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secretsandwriting · 5 months

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Come On Darling

Part one has gotten a lot of attention and all the comments were really motivating so have a part two. Idk how good it is, i wrote this in the same general time it took me to write part one so hopefully it's decent.

Part One

"Hello, welcome to Roselight! How may I help you today?" The girl working there didn't even stutter when she saw Noah. She must be used to it in such an expensive shop like this one.

"I need a new tailored suit, she needs a full closet." You could almost see the dollar signs adding up behind her eyes.

"Of course! I'll have the tailors get prepared. As for her what are you thinking about for full closet? Different styles? All dressy? Casual? Sexy?" She didn't even look at you, just paying attention. While she and Noah were talking, you looked around the store. Eyes stopping on one of the other employees smiled at you. She was dressed down a little more than all the others, still in all designer. She seemed more normal then high class like everyone else working.

"Well, then are you ready to start shopping?" She was looking at you expectantly.

"No." Noah's arm you were told to hold onto tightened. His hand resting on yours. Not a threat a warning. "I was hoping I could work with her." You motioned to the employee you had seen earlier. Noah's arm relaxed.

"Unfortunately, she's not a shopper. She just helps stock and bag items."

"She'll be a shopper today then." Noah ordered. She finally started getting nervous.

"A manager has to sign off on i-"

"Then get a manager." Noah interrupted. "She wants to work with her, and we don't want to stand her arguing." A hurried, "I'll get one" was thrown over her shoulder as she retreated to the back. Remerging a minute later, a sharply dressed man following her.

"Hello, I'm Marcus, one of the managers. What can I do for you today?"

"She needs a new wardrobe and would like her to help." Noah motioned to the girl. Marcus glanced over at the girl, who looked like she was starting to get a little nervous with the attention she was getting for a reason she wasn't aware of. Marcus glanced at you next, understanding flashed through his eyes.

"Ah, of course. I'll go inform her of your request and as long as she agrees to it, I'll sign off on it."

"No i-"

"That would be great!" You interrupted Noah. You didn't want to pressure her into having to deal with Noah. Marcus came back a few minutes later, the girl following behind him.

"This is Jackie, she's agreed to help you and I've signed off her helping." His gaze was directed at directly at you. "All commissions will go to her for this sale." Noah's posture changed, considering Jackie's shift, it wasn't good.

"Thank you, that was my next question." Once again Noah relaxed. He had to be overly stressed because that could not be normal.

"I'll leave Jackie with you, let me know if there's anything I can help with." Marcus excused himself. Noah gave the same instructions he gave Caroline and Jackie wrote a few things down in a small notebook.

"Ok, whole new closet?" Jackie looked at you. "You've told me. I'm asking Y/n now." Jackie interrupted Noah when he tried to tell her again. She turned back to you. You nodded. "All styles?" Another nod. "No budget?"

"Budget." Noah immediately started protesting. Jackie waited until they stopped.

"Alright, we can easily get everything you need and any extra you want with 1 Million. So we'll set that as a tentative budget. Budget for you, tentative for the no budget peanut gallery." You were soon whisked away to a small room to get measured. With that out of the way, you were lead to a room full of overpriced clothes and accessories.

Anything you looked at twice or seemed interested in was added to a growing pile of try ons. Once you had ten full outfits, try ons started. Jackie was exactly what you wanted. If it looked good, she made sure you knew it. If it didn't look good, she figured out why. Certain styles were completely removed from the cart, some colors were pulled out too. She didn't try to get you to like the most expensive styles, or the big trends, her focus was solely on what you liked and what looked good on you. Something you were very grateful for.

Four hours of shopping later, and you were lead out to the main room where you had come in. Noah joined you and paid for the large amount of clothing you had liked enough to leave with.

Next you were taken to a shoe store. This time you had a name Jackie had given you. Another sign off and bags left with Noah, you got to work looking for shoes.

An hour and a half and 6 pair of shoes later, you were taken to a makeup store. Another name and sign off, more bags left with Noah and the process started all over again.

Three hours later, Noah paid and you left the outlet and went back to the hotel. Food was dropped off at the room and Noah inhaled his before changing and running out the door for a meeting away from the hotel. A quick "Here's my card, Don't leave the hotel or there will be problems." was thrown over his shoulder before the door was closed.

You started putting your things away, quickly realizing there wasn't enough room for all your new things and Noah's in the small closet in the room. So you made a call to the front desk and a half hour later a clothing rack with a few shelves at the bottom was delivered to your room. Setting it up was easy.

The hard part was deciding if you wanted to risk being petty and moving his things or just putting yours there.

Petty won.

If he was going to force you to get an entire new closet of clothes, you were going to put them in a closet. While moving his suits you snorted to yourself. If circumstances had been different, this shopping spree would have been a dream come true, but now, it just felt like something you would have to worry about repaying later.

Once all of his clothes hanging up were moved, you put his shoes on the bottom shelf. Once you were finished moving his things and adding yours, you moved onto the dresser. Moving his things into two of the six drawers and filled the other four with yours. Next step was rearranging the bathroom to add in the large amount of random makeup things you had gotten.

With nothing else to do, you looked through the list of things the hotel offered and decided to go get a massage. The shopping spree and large total numbers had apparently tired you enough that you didn't really care if Noah was upset.

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Noah came back from the meeting to a dark and empty hotel room. Nicolas thankfully kept his head and told Noah to call the front desk to see if they had seen her. That phone call lead him to the spa where he was let into a small room where you were laying face down on a table while a woman worked on the knots in your back.

