune: wait but what about the wire thing?
Penny: *pulls out all her swords and waves her hands under the hilts* they're magnetic now see?
Qrow: *walks in groggy and kinda drunk after his meet with Winter, sees Penny* ... nope, this is when drunk is too drunk, night kiddo... don't bang the robot
Penny: does he meen you want to spar Ruby?
Jaune: * maniacal laughter*
Ruby: *red faced* no no not at all
Penny: *seeming to recalibrate* oh! A double entendre! Oh so he meens you wa.... oh...
Jaune: *now on the floor laughing* I CAN'T HAHAHAHAHA
Ruby: *internal screeching* I...
Penny: don't worry Ruby, I am fully functional in every regard, if that is what you want then at some point I would be happy to oblige! I'M BEDROOM READY! *pumps fist into the air for effect*
Jaune: *is physically asphyxiating due to lack of oxygen because he was laughing so hard*
Ruby: *gets a massive nosebleed and falls over from all the blood rushing to her face*
Penny: *tilts head again* Ruby? Jaune? Are you ok?
...............
That part 1, I want to continue this because I LOVE PENNY SO MUCH AND SHE FITS SO WELL SO HAVE SOME EXPOSITION, IT MAY BE CRUD AND TERRIBLE BUT HOD DID IT FEEL GOOD TO WRITE AAAAAAAAA
#aaaaa#aaaa#aaaaaaa#rwby#rwby penny#penny polendina#penny#nuts and dolts#rwby ruby#ruby rose#ruby#jaune#rwby jaune#jaune arc#rwby qrow#qrow branwen#qrowin#mechanical rose#my heart#i'm bedroom ready#i'm freaking weak#my lungs#aaaaaaaa
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Genocide! (the book. not like. actual genocide.)
Okay so it’s been a while since I posted one of my EDA reviews, and it’s been a while since I read this particular book (because I’ve been at a place where they don’t have wifi for about two months now so I couldn’t post it (since for some reason I always post these from the laptop but yeah ANYWAY.)) but here is another one of my weird reviews/liveblog things!
This time, it’s Genocide! And I think, if I remember correctly, I liked this one. Well. I mean. Jo is in this one, so of course I liked it. Anyway! I’m gonna read these reactions I had while reading this book now (cause my memory is awful and I literally remember nothing except that Jo was in it lol) and then maybe I’ll be able to tell you how I liked it!
As usual, here are my favourite bits of reactions/quotes/scenes/impressions from when I read this, and the full liveblog will be under the cut! Enjoy my rambly thoughts!
AAAH the Doctor’s pretending he got his outfit from 1893 but Sam saw the label and knows it’s from a costume store I’m screaming
I love that Sam made a scaling system because every single situation with the Doctor is dangerous so the question is no longer ‘is this situation dangerous?’ but ‘how dangerous is this situation’ hahaha i love her
‘We all have to be daleks sometimes. It’s just a matter of knowing when you really don’t have a choice’ - Doctor (ooooh I love this line)
“Do you know what it's like, Doctor? To watch them die, to hear them die, and know that there's nothing you can do to stop it?” STOP IT of course he knows!!! now I’m crying :(
[Cliff] LEFT JO???? who would ever want to leave JO??? I mean. now she’s finally free to marry sexy yates instead so I guess that’s fine BUT WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND
I know this was before storm warning came out and probably references something entirely different but still, THE UNCREATOR
wait a minute did jo just go and lift rowenna and is now running while carrying her??? uh she’s... strong
oh god how I hope there’s an easier alternative in which no species gets killed off :( ....... eileen this book is literally called genocide
“So you are human.' 'No, not exactly, but that doesn't matter.” Doctor... what... ‘not exactly’?
Jo and Sam have been alone for 6 days??? I mean, 5 and a half hours were bad for Rose, sure, but that has nothing on being stranded without the Doctor 2 million years in the past, in Africa, for six bloody days omg
aaaah the Doctor can hear Jo’s screams from millions of years in the future (Doctor x Jo confirmed)
I can’t believe Jo of all people would kill all those aliens! like... that’s genocide. just. I don’t believe it. not Jo. she’d never
Okay, so here’s my thoughts about the book: I loved it! The fact that we’ve got a non humanoid species here (that I at first thought were Nimons - imagine my disappointment when I found out they weren’t) is so interesting, learning all about them (they have a smell alphabet?? that’s so cool) is so... interesting (yeah, this book is interesting, I know I say that a lot lol). And Jo. asdfgdasflgadgs. I love her. Having her there definitely made the whole book better, though in my opinion I would have really enjoyed the book so much even if she weren’t in it. The only sad thing is that we didn’t get to see her off. She was just gone suddenly! But I loved the book nonetheless.
Okay, you know the drill. Under the cut you’ll find my unabridged reactions that I wrote down while reading! I bolded what I put in the highlights reel.
okaaay this is interesting
I’m confused but it’s interesting
and I love that framing story line they’ve got going with that alien and the Doctor in what i think is a cell of some sort..?
ok I spoiled myself that jo is in this one (I was bummed that it wasn’t a surprise BUT I’m more excited that she even is in this book so I don’t care AAH MY WIFE IS IN THIS!!)
ok :/ so the aliens aren’t nimons :/
UNIT!!! I mean I don’t know what the alien’s plan is, but they mentioned UNIT!!
“more of his stuff was fake than he was generally prepared to admit” jfjdhdhdg
AAAH the Doctor’s pretending he got his outfit from 1893 but Sam saw the label and knows it’s from a costume store I’m screaming
aaaaah they mention my boy oscar wilde!!
