#man its late i should be asleep im sorry for how terrible this is

[sovietniik]

     when : early evening , — december 1920      where : the fruit and vegetable shop       who : @maryasky​

the flat itself is falling apart . peeling pastel floral wallpaper , creaky wooden floors , a leaky kitchen sink that would keep him up all night if he was the sort to get a decent night sleep ( he isn ’ t , so instead it will keep him company . ) the length of the room is twice its width , giving it the impression that he is living in a hallway . aleksei has always been ambivalent about his living quarters despite an upbringing that never left him wanting for anything , so this does not bother him much . spartan is just fine with him . he ’ s moved in with one suitcase and one suitcase only , and the only thing he ‘ s managed to unpack in the day he ‘ s been here is his ashtray . the ceramic dish teeters precariously on the window sill now as aleksei enjoys the swirl of nicotine in his lungs ; smoke curls into the sky like a chimney . the  same window sill , with chipped green paint , oversees the fruit and vegetable shop of one marya sergeyevna and this is the only reason aleksei is putting up with this place .  

from here , he can just make out the dark mahogany locks and slender frame of the medik in the crosshairs of his vision . the sovietnik ’ s head has made a home for the hum of his suspicions ; most days he hears that wasp nest sound somewhere in the back of his mind . it is a white noise that bleeds into the cacophony of the rest of the world and there is a comfort in it , he ‘ s found . a reminder that he is still alive and alert , at least for another moment . aleksei is SUSPICIOUS of everyone and marya is no different . there ‘ s blank spaces in the history of her . the medik is just one of the changes that has occurred in his absence, and aleksei can only stand a state of ignorance for so long . he decides if he has to buy a flat now that he is back in the city , it might as well be the flat across from marya ’ s fruit and vegetable shop . two birds with one bullet , as the saying goes . the sovietnik is certain only good will come of such proximity and observation : he will either identify and isolate a weakness or they will grow closer because of it . besides , if his pakhan insists that he stay in one of two locations to preserve the secrecy of his identity , then aleksei will make the most of it . 

he stubs out his cigarette when it ’ s burned down and without much more ceremony than that, he grabs his jacket and descends to the street ; the movement not unlike lucifer descending from heaven - it ’ s a stroll , not a fall .

aleksei finds the smell of fresh fruit and vegetables pleasant ; something to be enjoyed for its sweet effervescence .     ❛ marya , ❜     he calls out for her attention as he makes his way to the storefront . they ’ ve passed before in the hallways of the volkov estate . he knows those sharp , bright eyes will recognize him .     ❛ it ’ s not my intention to disturb you, but i thought i would come over and say hello . . . seeing as how we are to be neighbors - ❜     

he points to his little green window across the street . he offers no smile but his voice holds a semblance of kindness . . . and it simply is a semblance , just barely the real thing . because here is the thing : aleksei petrov does not believe in KINDNESS  - but he believes in SURVIVAL , and there are moments such as these that he finds that in order to ensure one , he must succumb to the other . a fucking tragedy, really. he looks at marya down the slope of his nose ; a cat wondering if he’s staring at a mouse - will there be a chase ?

     ❛ - seems i have every excuse to visit now. ❜

#man its late i should be asleep im sorry for how terrible this is #ii ; INTERACTIONS ; #; marya sergeyevna ; #; marya sergeyevna 001 ;

[daddynegandesires]

Secrets chapter 2

Summary: negans jealousy and temptation starts to escalate when he starts coming around trying to fit his way back into your life while also showing jack who the man of the house is but jack may also have secrets of his own no one knows about.

🛑Warning: fluff, major smut, saddness, jealousy, cheating,fighting 🛑

@jazzy1118

18+

Sitting on your bed with mascara tears streaming down your face holding onto old pictures of you,negan and ellie. Jack walks in and you quickly wipe your tears and shove the pictures under the pillow before he notices.

"Hey baby...whats wrong?" Jack slides in next to you

"Oh nothing haha" you sniffle and play it off all cool

"You looked beautiful lastnight...i realized i forgot to tell you" he said brushing a strand of hair behind your ear leaning in to kiss you softly. Jack resches inbetween your skirt automatically causing your legs to spread apart inviting him in. He reaches his other hand up your shirt grabbing your boob gently squeezing it in his hand you begin to quickly unbutton your blouse breathing heavier when the front door opens. You frantically pull your shirt back together terribly and tugging at your skirt when you exit the room to see negan and ellie standing in the living room.

" have you ever heard of calling or sending a text!!??" You cross your arms over your chest with a few buttons still loose allowing your black lace bra to peak out

"Well....looks like youve been busy" negan takes off his glasses sliding them ontop of his head

"I just thought id come by and cookout for ellie.." He grins pulling out steaks and ribs from a grocery bag.

"Oh! I brought wine too...your favorite"

"Cook out!?...wha" you followed behind him outside to the patio slamming the door behind you.

"So you think you can just walk into my house acting like you own the place saying you want to "cook out" for ellie!!??" By now you are almost inces away from him

Negan flicks on the grill and then grabs you gently by your face.

"I believe its my house too.....my name is also on the deed" he relases his hand and then walks past you back inside

You scoff to yourself as you stand there trying to process what is going on when jack comes outside.

"Im heading out for work...also whats up with him?"

"I..uh...he is cooking out for ellie i suppose" you said running your finger's through your messy hair

"I see.....well ill see you later, message me!" He gave you a quick peck on the cheek before hopping into his car and driving off. You sigh to yourself opening the door walking back into the kitchen seeing negan rubbing up the meat with spice's and ellie downing a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

"Negan! Seriously you gave her ice cream before dinner" you quickly took the spoon and bowl away from ellie before she could cram another spoonful in her mouth

"Whaaat let the kid live alittle...." He looks at ellie giving her a goofy face

You go over to dump out the ice cream in the trash can before dropping the dish in the sink next to negan you caught yourself looking at him his jacket was off and his sleeves were rolled up exposing his toned arms and rough hands. His black glasses resting on his face and his perfect salt and pepper hair. You always have had a thing for men a bit older than you and negan fit that image perfectly...jack was much younger than negan which you never would of guessed going for a younger man would be good for you.

"Mommy!!"

"Huh..yes honey?" Causing you to snap out of your thought's

"Can daddy stay the night we can stay up and was scawry moviessszz!!?" Ellies face lit up with excitment

"Oh. Sweetie im sorry but daddy cant stay the night" bending down to her level caressing her cheek

"Uuuuggghhhhh!! No fair!!" Ellie screams at the top of her lungs and starts flailing her arms

"Ellie! Do not act like that towards your mother!" Negans deep strong voice boomed in the kitchen almost making you weak at your knees. Ellie ran off to her room and slammed the door.

"That sassy girl" negan said looking at you through the top of his glasses

"Thank you...." You sighed exhaustedly while popping the cork off of the wine bottle and filling your cup up

"Mmmm...." Swallowing the sweet red wine feeling it flow down your throat

"So....you and younger guys huh?" Negan chuckled while washing his hands

"Something new...nothing wrong with that" you said taking another sip of your wine

"thought you had a fetish for older men....whats it called? Daddy issues"

"I guess you could say that...." Pouring more wine into your glass

"Sure sure..." Negans voice died out as he walked off to the bathroom

Negan came back into the kitchen grabbing the tray of meat outside and slapping it on the grill. You followed behind him wine glass in hand.

"So...was it you that told ellie to ask me if you could stay the night?" Raising an eyebrow

"Shouldnt you go get another glass of wine" negan chuckles

"Ya know...your cooking was always the best" chugging down the rest of your glass

" i think the wine is starting to talk haha" negan closed the lid to the grill folding his arms over his chest

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I was cleaning up the mess in the kitchen while ellie and negan were snuggled up on the couch watching friday the 13th together. Hearing negan be playful and caring with ellie really makes your heart happy. A part of you wishes things could have been diffrent between the two of you that is your babygirls father of course you love the both of them but being with negan just isnt in your future right now.

"Mommy come in here!"

You finished putting dishes away when you walked in there and sat down by negan he kept looking over at you grinning while ellie jumped at the scary scenes with jason Voorhees.

"So...hows the team going?"

"Good...good the boys are a handful" negan chuckled

"You were always a great coach you really pushed those boys to do great things" giving him A sweet smile

Talking about school with negan was always a touchy topic. He runs a basketball team at the local highschool......thats also where he was cheating on me with one of the english teachers.

"She is out like a light... My sweet girl." Negan was running his fingers through ellies long red hair when he looked over at you realizing you had fell asleep on his shoulder too. Negan picked up ellie and took her to her bed and tucked her in when he came back you were slightly awake.

"Thank you..." You said tiredly

"For what baby..." He said in a low deep voice

"For dinner and taking ellie to bed...its hard doing it alone sometimes..." You began to feel really vulnerable and kinda felt unsettling with negan calling you baby

"Jack should be home soon he gets off late.." You raised up off the couch

"You want me to leave...." Negan asked with puppy dog eyes

"Negan....you have to go im sorry"

"Baby....you know i never meant to hurt you" negan pulled you back down to sit on the couch

"But you did.....what were you thinking....you ruined everything" you were a bit tipsy from the wine and your emotions were just flowing out of you

"I love you negan! And you threw it all away for some fucking teacher at your school!!" You began shoving him

"All you care about is yourself you are so fucking full of yourself...you think you are so fucking amazing!" Now gripping onto his shirt hitting him in the chest he quickly pulled you into a tight hug and you began crying uncontrollably onto his shoulder soaking his tshirt.

"Shhh....im here now i promise you i will do anything..i want to be back in ellies life full time again i miss my girls" negan started to get all choked up holding back tears

"I...i cant right now negan its too soon im still hurting so bad.....im trying to move on from this" wiping the tears away from your eyes

"I understand.....im never going to let you down again all i want is for you and ellie to have a good life even if im not in it"

He stood up pulling you with him he took you to the bedroom and layed you down in bed taking your shoes off for you and tucking you in before jack got back.

"Goodnight" he kisses you on the forehead and leaves

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You woke up to ellie jumping and screaming on your bed you looked over to see jack sleeping next to you rubbing at his eyes.

"Good morning beautiful" he leans over and kisses you

"Goodmorning" you chuckled

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" Ellie jumped onto you

"Hi sweetheart mommy sees you" you squeezed her tight in a hug before getting up out of bed

Jack had already gotten up and hopped into the shower when his phone began to ring on his bedside table you eagerly went over and looked at who it was. A girl named Melissa was calling him you just brushed it off and joined him in the shower.

"Hey...." Slipping off your panties and hopping into the shower with him

"Whoa...hey" jack said shocked

You grabbed him by the face and began kissing him hard feeling the hot water stream down your back. He moved his hand down between your legs taking one finger and slowly slipping it inside of you moaning out gripping onto his dick starting to slowly pump it back and forth feeling it grow long in your hand. Before you knew it he flipped you around ramming his cock into you pumping back and forth into your dripping wet pussy. His grip grew tighter on your hip as he started going faster and faster untill you felt an emptyness from him pulling out.

"Im hopping out im gonna let you finish up in here" he slapped your ass and then hopped out and closed the bathroom door behind him

"What a disappointment....." You whispered to yourself as you scrubbed shampoo through your hair knowing that negan would of never left you hanging like that and would of lasted way longer. Turning off the water you coulf faintly here jack laughing and talking to someone over the phone you quickly dried off and opened the bathroom door.

"Who are you speaking to?" You asked slipping on some clothes

"Ohh just a coworker nobody really" he said putting his phone into his pocket and sliding his tie on leaving the room

"Okay then....." You said to yourself

Slipping your shoes on you walked into the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee before jack headed off to work. Jack seemed super eager to leave for work today you just brushed it off assuming it was going to be a busy day for him at the office. He kissed you goodbye and took ellie with him to drop her off at daycare. It was just you alone in the house today which meant housework....gross.

You tied your hair up in a bun and began gathering your cleaning supplies you connected your phone to the bluetooth speaker blasting old rock songs. You were down on your hands and knees scrubbing at the floor in your short shorts when you were greeted by two feet infront of your face. You slowly looked up at who it was and it was negan with a huge dirty smirk on his face.

"This all for me doll?" He bit at his lip

"Oh....uh i planned on cleaning house today while everyone was out" you said shyly not realizing you were still on your knees

"I like you down there...on your knees" he slwoly chuckles

"Oh! Sorry....you cant just keep letting yourself in negan..." You quicly shot up to your feet

"You need me to help with anything?" He walks into the kitchen pouring himself a cup of coffee

"Ugh....The grass needs mowed......" You answered while wiping down the living room table

" jack doesnt mow grass?" Negan began laughing

"Negan...dont" standing there with your hands on your hips you sprayed him with the water bottle

"Hey!.....im just saying i figured young business boys couldnt mow grass anyway" negan walked outside and started up the pushmower.