"He needs to go next. He seems way to tense to be healthy." Noah just stared at you in exasperation, questioning why the hell he was putting himself through all of this for Alec

#noah sebastian x reader #Noah sebastian #mafia au #bad omens #bad omens cult #bad omens band

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jessjad · 2 months

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Unexpected

Chapter 5

Summary: After a Halloweenparty Y/N actually didn't want to got to, her life seems to be turned around. The reason is a very stubborn Supe that seems to have her in his visier. Is it just a coincidance or more?

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Reader

Word Count: 3188

Warnings: 18+ only!!! Smut, some language, more new and overwhelming situations

Song Inspo: (Yup ^^) "Locked out of Heaven" ~ Bruno Mars. It's a first for me too, but I heard it again after a looong time and the song just took me there.

A/N: So... the small flu turned into a big flu. It struck me down more than I'd hoped for. And my periode decided to visit me too. Yay, fun times! But now we're finally here. All mistakes are mine. Enjoy!

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"This is not how this is going to be."

"You don't have to decide that, motherfucker!"

"You wanna fucking test me? Again?" Ben challenged M.M. with little to no effort of really meaning it, knowing fully well that he was stronger anyway.

And while he took a hit of his joint, Y/N stood in her living room behind the couch and observed the new situation she found herself in. Mallory had sent some people over to help keep everything in check and to not put her in dangerous situations or to help her out of it if needed. Just like it happened half an hour ago at her work place. It had gotten really scary there for a moment and when she heard the gunshots she had thought it was over.

But then there was Starlight and Y/N knew that she shared the same attitude towards Vought and the supes. So she did not hesitate to follow her out of the store and into the car they came with. M.M. had shot the gun and Hughie, Starlights boyfriend she recognized from TV, had drove the car.

"You had let her go out!" M.M. took a step forward and raised his finger to point at Ben.

"She's her own person." Ben looked over to her for a second, before he kept talking. "And she's the last person to fucking do what I say anyway. That's for sure."

"Guys... can we not..." Hughie tried to intervene, but Ben stopped him.

"Shut up, Rantallion."

"I... that's..."

They escaped the place as fast as they could and took some extra turnes on the road until they arrived at her apartment. On the way there Annie filled her in and told her all about Mallorys plan to have her on watch. That sounded not so bad after all, but now everyone was gathered in her small apartment and it felt incredibly crowded. Annie came around the couch to Y/N and touched her careful on the arm to get her attention.

"You okay?"

To answer that question she had to think about it for a second. "Yeah... in a way. But this..." Now she raised her voice a little more. "This is not going to work out. My apartment is not big enough for you all."

"But we're supposed to look after you. To keep you safe." said M.M..

"I'll keep her safe." Now Ben stepped forward. "You don't need to worry about that."

"As we saw."

"Hey!" Ben pointed at Hughie who was actually just talking to himself, but that didn't seem to work with the supe. "If you don't wanna lick my balls, the peanut gallery shut's the fuck up!"

"WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER..." Y/N tried loudly to bring the attention back to the actual point. With success. "If you watched me... from outside? Keep the streets in check? The surroundings? If you're all in here, that wouldn't be very strategic, would it?"

"That's not the plan anyway. But one of us has to stay in here. Just in case. And it's probably best when we... take turns." Annie looked at the others.

After a moment of silence everyone seemed to agree. They could not all stay in the apartment together and it would also not be good to make the same person come here every day and stay. Not with Soldier Boy already fuming about him being questioned in keeping Y/N safe. So Annie decided to stay the rest of the day. M.M. and Hughie would observe the street infront of the house.

"Where's Butcher? Still after Homelander?" Ben went into the kitchen to get himself a beer.

"No. He's... on a different mission." Hughie answered vaguely but Y/N could see in Ben's face that he tuned into the thoughts of the young man. "Okay! We should go."

And shortly after that, the apartment felt silent again.

Five days. It's now been five days with Ben and the others in Y/N's life. And it was no fun. Ben had been more grumpy than he already was and when he was not sitting in the living room watching TV and trying to catch up on everything that he missed, he disappeared in her bedroom. The only room Y/N thought she had to herself. And at night, with just her and the fake boyfriend, it felt fine. Almost content even. He never tried to come on to her, eventhough she almost expected something like that to happen. Surprisingly, he never initiated a move. But he didn't talk to her either.

Sometimes she asked him a question. One that sounded easy to answer but surely could've lead into a longer conversation. However, Ben just gifted her with short, confused and annoyed gazes before he gave her a even shorter answer. And he never asked Y/N a question in return. At first she told herself that she just tried to dive more into the whole fake dating thing they were supposed to play out. It would be beneficial if they knew more about each other. If they would get to know each other better. But Ben didn't seem to be interessted in that. Still, Y/N kept trying.

After a few days she realized that it was not entirely because of the fake dating story. Slowly but surely, the man she shared her bed with, started to interest her. Of course she had read and heard storys about him, but once you realize how much Vought lies about their heros, Y/N began to question everything. Maybe that could've protected Jenny... Him on the other hand didn't seem to have any interest in getting to know her. Not that it was important to her. Not at all. But it made her still wonder why he picked her for all of this.

Having Annie all day in her house was comfortable. The women talked quite a bit, while she stayed alert to some degree. Not like Ben, the blonde woman listened and shared her story willingly. They talked about family and how Vought and the supes had changed their lives. But when Annie asked how Y/N found out that the supes were merely real heros, she didn't tell her about Jenny. What had happened to her sister was still so painful and horrific and she was not ready to tell it to anyone. So she just told her, that her wake up call had not been really pleasant, but it most definitley had opened her eyes. Annie seemed to understand and did not ask any further questions. They changed the subject and kept talking about other things. It was really fun.