“When he got there he looked over his shoulder and flashed her a smile. 'Guess.' No good, thought Sam. I've been out-cooled again. But I'll get him, one day. If it's the last thing I do.” jdhdhdhgd i love her (and him)
aw no his shoes being sucked into the swamp and he got really sad because grace gave him those shoes and now he wants to repair them at all costs!!
“Something was usually wrong. It was really a matter of scale. Sam had started to rate them in scores out of ten: for instance, (1) the Doctor had misdirected the TARDIS, (5) he'd landed them in the middle of a war zone, or (10) he'd accidentally destroyed the universe.” hahahaha and the situation they’re in is a 2.5, that doesn’t sound too bad haha
“Get back inside!' ordered the Doctor. 'I am inside,' said Sam simply. 'You're not.” Doctor i love you
okaaay we’re slowly raising the danger score point by point and are now at 3.5
hm ok so Sam determined that they are on earth where the invasion had already happened and humans are extinct just by seeing a river and thinking ‘oh yeah, could be the right size to be the thames’ like ??? how do you think you can say all that for sure from guessing that maybe that river you see there is a similar size to that of the Thames
‘even simplicity itself is never as simple as it seems’
oooh I wouldn’t want the Doctor to tell me off I couldn’t stand to have him be disappointed in me
‘We all have to be daleks sometimes. It’s just a matter of knowing when you really don’t have a choice’ - Doctor (ooooh I love this line)
“Wine's bad for your liver, you know.' Rowenna grinned at Julie. 'So are candy bars.' 'I ate a slice of pizza first!' 'Case proven.” I snorted
MY BABY
THEY’RE FINALLY TALKING ABOUT JO
wait Rowenna was one of those people in the green death living with cliff????
flying lizards?? flying lizards????? you mean dragons??
earth reptile... a Silurian??
I love how this book is about non humanoid aliens, we rarely see that
“Do you know what it's like, Doctor? To watch them die, to hear them die, and know that there's nothing you can do to stop it?” STOP IT of course he knows!!! now I’m crying :(
JO
MY BABY
SHE!!!!
she’s here
finally
she has a son!! I mean we know she’s got a lot of grandkids but still!!
wait
“leaning across the cold sheets that she'd probably always think of as Cliffs side of the bed” this sounds like he died
he LEFT
he LEFT JO???? who would ever want to leave JO??? I mean. now she’s finally free to marry sexy yates instead so I guess that’s fine
BUT
who would leave jo??????
Cliff gave her an anniversary present AFTER HE LEFT HER??? what
BENTON
“ "Kilgai, Tanzania. Incident class N",' she read. 'What's class N?' 'They divide incidents up into Y for "Yes, it does immediately threaten the existence of the human race" and N for "No, it doesn't".” BENTON you... joker
oooh that’s a an interesting kind of book, these aliens have a smell alphabet? and read by sniffing or tasting the different scents..?
and the Doctor can read those books as well omg
the uNCREATOR
I know this was before storm warning came out and probably references something entirely different but still, THE UNCREATOR
wait but in storm warning they weren’t called tractites right
oh no those were triscele or whatever
oh I hate this
why do the tractites have to be so nice :( I don’t want them all to die :(
then again it’s a nice change away from the usual ‘these aliens are bad and that’s why we need to kill them’ that happens in all the other movies or shows
oh Sam can read those books too so apparently it’s not just a special power the Doctor has
please sam do NOT try to stop the Doctor from setting history right
yes those aliens are nice
but please
“A galaxy long, long ago and far, far away.” aaaah
“She wondered if she was walking into a trap. She'd always been good at that.” you’re surprisingly self aware jo
this is SUCH an interesting story?!?? like... kitig has to decide whether to kill the Doctor because he might destroy them all (which tbf the Doctor is actually planning to do) BUT THEN he decides to help him when he gets ill!!!
“Jo turned round, said calmly, 'Shut up, I'm talking to my friend,' then turned back to Rowenna. 'Don't worry about him, he's nobody. Have you seen the aliens yet?” Jo I fucking love you jsdjsjsggs
wait a minute did jo just go and lift rowenna and is now running while carrying her??? uh she’s... strong
oh god how I hope there’s an easier alternative in which no species gets killed off :(
eileen this book is literally called genocide
stop pretending everything is going to be fine
Jo is badass in this one and I love her
ARE THEY GONNA MEET NOW
I need the doctor and jo to meet
AAAAAH they really are heading for Africa too!!!!!! THEY’RE GOING TO MEET
the Doctor is wearing a white cloth sun-hat ahahahah
ok so both Sam and Jo are walking around the desert now and I’m guessing those two are going to meet first
aaaah the Doctor found rowenna and Julie!!!!
TRUST ME I’M A DOCTOR asdgdhhsgs why does he always have to say that haha
Awww he’s so happy that Jo is around there too
NOOOOOO ROWENNA
NOOO I was like ‘oh that’s jo saving Sam from the homo habilis right?? Hahaha!’ BUT IT’S THAT DICK JACOB
aw the Doctor buried them in the butterfly room
“So you are human.' 'No, not exactly, but that doesn't matter.” Doctor... what... ‘not exactly’?
“the floppy Indiana Jones hat and the purple striped pullover that looked ten years out of date, even for someone of Jo's advanced age” that sounds so like jo haha
“Yes, sorry, I do look a bit of a wreck. Don't worry, I can control the pain. Old Gallifreyan technique.” ooh another interesting bit of info about gallifreyan physiology - that is, if the Doctor isn’t lying to reassure Kitig he’s fine
Noooooo not the TARDIS!!!!!!