An half and hour has passed and you finally finished the housework inside. You peaked out the window to see negan finishing up yard work...his shirt was off and he was all sweaty then jack suddenly pulls up causing you to stop gawking at negan.

"You always mow peoples grass" jack called out to negan getting out of the car

"Well, today i do. And maybe even next time...your girlfriend asked me to" negans jaw begins to flex

"Oh really...well" jack rubs at the back of his neck annoyed

"Dont think for a second that you have this all figured out......just setting some ground rules" Negan leans in towards jack and sternly says

Jack glared at negan as he walked past him to go insdie the house.

"Hi sweetie!" You greeted jack with a peck on his cheeck before stepping outside to speak with negan.

"I think you need to go...." You softly said to him trying not to stare at his sweaty toned bare chest

"Cmom doll.....things were getting fun. Jack is really starting to take a liking to me" he chuckles sliding his tongue across his bottom lip

"Negan....this isnt a game" you said picking up the gardening tools and taking them to the garage

"But i like games....and i always win" negan said in his cocky voice following behind you

You slammed down the shovel on the work bench in the garage before you knew it negan flipped you around lifted you up and and sat you ontop of the bench crashing his lips into yours he slid in between your legs grabbing a fist full of your hair yanking your head back as he began biting at your neck.

"Negan...." You moaned softly

"God i miss you moaing my name..."

"N....negan stop" it was so hard to resist him

"I want to have another kid with you....i want to fill myself insdie of you.....please baby" he tugged at your hair harder causing you to moan louder

The hairs on the back of your neck shot up after hearing what he had just said to you. You wrapped your legs tight around his waist and pulled him into you kissing him roughly biting and tugging at his bottom lip. You couldnt control yourself your body was weak negan always knew the right things to say. Negan took his two fingers pulling your yoga shorts aside to his surprise you weren't wearing any panties his finger began to play with your now swollen sensitive clit causing you to whimper out. He sucked on his finger making it wet before bringing it back to your clit gently flicking it faster and faster.

"Negan...im gon-

"(Y/n)...are you in here" jack called out from around the corner of the garage

"Oh shit!" You whispered to yourself before hopping off the work bench approaching jack

"Hey...im going to be going out of town on a business trip soon"

"Oh....well how soon?" You asked curiously

"Like...tonight soon" he quickly stated

"Oh...i see" your voice lowered

"I have to go baby i will keep in touch with you!" He kissed you before slow jogging to his car and leaving

A part of you didnt feel good about jack leaving for a "business trip" if thats really what it was.....something seemed off with him like he was hiding something. You stood from the garage watching him drive down the road untill you couldnt see his car anymore.

"Business trip huh....." Negan questioned walking up beside you

"Yeah...i suppose so" you said zoning out

Negan begins to chuckle and walk past you to his car.

"Wait were are you going!?" You yelled out to him

"Have to go pick up our daughter from daycare" negan calls out from the driver side

"Wait up im coming with you!" Jogging up to his black 1969 camero and hopping in the passenger seat

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You,ellie and negan were back at the house when you were in the bedroom freshening up when you noticed jack had left his laptop on the dresser. Curiously you walked over and popped it open the screen automatically came on to his emails the very top email read from Melissa.

Hey jack we have that meeting tonight dont forget!😊 im also wearing that little tight dress you love.

You read the message over and over again the words ringing in your head making you feel sick to your stomach you slammed the laptop shut your body shaking full of rage and a adrenaline not knowing what to think or how to feel anymore. You just lay back on your bed zoning out up at the ceiling.

The door to the bedroom opens and its negan with a dirty smirk on his face looking at you layed out on the bed you just want to forget everything you want to feel numb you want to be made to feel dirty...

"Hey..." His deep tone giving you goosebumps

"Fuck me.....i want you to fuck me like the slut i am" you sternly said to him

Negan swiftly ripped his shirt off and yanked down your shorts spreading your legs apart bringing his tongue to your pussy licking your sweet folds brining his tongue down to your opening and all the way back up to your clit teasing you. You begin to grind up against his face while he pumps his cock hearing him moan only made you even more wet. He pulls his mouth away and flips you over slapping you on the ass hard the sting of it felt amazing he spanks you agains and a again before he enters his tip inside of you. Gripping onto the the bedsheets you have almost forgotten how big his cock is streching you open to fit perfectly insdie of you.

"Oh fuck.....god its so tight! You dirty fucking whore" he grunts slowly sliding more of his cock into you pulling your head back by your hair

"I miss you....i want you to fuck me hard..." You begin to rub your clit

Negan starts pumping his cock in and out of you his cock slowly swelling up inside of you and you squeeze down on him feeling all it all. He begins to move faster and faster leaning his face down to yours grabbing onto your throat squeezing it to let you feel that perfect high.

"Fuck...i...i cant keep going much longer" he starts fucking you faster and faster

"I want you to cum in me....please..i want your cum inside of me"! You beg

He lets out a load moan as he finishes inside of you and kisses you hard on the lips before pulling out letting his cum pour out of you all over the bedsheets. Negan pulls up his jeans as he hands you a towel to clean yourself up. You havent felt that amazing in awhile so relaxed and burnt off some built up rage

"All you have to do is ask and im here...." He whispers to you before leaving the room to go check on ellie. You get up from the bed to go take a shower.

"What am i doing......." You say to yourself

"Im so fucking stupid...." You begin to cry and sit with your knees pulled up to your chest in the tub feeling like a peice of shit after what you had just done. You are playing with negans emotions and stabbing jack in the back...what kind of girlfriend and mother am i.

#negan x you #jdm #twd #jeffrey dean morgan #negan fanfic #negan x reader

[rozalyein-kruzchka]

Genshin impact character with tall fem! S/o

Bennett

He LOVES your tall appearance, he always wondered how cpuld you be that tall, since you always help him on the adventure, especially helping him taking any sunsettias or apples, he always rely on you for something like that

"Hey hey (First)! Look at that apple! Its sooo big!!"

You look at the apple he point too, you gets fascinated too and also want to take it, so you put Bennett on your shoulder amd told him to catch the apple

"It seems to look taller that i expected, so can you be the one who take that apple instead? Dont worry, you wont hit the ground, i promise"

He nods so fast, no regretting, he take the apples and he try to grip it tightly so it wont fall

"I got it buddy! Now i need to go dow--"

Too late, he's already falling to the back, he's closing his eyes as he falls, but his face doesnt seemed and feeled like he touched the ground

"...Phew, i told you, you wont touch the ground..right?"

He opened his eyes pretty wide as he realize that he falls on your body instead of the ground, he stand up quickly and felt terrible for making you fall with him

"I-im sorry! I should be more carefull, that must be hurt..and im pretty heavy.."

You get up slowly, and try to convince him that you're fine

"Im fine..but the apple you took..is crushed..i should catch the apple with me instead.."

"W-What!? No need! Im the one who should considered to take care the apple more carefully..we can catch another apple i promise!"

You nod as you try to walk again with him, try to focyss on the commision he got to do

"Aw man...im sorry for that, i guess my luck is not something you can prevent isnt it?"

"No, that moment seems to be fun, this will be another intresting story for both of us y'know?"

He sobs, i repeat, he SOBS

"You're too kind..i love you for that"

"I know, i know, there theree"

Razor

He doesnt mind at all, never mind it at all, you're his lupical what else did he want to complain?

"Razor, need to go home, lupical need to eat...and sleep"

He grip the meat that you guys hunt a moment ago before sunset

"You seems too tired to walk alone, are you sure you okay?"

He's simply nods, but you could tell that he's tired and you scared to leave him alone to home

"I..good, just need a little..break"

He gets suprised as you bring him to your shoulder, piggyback-him so easily

"You seem so tired, so we should take you home like this"

He's in silent, but in the end he said a little semtence before he falls asleep

"Lupical..strong but warm..thank you"

Fischl

She's on a different level of complimenting your height i guess, and i cant do her talk, so it might be soo hard to do her part

Just put a simple conversation (sorry fischl lover :<)

Fischl : *complimenting for 1 hour*

(First) : *listen and try to understand on her own*

Oz : what did the princess mean is 'you look gracefull today, the sun showering your face makes you so shiny

(First) : wait-- thats what she said? I thought it was 'you're hiding the sun that greet me every morning'

Oz : No, she complimenting your height that makes you closer to the sun, makes you look amazing this morning

Fischl : Oz! Stop disturbing (first)!

Sucrose

Wants to know what's in your bone, but overall she loves your height because it makes her warmer when cuddles cause your body completely big enough to wrap her and sharing your warm (especially when she's overworked)

(I actually dont know what to put here *sobs*)

"Mr.Albedo? Ah-- good evening"

You look around the lab but Sucrose doesnt seem to be there

"Evening, looking for Sucrose? Aren't she in Mondstadt?"

"What do you mean? I didnt find her anywhe--"

Somebody just put a flower crown in your head, even though it doesnt perfectly placed in your head, but afterall, you know who that is

"Good evening (First)!"

Its sucrose!!

"Sucrosed my beloveedd~!! Im so worried!"

You hug her, you're in dragonspine, but still manage to be soo warm for Sucrose

"I thought that i'll be able to put the flower crown perfectly, but it seems about to fall.."

Sucrose try to fix its position, but makes it fall than makes it perfect, you let out a laugh and put it on your head by yourself

"Its fine, you made it for me? For how long?"

"Just today..! Mr.Albedo gave me a break so i try to made flower crown..!"

Oh my gosh, she's an angle...

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin masterlist #genshin headcanons #genshin #impact #Sucrose x reader #bennett x reader #razor x reader #fischl x reader #genshin impact writting #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact sucrose #genshin impact fluff

[oddaodd]

Hesitation

· Tommy Shelby is hesitant to be happy about his wife being pregnant · 

Warnings: a bit of angst, pregnancy, thoughts of abortion. 

The feeling of nausea right after waking up did little to soothe y/n’s inkling. She had been feeling nauseous every morning for a week or so and what at first she decided not to acknowledge became a bit too suspicious for her to keep ignoring. So she followed her instincts and after inquiring with Pol over tea, her suspicions were confirmed. She was pregnant. It didn’t come much of as a surprise because she sort of already knew, but she just had to be sure. So, with news in hand she decided to pay Tommy a visit. 

She wasn’t quite sure of how he’d react. They had been friends since they could remember, they had been married for a while and even despite having all the time in the world, they had never talked about having children. He had never said he wanted another child, but he had also never said he didn’t want another child and as for y/n, she had never thought of becoming a mother but now that she was going to be one, she couldn’t be happier. Her mind filled up with ideas of their future baby, how would she name them, what kind of person they would grow up to be and what would they look like. Being caught in her daydream, the ride from Polly’s house to the Shelby Company building  went almost unnoticed and she found herself walking into his office without even knocking after greeting everyone she saw rather gaily. 

He was sitting behind his desk, with a cigarette hanging from his lips (as per usual), eyes frowning behind his glasses at some seemingly important paperwork. The sound of his office door opening made him roll his eyes  as he looked up ready to remind whomever it was to knock before entering only for his whole persona to soften when he saw it was her.  

“Although I love your surprise visits, You have picked the wrong time to make one” He said taking off his glasses and shifting his focus from the pile of papers laying on his desk, to her. 

She couldn’t contain her excitement as she sat down on the chair opposite of him and said “I assumed so, but I have something very important to tell you” 

He smiled at her antics putting out his cigarette  “oh yeah?” 

  “I’m pregnant” she smiled expecting a positive reaction but what came next was everything but. 

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and his lips parted a little. Something along the lines of dread and re flashed across his face. For a brief moment all words escaped his mind and when they came back all he could say was “Are you sure?” 

His question caught her off guard and she didn’t know how to process it, sure it wasn’t positively terrible but his tone told her he wasn’t happy at all. His face returned to his serious nature as he waited for her response, which made her reconsider every thought she daydreamed of in the way there. 

“Well, Pol is never wrong” she said hesitantly, Looking down at her hands. All the confidence and joy with which she came into the room having been dissipated and replaced with uncertainty and doubt. 

Tommy sighed “Yeah, she never is” 

He grabbed a cigarette from his cigarette holder and rubbed it against his lips a few times before lighting it and continuing “it’s getting late, we should head home”

It wasn’t late at all. Tommy always arrived home much later than it was then, but she felt unable to speak and question him so she just got up and exited the building with Tommy following closely behind her, some of the papers he had been previously working on safely tucked in his arm.  