With Hughie in her apartment it was different. He was around her age, maybe a little younger and still they didn't seem to find something they could talk about. He was not as open as Annie was, stayed mostly near a window and tried to keep one eye on Ben. She could see how nervous the supe made him. Y/N knew that they had worked together beforehand, but during the battle in the Vought Tower the tables were turned and so nothing was sure anymore. That's when Y/N started to cook again, just to stay busy. Ben occupied the TV most of the time and rather than watching one thing at a time he changed channels what felt like evey five seconds. But when the supe smelled that she was cocking in the kitchen, a smile spread over his face.

"Finally you do what every woman should do." he told her. "When are we gonna eat?"

"Who said I would cook for you, too?" she replied after a stern look up to him.

This respones wiped the smile from his face and the dialogue that followed after was one Y/N did not want to think about again. His very old views on women were truly hair-raising and she could not wrap her head around how a man as attractive as him still had those visions. But maybe that was a good thing in the end, because she could never be together with a man like that. Not that she wanted to be together with Ben anyway.

That's why it was good that Ben left the apartment sometimes. Not like Y/N, he didn't need to stay inside. So, Mallory left him Paul and the car to get his weed and whatever else. Sometimes she saw that he used something harder than his joints. But she didn't care, as long as he didn't bring them into her apartment. And so it was nice that he was gone for some time of the day. Especially when M.M. started to stay over for the day.

But the tension in the room, when both men were there, was so strong that it made her really uncomfortable. Y/N had heard from Annie what the business between them was and she could not imagine how Marvin must've felt everytime he saw the man who killed his family. The urge for revenge must've been so strong, that his OCD even took over in her apartment. When he realized that Y/N was watching him quietly, he tried to stop and apologized, but she didn't mind. In a way she understood it and it made her feel connected to him. Every supe-survivor had a package to bare.

This day though was different. As soon as Y/N woke up, she could feel that something was off. Ben was already up and she could hear voices talking with eachother. She got out of the bed and just hoped that it was not Marvin in her living room, but luck was not on her side today. And out of an unknown reason Ben decided that today was the day to talk. With every hour that passed it became more unbearable. At some point Y/N asked him if he didn't want to leave today and Ben just said no and started talking to Marvin again. His responses were short but his anger was evidently shown on his face and his leg was bouncing rentlessly up and down.

Y/N's breaking point came in the evening. The talk between the men became more and more heated and whatever she tried to break it up, it didn't work. Ben had to pick at M.M.'s wounds and the black man fired back, obviously not caring who he was talking to. Y/N had no idea what was happening and why they were behaving like this, but she couldn't take it anymore. From both men unknown she disappeared into her bedroom, changed her clothes and escaped down the fire escape by her bedroom window. It didn't take long to find Paul and the car and so she opened the door and jumped on the backseat. With surprise vivid on his face he turned around.

"Please take me somewhere else!"

"Miss Y/L/N..."

"They're bashing their heads in and it's been almost a week since I saw or heard someone else. I know I should not be out here and it's dangerous if anyone sees and recognizes me, but I can't take it anymore. So, please... help me." she looked at him with pleading eyes.

Paul sighed. "Where do you want to go?"

She leaned back into the seat with relieve. "I don't know. Is there not a club with private lounges or rooms or something? Something where I'm out of danger and still can... forget all of this."

Paul nodded his head quickly and started to drive. The further away he took her, the more freely she felt she could breathe. And that's when she realized how heavy all of this was sitting on her shoulders. One stupid decision could turn your life around and make it better or worse. She should've just stayed at home on halloween. The car suddenly came to a stop and she looked out of the window. They were at the backentrance of a nightclub, where two security guards were standing.

Paul got out and Y/N folllowed him. The three men shared a knowing look and one of the strangers opened the door to let them in. Paul walked her up to a door, opened it and revealed a privat room behind it. A large window allowed a view down into the club and she could hear the loud music blasting over speakers in the room. On the left was a minibar and on the right was a small sofa with a table. She really didn't wanted to know why he knew that a place like this existed.

"You have the room to yourself. Noone will come in here. The window is a one way mirror, so nobody can see you. And I will wait outside to bring you back home."

Y/N showed him a genuine smile. "Thank you!"

Paul nodded again and left her alone in the room. As soon as the door closed, the music got louder and she walked over to the minibar. This was exactly what she needed right now.

"Oh Aaashleeeey!"

The redhaired woman jumped at hearing her name said in a singsong voice by Homelander. She closed her eyes for a second and then plastered a smile on her face. He was expecting some news about Soldier Boy. To bad for her, she had not really anything to say. The old hero was nowhere to find, his girlfirend also did not show and that was not good. Ashley was supposed to bring answers.

"So!" Homelander came around to stand infront of Ashley, crossed his arms behind his back and looked down to the woman infront of him with raised eyebrows. "Any news?"

"N...no... not really. But we're looking into every little hint we get. We tried to follow the car in which they disappeared after the incident in the shop, but... we lost track of it."

This was not what he wanted to hear. He had hoped that there was already more to tell, maybe even a location or at least the neighborhood in which they were hiding. Homelander needed to find Soldier Boy and end him as fast as he could. Or else his dad would end him and if anyone could do that, it was him.

"That is really disappointing, Ashley. You had over a week to get me results."