Jo and Sam have been alone for 6 days??? I mean, 5 and a half hours were bad for Rose, sure, but that has nothing on being stranded without the Doctor 2 million years in the past, in Africa, for six bloody days omg
Ha Sam, that teaches you to underestimate the absolute angel that is Jo Grant (don’t judge her by her clothes, Sam. this woman has lived on campsites and faced off aliens and is just overall an absolute angel.)
oh god I hate Jacob. but he’s surprisingly self aware (‘if humankind are all like me then no wonder their world will fall apart,’ he thinks while literally drinking an antelope’s blood directly from the neck)
NO JOOOO pls be alright aaah she just fell down the cliff????
aaaah there’s Sam and Theta written into the rock!!!! THETA!!!!
NOOOO SAM
don’t die please
I mean I kind of know you’re not going to die because I know you’ll be there for a bit longer
BUT STILL
DON’T DIE
oh no!!! the TARDIS is like she was in Father’s Day noooo
aaaah the Doctor can hear Jo’s screams from millions of years in the future (Doctor x Jo confirmed)
no
the TARDIS changed????? but she was perfect like that :(
oh wait hahahaha that was just Jo’s point of view it’s still the same thank god
and the vw beetle is just parked right there in the console room hahahahaha
“Outside, the Doctor was running down a grassy slope, fire exploding to the left and right of him. 'Usual situation,' said Jo wryly, running for the door.” jshajsghshsdha I love them
Noooooo axeman!!!!
Oh god Sam no
what have you done
Don’t just kill :(
oh no not Jo as well
I’m crying oh god JO
I can’t believe Jo of all people would kill all those aliens
like... that’s genocide
just. I don’t believe it. not Jo. she’d never
hehehe the empress reminds him of Davros
I love how he just whispers with Sam while the empress is speaking and clearly looking at them lol
aw kitig saved the world from the time tree
Sam you have to tell him!!! and not when he’s asleep!!! (what is it with people telling other people important things while that person is unconscious ugh!!)
wait what happened to jo?? we didn’t get to see her off!!!
And that’s all! Hope you enjoyed this!
#okay i am not going to tag this genocide lol#edas#eileen reads the edas#edas reviews#not for kitty#not for abbey
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It’s been a while! Sorry guys. School has started and I’m kind of a mess. The usual stuff, nothing to worry about.
I always kinda ironically plug my twitter, but this time I mean it. Follow me @ simmeronnie for outtakes, random sims stuff, ramblings about my characters and more! I created a separate account for the random personal stuff so you don’t have to worry about seeing that unless you want to see it.
Anyway...fun things are coming. Fun things. All I will say is that my lazy ass is finally working on something.
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can you do a Sebastian one where you meet him in some coffee shop and there was no free seat so you ask him if you could join his table to write on your essay on your laptop and at first you don’t recognize him but then you kind of geek out a little and start texting your friend and he notices and starts laughing about it something like that? Hahahahaha thank you I love you bye ❤️
A/N: Another imagine out today I am on a roll. I really hope you enjoy this :).
Word Count: 1092
You were heading to the local cafe which was just a few blocks away from you New York apartment, it was a Saturday morning where you would normally be meeting up with your friends but unfortunately you had an essay to complete which you should have done in the week but you had other things to attend to so here you were waiting in line for your latte before getting started on your work. It was rather busy for a Saturday morning as you looked around you realised that there was hardly any seats left available, you would normally take a seat next to the window and watch New York life pass you by but your seat was currently occupied by a handsome blue eyed man who looked familiar. When you finally got your drink, you did another quick look around the cafe and saw that the only empty seat was opposite this man, you made your way over to him before clearing your throat.
“Excuse me but do you mind if I sit here?” You ask.
The man looks up at you and smiles.
“No of course not, it would be a pleasure.” He says.
“Thank you.” You smile.
You sit down and place your latte and laptop on the table, you start the laptop up and quickly take a glance at the man sitting across from you who seemed very engrossed in his book. You couldn’t help but shake the feeling that you had seen him somewhere before but you couldn’t place your finger on it. Finally getting started on your essay, you completely forgot about the man sitting opposite you, that is until you took a five minute break, saving your work you went on the internet looking at the news when an article about Sebastian Stan and his latest movie popped on your screen and that is when it hit you, you were sitting opposite the one and only Sebastian Stan, the man you had had a crush on since watching the first Captain America film. Your inner fan girl was screaming but you remained calm, grabbing your phone off the table you starting texting your best friend.
Sebastian finally placed his book down to see you texting away with a smile on your face, he had been taking glances at you every so often as you worked away on something he guessed was very important as you hardly took your eyes off the screen. To be honest he was very surprised that you hadn’t recognised him but part of him liked that you weren’t bugging him about his career, it was nice to stay away from the spot light once in while.
You were full on geeking out now you couldn’t handle the fact that you were sitting opposite Sebastian Stan, as you were texting your friend, you made a little squeaking noise which causes Sebastian to start laughing and you look at him to see him staring at you.
“So I guess you’ve figured out who I am?” He smiles.
“Y-yeah.”
“Took you long enough. What gave it away?” He asks.
“I saw a news article about you.” You tell him.
“Well since you know who I am it’s only fair that I know who you are.”
“I’m Y/N, its very nice to meet you Sebastian I’ve been a huge fan of yours for the past few years know and I can’t believe that I’m actually sitting opposite you in a coffee shop and know I am just rambling.”
You start to blush as Sebastian just laughs at you but that’s only because he finds you so adorable how red you have gone.
“Would you like another drink?” He asks.
“So I haven’t put you off me by my rambling.”
“Trust me Doll I’ve had a lot worse than that.”
“Then I’ll have a vanilla latte please.” You smile.
“One vanilla latte coming right up.” Sebastian says.
As Sebastian goes to get your drink you quickly text Y/F/N and tell her you will phone her later, there is no way you want any distractions whilst you are talking to the man of your dreams. A few minutes later Sebastian comes back with your drinks.