A deadly silence befell the ride to Arrow house. Both y/n and Tommy deep in thought. He felt guilty for his reaction, specially when he saw her deflate so at his words, but he was also terrified. In his own eyes, he was a terrible father and as much as he hated the sound of it, having another child meant having another weakness, he was already terrified of loosing Charlie and y/n and now, he would be terrified to loose his unborn child. Unbeknownst to him, Y/n´s thoughts loosely resembled his. She too felt Guilty and terrified and after giving it more thought she felt awfully selfish . She knew they lived a dangerous life and wondered if it was the kind of life she wanted to bring a child into even if the bare idea of being a mother made her insides gleam, she wondered if it would be best to never let it become acquainted with the world. 

When they arrived home. She held on to a tiny glimpse of hope that he maybe would have wanted to talk and clear things out, but all he did was lock himself in his office. Deciding not to push things further she made her way upstairs stopping in front of Charlie’s room to see him safely sleeping in his bed. A smile made its way to her face and then she decided she would keep her baby. All those daydreams she had earlier in the day of coming back to her as she murmured good night to Charlie. She silently closed the door and walked to her and Tommy’s room. She couldn’t help it but cry herself to sleep that night overwhelmed by the events of the day. 

She woke up alone, Tommy had already left and with a feeling of determination and sadness she faced the day. Pol payed her a visit and y/n told her everything. She advised her on what to do and what not to do as a pregnant woman and before leaving she told y/n that Tom would eventually come to his senses. Y/n felt much better after taking to Pol, she always did, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t picture Tommy coming around. 

5 months had passed and  her belly had started to grow and with it, the love for her unborn child. Even Charlie was exited about having a sibling, but Tommy was still reluctant. In fact, she seldom saw him. He always came home when she was already sleep and he always left before she woke up. She started to miss him as dreadful thoughts clouded her mind. Would he leave her? Had his love for her ceased? The prospect seemed unlikely, but unlikely as it was, it started to keep her awake some nights. 

One of those nights she was laying in bed, trying to fight her thoughts into sleep as he slowly and silently opened the door, concentration evident on his face trying not to make a sound, hoping to find her asleep only to be surprised to find her staring at him. 

“Thought you’d be asleep” he said, the concentration in his face disappearing as he steeped inside the room much less carefully and got rid of his clothes not looking at her anymore.

“My mind is plagued by thoughts” she said as she looked at him as he undressed. Not really paying much attention to her actions or the words that had just left her mouth, thinking that she hadn’t actually said them.  

He turned to look at her and then she realized she had actually said them. She could tell he hadn’t  expected her to speak at all, hell, she didn’t expect herself to speak at all. He just nodded and hummed before getting into his side of the bed looking at the ceiling. 

She kept looking at him not caring if he noticed, it had been so long since he had laid next to her and she felt a bit nostalgic to see him there, almost as a vision of days long gone . He did notice and titled his head ever so slightly to look at her. She hesitatingly scooted closer to him laying her head on his chest refusing to look at him in the eye. When he didn’t attempt to push her away, she felt instantly relieved, as if that was a reminder that he still cared for her. He sighed, in relief as well. Silence reigned for a bit longer until y/n´s words broke it. 

“I’ve missed you” she silently confessed, tracing some of the freckles scattered across his chest. How she adored his freckles.

“I know,” he said bringing his hand to caress her cheek making her look up at his eyes. “I’ve missed you too” 

Her eyes welled up a little as he continued “I’m sorry. For everything” 

She just stared at his eyes unable to speak, she felt like she needed to find the perfect words to describe everything she was feeling and she felt those words didn’t even exist. Her silence prompted Tommy to continue speaking 

“I’m not a good man nor a good father. Charlie got kidnapped once, Grace died because of me. I’m terrified and I don’t want anything happening to you or to this baby or to Charlie ever again” 

She sighed with a mixture of bittersweet emotion. “ You can’t control everything” she said bringing her hand to his face “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, then maybe you would realize you are a good man” she said with a sad smile. “I love you, Charlie does too and im sure this child will do just as much” .

She took his hand in hers and placed it on her slightly swollen belly, the feeling of it caused a small smile to appear across Tommys face. Y/n smiled at the sight, she had missed his smile more than she knew she had. They both stared into each others eyes “Promise me you’ll be here still when I wake up” she pleaded.  

He intently looked into her eyes before kissing her with months worth of pent up emotion. “I promise”

#Tommy Shelby #tommy shelby imagine #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby angst #thomas shelby #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby angst #tommy shelby one shot #thomas shelby one shot #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders one shot #peaky blinders angst

[dearest-kibble]

yan kenma who has you locked up in his apartment- it’s been some time and you’ve given up escaping but you know he live-streams so you kind of start living small clues that you’re there in hope someone will figure it out? but instead of a viewer kenma finds out; and instead of stopping you he just decides to taunt you and play along to the point his viewers make it an inside joke- the emotional rollercoaster that would be? he wouldn’t have to punish you- the crushing despair is enough alone

This is so deliciously fucked up I love it,,, thank you anon, Kenma hits so different. I love him thank you so so so much. i am working on so much,,, thank you for being patient with all my uhhh lateness? this kinda became something a little different than the prompt but hopefully thats good?

Kenma Kozume x Fem reader

tw: Typical yandere-ness, humiliation? Sexism? Mentioned stalking, (If im missing anything please let me know my brain isn’t functioning rn)

You’re sitting on his lap, camera angled so that no one’s view is obstructed by your body, but so that all his views can clearly see you. You’ve been here so long, any hope of leaving, ironically, has left you. But, the thought crept slowly, surely, deeply into your brain and hasn’t left. You turn around on Kenma’s lap, straddling him and you’re sure the live chat is going a little crazy at the thought of Kodzuken having someone in his lap while he streams and he’s probably going to tell you to get off soon, but you’ve got the chat’s attention, and you are going to work with it. You tap Kenma’s cheeks, slight squish on them and you know he hates that it’s on camera all the same, you drum three fingers on his cheek, smiling at him for the camera as your fingertips meet his clammy skin. He doesn’t tell you to stop so across his cheek you swipe your thumb three times as tenderly as possible. As you stand from his lap, you pat his cheeks, three times delicately. You look into his eyes, still as calculating as when you met him, a deceptively warm amber with the tiniest hint of frustration (and somewhere inside, you know it’s probably with you but you can’t care.)

“I’m gonna sit on the couch, ‘kay?” You call softly, hoping you were subtle enough with your plea.

“Oh, okay,” And you think you’re free before he calls a “Wait! Come back for a little.” You’re even halfway to the couch before the words rope you back in. He beckons you to lean down, and whispers into your ear. “I noticed you trying to sign to get out. Morse code isn’t as subtle as you think, you might as well just ask them to get you out,” You chance a quick look towards chat.

“Was that morse code?”

“Holy shit! Yeah, I think that was SOS.”

“You think they actually need to get out or it’s one of those ‘my bfs terrible’ jokes?”

“You see the way they were straddling? Def not a hate my bf sorta thing.”

“See?” He’s still whispering into your ear, game forgotten in lieu of what might be called humiliation.  “They won’t believe you because you want to be here. Regardless of what you say, you would’ve left already if you didn’t.” He smiles at you and affectionately pats your head. Like he’d pet a cat. The idea is still in your mind, though perhaps a little shallower. You glance at the chat once more, someone is still talking about it, but Kenma pushes you away with a “I’ll get you when I’m done, okay?” You end your night on the couch with Kenma. He smiles at you and puts your legs on his lap.

The next livestream is two days after the last one. You have something planned once more, hopefully more effective.

“I’m playing minecraft today, I could set up your computer, and we could play together?” His small smile is back. And though a kind gesture, all you can think about is how easily you could make a point.

“Okay!” The earlier plan is immediately forgotten, and thoughts of what you could do in a game, fills your mind. “Will I have a mic?”

“No, I can’t have you telling them can I?” And it clicks, because of course he’d taunt you. But it’s like your brain grew claws that cannot lose their hold.

“Will I have a camera?” And you know the answer, but Kenma might still surprise you. You’ve already had one shock tonight, maybe you’ll get another.

“No. Sorry. You have chat though.” He pats your head again, ruffling your hair. “I’ve already got you set up, c’mon.” He tugs at your hand, pulling gently.

“Thanks Kenma.” He’s put another computer across from his desk on a much smaller table made for playing cards.

“You’re all set up.”

“Yeah.” He clicks the mouse a few times, waves at the camera to his right. “Can everybody hear me?” He waits a few seconds for chat’s response. “Chat is saying yes, so let’s get right in?” He smiles sheepishly to his camera.

“Hi everyone, I’ m Kodzuken and today we are,” He pauses to look at you with honeyed amber eyes. “Playing Minecraft with my partner.” He nods in your direction. You just open the minecraft tab, the only shortcut that seems to be on the computer.

“It’s a LAN server, click that, okay?” So you click it and say nothing. You start to go through the motions of chopping a tree, making sticks, making a crafting table. Kennma is narrating what he does, and you’re not even sure where he is in game until you're knocked back and turn your mouse to look at him.

“Yeah, I know - she should be relying on me.” He’s responding to something in chat, he’s gotta be. You type a quick,

“What’re they saying?”

“Oh, that my girlfriend shouldn’t be so independent, you rely on me - I'm your boyfriend.” Kenma says it so casually, so acerbically that you immediately take off sprinting from the forest in game.  

“She has these bouts - you saw them last stream - where she likes to try and ‘get away’.” Kenma laughs softly; little glockenspiel notes falling from his mouth. “It’s a really cute joke honestly! Anyway, I’ll put my minecraft bed next to hers later, right now...” You stop paying attention and start planning how you’d try to get your point across more clearly. You could make signs, say “Get me out!” Like Kenma suggested.

“Hey! He looks over the screen at you, piercing eyes staring right through you. “Don’t go off on your own, we’re staying together alright?”

“No.” He’ll have to deal with chatting, possibly hearing you by himself. And you continue through the coded forest. It goes pretty smoothly, though you’re sure Kenma is trying to find you, you’ve already created a mine for yourself, and made a little sign with instructions that reads: “Get me out!”

“Her voice is quite cute, isn’t it? I’ll get to hear it for the rest of my life.” He continues humming out yes’s and no’s to his audience that sit captivated in a land of blocks and pixels.

“Hey, I’m going to use the restroom, is it alright if my girlfriend takes over for me?” He stands, and waves you over into his chair that’s been made for gaming and padded with red accents. He watches you with his cat-like eyes as you sit down and pats your head. “I’ll be right back Kitty, behave.” And you hear his soft footsteps get farther away and the creak of the door twice before you finally look at chat.

Woa, Kudzu got lucky huh?

“Please,” You don’t sound nearly as someone might think you would. You’ve been here too long. “Get me out of here?”

Sure sweetheart, just come over to my place first.

“Just - get me away from him please!”

Girls are so whiny huh?

Hey man, its funny at least amiright?

“It’s not a joke -”

She’s really committed to this bit huh

Damn iim staartin to feel bad for ken

Me to :(

“I’ve been here for year and I don’t want to-”

Wow. what an ungrateful bitch.

Ikr? She’s got a bf and everything and she wants to get out?

“No- it’s not like that - he stalked me for months I-” And the familiar desperation you thought hoped beyond all hope that you had lost bleeds back into your voice all repression surfaces like the tide in your eyes.

Oh fuxxx we made her cry.

relax bet she’s just on her period or smth

“I am not!” A bubble of snot pops from your nose and mucus drips uncomfortably to your lips. “I just-”

What could you want that you don’t have.

“My house! My job! My friends!” And your voice breaks

She wants to go back to a job?

Crazy lady huh.

She wants friends when all she really needs is a man? smh.

“Kitten, what-”

“Leave me the fuck alone!” It’s an outburst that you’ll regret later, for one reason or another. But for now it’s a small comfort to speak your mind. With your voice wavering and congested, you choke out a “Let me go home.” Kenma’s eyebrows furrow but his eyes are still the calculating, cold amber they always are.

“Shh shh, it’s okay.” Instead of the quick pats he’s so fond of, he strokes your hair and massages the nape of your neck like he’s picking up a kitten who's gotten into a fight. “I’m going to cut the stream, okay?”

Who’d want to leave Ken, he’s cutting the stream short to help his gf.

…….yeah

I feel bad.

“You should. Please don’t make her cry.” A few clicks later and the stream cuts. “Do you want me to upload that one?” To get your message out? You’d do anything.

“Yes please…” Someone will have to see it. How miserable you are.

“Then it’ll go up, okay?” He pats your back twice, and he stands again to sit at the computer. Out of the blue he speaks again. “They’re right.” No no no no no. “I’m lucky, i’m so glad you're here with me and that you won’t leave.”

“I will get out!” The proof of your white hot anger is breaking the dam built in your throat.

“Where will you go? Your friends don’t know where you’ve gone, they won’t be happy with you coming back unannounced.”

“My parents-”

“You can rely on me, you don’t need anyone else.”