"I know! I know, but... there is something I can tell you." she stood up and hold up one hand as if she tried to calm the supe infront her down.

"And that would be?" he asked expectantly.

"We're not the only ones who are looking for them." To that Homelander raised an eyebrow again. "Victoria Newman is also looking for him. She's hiding her searchteam in an abandoned building just outside New York."

Now that were really some news. Slowly Homelander turned around to look outside the window again.

"Well.... maybe it's time that I pay our vice-chancellor candidate a visit."

Several hours later, Y/N had no idea how long she'd been here, she felt good, really good. The music was the right mix to let loose and she felt a little tipsy from the alcohol. It was freeing and she really wanted this to last as long as possible. She danced her heart out with the people down on the dancefloor who had no idea that she was partying with them.

But when Bruno Mars started to sing that sex felt like heaven, two strong hands appeared on her hips and a warm, strong body pressed against her back. It startled her for a second, but it didn't take long for her to realize that it was Ben. His scent infiltrated her nose and she closed her eyes with enjoyment for a moment, while his body started to sway with her's. She had not heard him come into the room and it got her wondering how he was able to sneak up to her. Maybe after the last time she returned from the toilette?

"How did you find me?" she just had to ask.

"Paul called me." his deep voice answered. "Just to be sure."

Y/N could feel the bulge in her back starting to grow and a small moan left her lips. Damn, why was this always happening when she had some alcohol in her system? It's like he could sense his oppurtunity and had no problem to take it. But she felt so good right now, that she actually did not care. Y/N brought her arms back to lay them around his neck and pressed herself a little more into him.

That movement gave Ben the freedom to let his hands wander to the front of her jeans and started to open it. Y/N had to chuckle. He really didn't waste any time. Her hands ran through his hair and she laid her head back on his shoulder. Ben placed open mouthed kisses on her neck while his hand disappeared into her pants and his fingers brushed through her already wet folds. She opend her legs a little more and turned her face to him, before she moaned again. But Ben swallowed her moan with a kiss.

While he worked Y/N up with his one hand, the other arm pressed her more into him, so that she could not escape his magical fingers. And even if she could, she was already far to gone in her passion to really leave. The pressure was getting stronger and stronger and with a couple more precise pumps of his fingers inside her she came hard and screamed her climax out. It felt so incredibly good and her legs shaked so much she wasn't sure she could stand.

"Oh god..." was all she could say.

And while she tried to stabilize herself, Ben already opened his own pants to free his aching cock. Y/N turned around to him and when she saw his fully erect dick, she hurried out of her pants and shoes. The damage was already done anyway.

"That's nice, but just call me Ben." the supe said with a cocky smile.

"Just... shut up." she answered, layed her arms back around his neck and started to kiss him again.

The kiss got more and more heated and Ben reached down with his hands to grab the back of her thighs. He picked her up and a moment later she was pressed against the wall. Her legs rested over his waist and with one strong push Ben buried his lenght balls deep inside her. Both instantly moand loud and Ben moved his hips right away in a rough and fast pace. Y/N had to grip his shoulders hard and couldn't contain her screams and moans. It just felt so good.

He worked her up to a second orgams and just befoe she fell over the cliff, Ben himself growled and bit into her shoulder. With a last deep and strong push he buried his cock to the hilt inside her, painted her inner walls white and took Y/N with him over the edge.

It felt like he reached places she herself did not know existed inside her and while she tried to calm her breath she still saw stars dancing around the room.

A/N: Ah, well. 😏 We knew they couldn't keep their hands to themselfs for long, right? 🤭 What do you think? Should we start to inculde Ben's thoughts now? 🤔 Yeah, I think we should.

@lyarr24 @leigh70 @k-slla @deadlydivergentgirl @deans-spinster-witch

#unexpected #soldier boy #the boys amazon #jensen ackles #fanfiction

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thedragonlover95 · 6 months

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Don't Change Who You Are Klonoa

Klonoa was just looking around town, it had been a nice day. Till he heard that tourists were coming by, he had seen plenty before and many would give him greetings. While also asking if they could give him hugs or pets, which he did not mind at all, it made him feel happy to know he could make others happy. This time however, was different, and that was during the event where some of his friends were there too. Each where given their own greetings, and appeared to be going fine, , ,that was until Klonoa noticed someone approaching, they were a red head while wearing some weird robes. Klonoa greeted them. Klonoa: Hi and welcome to Breezegale- Dumb: Wait are you Klonoa? Klonoa: Uh huh that's me. Dumb: URGH! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYES! Klonoa: WAH! W-what's wrong?! Dumb: YOU WERE SO MUCH BETTER IN YOUR FIRST GAME! BUT NOW YOU LOOK LIKE THAT BLUE HEDGHOG SONIC! Klonoa: Why would I? Did I do something wrong? Popka: Hey bucko what are you trying to do to our buddy?! Dumb: Oh great the none expressive peanut gallery's here as well! This as dumb as-insert cringy meme here- Lolo: Klonoa hasn't done anything wrong, you're the one who seems to have a problem! Leave him alone, he's not hurting anyone, if anything you're the one who's causing issues and it's very upsetting! Leorina: And I think you owe him an apology. Dumb: Oh great, it's the edgy pirate girl, along with those who'd want to fuck this-Get's Blasted- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Tat: Yeah this one's getting kicked, if they don't want to play by the rules, or be at least decent, they should be escorted out in style. Leorina:-sighs-At leas that's got taken care of. . .Hey you alright Klonoa? Klonoa: Yeah, I am now. But I don't get why that guy had an issue with my appearance. Guntz: It's clear that they're a hated Sonic fan. Anything that remotely has the eyes that you have. They will do what they can to break you down mently. Leorina: Which isn't really right. I'll never get why these kinds of people have to make it a big deal. Popka: That guy got what was coming to him. I bet he's total loser where he's from. Lolo: That still doesn't make it right. Klonoa: But I am glad you guys were around, i'm not sure what I would do if you didn't show up. Guntz: Hey it's the least we can do. Besides that guy was just some trouble maker. You're fine just the way you are, so remember that. Klonoa: Yeah, you are right on that. I'll continue being me, because it's who I am and no one can tell me otherwise! Huepow: That's great to hear. And no one will break that. End Author's Note: So yeah I based this of a "Review" on a Klonoa video, that was made by washout EX Sonictuber Dumbsville. Where he didn't really talk about the stories of the two games, just cringy cutaways and memes. But what really got my blood boiling, is of his Sonic Hate Biased, he hated Klonoa's modern look, all cause of the eyes and body shape. Clearly the guy dosn't know that Klonoa is suppose to be a pre teen. And that was one of the few Klonoa videos I disliked. Also the video was just not very good. This guy's only good t reviewing trash movies, and not charming games. So I made this story, and how Klonoa and friends arn't bad people, and how much they shouldn't let losers like this get to them. This also goes for Sonic as well.