“Thanks.” You say.
“So what you working on?” Sebastian asks.
You tell him about your essay that you’ve been working on, he even offers his help to help you get it done quicker. Sebastian pulls his chair round so he is sitting right next to you, he opens up your laptop and looks at the essay. He starts to say something but you can’t concentrate because of how close he is sitting, you can smell his aftershave and he smelt amazing better than you could ever imagine, you look into the blue of his eyes and instantly get lost in them. You never thought that a man could have this kind of effect on you but Sebastian Stan did. Pulling yourself out of your thoughts, you start to actually pay attention to what he is saying. Once you have finally finished your essay you close the laptop and start to get to know Sebastian a bit more and before you know it the two of you are talking to each other like you’ve been friends for years but sadly all things have to come to an end. Sebastians phone begins to ring, he looks at the caller I.D and realises that its important,
“Shit, I’m late. Y/N I am so sorry but I’ve got to go.”
“Don’t worry about it, you’re a busy man I totally understand.”
“Listen I really want to get to know you more so how would you feel about me taking you out for a meal tonight?”
“Are you being serious?” You gasp.
“I’ve never been so serious about something in my life. So I’m taking it that is a yes?”
“Yes of course.”
You grab a napkin and scribble your phone number and address on it before handing it to Sebastian.”
“Thank you. I’ll be round at about 7.” He tells you.
Before he leaves he places a kiss on your cheek causing you yet again to go red which causes him to smirk, you watch as he leaves the cafe. When you finally pull yourself together you grab your phone and dial Y/F/N.
“Y/F/N, you won’t believe what has just happened.”
#sebastian stan imagines#sebastian stan x reader#sebastian stan imagine#sebastian stan#sebastian stan fluff#bucky barnes imagines#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes#bucky barnes fluff
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free! dive to the future episode 10 liveblog/review thing
i appreciate anyone who is actually reading these weird liveblogs, hahahahahaha. i know that i kind of ramble on and on and on. hopefully you guys like my rambles!!!
my previous liveblogs: (episode 1) (episode 2) (episode 3) (episode 4) (episode 5) (episode 6) (episode 7) (episode 8) (episode 9)
watch the episode here: http://www.crunchyroll.com/free-iwatobi-swim-club/episode-10-the-grab-start-of-hope-775641
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"it wasn't anything special," says albert. haha this reminds me of something i get annoyed by... i hate when a highly skilled artist says this after making an amazingly good-looking artwork!! they're like "this is just a quick 10-minute doodle. sorry it's so ugly," and yet, it looks waaaaay better than my artwork *sob* *sob* *sob*
okay, that's a nice shot of albert's gorgeous body <3333
makoto knows about odin??? aaaaah he's so smart!!!! lol i had no idea who odin was.
so albert is not an alien, but a god?!?!?! and... haru's mind has been torn apart?? ;__;
STUPID GUY!!!!! he asked everyone else to leave, but i think he should give a married couples exception for makoto to go talk to haru <3
rin and sousuke meeting again ^_____^
that shirt rin gave him is so kawaii, lol. i wanna see him wear it tho.
rin being a little embarrassed was so precious!!!
*dramatic pause* A SUCCESS!!!!!!! (yay!!!)
I HATE HOW THIS SHOW GIVES ME SO MANY FEELS, UGH.
rin isn't crying. he has pollen allergies that make his eyes watery, or something.
i know it was just a fist bump but it was the most romantic fist bump ever <33333
haru, come on, text makoto back pls ;__;
mako is so sweet, he apologizes when he did nothing wrong XD
just fyi, i am trying to watch this episode while eating and i keep forgetting to eat because i am too nervous lol
"i heard something from a friend..." uh, who?
massage?? =) =) =) sounds like a good idea to help haru =)
*prays to kyoani writers to create this scene* PLEASE? ...PLEASE? ...PLEASE? ...PLEASE?
what happened to nao's eye? if this has already been revealed, then i forgot ^__^U
mako leans down while talking to masaki, that's a little detail i noticed that is so cute <3333
wait, we didn't find out who nao's "friend" was...
even ladybugs are attracted to makoto's awesomeness. hey if i were a ladybug, i'd land on makoto too.
mako's phone is vibrating. IT'S HARU!!!!! ... no, it's not =(
omg what??? congrats, rei!!! and to think, he didn't even like swimming.
i love how a dark cloud just randomly appeared behind rei lol
nagisa mentions how everyone is going to see each other in tokyo... omg, there's going to be a big reunion!!! =D i am so excited!! =D
haru suddenly becomes this magical fairy tale prince. okay, i'd watch that anime. XD
omg makoto looks adorable in that outfit. <3
"BKC NANASE" LOL WTF GOU. what is wrong with you. XDDDDD
hahaha makoto's facial expression is like "uhhhh this is kinda strange"
makorin date yaaaaay XD all right, to be honest, i kinda ship it. >////< like, not seriously, but like... kinda sorta. a little bit. they are cute together!!!
um, that thing is not cute at all. ^__^U
rin, how are you calling someone else weird when you have shark teeth????
makoto being so happy about sousuke's surgery is melting my heart... (but my heart has already been melted many times this season so i don't understand how it is still melting more and more...)
makoto (casually): oh btw, haru swam an IM.
rin: *spits his drink out all over makoto* WAIT WHAT?!?!!?!??!?!?!?
hahahahahaha
rin is so dramatic, like he is about to lead an army into battle. but he's just going to go with makoto to see haru. XDDDDD
whoa, haru looks mad o__o
hey coach... don't be so hard on haru!! it's not haru's fault that he lost to an alien god.
no, haru wasn't always this competitive. he is acting out of character...
haru's like "this is stupid, i'm outta here." lol.
there is really dramatic music during this casual conversation so it's kinda weird
"he doesn't listen to a thing i say." but that's because what you're saying is confusing and vague.