“But I-”

“Shhh kitty, you’re overreacting let’s get you to bed, you’ve had a stressful day.” And so he walks you back to the room you share that's covered in pictures, and he tucks you under the covers and dries your tears with a blanket. He whispers words to you, faint little nothings about games he’s going to play that you’ll enjoy watching and little bits of trivia about what “Kuroo” is up to. Eventually you fall asleep, with his hand in your hair and a chair pulled up close so he can stare. You both know it but no one will admit, some part of him will always enjoy how you lose hope so quickly.

--

once again! This should not’ve taken so long,,,, and it kinda deviates from request but! there we are! also,,,, you can’t tell me that like,,,,,,, kenma hasn’t been at least exposed to incels and or like,,,, really sexist guys he streams on twitch or youtube or something so- also thank you anon,,, i really like this one

#yandere x reader #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu kenma #kenma kozume #yandere kenma #yandere kenma x reader #hq kenma #kenma x reader #kenma kozume x reader #tw sexism

[dindjarinbae]

Four Words, Fourteen Letters (Din Djarin x reader)

requested by @insertcoolnamee:  DIN OWNS MY HEART that's all. Like you could write about Din dropping hints that he wants to marry the reader?

second request by anon: Hi could you please do a part 3 to All My Love series cuz OH MAN ITS TOO GOOD I NEED MORE SO MUCH MORE

okay hi so basically, i fused these two requests together and made this. i am so sorry it is so short but i am dying in recovery from surgery so pls forgive. im going to be working on other requests for the time being so my request box is still closed, but if you ever need anything, my message box is ALWAYS open. i promise im nice. OKAY LOVE U ALL.

WARNINGS: none, just fluffy

WORD COUNT: 1379

READ PART ONE HERE

READ PART TWO HERE

There was seldom peace on the Razor Crest. Usually the kid was causing some havoc or there was an unrelentingly annoying bounty, sometimes there was just Din getting grumpy, and then the times it was Grogu crying, which in turn would break your heart and you’d have to cry along with him. 

But not today. And Din was thankful for that. As he climbed down from the cockpit and let his eyes settle upon you and the sleeping baby in your lap as you sat on the floor against the wall, he realized something. He wanted you around forever.

He had always wanted you around, always. You made him happy, you and him shared so much love, he was simply full of bliss around you. But by forever... forever meant he wanted to put a pretty ring on your finger and have you take his last name. 

Din Djarin wanted to marry you. 

The only problem was that he didn’t really know how to ask. He had never been a very emotional person, and he’d never been good with words either. So he started very simple to see if you’d catch on. 

The first hint he dropped was two days later when the three of you were all walking off the ship on Nevarro to return a bounty to Greef Karga. He glanced over at you while you held onto the baby and he smiled underneath his helmet at the way you made sure to cover the baby’s eyes to keep the sun from irritating the fifty year old toddler. You turned your head and looked up at Din with a smile, “Look, I made him a little hat kinda.” You giggled. 

And sure enough, you did. You’d used one of your scarves to wrap around his little head and he looked like he was comfortably swaddled. He probably was. He adored you, there was no doubt about that. And there was also no doubt that he saw you as a mother. Din smiled underneath his helmet and he looked down at the two of you before taking a breath, “Every little guy needs a mother to make him a hat when it’s hot out.” He said pointedly and made a point to look at you intensely. 

If you noticed, you didn’t really say anything, and you giggled, “I guess so. It’s kinda hard with these ears, though.” You said and reached down to brush your thumb across one of his long ears, and he cooed, trying to reach up and grab at your fingers. 

The second hint Din decided to drop was a little more obvious, and it was while the baby napped down in the hull. You and Din sat in the cockpit, him in his pilot’s chair and you sat happily on his right thigh with your legs draped across his lap while you sat with his left arm in your lap. You sat with a clean cloth as you tried to buff a few scuffs out of his beskar vambrace while he watched your face admiringly.

“Y/n.” He said your name more as a statement than a question, and you turned your head up towards him. 

“Huh?” You asked lamely and he couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“Have you ever thought about marriage?” He asked quietly and traced one of his gloved fingers along the side of your leg as it rested over the tops of his. 

You thought for a moment and then you gave him a nod, “Yeah, I’ve thought about it. Have you?” You asked and looked up to where you imagined his eyes would be. 

It was Din’s turn to nod at you this time and you smiled a bit, contently turning back to buffing out his armor until it gleamed. He assumed that was the last of the conversation and he fell silent as he watched your delicate hands work to shine up his armor. 

Later that night after you had fallen asleep in his lap up in the cockpit, he carried you down to the bunk that you often shared with him and he laid you down before shedding his armor and his helmet. He crawled in right next to you and he wrapped both of his arms around your waist, tugging you back against him. You stirred a bit as the motion of being moved back and you placed both of your hands down against his wrists. You didn’t turn your head around because you felt his chin on your head and you sighed out contently. 

“Are you awake?” Din asked, quietly enough so that if you weren’t, you didn’t wake, but loud enough that if you were awake, you’d hear. You nodded very gently and you felt his arms tighten around you as he tugged you backwards until you were flush against his chest, “you shouldn’t be. Go back to sleep, it’s so late, y/n.” He scolded gently and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head. 

“Well then why did you ask me if I was awake?” You giggled and shook your head, sighing out contently at the feeling of the gentle kiss he left on top of your head. 

He didn’t answer but he let out a sigh as well and you brushed your thumbs over his wrists and turned your head back to place a small kiss on his chin, his facial hair tickling your chin and lips, “Getting a little furry, Mister bounty hunter, perhaps you should shave tomorrow night.” You teased and he only laughed in reply and buried his face in your neck, placing a few kisses against the skin just below your jawline. 

 You giggled while the scruff on his face tickled your neck and you rolled over so that you were facing him, “I love you, you know.” You said happily and tapped around his face in the dark to find his lips before you leaned in and pressed a little kiss upon them. He pulled back and let out a quiet breath before he reached for your hand and held it tightly in his own. 

“Of course I know. And I love you. I love you very much, in fact. I want you in my life forever, I daresay.” He whispered and you felt the slight tremble in his hand. 

He was nervous. He knew it was now or never, because you weren’t taking any hints and he was gonna chicken out any other time. What others would’ve described as butterflies in their stomach, he would describe as a million kicking children. His heart beat heavily and quickly in his chest and he felt the words tumblr from his lips before he could even think them through:

“I want you to marry me. I want to marry you. Will you marry me?” He blurted and it felt like time stopped. The bunk around you two seemed hotter and he felt almost dizzy with excitement and terrible, sickening anticipation, while you, on the other hand, were screaming inside of your head. Truly, you wanted nothing more but to marry Din Djarin. You knew in your soul that he was the one person you would love until time ran out and the infinite universe swallowed up the galaxy, sniffling it out like a small flame. It was four words. Fourteen simple letters. But he was petrified.

The silence scared him and he almost recanted his words, ready to gloss them over with assurance that he was only teasing before your arms slung around his neck and your lips were upon his. 

“Yes, yes, I’ll marry you. Of course I’ll marry you.” You breathed against his mouth and pulled him down for a deeper kiss. 

He had to pull away, breathlessly, so that he could smile and catch his breath. His heart was still racing like a herd of running orbaks, and he nodded, “I love you. I cannot wait to call you my wife. To raise the kid with you. To show you my face.” He breathed, and you were over the moon, arms still tightly wrapped around his neck. 

As you laid there in silence together, your lips repeatedly finding each other’s, he had one thought cross his mind:

y/n Djarin. 

Yeah. He liked that.

#din djarin x reader #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian #din djarin #baby yoda #mando x reader #the mandalorian imagine #din djarin imagine #mando imagine #mando x y/n #din djarin x y/n #the mandalorian x you #fanfiction #star wars #the mandalorian fic #din djarin fic

[fruitymimi]

Free Bird 2 - keigo takami x reader

free bird masterlist

keigo’s behavior is becoming  unhealthy & endeavor finally notices

pairing: keigo takami x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of murder, YANDERE HAWKS, cursing, mentions of trauma & abuse

a/n: pls im hesitant on posting this chapter i feel like its so badddd & corny lmao. but next chapter will be present time! i decided this is enough of the flashbacks for now >:)

To say the least, Endeavor was pissed. Throughout Keigo’s entire life, he’d never developed any feelings towards people his age due to Endeavor and his parents, and that’s the way he wanted it to stay. Enji didn’t want anything or anyone to distract him, that’s why Keigo no longer went to public school, Keigo wasn’t allowed to consume any alternative media, this included TV shows, movies, the poor thing wasn’t even allowed to explore literature, only things Endeavor and the hero commission approved of. 

Not all heroes were in on this, either. This was something that was kept a confidential secret. Had heroes like Eraserhead, Present Mic, Ms. Joke, or Fatgum just name a few, heard about the exploitation within the hero community, they surely would have left without hesitation. As silly as it sounds, Keigo hoped that he would be saved by one of them. That is until he turned 15 and realized that there really was no getting out of his situation.

Keigo even remembers one time when Endeavor was scolding him in the hallway, his eyes were trained to the ground, his hands were shaky and he was picking at his nails, a bad habit he’d developed while with Enji. He didn’t even do anything! He just forgot that their training session started earlier than usual and he accidentally slept in! He didn’t expect Endeavor to be so angry, but apparently, Enji missed an important meeting while waiting for Keigo.

Keigo didn’t know what to say. He just kept his eyes on the ground until he saw a pair of yellow shoes walk past and stop behind Endeavor. Keigo looked up at the tall person behind Enji, his eyes brightening when he saw who it was. It was All Might! Maybe he’d at least get Endeavor to stop yelling at him, he looked so fragile and hurt by his words, it’d take a fool to not notice.

Toshinori made eye contact with Keigo, turning away immediately when he’d realized Keigo’s attention was on him. He clenched his fists, walking away slowly. Keigo’s mouth fell open, his brows furrowing, bottom lip quivering. 

Even the Symbol Of Peace didn’t care…?

Keigo carried this with him for years. He never liked the man, but this was just the icing on the cake. Now he knew, he really only had himself. No one was going to save him. No one was his friend.

** 

It’d been about two weeks since Keigo met Y/N. Keigo never felt happier, he was friends with someone he had feelings for. He could actually consider someone a friend, something he hasn’t had for a long time. Of course, Endeavor always looked at him with a scowl whenever he’d be out with them, but he didn’t care. He was actually living somewhat like a teenage boy, even if he was 19.

Keigo could explain what he was feeling now. He knew that he was in love with Y/N. He knew that he had feelings for them, he wanted to see them as more than a friend. But he didn’t know how to process it. 

He’d find himself watching what they were doing throughout the day, learning their routines and how they were after each training activity. He could almost sense when something was off, he’d instantly be at their side, asking how he could help.

When Y/N would ask him how he knew something was wrong, he’d just shrug and reply with something along the lines of, “Maybe it’s just something special birds can sense” and it would make them smile, Keigo wanted nothing more than to see that look on their face forever.

When in reality, Keigo knew almost everything about them. He learned it all in the short few weeks, all by watching and listening to what they said. He knew what their favorite color was, what time they’d usually fall asleep, what time they’d usually wake up, what their favorite food was. Keigo kept mental notes about everything they did, everything they said. After all, that’s the least he could do as their future husband, right?

Endeavor did notice Keigo’s behavior becoming worse and worse. Keigo would purposefully hurt himself during training to get Y/N’s attention. They’d always run to his side to give him a bandaid or to help him up, Keigo would just be beaming the entire time they unwrapped the bandaid and placed it on his broken skin. 

That wasn’t even the worst part. As time went on, Keigo would become aggressive when other people would flirt with Y/N. Of course Keigo wouldn’t do it in front of anyone else, but Endeavor wasn’t a damn fool. Some random student would flirt with Y/N while they were training in Endeavor’s building, Keigo would notice and his face would get all red, fists would clench, and then somehow the student would end up slipping over a puddle in the hallways, or they would trip over something in the middle of the running track, or worse.

But of course, at the end of the day, Keigo was the one walking Y/N back to her dorm room, putting on a pretty smile to make it seem like he wasn’t planning something terrible. He was so good at covering his tracks as well, Endeavor had to admit. He knew Keigo was using his feathers to harm people who even so much as looked at Y/N in a way he didn’t like.

The day Endeavor knew it had gone too far was when a group of students were following Y/N around the halls, giggling and making jokes about them. It was comments about how their uniform fit their build, obviously making Y/N uncomfortable. 

It didn’t take long for Keigo to notice, and obviously he’d remembered and made mental notes about who it was harassing what was his. Keigo waited until late, late night, running into one of them on his way to the kitchen. The student was holding a glass of water, glancing up at Keigo when he walked in.

“Hey, you know Y/N, right?” Keigo asked, grabbing a glass from the cabinet. He turned on the tap, waiting for their response. 