#klonoa #klonoa phantasy reverie series #klonoa heroes #klonoa 2 #guntz #Story

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kagedbird · 5 months

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TESSDE AU (+ Lucia :]) (Lucia part 13)

Allora: No.

Kaidan + Taliesin: *spluttering* 'No'?!

Inigo: *shaking his head, leaning against the wall*

Kaidan: Lass, you were literally burnt near to a crisp!

Taliesin: Cherub, reconsider. I don't want to risk you becoming upset and us not be able to help.

Allora: No, you want the chance to be snippy and petty and glare at them while they attempt their apologies. Which, I respect it. But I can't allow you to. So you have to stay outside.

Kaidan: *growls* Love, I know you care about Lucien, but this is a lot to ask of us. You've been in a back and forth since we got to this damned place. Why even bother givin' them the time of day?

Allora: Kai. If your mom was alive and you were in this situation, what would you do?

Kaidan: *glares heatedly* That's a low blow.

Allora: I'm not saying it to upset you, or to dredge up any pain. I want you to understand him, put yourself in his shoes. I'm willing to give them a chance for him, and for Lucia. She doesn't want to lose her father- she's lost enough!

Taliesin: *sighs tiredly, rubbing the bridge of his nose* ...Five minutes. I do not care if they're in the middle of a soliloquy about their feelings on Sheogorath's mounds of cheese, we will be coming in to check on you. If you are at all upset, I will carry you to the cart myself.

Allora: ...Okay. Five minutes. Each.

Taliesin: *narrows his eyes*

Allora: *sticks out her tongue* What, you want them to talk over each other in their apologies? Rush through them? You're lucky I'm agreeing to a time limit at all.

Inigo: I admire your patience.

Allora: [dryly] I'm well practiced.

Taliesin: Less interjections from the peanut gallery please.

Allora: *rolls her eyes* Look. If they offer me money or to buy my favour, guilt trip me, or try to manipulate me, I'll call out for both of you, and we'll leave. No buts, no please, no waiting- we leave. I'll call for Odahviing to head back home- no I will not tell him to eat them, they'd give him indigestion.

Kaidan: *mouth open to snark, closes it and frowns*

Allora: I know what I'm doing. Trust me, I have a history of being played by manipulators. I know how it works. Inigo will stay in here as a mediator, and if I'm incapable, he'll get you. Okay?

Inigo: Even in a tense situation where you both are very grumpy, I would hope you trust my capabilities. It will be okay!

Kaidan: ...

Taliesin: ... *pouts* ...Can't I at least mock them a little bit?

Allora: *chuckles* No. I love you. Get out.

Taliesin: *huffs* So bossy. And yet I love you as well. *steps over to kiss her temple, brushing her hair from her face before stepping back*

Kaidan: *grumbling and arms crossed* Cannae believe this shite...

Allora: *crooks a finger* Come here, pouty. Give me a kiss and then head out.

Kaidan: *sighs through his nose, stepping forward and kissing her lips, pulling away after a moment* Call us immediately if there is a problem.

Allora: I have you on speed dial.

Kaidan: *furrows his brows in confusion but just shakes his head and steps back, leaving the room with Taliesin*

Inigo: *watches Allora sigh and slump tiredly in the bed, walking over to adjust her blankets* Hopefully, in either direction this goes, you will be able to rest soon.

Allora: *yawns, sinking into the bed more* I'd like that... I'm so tired...

Inigo: After being burned alive by a very testy dragon, dealing with healing back up, and romantic and familial issues, I would assume so. It would be weirder if you were not.

Allora: *laughs* Very true. Is Lucia all right?

Inigo: I told her to stay in her room and draw for a little while, while the conversation happened. She seemed sad, but understood.

Allora: *nods, holding his hand and kissing his knuckles* Thank you. I appreciate you being so level headed about everything.

Inigo: *tail waves happily* But of course! Someone needs to be, with all the shouting and upset. While I feel for Julian and like his parents, things have certainly not gone well for you or Lucia, and I cannot say I am pleased about it. But everyone deserves second chances! You gave us all second chances. Why not them?

Allora: *pulls his hands to her cheeks, leaning her head into his palms* Yeah... but only if they mean it, obviously.