"i haven't looked at my phone in two weeks" huh??? how are you a young person in today's world who doesn't use their phone??? something is extremely wrong here. XD
hahaha i figured this would happen. makoto would explain things in a way haru would understand. of course haru understands mackerel, hahahahaha, makes sense to him!!!
i love how haru took a moment to think about what mako said. that was funny. ^__^
rin is like "good, i approve of this mackerel teaching method."
i can imagine that haru is pretty surprised to suddenly see rin appear out of nowhere!!! o__o
"i was swimming, but it didn't feel like i was swimming." huh???
soft piano music in the bg, awwww it's so cute.
huh? makoto heard what rin said, through the windows? either rin was talking very loudly or makoto has hearing superpowers. XD
"what can i do?" asks makoto. well, makoto, i have an idea. why don't you give haru a massage, like nao instructed you to do earlier in this episode????? come on!!! (okay, so maybe that's not exactly what nao said, but that's what i heard!!)
yes, mako knows haru well, but it's also true that he is good at reading people in general, not just haru. of course, haru is the person he can read most of all, but makoto can also read others.
wooooow that little part with haru taking off his swimcap and shaking his head as sparkling drops of water fall around him was one of the most magical moments of my life and i will cherish it forever.
"don't tell him that." makoto should totally tell him that. =P
i literally laughed out loud at the timing of haru (and rin) walking into the room. haru, you should have come in just a little bit earlier and then you would have heard what was just said about you that you weren't supposed to hear!! lol!!!
haru is so confused like "why is he a good coach? he's just annoying."
ugggghhhhh, makoto, you are not listening to me. -___-UUUU you are blatantly ignoring what i said. i said give HARU a massage. you've got the wrong person!!!! ;___;
misaki doesn't really know all the specific examples you're talking about, makoto... ^___^U
"i'm sure swimming with natsume-kun again will open your eyes, too." well, idk about that. i thought haru was the only one who has the power to give people epiphanies while swimming with them...
well this is awkward. misaki and natsume aren't happy to see each other =(
his goggles flew off??? i feel sorry for his eyes, then! XD but i guess this is the "opening your eyes" makoto was talking about hahahaha
awwwww that is so sweet. natsume was happy for just a second and then he held back because he didn't want to make misaki feel bad awwwww ;__; ;__;
...but misaki was a good sport and congratulated him anyway. okay, it's official: these two kids are extremely adorable!! =)
why is makoto so shocked that he helped misaki? that's kinda the entire point of his job. XD
makoto has a new dream!!!! he's so fired up and determined. aaaah i love him so muuuuuch <3333
aaaaaaand here comes the iwatobi crew. this will be fun!!! =D
ummm okay, that's it. the episode's over... i am sad because that was a fun episode to watch. i really liked it, and that's because this episode had a lot of makoto in it, so of course i'm going to like that. XD and i just loved seeing makoto discover some of his own strengths. he even figured out his new dream at the end. he's just so special!!!! he is someone who has a positive impact on other people around him, and that is so clearly seen. it makes a lot of sense that he wants to be a trainer. he knows how to bring out the potential in others, because he can understand their feelings and figure out the best way to challenge them and encourage them.
oh, and... as of now, it is a real, true, canon fact that makoto is good at massages, which is yet another thing that makes him more perfect. <333333 this is really important to me. no seriously, this is something that matters to me a lot. this is like if the writers had thought, "hmm. what can we make makoto do that would be the #1 most amazing wonderful thing that sachi-pon would love???" it's like they read my mind and are trying to appeal specifically to me!!! ^___^ this is exactly what i would have thought of... uh... i mean... already thought of. okay, i thought about this a long time ago. >///////< but now this has gone beyond my fangirl fantasy and is a real thing that exists in the actual show. XDDDD hooray!!!!!! *waves pom-poms like a cheerleader* now all i need is a scene of makoto using his massage skills on you-know-who, and i'll be fine. ^__^
yes, i do have a problem with being too addicted to makoto. no, i do not intend to see a doctor. i intend to live with this problem forever. <3
wait... were there other people in this episode too? i forgot about everyone else besides makoto. uh, oh yeah. there was haru. he was so sad after the loss, but i think he's starting to feel better now, so that's good. i was getting worried when he wasn't texting makoto. =( don't do that anymore, haru!!! ;__;
also, there was rin, and later, makoto, finding out about sousuke's surgery. both of them had such excited reactions!!! and yes, rin, you cried, admit it!!! (haha) but yeah, it just shows how much those two care about sousuke. i loved those moments!!!