He heard the student’s glass clink against the table as they put it down. “Mm, yeah. I know them. Why?” The student was oblivious to what the man was planning in front of him.

Keigo hummed, placing his cup on the table. “What do you think about them?” Keigo sat on the barstool at the table, his face blank as he stared at them. 

The student clicked their tongue as they thought. “Well… I think they’re pretty cute. They seem a little easy, don’t you agree? I think I could get with them.” The student giggled, looking down at their glass.

That is until they felt a sharp object at their neck. One of Keigo’s fucking feathers. Their eyes widened as they looked up at him. “Woah… chill out, man. It was a fucking joke.”

Keigo stood up, walking behind them. “Don’t fucking move. I won’t hesitate to do it. Don’t ever speak about Y/N like that again. They’re mine. If you want to live long enough to become a hero, you’d better leave them alone. They’re mine.”

The student swallowed. “Dude, I’m sorry. Just don’t hurt me.” Their voice grew shaky.

“You’ll fucking leave them alone then?”

“Yeah, dude. Just let me go… I promise I won’t talk to them again.” The student said, clenching their eyes shut.

Keigo took in a deep breath, opening his mouth to speak until he heard someone calling his name.

“Keigo! Stop!” Endeavor yelled at him, yanking at the boy’s shoulder. “What the fuck are you doing?! Call off your feathers.” Endeavor cursed. Surprisingly, Endeavor couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He knew Keigo was going a bit crazy, but he didn’t expect to walk in on him threatening someone’s life. 

Keigo looked up at Endeavor, then back down at the student. He let them go, watching the student almost fall out of their chair trying to get away from him. Keigo turned to Endeavor, crossing his arms.

“I knew what I was do-”

“No. I’ve ignored all of this longer than I should have. You need to take yourself to your dorm, don’t fucking come out until I say you can. This was completely unacceptable. You could have killed that student!”

Keigo blinked. “I wasn’t gonna do it. I just wanted them to leave Y/N alone.” He responded.

Endeavor’s nostrils flared. “Y/N? Are you fucking serious? What you’re doing is crazy. This is not how you show someone that you like them! You need to stop.”

“Marrying someone to breed your children isn’t how you show someone that you like them either.”

Endeavor’s brows raised as he stared at Keigo. “Get out of my face. Do not leave your room until I send for you. Go!” Endeavor pointed down the hall.Endeavor watched him walk away, pressing his lips together. He knew he needed to put an end to this now. He couldn’t just ignore Keigo’s rapidly declining sanity any longer. 

So what did he do? He called All Might and told him that he was sending Y/N somewhere else if he didn’t come and get them. Of course Endeavor wasn’t going to finally sit down and have a talk with Keigo and explain why his behavior was wrong, Endeavor wasn’t his father. Even though the hero commission robed the poor boy of countless life lessons, Endeavor would be damned if he sat down and had a talk with Keigo about his behavior.

**

“His feather? Like it was a knife?” Toshinori stared at Endeavor in disbelief, walking through the hallways with him. It was the next morning, Endeavor wanted to tell Toshinori the full story before he took Y/N.

Endeavor nodded his head. “Yes. I told you, he’s obsessed with them. I don’t know why, it’s like as time went on, he became more and more possessive. I don’t know why he’s acting like this, either.” Endeavor said, taking a sip of the coffee in front of him.

Toshinori looked up from his cup, brows furrowed. “What do you mean ‘you don’t know why he’s acting like this’? You act like you didn’t take his childhood from him, he was forced into hero work, what did you expect? He doesn’t know how to process his feelings because you’re too prideful to sit down and have a conversation with him or teach him about anything.”

Endeavor scoffed. “I’ve already got kids I have to worry about. I can’t go and act like I’m his father, too.” Endeavor told him, sitting back in his chair.

“You don’t even act as a dad towards them. All I’m saying is, if you don’t get that boy in check, you’re just training a villain. Anything that he does will be pinned on you. Not the hero commission, they’ll snitch faster than you can react.” Toshinori stood up from his seat, “I have somewhere to be in a few hours, I’m going to take Y/N back and let them get settled in before we have to leave.” he said, walking to the door of the conference room.

And with that, Toshinori led Y/N to the car he came in, deciding it was best if they didn’t say anything to Keigo.

But Keigo knew. Keigo knew it was Endeavor’s fault they were getting taken away. Keigo knew that Endeavor had something to do with it. He just got the love of his life taken away from him, all because of Endeavor. Keigo wasn’t going to take any of the blame, either. What he did wasn’t even that serious in his mind!

For the next few days, Keigo barely left his room and Endeavor didn’t bother him about it. Endeavor had to admit, he wouldn’t have taken Y/N away so quickly and coldly had Keigo not made that comment about him breeding his children. It was true, but Endeavor couldn’t handle the truth.

And like that, Endeavor watched Keigo shut himself off again. Everyday he woke up with that same dead expression, going back to how he was before. Going back to the ‘normal’ Keigo. Endeavor was just glad he could finish training him how he’d intended, there was no more distraction.

Still, he never seemed like he was the exact same. Like something sparked inside of him. Endeavor just didn’t know this was only the beginning.

#bnha #yandere hawks #yandere hawks x reader #yandere keigo x reader #yandere keigo #mha #mha x reader #bnha x reader #gender neutral reader #yandere #slow burn #keigo takami #keigo takami x reader

[mirrorforevers]

graham/reader • and i love him

hmmmmmm so

i wrote a lil smutty n angsty gra/fem!reader fic set in the late 90s and im kinda proud of it ‼️

👉🏼 👈🏼 

this is my first work for the blur fandom and im Nervous bc i haven’t been writing for a while and english is not my first language but hope u guys enjoy it anyway - if you enjoy it enough i’ll post it on ao3 too, aight? also this hasn’t been beta’ed by anyone so yeah. also feel free to send me a message if u want to beta it in case you wanna see it there. aaaaaaaaa

tw: alcoholism

You haven't been sleeping very well these days.

Any noise, no matter how insignificant, would wake you up. When there weren't noises, there were nightmares that you were losing him - those were the worst nights. Many times you woke up crying because everything was so real, and you couldn't have peace even in your moment of rest.

Sometimes it was difficult to love him.

The memories of the long lazy days you spent watching TV, painting each other's backs and tasting all sorts of bizarre treats he brought from the different countries he travelled to with his band were gradually replaced by memories of corrosive words exchanged between the two of you and moments where either you or he ended up crying in each other's arms - out of shame, out of despair, out of frustration. But that didn't mean that you were loving him any less, just that your individual tribulations sometimes got too heavy even to share.

You knew he was going through a very difficult time, but he didn't open up to you very much about it and it frustrated you on a level that you could barely describe. Being in a serious relationship was something so new to you, and it helped you so much in your bad times, and you just couldn't understand why he didn't trust you like you trusted him. "It's not that I don't trust you, you're the most important person in the world to me," he'd typically say. "It's such a terrible feeling, and I just want it to go away. I don't even like to talk about it."

This is the same thing he says to you with teary eyes as the hot water in the shower wets your skin and his. For the third time that week, you had to help him, without even having the opportunity to take your own clothes off, to take off his clothes that smelled unbearably of alcohol and sweat and to take a shower. You no longer had the strength to argue or lecture him, and your silence of resignation somehow seemed to hurt him even more. He tried to bring up other subjects and remind you of good things, and your throat seemed to close more and more. Before your eyes could also fill with tears, you just left a small, shaky "Gra, please... let's just get this over with." escape from your lips. He got the message, maybe. And he agreed to have his hair washed in silence.

After you help him dry off and choose clean underwear, sleep got the best of him and then it was your turn to take a shower and try to sleep. You swore he was asleep a long time ago, when, just before you fell asleep, you heard an almost whispered, fragile "I love you" coming from the other side of the bed. It somehow hurt you more than it should - it's been so long since you've wanted to hear it from the man you truly know - a sober Graham, a little unsure of himself but a guy with such a full and gentle heart. You knew that his problem with drinking was not just the search for overcoming that insecurity, but a constant attempt to escape from the reality that, years before, he thought he wanted to be part of. And as for that, there was not much for you to do. But you still missed it so much in another context, in what now seems to be an eternity ago.

By some miracle, you did not wake up in the middle of the night due to some noise caused by Graham or due to some nightmare, but only in the morning thanks to the sunlight illuminating your face. But Graham was no longer on your side, and you closed your eyes, sighing. Another long day without him among thousands of rehearsals and concerts and meetings and photoshoots he had to attend, which anticipated yet another long night of ill-resolved fights.

"I'm terribly sorry for fucking up again." And then you opened your eyes. There he was, now with a shirt over the underwear you chose for him, his voice as low as ever. Without his glasses.

Finally, the Graham you knew. Your eyes light up and you move to get up from the comfortable bed you shared when he interrupts you. "No, stay right there."

"I've been missing you." You say with an almost whiny voice, a faint but genuine smile taking over your expressions. "Don't you have *anything* to do today?" You ask, as he pulls out a camera to photograph you in your current position - messy hair, while wearing only his t-shirt. You don't hide from the clicks. After being satisfied with the result, he positions himself between your legs, and you spend a few minutes in silence in that position, face to face, just reading each other's expressions so closely.

It was very difficult not to love the beautiful boy in front of you.

"I do." And with that, he places a very soft and loving kiss on your lips, which slowly incorporates the latent desire burning on both of you. It's so good not to taste the alcohol, just the mouthwash with the touch of a cigarette that he just smoked. He only stops after a few more long pecks, calmly brushing away some of the strands of hair off your face, "I'm sorry for being such a cunt. Things are being very difficult for me lately."

You look away from him so you don't cry. This subject really breaks your heart. "Things are very difficult for me too."

He calmly brings your face up to look at him again. "They don't have to be. I don't want to make you go through this. I swear I will try to get help."

This is not the first time he has said this. But you pretend to believe him. And this time, you start the kiss, a little more fervently than before. Perhaps this is a silent agreement between you two. You feel something slowly grow beneath you, and you move against the feeling, making you both gasp softly in the middle of the kiss. The lips part, and then he looks into your eyes deeply again, both foreheads touching - as he silently asks you for permission to make it up to you. You just nod between heavy shared breaths. He goes to kiss you intensely, albeit very lovingly, while slowly lowering his hand to your clit, where he begins a slow circular movement. You close your eyes, and he pleads, quietly – “Keep looking at me, love”.

Gradually, you start to grind harder against his talented fingers, and when he realizes that your body is prepared enough (and quickly expresses it to you - "fuck, you really missed me", making your cheeks burn), he inserts two fingers into you, while insisting on the circular movements that delighted you so much. You're having goosebumps and you slowly feel that delicious wave of heat build up in you as he continues with his movements. You surprise him by kissing his neck slowly between timid but sincere moans that gradually escape from you. His voice trembles with arousal. "This is all about you, love. But that's quite nice." When he feels your body stiffen, and hears your moans become more urgent, he stops his movements and gives you a kiss on the cheek that borders on mockery, giving a small laugh with your grunt of protest. He mutters a small "Be patient baby, please. Come on my mouth instead.". Graham's hoarse voice in your ear almost kills you. He raises the hand that was stimulating you in an absurd way seconds before to lift and remove your shirt, basking in the sight of your breasts - hands sliding down your sides, he lifts your chest to his mouth, which makes you happy but it does not meet 100% of your needs. He knows that. And he wants to take his sweet time while his talented tongue takes turns between each of your breasts for a while, eliciting smaller moans from you but still giving you so much pleasure.

Honestly, what a view. His big brown eyes, when not closed due to his determination and focus on making you feel good, sometimes fixes on yours and the cloud of attraction between you two almost becomes tangible. Then, he quickly lifts up to give your mouth a sensuous kiss while his hand then makes its way down your body, taking a detour at your already sensible breasts to grab one and give it a slow squeeze. "You're so fucking beautiful. I love you." His pure adoration for you drips from his voice, and you feel like you're about to burst from how much in love and horny you are.

"I love you too."

He gives you that goddamn smile that melts you every time before he lowers himself again, this time placing his head between your thighs while snaking his arms above them, trapping you in what is about to be a hell of a great time. He begins on an exploratory pace, then gradually starts eating you out with passion, though not forgetting to be gentle enough so he doesn't hurt you or seems inexperienced. That he *really* isn't.

He moans deliciously on your clit the moment your grip on his hair tightens - he loves it when you're rougher with him, a sub at heart, really, though he's undoubtedly getting better at dealing with your more submissive side lately. Your body is reacting in the prettiest ways, and he recognizes it's the time for his fingers to be inside of you again. You have to contain yourself not to wake up your neighbors with the sound of your excitement, and you bite your finger. You can't help but buck your hips in response to the stimulation. “Gra–God. I--I need to--”

“Keep still, darling. I know what you need,” His eyes are gleaming with mischief when one of his hands moves to rest on your waist so he can hold you in place. It's too much, and when he hears your quiet pleas and sees your back arching and the frozen expression of pure pleasure in your face, he intensifies his movements and you freeze - your legs twitch and he lets you ride your orgasm freely on his gorgeous, hungry mouth.