Inigo: I believe they will. They have not given me any reason to see their actions as particularly malicious. Ignorant, perhaps. Lots of foots in mouths. But never purposefully hurtful.

Allora: *hums and nods before a knock is heard in morse code: They're here* Okay. Show time. Let them in?

Inigo: *presses a kiss to her forehead before pulling back and heading to the door* I've got your back, my friend.

#skyrim #TESSDE AU #skyrim taliesin #kaidan skyrim #kaidan khim #Allora #Dragonborn oc

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#I think I'll make another secondary blog just for this amazing event

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#67: BoBo Town

A platforming game with automatic scroll. The player is a short guy with a big top hat, riding an emu at breakneck speed! Bea soon found she could jump, dash like a drill, and flutter for an extra long jump. It's a lot like the various 'endless runners' you can play on your phone these days, but each level does have a goal, indicated on the map at the top of the screen.

The peanut gallery is still rather quiet.

"EMU!" She shouts and points excitedly. "I like that large scary birds are a thing in this collection! Fu- okay, but you need lightning fast, you don't have much time to react! Stupid.. freakin'..GRAHHH!!"

"Guys please say something.. anything? Come on, its emu racing!"

Baconnaise: Why is it called Bobo Town HNV: Is this intended to be ironic? Haha, look, cute emus! Never mind the MURDERED CHILD. Klickitat_Street: Maybe this is like the cute predecessor to Cassowary Attack and then they got all edgy

After a lot of frustrating trial and error, Bea reaches the boss of the stage: a masked bandit in a cowboy hat, riding an ostrich! Now it does become an endless runner, as you have to keep running until you can drill it into submission

TaichouSenseiKun: This is what Glem would have wanted, I think. To go to the emu races for him Syrupentine: ...he did say he was going to a carnival or something, so... huh.

"The ostrich! My natural enemy and rival! YES, RUN FROM ME! Throw fewer bombs but run from me!"

After about five drills to the rear end, the ostrich throws its rider and runs away! The little guy on the emu's back catches him and ties him up, and there's a little cinematic of taking him to the Bobotown Jail and tossing him in. Apparently your player character is the mayor of Bobotown, and the emu himself is Bobo!

"Okay I have to say, I think they should just elect Bobo himself and cut out the middleman, but whatever, great little game!" She spins her chair around in celebration. "Right? ..You're not worshipping me enough, are you guys still sad about Glem??"

She sinks back into her chair slowly. "Yeah me too.."

HNV: We made Bea sad... I belong in Hell! Glockroach: Damn right you do DueyDecimal: You're right, we gotta be strong for Bea! She counts on us to get her through the hard games!

Syrupentine: It was just really hard, you know, we really loved Glem's first game and it seems like... what was that even about? They killed him off?? HNV: I never saw that in a game before, usually if you have a really good game you kill it with sequels! berd_snurglar: maybe its just to show we live in a random chaotic world, and video games are just a big waste of time Glockroach: Gee thanks berd, maybe we can not enjoy things together later

aroseahorseboy: sorry im quiet. just really hurt. ill come back for the next one maybe. >aroseahorseboy has left. Syrupentine: ...Aro left? Aro never leaves!! Baconnaise: Bea find the man game and someone hug aro when they can for me

HNV: I'll talk to him on discord Nobody else leave okay? Stick with Bea! Klickitat_Street: Yeah, look how far we've come! I can't believe we're almost half done with this! DueyDecimal: And there's another Box Baby coming up!

#jtnuggets #mar 16 #bea #baconnaise #hnv #klickitat street #taichousenseikun #syrupentine #glockroach #dueydecimal #berd #aroseahorseboy

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Chapter : Seven

This chapter is Reader and Spencer finally discussing what's going on. It's a little angst but a semi happy ending.

Taglist is open. 🥰

Part 6

This one is definitely one of my favorite chapters I've written so far.

Word count: 3,121

I am currently experiencing heavy writers block so I would love to know your thoughts or theories!

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I ended up walking out of the room and I could feel myself shaking. I was infuriated. I had been so upset with everything that happened between Spencer and Cat that I couldn’t see straight. Maybe I was being overly emotional but to be fair I still haven’t slept yet. Spencer had followed me out but neither of us made it far before I saw Ethan sitting in the break room talking to Jj. I glanced at Spencer then back at him. ‘He deserves to be in a cell, not in our break room. You and I both know that.’ He sighed and nodded knowing damn well now was not the time to fully argue with me. My hands were sore. I needed a release from the stress of the past couple of days. I would much rather the endorphins get released by Spencer and I tangled within the sheets.

It had been sometime since Spencer and I had been intimate due to work and me just not being in the mood because of the recent changes in my medication. We hadn’t openly discussed what had been going on with us to anyone on the team. At least I didn't. I wanted to keep things to myself. I had always suffered with dark thoughts and bad coping mechanisms. It wasn’t until Spencer pointed it out when we started living together. That it wasn't pointed out to me. He had spoken to me about it as gently as possible because he understood it was a sensitive topic that could either make me sob or be deeply upset with him and push him away.

It luckily ended in me trusting his judgement and he set me up with a psychologist. Within a month of therapy they decided I needed meds for my issues. Mood stabilizers, Antidepressants and anxiety medication. It took a lot of trial and error for us to find the right ones that worked for me. I was lucky enough to have a person in my life to love me through the changes I had to experience during that time. I unfortunately suffered from a hazy mind. If I get too focused on something I tend to forget to take all of the above. Spencer always kept a track of when I took them. He’d message me when I needed to when we weren’t together no matter what.