i am so happy for the big reunion in the next episode. i think it's going to be a little crazy, but definitely a lot of fun!! and of course, rin and haru's big showdown. who will win?!?!?!? also, what about the mysterious alien god????? how can anyone defeat him? the only way to defeat him is for haru to... TURN INTO A MERMAN!!!!!!!!!! (yes, i am still talking about merman throughout this whole season)
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Produce 101 Kang Daniel Friend to Boyfriend Scenario
Here’s the next part of the Wanna-One Boyfriend scenarios, enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)
You and Daniel had always been acquaintances, there was some brief overlap in your friend group
You didn’t talk that much and were rarely alone together, but he was charming and friendly
And of course you harbored a cute little crush on him
Ever since you saw him at a pet store, playing through the glass with some shelter cats
It was really nothing more than a crush, and you didn’t actively pursue your feelings, they just popped up sometimes
When you two were alone together, you pretty much just small talked
“hey y/n”
“hey dan how are you”
You always got super blushy and nervous when talking to him, but he didn’t seem to notice (which was good)
He was just a sweet guy who just happened to be very attractive
One day you were all hanging out together with friends in a park
And you were sitting with your friends, trying to lowkey/secretly watch Daniel on his skateboard, fooling around with his own friends
Your friends had already clearly figured out you liked him (you were way more obvious than you had thought rip you)
At some point Daniel had fallen off his board while trying to do some trick and you gasped out loud, making it super obvious that you had been watching him hahahahaha you dumbo
You tried to cover yourself up, but your friends just pretended like they didn’t hear anything, leaving you to internally sigh in relief
Your friends weren’t the type to tease/encourage you ever since you confessed to a guy that didn’t like you thanks to their wrong advice (i’m imagining a reply 1988 kind of thing here lmao)
But what you didn’t know was that also nearby was Daniel’s best friend, Sungwoo (everyone just called him Ong though)
He very-obviously ran around to look you in the eye, catching you by surprise
He caught sight of your red face and wiggled his eyebrows at you, before giggling and skipping away to the rest of the boys, heading to Daniel
Shit. Ong was definitely up to no good (like usual)
You watched in dismay as Ong whispered something to Daniel, and then Daniel glanced right in your direcTION
Embarrassed and almost scared, you got up and quickly said goodbye to your friends, fleeing the scene of the crime
You got home as fast as possible and immediately ran to your room, burying your head under your pillow and curling up as worries drowned you
Ong wouldn’t say anything, right?? Why did you have to be so obvious y/n seriously why did you do this to yourself
But over time, your thoughts started changing, gaining some confidence
So what if Ong tells him?? He’s just a human boy, he’s not better or greater than me in any way, liking someone isn’t a crime, I can do whatever the hell I want, I can like whoever the hell I want!!
With your newfound confidence, you got up the next day and decided to treAT YOURSELF to some new clothes from the mall
After picking up some new clothes, you dropped by a cute little street stand that sold keychains and other trinkets
You were admiring a cute little peach keychain, but it dropped back to the table when you heard a familiar deep voice
“Y/N? Oh, what a coincidence!”
Kang Daniel.
You winced, eyes tightly closing before you collected yourself, turning around to see him right behind you
Literally right behind you.
Like you ran right into him.
Shocked, you tripped backwards, stumbling over your own feet before he caught you by the small of your back
sldkfjsldfjklsdjfksjdlsdjfsljdfkljdskfjkslfj ← your mind
He pulled you up straight
You quickly stumbled around out of his arms, failing to notice Daniel’s own cheeks and eaRS REDDENING
You forgot all about the keychain, and quickly managed to muster out a “what are you doing here?”
“I’m just hanging out, went shopping for a bit,” he replied, holding up a couple of bags with a toothy grin
“Oh, me too,” you replied, holding up the bags of your own
Something you bought caught Daniel’s eye as he peeked into one of your shopping bags
“Whoa... is that Stussy?? (AKA THE BRAND DANIEL ALWAYS FUCKING WEARS) That’s so cool oh my gosh I also bought some streetwear–” he excitedly rambled, attempting to out his own clothes from his bag when you grabbed his hand and stopped him
"Uhh Daniel we probably shouldn’t do this here in the middle of the sidewalk, why don’t we just sit down somewhere first”
“Oh, okay,” he responded, grabbing your wrist and quickly leading you to a nearby coffee shop
You burned at the contact from the soft skin of his hands that easily wrapped around your wrist
Rationality told you that he was probably just really excited to discuss clothes but you couldn’t help but believe in the worst and most likely scenario: he knew you liked him (thanks to Ong).
You couldn’t help but think negative thoughts: Is he teasing me right now? Seriously... why should I have to deal with this...
You both plopped down on a couch in the shop, not bothering to order anything
He excitedly looked through your clothes, and showing his to you, giggling and laughing away as you pretended you were okay, completely believing that he was making a fool of you
There was no way he would be talking to you like a friend if Ong hadn’t told him you liked him.
“And this dark green is just so gorgeous, it totally works in the short sleeve, maybe accessorize it with a cap or–”
“Daniel.” You spoke sharply, cutting him off
He immediately stopped, looking up to you in confusion, seeing your face that was warming up in anger and embarrassment
“You don’t have to act like this. It’s just making everything harder for me. We should just go back to normal, I don’t think I can take this even for a minute more.”
“W-wait, what?” Daniel looked completely confused, but you wouldn’t let his innocent act fool you, causing you to sigh
“I know Ong told you, please. I know he told you that I like you, it’s really not that big of a deal so can’t we just go back–”
“Wait, you like me?” Daniel said, stopping you
Oh.
Shit.
You lost all of your confidence and structure, whimpering out “wait... he didn’t tell you?? Then what was that at the park????”
Daniel’s face morphed from confusion into a sheepish laugh, scratching his face in embarrassment
“Oh... oh that...” He cleared his throat, with a deep ahem
“Yeah uhh Ong was teasing me that I fell off my board in front of you,” he finished quickly, scratching his face again
You stared at him in confusion, unable to comprehend why this was a problem
“You know... *cough* cause I like you...”