You looked down to see his chin was resting on your stomach as he gazed up at you with *that* infatuated look that suited him so well along with the cheekiest smile - he keeps his thoughts to himself before his suggestion makes your satisfied smile grow even wider: "Let's spend the day together. I still feel like I owe a lot to you.".

#graham coxon #alex james #damon albarn #dave rowntree #blur #britpop #smut #imagine #reader insert #graham coxon x reader #graham x reader #y/n #angst

[olde-scratch]

So I watched LUCIDS 1-4 without any prior knowledge...

and here were my thoughts. I didn’t watch any backstory or anything so enjoy my suffering.

PART 1

“So what happens when the people inside of their dreams go to sleep?” They die

“What happens when we wake up? Do they go on living while we’re not there?” THEY DIE-

“Who are they anyway?” they’re faces that our brain catalogs and stores for later use, although it’s also arguable that every time we dream we go to an alternate reality and inhabit the body of another version of ourselves. Now, were you in a car accident and trapped underwater or-

Are they twins?

(Me tuning out to do something)

“-the squirrel in spongebob was your soulmate, making you a Sandy simp-”

Me, snapping back to the video: hold up-

[missed the part about the worksheet, realized it when i rewatched 10 mins later to make this post]

yall speakin gibberish idk what youre saying-

“I’m gonna go to bed.” bro it literally looks like morning-

“You should get some sleep you look terrible.” i get six hours of sleep a night minimum and i look worse than him shut up bro-

“jump into someone else’s dream” ah i know this con-

why they all got the same face-

haha funni meme

“--an interruptiion can create feedback and tear them apart.” Death. I long for thee.

Is that Karl Jacob’s jacket?

“a second grader” makes me think this is a different school system. [i was wrong? i think?]

“[get him to] eat your apple”

[in the dream sequence] weird dream, but ive had weirder. now, Why Pamper’s-

why does he suddenly have a knife-

“You put a filter on the Dreamscape feed?”

“Technically, you are seven years old.”

???????????

the second hand embarrassment is UGGGHHH

[reading the description] you mean like the guy who was knocked out for 2 minutes on a football field and woke to find he’d dreamt 17 years of his life? oh this shall be Fun

PART 2

[I check the description] “jasper cult” what the fu-

how many camp camp references can i make during this

Is the apple a reference to religion or does the creator just really ilke apples?

“meal.”

“meal?”

meal????

Wait why couldn’t that guy eat the apple? If he wanted it in the fruit bowl, wouldn’t there be a chance of the guy eating it anyways?? Why can’t the guy who brought the apple eat it?

well he’s Dead

[debating if I should read the backstory}

n a h h h h h -

Was he gonna feed the dead guy the apple or something? Why is he upset about the apple in this scene???

oooo the grownups are fightinnnngggg

Is he an antagonist?

HE WROTE A BOOK???

oh now i want food

ESTABLISH JUSTICE ENSURE DOMESTIC TRANQUILITYYYYYYYYYYYYY

“I watched all those aforementioned shows” what shows did i miss something what-

man why you gotta hate on her jane austen fanfic let her live bro

string theory! i can get behind that! sorta-

o no he found the memes-

BOY GOT KNOCKED OUT-

kim there’s people that are dying-

is SHE an antagonist?

quinn? calling himself jasper? u sure hes not just nonbinary? is this just a metaphor for transphobic parenting?

“He died... but somewhere, he grew up.” So is your plan to take a Quinn from a different universe and make him your own, thereby robbing another version of yourself from happiness? When does this ever go well?

Yknow most people, when they lose a kid,,,, kinda,,,,,,, dont go on a ceaseless quest to find another version of their kid that grew up without knowing that another version of his mother was invading other peoples’ dreams to find and kidnap him,,,,,,,, like aint u got a therapist-

“Once you get past the point of not knowing what’s real anymore, you realize it doesn’t matter.” Well, I Got Called Out-

PART 3

“you’re real, oliver.”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

“you’ve been infected by the anti-love parasite of Mandadon” the amatonormativity is strong

so anyways ive been infected since birth hbu-

“James Jasperson, creator of Japple” did you mean to Fancy Well-Educated Man in a Black Turtleneck? cause the only FWEMBT i allow near me is prof. hidgens

“are you winning?” says the capitalist

why did you rewind to see his face?? you have the same face????? is this just bc the creator doesnt like working with other people cause in that case same but???????

“it’s a bad idea. i’m not gonna do it.” we’ve all been there. and we’ve all done it.

looks like me trying to study. (i say, a person who has studied a total of five minutes throughout their entire life.)

your “Spartan trial” looks like a bunch of guys standing on a hill pretending to be something they’re not. Let The Man Bring His Snacks.

eat the apple.

is this your first existential crisis or something what a loser lets all point and laugh

“One of you should be spared, the other shall’nt.” did you mean shant or was that a choice-

yall gonna get called out for talking shut UP

“sorry if this is too personal, btw. are you okay?”

me, confused and half understanding what’s going on and also needing to sleep cause its almost one in the morning but wanting to finish what i can find of lucids which i only starting watching cause i saw an animatic of ranboo and dream w audio from it: i don’t know anymore

“i just want my life back... i was gonna get married-” AREN’T YOU LIKE SEVEN-

ay man if this is a sacrificial cult yall gotta get daniel-

UPDATE: I  H A V E  N O T  F O U N D  I T -

“oliver”

I  F O U N D   I  T -

WHICH ONE IS QUINN?? WHO’S JASPER???? WHICH ONE IS BENJAMIN???? I THOUGH BENJAMIN WAS SEVEN BUT I THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED WHAT-

oliver. eat the apple.

“Can you still have memories even when you’re dreaming?” One time I woke up to my alarm and fell back asleep and in my dream I remembered that I had class in a few minutes and my dream self woke my real self up so fast I thought I was gonna get whiplash. Anyways, I was late to class bc of my computer but that doesn’t matter.

NOPE I FOUND IT. HERE’S THE AUDIO. THE ANIMATIC ONE. FINALLY.

im thinking car crash. but also maybe murder. but also maybe both? is it raining or was he drowning? is he in a coma? hmmmmmm?

wait olivers the one with the apple does that mean he’s the one dreaming? is the ending gonna be him and jasper (quinn? idk) fighting against ben and mrs hills about jasper eating the apple to save oliver from the dream? hmmmmmmmmmm-

waitwaitwait i thought oliver was 7 how is benjamin 7 years younger than him if they look the same age what what what explain america explain what you mean arkansaw-

are the cuts on his nose plot-relevant or

“What if you hadn’t been driving?” So I was right about the car accident but Mrs. Hills still said he was seven so did i mishear her say that BENJAMIN was seven? but even then oliver would be 14 and that would still be illegal-

“How are you feeling?”

“Like you’re a pretty bad therapist.”

mood

“--it makes it all bearable to have power over the stories we write in our heads” that’s why i write fanfiction

HE’S GOT THE NOTEBOOK HE’S GONNA WRITE SOMETHING ONE OF US ONE OF US ONE OF US

WHAT YOU MEAN AN EXPERIMENT THAT’S HIS NAME-

[upon reading the description] so i was right.

wait was that supposed to be the twist in part 2 about the apple in his pocket is that what the existential crisis was about i thought it was because he was introduced to the multiple worlds theory-

PART 4

wait wasnt the other one january 2018 why we going back to 2017-

appol

“--the future and the past all already exist” mhm yep figured this out long ago

there was simultaneously a point in time in which i hadn’t known about this, had been looking it up, had been watching it, and had been writing an ending to this post, and had been posting it the next morning before class. that time is both now and not now. Welcome To The Multiverse Theory or whatever its called-

“--my favorite scene of the movie is waking up next to you.” Mine is eating fast food as I listen to AJJ and play Minecraft. We are not the same.

Now I’m hungry but it’s 1 in the morning and i already put my retainer in god fu-

[reading description] what do you mean previously??? she did that in the first episode????????

[still on description] WHAT DO YOU MEAN WILL QUINN BITE THE APPLE AND GO TO BENJAMINS REALITY ISNT THIS OLIVERS REALITY AND HE HAS TO GET BEN TO BITE THE APPLE WHY IS APPLE CAPITALIZED IS THIS THE DOING OF THE FWEMBT

i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have watched the backstory i should have wa-

[description] oh ive been spelling quinn right the whole time nice

i hope she rejects you /j

WAIT BENJAMIN WAS THE ONE GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE

ISNT HE IN SECOND GRADE-

HE IS SEVEN YEARS OLD HOW IS HE GETTING MARRIED ARE THERE TWO BENJAMINS THAT WE’RE FOCUSING ON-

bro get out of the road ull get hit

how do you knOW WHICH ONE IS QUINN THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON-

so

wait

hills wants ben to feed quinn the apple bc in his mind, that will give hills and quinn a happy ending and she doesnt want ben to see the apple bc thats gonna mean ben will know that his reality isnt reality at all. so then oliver has to,,,, not let anyone eat his apple? he just has to wake up?

IS HILLS THE VILLAIN AFTER ALL ORRRRR

wait but if ben sees the apple wont he realize that his reality is wrong and his reality will change, making it so that hills doesnt get her son? or is there some time-based rule that says they’re only transported to the reality that the person believes at that moment? or is this another stab at the multiverse thing where an infinite amount of hills gets their happy endings while an infinite amount of hills doesnt and etc etc?

i should have watched the ba-

oooo dramatique

they’re in a time loop?

nope thats a new powerpoint

wait so theyre,,,, no-

wait-

nvm-

IS THE BEN WE KNOW AN ADULT GETTING MARRIED TO ISABELLE OR NOT-

“they were actually pretty nice” didnt they throw someone off a cliff-

oh so it got confusing THEN??? NOT BEFORE?????

“it all seemed so real.” is that Not the point of vivid REM sleep hallucinations-

is oliver gonna show ben the apple and ruin hills’ whole operation

WHO ARE ALEX AND RYAN-

“what’s 25-8″ bro dont do this to me-

yep hes gonna show the apple

ayyy the guy who stole karl jacobs jacket it back

the second hand embarrassment is back and I Hate It

all that happens in episode ONE??? bro get some better writers that is bad pacing

“it’s the best!” wait until season eight. no show has a good season eight.

quinn knows about the apple thing w the dreams and multiverse and realities dont he

YOU KILLED HIM

NOT KARL JACOBS NOOOOO HES ALREADY DIED ONCE

oliver is v relatable

wHaT iN tArNaTiOn-

lemme hear that explanaton again-

is bill cipher gonna show up? i hope bill cipher shows up. i miss gravity falls

“ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” moooooooood

did hills murder quinn

is your family the jasper cult

TOXXIICCCCCC get that lady out of your life quinn that is so toxic

“ ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!  ah! a tree! ah! a tree! ah a tree!” mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT’S THE END NO WHAT WHY NO

The Adventures of Benjamin and Oliver

he is Not Good

ope-

wait so ben is equal parts an adult AND a child?? okay that clears a lot up

I MEAN HE WAS RIGHT THO BEN U CAN’T REALLY ARGUE ON THAT-

ew get off the floor

butterfly effect, multiverse theory, memory decay, and your imagination ALL exist yall gonna ignore that cause you wanna be famous?

“We already know what the future looks like!”

aRe yOu sUrE aBoUt tHaT-

to add to the list of bad things: Cats (2019)

YA BOI THINKS IT’S NOT ALREADY FIFTY YEARS TOO LATE TO START FIGHTING CLIMATE CHANGE FFFFF

BINGO BABYYYY

get what what

what mapped-

awwwww he thinks THEY’RE creating the multiverse

you gonna dismiss the multiverse theory bc of something you created in your current reality? loooserrrrrr

ABUSE YOUR GODLIKE POWERS

she draggin that seven year old

a lot makes sense now why didnt i do this first-

Jasper

the food shortages-

bro that calculators like 90 bucks at walmart

imagine meeting a stranger and they know Everything about your life like that’s gotta be so weird

what’s even weirder is them telling you you’re the deity of a cult that sacrifices animals

THAT FOURTH WALL BREAK WAS-

KARL JACOBS IS DEAD NOOOOOO

ooohhh there’s context for that

OOOOHHHH THERE’S CONTEXT FOR THIS TOOOO

w h a t -

w  h  a  t  -

W   H   A   T   -

Conclusion:

it’s 2 in the morning and i need sleep but hOOOOO MY GODS THAT WAS GOOD IS IT OVER OR NOT IDK ANYMORE IM TIRED THAT WAS CRAZY I HOPE QUINN AND JASPER GO ON TO BE VERY GOOD FRIENDS, AND I HOPE BENJAMIN AND OLIVER STAY VERY GOOD FRIENDS AND I HOPE HILLS FINDS A THERAPIST WAS A LITTLE CONFUSING BUT I ENJOYED IT

if i dream about apples im suing /j /lh

#lucids #nicholas podany #there's a metaphor in there somewhere #but im not gonna be the one to find it #i dont think i dreamed about apples #youre safe for now podany #for now #EDIT #I PUT 'something their not' #WRONG THERE #I HAVE NO EXCUSE #IM SORRY

[housamo-side-blog-2]

A FAMILIAR FACE PART 1

CONTINUEING!.