Of course he couldn’t when he was kidnapped. So here I was having a hard time processing everything I needed to. ‘You need to go home and sleep, eat and take your medication my love.’ As he spoke he cupped my face and rubbed his thumb over my cheek. I couldn’t help but notice the way Ethan looked at me with envy from the other room when I wasn’t staring into Spencer’s golden irises. A part of me felt like Spencer was just trying to get rid of me but I also knew he needed to come home and rest too. I can’t imagine he actually got any while he was kidnapped even if he was presumably only with Ethan.

I grabbed his hand and held it to my face as I leaned into it. I didn’t care that I had to stretch out my freshly made wounds. If anything the pain was a nice distraction from the whirlwind my mind had become from the ticking of the hours that had gone by. ‘Please come home with me. Ethan will be taken care of and it’s not like the Kitten can get out of her cell. Please.’ His eyes softened as he heard me speak and he went to shake his head no until Emily spoke up from behind us.

‘Both of you are going home. Neither of you have a choice in the matter. Everyone here has gotten rest but you two. The rest of the team and I can handle this by ourselves for a little while. Go home you two.’ She spoke loud enough to cause a scene and I couldn’t help but wince as everyone stared. ‘She’s right you haven’t eaten a proper meal Y/L/N in days’ Rossi commented from the peanut gallery. I pulled Spencer’s hand away from my face and squeezed it tightly. I hated being called out by anyone that wasn’t him. He has learned how to do it without making me feel guilty over the past couple of years. Right now all I felt was guilt. Guilty over the fact that on top of worrying about Spencer they were worried about me as well. I was such a screw up I swear. ‘ I agree I think I saw you resting your eyes maybe 10 minutes before you headed to the vending machine for an energy drink because the coffee wasn’t working for you anymore.’ Luke commented as he brought me my cardigan that I had draped over my chair at my desk. I sighed as I looked at him.

‘Guys we are going. I promise.’ Spencer spoke as he began to pull my hand lightly to lead me away from everyone. ‘Don’t forget to put him in a holding cell.’ I said as I pointed at Ethan as his eyes never seemed to leave Spencer and I. I locked on to his gaze and followed his line of sight. Correction: it wasn’t on both of us. It was only on Spencer.

I squeezed his hand harder than I probably should have. I didn't care. Ethan was truly creeping me out at that moment. Why was he staring at my husband like a child that had their favorite comfort item taken from them as a punishment. Perhaps in a way that's what I was doing. I knew the moment he and I left they would treat him like an unsub as they should. He'd get no special treatment because Spencer wouldn't be around. I was giddy at the thought and let out a small laugh as I walked out of the building with him in tow.

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I felt a weight leave my chest when Y/n asked me to shower with her. I logically knew it was probably because she couldn't bring herself to actually wash her hair or even herself. I was just thrilled over the fact that once our front door was locked into place she didn't turn around and snap at me about what happened between Cat and I. I knew what I let happen bothered her greatly. We've spoken about it before many times. I knew this time though I had almost opened Pandora's box. Perhaps I had only placed the key into it instead.

Still pulling her into my arms as the hot water washed over us was enough to make me sob into her freshly washed hair. I never wanted her to doubt my love for her. Yet here I was showing attraction to two different people and that wasn't fair to her. Sure it hadn't been spoken about nor did she know about the relationship Ethan and I shared when we were much younger. She had a right to know. I knew that. I also knew now wasn't the time to mention it.

I felt her put her full weight into me as the water droplets rolled down her soft skin. She seemed so fragile. We seemed so fragile. Maybe I was overthinking. Maybe I was making up scenarios that would never come. Her hand inched up tracing the wound on my chest underneath it's bandage. I tried not to wince but no matter how gently she caressed it with her fingertips it still stung like it did when it was given to me mere days ago.

'I can't believe he did this to you.' Her voice was barely a whisper as if she too were afraid it would shatter the solace we found behind a mere shower curtain. I caught her hand in mine and placed it over my heart. I leaned in and kissed her as gently as I could muster. She returned it in kind but I could tell she had more to say. So of course I let her.

'He hurt you Spence and all you've done is protect him. I want to understand but I can't seem to wrap my head around why you'd protect a man that did such awful things to you.' As she spoke I remembered why I let him get away with it. It was simple. I couldn't remember who had actually hurt me. If it were him or Lindsey. I never coherently saw her. I only saw him and I felt like that was deliberately done.

'Sweetheart, do you trust me and my judgment on the matter?' As I spoke I pulled away from her to turn the water off and grab a towel wrapping her up in one first before I grabbed my own to dry myself off too. I watched in awe as she dried off and her breast jiggled as she did so. I had to turn my gaze away. Now was certainly not the time to be trying to bed my wife. I would be lying though if I said I didn't want to distract myself from everything that had happened these past few days.

Her and I both needed rest. She needed to eat first to take her medicine. That was top priority not my raging lust for her. 'I do. I just. I don't know there's things I don't know that I need to know before I make my final judgement on the situation. All I know is that my husband has been sexually touched, kidnapped and tortured in a matter of days and there was nothing I could do to change the outcome besides not walking out of the bureau when Cat touched you through your slacks!'

I could hear the frustration in her voice as she pulled on her panties and one of my t-shirts from college. I watched her as she quickly left the bathroom to head into the kitchen. I quickly slid on my gray sweats and rushed after her. I didn't like the idea of her being alone when she was angry and not in a great state of mind.