sdklfjsdfjslkdjfsldjfsldjfsjlsdfjlkjsdjflksdfjlksjflsj ← your mind
And you both just sat there next to each other, clothes draped everywhere, just staring at each others’ blushing faces
You finally managed out, “wait, you like me, since when??” (LATE REACTION Y/N WYD)
“Umm... it’s been a while... it was at the pet store, when you started playing with the kittens with me,” he confessed
“Oh, same here actually!” you exclaimed, before realizing that this was the most casual conversation you have ever had with him... and it was litERALLY ABOUT TELLING EACH OTHER YOUR SECRET CRUSHES
what a concept
"I can’t believe we are really talking about this, we haven’t really talked much before in the past,” you giggled, letting out your thoughts freely
Daniel laughed in return, “Yeah sorry about that... I always wanted to approach you and there were so many times I could have but I’m kinda awkward with people I want to get closer to I guess... lol” (he said lol out loud,,, awkward confirmed)
“I always got embarrassed when I talked to you”
*snickers* “same here, (y/n)”
For the rest of the day, you just got closer to one another, learning about each other
You visited the pet store again and saw more cats LOL
You both got more comfortable with one another
Matching Stussy shirts LOL
Your friend group and Daniel’s friend group were both relieved and satisfied (both having known about your crushes)
Lots of teasing from Ong he took credit for your entire relationship even happening (LMAOOO)
Told that you both should worship him and that he would “officiate your marriage” because it was all his doing in the first place
You both still made each other’s heart skip beats a lot of the times
Both of you still couldn’t believe sometimes that the other liked you
Y’ALL CUTE OKAY
kav is dead from this adorableness goodBYE
:’)))))))
A/N: Thanks for 200 followers! ♥︎
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Not Your Fault
Title: Not Your Fault
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sonny, Sam, Dean
Summary: Ticklish!Sam; Sam blames himself for Dean getting arrested and having them end up at Sonny’s place for boys. Dean decides to show his brother that he is not to blame.
A/N: Heyo! So this is Part 1 of my Sonny Verse. I love the Bad Boys episode (Season 9) and I loved at the end, how Dean looked out the window at Sammy and anyway it was just adorable. (Sorry, I tend to ramble). I always loved the idea of Sam going with Dean to Sonny’s so that’s what this small verse is about! Hope you enjoy!!
Dean never really expected to be caught. It wasn’t something that had happened before. He lost the money their father gave the boys for food in a poker game (he was still learning but damn he thought he would win). Unfortunately, that meant he had a hungry little brother waiting for him back at the motel room.
The deputy was a hard ass, grabbed Dean from behind―something you never want to do to a hunter―so Dean socked him in the eye. The deputy was a bit dramatic about it but when he tried forcing Dean in the car, all the teen could think about was Sammy. He couldn’t be away from his little brother. No matter how many years had passed, the shtriga incident still haunted his dreams so he yelled at the deputy that he needed to get his little brother.
Deputy didn’t believe him at first but humored the kid and drove him there, even knocking on the door. Sam didn’t answer because it wasn’t the secret knock. Before the deputy could drag Dean back, Dean hit the door three times before pausing and then hitting it four with a twist of the knob. Immediately, the door flew open and Sam was crashing into his big brother.
The deputy looked at them in surprise, glancing in the room to see no father. Hmmm…kid steals food, has a little brother in a disgusting motel room and an absent father. The man knew where to put these too and drove them to an old friends place. He called his homebase and explained what happened, looking in the rearview mirror. The smaller boy was curled next to the older one, quietly whispering while the older one soothed the kid instantly.
Rules were rules, the kid could go to Sonny’s but he had to wear handcuffs upon arrival (especially after the mean right hook and the disgusting call form their father). Sonny was waiting on the porch of his boys home when the deputy pulled up. The older one stumbled out, pulling on his handcuffs while the little boy clutched the leather jacket, eyes studying them. Sonny led all three to a couch in the living room where the kids took a seat and the deputy sighed.
“Thanks for doing this, Sonny.”
“It’s no problem,” The older man shrugged, gazing over the two boys. The deputy removed his sunglasses, forgetting his black eye. “What happened to ya?”
The older boy snorted, making Sonny know immediately who the culprit was.
“You think that’s funny?” The deputy snarled, the heat of anger previously left coming back full range. The smaller boy shrunk into his brother’s side.
“I think you’re slow,” The teen responded with a smirk.
“You sucker punched me!“
"You wish!”
“Enough!” Sonny broke them apart quickly, watching the deputy leave. He turned back to the kids, raising an eyebrow as the smaller one had already grabbed a paperclip and was getting his brother out of the cuffs. “So, what’d ya steal?” Sonny asked, noticing how the little brother quickly gazed upon his older sibling.
The teen shifted under the scrutiny and looked down, “Bread and peanut butter.”
Sonny’s eyes went from the elder’s blank look to the kids surprised-quickly-turned-guilty look. Everything quickly came into perspective. He motioned the kids to follow him into the kitchen, not looking back to see if they were following.
“How do you know that we wont just run away?” The older boy asked, keeping himself in front of his little brother.
“Because you’re hungry.”
“I’m not hungry,” The boy huffed. The little boy shifted uncomfortably, looking between his brother and the man offering food.
Sonny nodded but continued to make the sandwiches, placing two perfectly good PB&J’s on a plate and sliding it toward the kids. The older teen took one and shredded the crust off, handing it to his little brother. The kid quickly munched on it, holding it close like someone was going to take it from him. The teen ate his the way it was, still hovering close and watching Sonny with narrowed eyes.
“So what are your two names?”
“I’m Sam,” The small boy said softly, smacking his lips that somehow got covered with peanut butter. Sonny snorted while his big brother rolled his eyes exasperatedly, grabbing a napkin and handing it to his baby. “He’s Dean.” Sam wiped his face with an adorable flush.
Dean gave a half wave, eyes beaming with amusement at his little brother but untrusting at Sonny.
“Well, I’m Sonny and I run this boy home.”
“Lame,” Dean muttered, wincing at Sam’s sharp nudge.
“Better than jail,” Sonny replied. “I’ll show you two your rooms. I bet you want to stay together?”
“Yes sir.”
Sonny opened the door closest to the stairs. There were two beds, a nice window seat and a huge bookcase. It was the only room with two beds; rarely anyone slept there (usually kids from sexually abused homes) but Sonny was happy to give it to the two brothers.