Harumo:Who was that guy?

That was the last question you muttered before falling asleep and dreaming about stuff, however, this time, its different your dreaming about the time where you’ve met that stranger when you were with Ryota at the shopping street, there you could see the stranger dressed with a black jacket and blue shorts,you thought you could finally see the stranger’s true face, however the image you’re being shown is only what your mind have captured and the stranger’s face appears black being covered by its hoodie, 

Harumo:Oh c’mon!, even here i couldn’t even see it.....Why am i so determined to see this person?

With your curiosity intact while asleep,you struggled to sleep as you move around in your bed making a lot of creaking noises while the night passes by hopefully those noises won’t wake up anybody, 

{NEXT DAY}

Its another day at Shinjuku Academy, the place where both transients and students of Tokyo are educated and taken care off, The summoners are in Class E chatting like the usual friends they and Kengo being shouted by Shiro for sitting on top of table,Ryota tells the others about what they did back at the shopping street of Shinjuku Park and you happen to have just arrived.

Harumo: Morning Guys!

Shiro: Good Morning Harumo, you look well today.

Kengo: How you doin partner.

Moritaka: Good Morning to you too Harumo, 

Ryota: Morning Harumo!.

Toji: Good Morning to you too.

Harumo: Looks like i made it in time for the first time guys.

Shiro: Indeed, did you have a good sleep?

Harumo: Nope!, I couldn’t stop thinking about that stranger yesterday.

Kengo: What,did you guys fought or something?

Ryota: Oh yeah! When we were running in the shopping street, i accidentaly bump into someone, 

Moritaka: I see, It appears you are not hurt Ryota.

Ryota: Nah, im fit as a feedle,its a good thing it wasn;t that serious.

Shiro: Im glad to hear that, but next time be careful when go running around in crowded areas.

Kengo: You know, your starting to sound like my mom, 

Shiro: i think you mean as a responsible adult. 

Kengo:*mutter* A boring one to be honest.

Shiro: What was that?!

Ryota: Anyway, Guys!, you have got to try Ebisu’s rainbow buns,they are the best buns you could have ever tasted!

Moritaka:Who’s Ebisu?

Ryota: Oh, He’s one of the stall vendors at shopping district, Harumo is actually friends with him. Man you guys were missing out on the deliciousness those buns where giving.

Moritaka: For Ryota to praise someone’s pastry so much, must mean that those Rainbow Buns must be really delicious.. maybe I’ll join you today,is that okay Ryota? 

Ryota:Yay!, Moritaka is coming! Always,the more the merrier they say, how about that Harumo?

Harumo: With the two of you,its going to get really fun.

Moritaka:Im grateful for you acceptance. 

Ryota: How about you guys? wanna come along?

Shiro:Im terribly sorry,I have after school cooking classes today, maybe next time then.

Kengo:No can do Ryota, i have an important sparring match today.

Toji: I also can’t come as well, because, i was tasked to guard the shrine today. My apologies.

 Harumo; AWWW, I really want to spend time with you all.

Shiro; Im terribly sorry, I’ll be sure to come with you next time.

Kengo:Yeah me too.

Toji; Maybe next time then.

Ryota:All right then, its just going to be the three of us.

Harumo and Moritaka:Yeah!

Three of you are going to be hanging today and Mr Jinn has finally arrived and is now about to start his class and the next class and so. Yup a normal school day, You go on with your studies,unknowing about the events that are going to happen.

[After 6 hours}

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS}

Class has finally ended, you’ve finally have some room to stretch your arms from the long period of sitting on your chair, 

Harumo: Ah, my shoulders are starting to get tense,

Ryota:Yay!, im so excited to go the shopping area again, are you excited Moritaka?

Moritaka:Well, off course, nothing is much more excitable than going out with your friends. 

Shiro: I have to go the economics room for my cooking class, see you later everyone.

Kengo: Man, all that sitting around made my shoulders hurt, gotta get some warm up then, see ya.

Toji: I’ll be leaving now, Good luck!

Harumo: See you later Guys!.

Ryota:Okay guys lets meet up infront of the school after we put in our bags at the dorms.

Moritaka:All right Ryota, I’ll see you two later then,

Harumo: See you guys later!

{Dorm Room}

You’ve arrived at your dorm room, put down your bag at the side and took a quick lie down on your bed facing the ceiling, you reminence about whether you are going to meet that stranger again. caught up in your thoughts your butler make his entrance.

{Ring flashes}

Lil Salomon: Hello Master!, Oh,you seem to be lost in thought. 

Harumo: Yeah, i keep on thinking about that that guy we met.

Lil Salomon: You mean the stranger that you and Ryota met at the shopping area?

Harumo: Yes.

Lil Salomon: Hmm, laying down won’t do anything Master, C’mon your friends are probably waiting for you.

Harumo: Oh, yeah thanks for reminding me. 

Lil Salomon: Thats my job as your butler Master,toodles.

You changed your clothes and wore casual clothes and went towards Shinuku Park where your supposed to be meeting, 

{BLACK SCREEN}

[DARK ALLEY}

The dark alley”s of Shinjuku is the favorite meeting spot of several criminals whether its transactions or  place to hang out, In one the alleies is one particular transient that is one to feared off, He is a guy of great strength, heartless intent, and a cold one. is seen laying down on a beaten couch snoring loudly, 

Once a comfy slumber, now turn into a hellish reality to him, as a bunch of strangers not knowing the danger they’re waiking towards.

Thug: Hey idiot, this is our turf! get lost!

Stranger:*Snoring* 

Thug 2: Looks like this runt needs a wake up call.

Thug 3: Heh, How about we bash his head on then.

The trio of idiots did not know who they were messing with as they laugh at the sleeping stranger with the intent to put him in slumber forever....

However....

Stranger: Hey,...... Thanks for the suggestion.

 Thug 1: What the......

The thug quickly had his head smacked on the stone floor, with the sudden emergence of the stranger now with a malicious grin, the other thugs could only watched in surprise as they could not register what just transpired infront of them. With a blink of an eye the other thug who was beside had his entire body thrown in the garbage pile,

Thug 3: H-hey..wHAT the hell is happening!? ,who are you?..

Panicked and fearing for what the stranger is going to do to him,a cold voice whispered to his ear and soon after, the unlucky guy ,was flung towards at a wall knocked out.

Stranger: Psst, Pathethic,man they really ruined my sleep,*yawn* it was getting good. 

Not soon after his stomach released a rumbling sound.

Stranger: I haven’t eaten in a while, maybe i should go get something from the shopping area at the Park. 

{END OF SCENE}

{Outside area of Shinjuku Park} 

You have arrived at a traffic stop and across it is your destination, Shinjuku Park, hom your friends are currently waiting for you at the food area, you are waiting for the traffic light to turn green as you wait the timer on it decreases over time, 

Harumo: What the...

You see an orange cat infront of you, when suddenly..

Harumo: Im not gonna make it...

You hurried towards the cat,that is about to be run over by a truck, everything turned slow as you see the truck getting closer and you aren’t even close to saving the poor creature from its painful death,

 A shadow appeared fast infront of you and saved the cat infront of you,however as soon as you get your bearings back,you only saw a cat running towards you,even though you didn’t save it in time,but the worked of a mysterious stranger who’s movements are so fast they appear to be inhuman.

Harumo: What...just happened? 

You realized, that was the same stranger from before and just disappeared infront of you. went on to search for him and looking left and right for him but you only see passerbies.

Harumo: What the....Where did he go? 

To no signs of him everywhere,you went on with your day and made it towards your destination.

{Shinjuku Park}

Ryota and Moritaka are sitting a bench constantly waiting for their friend to arrived and Ryota”s stomach is starting to rumble fom all the waiting and constant seeing the food placed on the passerby’s hands with its smell wafting through the air.

Harumo: Sorry guys! im late.

Ryota: You’ve made it!

Moritaka: There you are.

Ryota: Im so hungry, and seeing everyone with delicious food in their hands makes me drool.

Moritaka: Holy cow! Ryota i didn’t even notice the drool on the bench!

Ryota: That just means im very hungry, C’mon lets go.

Harumo: Right with you.

Ryota quickly dashes towards the shopping area and starts looking at the delicious food they have in stock,one by one,Ryota dashes from one store to another with inhuman speed like he isn’t affected by his hunger a moment ago. 

Moritaka: Ryota, would you please slow down?, you’re dashing everywhere.

Ryota: Heheh, sorry,...Oh,how about we go to Ebisu’s shop, i think they should be open right about now. Lets go.

Harumo: Woah! slow down, you don’t want to bump into someone again don’t you?.

Ryota: Oh yeah, sorry, Lets waik then.

Moritaka: I could never figure out,how much energy Ryota has.

{Ebisu”s stall}

Ebisu: Hi guys, its so nice to see you two again.

Harumo: HI Ebisu, 

Ryota: Heya Ebisu, I would like you to meet my friend Moritaka here.

Moritaka: Its an honor to meet you Ebisu, my name is Moritaka Shino Inuzuka i hope we could be great friends.

Ebisu: Nice to meet you Moritaka, Im Ebisu im one of the Seven Lucky Gods.

Ryota: Wait, you’re a God? 

Moritaka: Holy smokes, to think im actually meeting a God!

Ebisu: Uhm, guys.... i just inherited the memories of one of the seven luckly Gods.

Ryota: Thats still a big deal.

Ebisu: It really isn’t. ....Anyway what are you buying?

Ryota: 10 rainbow buns please!.

Moritaka: My word Ryota!, are you really eating that much?

Ryota: Don’t worry I’ll share with you guys.

Ebisu: Comin right up. Please wait a moment a please.

As you wait patiently for Ebisu’s rainbow buns, you look around the area and see a lot of people comin in and out of the area and buying delicious food, everyone in the vicinity is either seen eating takoyaki, holding a lot of bags full of food,Ryota’s nose is moving like a hound on a hunt for prey as he faces a stall with delicious fried chicken and another stall with squid on a stick.All of this different kinds of cuisine is seen one place as the smells of different foods mixed together wafting the air you currently breath and could not help but tingle your taste buds even you aren’t tasting anything, the smell alone is enough to make Ryota drool.

Moritaka: So..Many different smells coming into my nose, ,,Ahh im practicly drooling over the scents.

Ryota: I know right, we’re going to try every last one of them.

Harumo: Lets hope we brought enough money for it. 

Ebisu: All right 10 rainbow buns, order up! 

Ryota: OOOHHH! It smells so delicous Ebisu, 

Ebisu: Hehehe, Thanks for coming by, hope you come back again.

Harumo: Im going to miss you Ebisu.

Ebisu: Eh, Uhm Im going to miss you too Harumo.

Ryota: See you later Ebisu!

Moritaka: I hope we could meet again someday Ebisu, bye bye.

Ebisu: See you later Ryota! i also hope to see you again Moritaka, bye bye

Waving at Ebisu and waiking around while eating the delicous rainbow buns Ryota bought, Moritaka could not help but be in aww about how delicious it was. 

Moritaka: This rainbow buns are really delicious especially the green one. It taste like tea.

Ryota: Yeah, here,try this orange one, i bet it taste just like oranges or peaches.

Moritaka: *chewing sound* Mmmm, It taste exactly like oranges, here would like to taste it also Harumo?

Harumo: Only if you feed it to me.

Moritaka: Oh, okay then,, say ahh.

Harumo:Ahhhh * chewing sound*.........MMMMM it taste just like oranges, this is delicous.

Ryota: I think i should have a go with this white one. 

Moritaka: What do you think it would taste like? 

Ryota: One way to find out, Itadikimasu! * chewing sound*

Ryota swallows the bun and takes a second of silence, 

Harumo: Uhm...Ryota? 

Moritaka: Ryo-

Ryota: ITS DELICIOUS! 

Moritaka: Ahh, Ryota you surprised me, What did it taste like.

Ryota: Its White chocolate, and its so creamy!

Harumo: Really?!, Can i try it? 

Ryota: Sure, here you go. 

Harumo: All right down the hatch you g-

{SCREAM]

As you are about to enter a world of flavor, you were interrupted by a sudden scream from a woman, and quickly hurried over to check it out. 