'I'm sorry.' I pulled her into me as she began to make herself toast. I placed a kiss on the junction between her neck and shoulder. 'I should have stopped the whole thing sooner. I just kept trying because I was certain if I did she'd slip up but she never did.'

By now I knew how Y/N's mind worked. 'Spencer you didn't stop her because you didn't want to. Whether you understand your attraction to her or not. You've always wanted to sleep with her. You yourself told me so when we were just friends. Don't start lying to me now about things' She pulled away from me and took the toast and her glass of water to the couch.

I realized then that she had actually made me some toast as well. I turned around to grab my own glass of water and her medicine. I sat beside her and sighed. 'Eat first then take your medicine. If you are feeling up to it I'll tell you before we go to bed tonight. Everything you need to know and probably things you'd rather not hear but as my wife and my best friend you have the right to know everything.'

She nodded as she bit into her food. Tears were silently streaming down her face already. I knew right now that it wasn't because of me. Not fully anyway she was just overwhelmed.

We ate in silence. I handed her; her pills and she took them without complaint. If anything she seemed rather numb to everything around her.

'Maybe telling you should wait.' I said as I pulled her to me. 'Thank you for not fighting with me about taking your medicine.' I kissed her cheek. 'I'm proud of you and how well you've held yourself together while I was gone.' She wasn't codependent on me per say but praise was always something I gave her. Especially after mom started to pick fights with me about her medication. Y/n was a walk in the park for me compared to her. She always felt bad that I needed to take care of her when she wasn't in her right state of mind.

To be honest though I love taking care of her. She was perfectly capable of doing anything and everything on her own but she trusted me enough to shut her brain off for a bit and let me take the reins for a few hours or even days. Right at this moment was one of those times. It's not like I didn't have days and times like her where I shut my mind off as well because I did and she would baby me and look after me like I am her at this very moment.

'I'd rather you tell me right now. I don't have the urge to fight or to do much of anything.' I nodded as I pulled her up with me and led her to the bed laying down with her and holding her from behind.

'First and foremost. I am in love with you with every fiber of my being. I don't ever want you to doubt that but I'll understand after I tell you everything if you do but I need you to always remember I will choose you without hesitation, without question.' She nodded after I was done. My fingers traced up and down her hand as I held her as close as possible.

'I'll always be your best friend first. Then your wife. That was something I told you on our wedding day and I plan to stick by that choice. I only ask that you stay remaining honest with me. I can't stand not knowing what's going on in your mind. As long as we stay honest with one another I know that we can make it through anything.' She pulled my hand up to her lips and kissed it and I couldn't help but sigh in relief. She was more than I deserved and I don't think anyone would ever understand how much I didn't deserve her.

'I'm not sure if it was Ethan that hurt me. I know he was the one to kidnap me but other than that I don't believe it was him. He would never hurt someon-' I stopped myself as I was searching for the right words. I could tell she was waiting with baited breath. 'Ethan would never hurt me like that would most likely be the proper word to say.'

She nodded 'You're holding back love. Just say what needs to be said. I can take it.'

I bit my lip and exhaled. 'Ethan wouldn't hurt me like that because he has been in love with me since college. We um.. he was- i-' I was struggling trying to form words. The past Ethan and I had together was a good one but he was also my first heartbreak.

'He was your first love huh? It's okay Spence we all have a past. Some of us just don't stay close to those from it.' As she spoke she rolled over to face me with a soft smile on her lips. 'Keep going. It's okay.' I know all of her wanted to cup my face but she restrained herself and just made due fiddling with my wedding band on my finger. Which is something she always did when we were having a deep conversation. I knew as long as she was playing with mine and not her own that we were okay.

`We were friends for a long time before him and I became intimate with one another. We always sorta stepped around the subject but one day after class he asked me out on a movie date. One thing led to another and I was in his room and we- we slept together.' She nodded again telling me to continue as her eyes stayed on her moving fingers.

I made a face. It's not the fact that I didn't want to tell her it was just the fact that I didn't know how.

'We dated all of college and then we separated when I joined the academy. I made it and he didn't. We grew apart. One thing led to another and I caught him in a very intimate position with someone. He claimed that the other person involved was the one that started it. He didn't have time to react before I walked out.'

I didn't dare look at her. I knew it was dumb of me to still be so hurt by what happened between him and I but I was. I trusted him deeply even to this day but I just couldn't let go of the way it looked like that wasn't their first kiss. No matter how many times he proved to me that it was.

Her hand moved to cup my face as she kissed away the small tears that I was shedding.

'I'm sorry he broke your heart Spencer. You didn't deserve that.'

'After I left we never fully spoke again. I never gave him the time of day. Not fully. We'd talk as friends and we'd talk for cases such as where Jj met Will but other than that I just shut anything to do with him out.'

I looked at her finally, my vision blurry with unshed tears and she looked at me and smiled softly at me. 'The truth is I was in love with him. After him I fell in love with Maeve. Then I met you and it's like everything started making sense again. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't drawn to you originally because in some aspects you reminded me of him. I think that was one of the reasons I first realized I was attracted to you.'

She pulled me in suddenly and kissed me sweetly on the lips. 'I love you Spencer. You and the things that make you, you now. We need to talk about Catherine but I'm getting very very sleepy and all I want from you right now is for you to let me drown in you and pretend for a small amount of time that these past few days haven't happened.'

I pulled her into me and held her as she buried her face into my hair. 'I love you Mrs Reid more than you will ever be able to comprehend.'

With that we both fell asleep for the first time in 4 days.

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