As they looked around their room, he had a feeling his life would be a little more interesting.
Sonny left the Winchester’s to their devices, Dean quickly checking that everything was alright in the room. Sam was staring out the window, a small frown on his face as he gazed at the trees and tweeting birds.
“Hey, kiddo, I’m sorry we’re in this mess,” Dean apologized. Sam blinked at him in surprise and shook his head.
“Dean, no, it’s my fault.”
“Your fault?” Dean narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms.
“I never should of asked for you to go on a food run. I was selfish, I’m sorry.”
“Woah,” Dean held his hands up, shaking his head. “Time out, what the hell are you talking about? Dude, I’m the one that lost the food money, not you. This one is on me, okay?”
“But―”
“No. Sammy, I mean it,” Dean warned, reaching over and poking Sam’s side. Sam yelped and jerked at the touch, pouting at Dean.
“Stop.”
“Stop what?” Dean asked, happy the somber mood lifted and poked his brother again, chuckling at the tiny giggle that escaped.
“That!”
“What’s that?”
“You know what that is!” Sam cried, stepping away when Dean poked his ribs.
“I don’t understand, Sammy, explain please,” Dean teased.
“Poking me!”
“Why?”
“Because,” Sam cringed as he realized he was between a wall and a Dean and there was literally no escape.
“Becaaaaaaaaauuuuse…?”
“It tickles!” Sam whined. As soon as the T word left his mouth, Sam doubled over as Dean latched onto his sides, digging into the ticklish flesh. “Nohoho!”
“Oh, this tickles? I didn’t realize!” Dean smiled, wiggling down Sam’s body, thumbs drilling into the thin hips. Sam shrieked, arching his body as he tried to escape.
“Dehehehean! Stohohop it!“
“Why? You like it don’t you?” Dean chuckled as Sam’s face flushed pink and scribbled over the hard boney hip. “You need to eat more, Sammy.”
“Ihihihisn’t that whahahahat got uhuuhus hehehere in the fihihihirst placEHEHAHA!” Sam squealed as Dean thrust his hands under Sam’s armpits, tickling the skin before the hollows and steadily moved in. “OHOHO MY GOHOHOD!”
“God cant save you from the Tickle Monster, Sammy! And he just wants to eat you up!” Dean easily lifted his baby brother up and threw him onto one of the beds before straddling the giggling mess. “Roar! Imma get you!”
“Nohoho Dehehe!” Sam giggled, batting weakly at Dean’s hands as they tickled his hollows lightly.
“Who is this De you speak of? He sounds handsome,” Dean joked. “I am the Tickle Monster, kiddo. And he needs you to lift your arms so he can move on…unless you like it here.” Dean dug into the ticklish pits, relishing in the scream that escaped Sam before the kid dissolved into high pitched laughter.
Sam tried to catch his breath as Dean slowed the tickles to light scratches. He lifted his arms an inch before slamming them back down as the hard tickling returned with vigor.
“NOHOHOHO! T-TIHIHICKLE MOHOHONSTEHEHER! STOHOHOP!”
Dean nearly cooed at how adorable his brother looked; face flushing dark pink with his nose scrunched, eyes squeezed shut and mouth wide open as happy laughter exited.
“Tickle Monster is hungry Sammy-Sam. I think he needs some feeding!”
“Ahahaha he-he just ahahate!” Sam protested weakly as Dean pulled his hands free and skitted his nails over Sam’s clothed torso till it reached the end of the shirt, pulling it up to the baby Winchester’s chest. Sam’s hands tried once again to grab at Dean’s but Dean easily brushed the hands away, making them sit on his shoulders.
“Yeah, but there’s always room for dessert! And his Sammy always taste the best,” Dean leaned down, nosing the quivering belly as Sam started pleading again, hands tightening on his shoulders.
“Dehe De plehehease stop it, I cahahan’t haHAHAHAHA NOHOHO!” Sam bucked his hips hard as Dean placed a huge, wet raspberry right on his belly button.
Dean place two more on the dips of Sam’s sides, chuckling at the girlish squeals escaping. He started scribbling both hands over the sides and bottom ribs while nibbling the ticklish flesh of Sam’s abdomen.
“Yum Yum Yum!”
“NOHOHO! STOPITSTOPITSTOPIT! AHAHAHA! IT TIHIHIHICKLES! DEHEHEHE!”
“That’s the point, Smarty-pants,” Dean smirked, blowing more wet raspberries all over Sam’s tummy. The kid was too tired to jerk anymore, his laughter rising higher when they got blown before quieting to manageable laughter. Dean couldn’t even understand what Sam was pleading anymore as he screeched with every tickle.
Finally, the small boy fell silent and Dean felt like his job was done. He snorted as he looked down at Sam, taking in his red face that had tear tracks on them, his pink tummy actually still twitching from the torture plus the cool air along with the endless smile on Sam’s face. Dean took one of the pillow covers and gently wiped his spit off Sam’s belly, snorting when Sam giggled loudly as he tried to twitch away. The older brother pulled down Sam’s shirt and gave him two small pats, making the younger brother groan and close his eyes.
“Still convinced it was your fault?”
“Hell no,” Sam chocked out. “It was definitely all your fault. One million percent!”
“Don’t make me do round two,” Dean warned, wiggling his fingers over Sam’s belly. Sam squeaked and forced himself into his brother’s curve, head tucking under the sixteen year old’s chin like when he was five.
Dean blinked, a little shocked but otherwise embraced his little brother, cradling him away from any danger and ready to be the support the kid would need in their new place.
Sonny stepped away from the door, having arrived when Sam started screaming loudly.
Yep, things were definitely going to be interesting with these Winchesters around.
~To be continued...~
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