Moritaka: There! 

Harumo: Hey stop!

You discovered a blue bearlike transient with a knife on its hands and threatening someone,  and when they saw you and Moritaka with a sword on his back, the robber immediately turns to take the poor lady hostage. 

Robber: Now you stay back!, Or else i’ll cut her throat out!.

Ryota: *gasping for air* hey guys i made it and Whoah! 

Harumo: You better stop this right now! 

Robber: Oh, how about make me then punk! 

Moritaka who was about to draw out his blade, noticed by the robber he immediately step back with the hostage using her as a human shield, The people behind him are steping back as they fear it could only worsen the situation. confident in his ploy, the robber tries to demand money from eveyone,    

Unfortunately with his head turned around and not noticing the chubby guy infront of him, 

Harumo: Take this! 

With no hesitation, you runned towards the robber and did a powerful punch to his face, all the barehand training you recieved from Kengo seems to be quite useful in this types of situations, the robber startled and confused from the blow lost grip from his prey.

Robber: Tha,,,,darn kid! 

He angrily tries to flee as you chase him,seemingly unable to grab him,one person appeared out of nowhere and suddenly knee kick the robber to the stomach and with the sheer force from his attack,the robber could not be atleast 10 meters away. 

Harumo: What the.. this speed...i’ve seen it before.

You’ve met face to face with the stranger from before and it appears his also the one whom you have met the other the day, Yes, the mysterious stranger whom you have met with Ryota the other day. has now appeared infront of you again and this time,Ryota didn’t bump him. 

Stranger: Really doesn’t know what the consequences are. 

Harumo: Wait! you’re that guy from before.

Stranger: Huh, who the hell are you supposed t- What the hell!

Harumo: Huh?

The stranger who was wearing the same black hoodie as before and its covering his face and its shocked to see you as if he saw something phenomenal. 

Stranger: Why do you?

Harumo: Do i know you from somewhere?

Stranger: Thats my question, Who the hell are you? 

Harumo: I ask you first. 

Stranger: Heh, well if you wanna know then....*shows his face*

Harumo: What the.....Why do you

Stranger: My name is.........

Reitan

Everything felt silent to you as you processed the image your eyes are sending to you as you couldn’t believe the person infront of you. 

Harumo: Why do you....Look like me?

#housamo #tokyo afterschool summoners #mc5 #ryota #moritaka #*ebisu #familiar face #story #fanfiction #part 1

[cicinicole-14]

Hi for the ship thing and headcanons, please do jolex 🥰

Who is a night owl:

dont get me wrong, they both most definitely will stay up late together or both pass out before 9pm on a Friday night, but some days when the depression hits, its jsut different and Jo is definitely more of the night owl. Alex is more of a morning person and Jo would rather sleep like the dead. 

Who is a morning person:

as we’ve discovered, more so Alex esp when they have kiddos. Alex is the one to get up with them early and let Jo sleep, he makes breakfast with the kids’ help and keeps their room quiet for jo to get some extra sleep but will unleash their evil spawns when he deems she’s slept in long enough. 

Are they cuddlers:

some days, yes, mostly. jo definitely loves the affection from someone who genuinely loves and wants her back. but there are days where she literally is like “do not come near me with your (temperature) hot body Alexander Michael Karev, you are a heater and I am already too warm” 

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:

Alex is def the big spoon. Jo likes cuddling into him because sh feels safe, he feels like home. but she def has big spooned him too it’s a 50/50 relationship we have equal roles people

What is their favourite sleeping position:

no lie, both spread out like starfish in their bed. 

Who steals all the blankets: 

Jo. Alex is a space heater and doesnt need blankets she freezes and likes being snuggled up and warm

What they wear to bed:

I mean some nights, nothing, but like jo def loves Alex’s old Iowa state shirts or his wrestling shirts from HS that smell like him. an old worn in t-shirt, anything with a pair of booty shorts or his boxers even. and Alex will just wear a t-shirt and boxers or flannels in the winter. 

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:

Alex wholeheartedly loves when jo wears his shirts unless its his favorite flannel and she steals it “come on, jo. you know that’s my favorite one. I wear it all the time.” its exactly why she takes it. 

Who falls asleep mid-conversation:

jo, unintentionally. sometimes the insomnia hits and she won’t have slept for a couple days so when life catches back up to her she will fall asleep randomly. even more so while pregnant and right after their daughter is born. she just “night night Josephine” 

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:

they both have their fair share of horrid nightmares. Alex’s deal a lot with his trauma of growing up. his mom pulling various knives on his siblings and dad attacking them. even nightmares of jo leaving him like Izzie did and he wakes up without her. 

jo’s are terrifying as well. she dreams that Paul’s death was just an illusion and that hes still out there and he’ll still come and get her. she wakes up drenched in a cold sweat and Alex holds her and they pull up his death certificate on the gsm database to prove it. she also has nightmares about being abandoned again. dreams of herself as a baby, dreams of her mother leaving her at that firestation. horrid nightmares. and Alex just holds her. she also has many nightmares about Alex abandoning her too just like her mother abandoned her but he’s never done that he’s always there when she wakes up and everything is okay again

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:

jo is an absolute horrible bed partner. she does NOT sleep still. she will move around so much during sleep its dangerous. yes, Alex did wake up with a bruise across his cheek one night from an elbow to the face...

Who can’t keep their hands to themself:

both of them. theyre notorious horndogs no autocorrect they are not corndogs please stop correcting me when you’re wrong 

and just because, im throwing in the parenting meme one too bc my heart melts

packs the lunches

Alex. he gets up with the kids in the mornings and also we do not trust jo to make their children food. she’d feed them boxed Mac n cheese and take out the entirety of their lives. and while they love that and Alex wouldn’t care if it was jsut them, their kids need real food. he packs them lunchables and uncrustables but at least its a little more of a variety. 

blows raspberries while cuddling

jo, more so. they both do, but jo LOVES a good chunky baby belly she can blow raspberries onto. and yes she leaves maroon lipstick marks on chubby cheeks and bellies. 

is the tickle monster

Alex. and she runs to mommy to save her from daddy! “oh, now you want mommy, huh? as soon as daddy is the tickle monster all you want is mommy? not when I wanted cuddles, or we picked you up from daycare or I dont know, I gave birth to you and wanted snuggles you cry and want daddy but now hes the tickle monster you want me?” and jo scoops her up and tries saving her but ultimately they lose and get attacked in their very large bed by the tickle monster. 

gives life lesson speeches

they both do just depending on the situations. 

when the girls start dating, jo sits them all down separately, and explains to them a bit of her past. letting them know that no man should ever lay hands on them. she teaches them how to defend themselves and Alex ofc shows them in example how women should be treated. Alex makes it clear that if a guy or girl ever should treat his daughters or his son in any other way than he treats jo, that he needs to know and gOD forbiD one of them lay a finger on one of his children there WILL be hell to pay. jo obviously consoles him in front of her children but tells him “u already have a record. if anyone lays hands on our children I will be putting them in the ground not you”

kisses the boo-boos

Alex he is a pushover and 100% makes sure all boo-boos are kissed and even when the kids are way too old for having their boo-boos kissed, he makes sure the bandaids that are no longer avengers or dinosaur or unicorn or princess themed, have been properly kissed. even through protests of “dad, im not five anymore I dont need my bandaids kissed” “how do you expect them to heal, then, CJ? you’re my most clumsy kid, and I have had to kiss all your boo-boos and never once have I not. thats why you’re still in once piece” 

breaks the bad news

jo makes Alex do it most times. she claims she’s the fun parent and tries to stay the fun parent by making Alex break bad news like “we cannot get another dog” she blames it on Alex but then brings home a puppy the following week. 

joins the PTA

listen. LISTEN. when Greyson started big kid school, in kindergarten, they placed her in private school to give her everything they didnt have growing up. jo was determined to make sure she gave her daughter everything made sure she felt loved and was spoiled it was terrible. so jo, of course, sent her to Seattle Elementary academy and was not paying attention when she signed some forms signing up to be in the PTA. she loathed it so much and “Alex im sorry I cant do this. I know we wanted to give Gracie everything we didnt have growing up but I cant take it I cant take the private school. the volunteer hours the strict dress code violations? she is FIVE. I also have to volunteer FORTY HOURS this year alone. no! I am a surgeon, a mother of two and im pregnant! I do not have time for this! all these PTA moms are stay at home moms who have nothing better to do than gossip about their neighbors and drink wine. and I swear to god if I have to hear about Jessica’s fucking essential oils pyramid scheme one more time I will shove those oils so far up her a––” “Jo! Look, Ali, mommy’s here!” Alex interrupts her just in time. he doesnt blame her. those private school moms are quiet the handful. every time, one of them has the nerve to hit on him. “and I swear, if one more of those moms hits on you in front of me, im going to backhand her with my engagement ring on. no hate to most of them, but theyre too much” they end up ending Gracie, and Ali and the rest of the kids to public school just like they had grown up in and did just fine. 

crashes sleepovers with embarrassing stories

oh one hundred and ten percent Alexander Michael Karev. he will find any moment to break out embarrassing stories and photos. hell, even when Zola, Bailey, ellis, Sofia, Harriet, scout, any of the bunch come over he’ll embarrass them too!  

gives the crazy nicknames

not really either of them (that ive figured out in the moment) (the kkc kids do not have crazy nicknames yet) (we jsut have Gracie for Greyson, Ali for Alice, and CJ for Cristina Jo. Alexis goes by Sissy because of Alexis and Alexa and Eli usually goes by bubba seeing as how that’s what the twins have called each other growing up with Izzie and that stuck) 

thank you so much for these! I loved loved loved doing them! even threw in some KKC universe things so if yall have questions about that feel free to ask I will share! tho there is yet to have a fic out about them yet… its been a bit difficult with writers block /: 

#jolex #kkc universe #this turned into partially kkc stuff whoops #cici writes #ask coco

[xxxtoony-brosxxx]

Haha some backstory bits for ZT

I looked at my self in the puddle of blackness surrounding me, but i couldn't see well...who am i? Im me, I'm Ezekiel...right? No,my eyes adjusted to the darkness, who? The reflection isnt me.

"Well well well, looks whose awake! If it isn't my project, ZTS05!"

The lights in the room flashed on and I see my dead body across the room from me... blood pouring from my body's eyes with the chest open revealing no heart

"N-no, this is just a nightmare!" I hold this new body's head feeling shaken up from the sight.

"My name isn't ZTS0 whatever! I'm Ezekiel!"

"No, not anymore can't you see, it was never meant to be. You won't be missed, you're uncle kicked ya out, your boyfriend and you dont get along, your family never wanted you. You had no one! Perfect for this experiment!"

"Wha- no! What am I?!"

"Now I have mastered the power of making a body out of a nonliving substance using a soul! How rich I'll be! Life forever through transfer! Well, these new bodies can die...but the transfer can continue as long as a soul exist."

I'm no longer Ezekiel... "N̸̐̉o̵̎̾ ̵̓̕ỳ̶̇o̷̕͝u̸̒̀ ̴̒́ä̶́̓r̴̓̀ẽ̵̉ ̶̀̓ṅ̴͝o̸̐̎ť̶̀"

...

I wake up in a cold sweat, glad that the rest of what happened didn't continue. I'm not Ezekiel, I'm now ZTS05 an experiment, a freak.

…

"How could you do this? Cato she was a kid! Not even an adult yet! How does this not bother you? To experiment this with a child?"

"He is almost was adult only a few months until, he, would be 18."

"He?"

"Yes he. So...you approve of this, only if it was an adult? Killing if fine to you?"

"Th-thar's not what I meant..."

"But thats what you said."

"..."

"ZTS our 5th attempt, ZTS05."

"How will you make..."him"...well stable? Haven't you seen how "he" is? How unstable?"

"I have my ways, if this works we can be something great! Now set up the room for the experiment."

"Yes sir..."

…

"Cato! He's doing it again!"

"What?"

"He's going crazy again! He killed three of our staff!"

"How? We chained him, muzzled him, and put one of those body things on him?"

"I-I don't know! I go to check on him and there was three dead bodies he glared over at me! I panicked and ran! I don't know if he got out...we was still chained..."

"Then go close the damn door! We cant have him escaping hes not ready yet!"

"Y-yes sir..."

…

The blasted demon took over me again, now they are hurting me...

"STOP IT BURN *gurgle* ST-STOP!!!"

They put me in a tank when I was half concious it was filled with holy water

"*cough cough* AHHHHHHH!!! PLEASE!"

I cried and screamed and struggled as multiple men were forcing me in the water causing me extreme pain

"You've done this to yourself"

"*hic* YA KNOW I CAN"T CONTROL IT *gurgle* PLEASE!!!! ARRGGHHHHH!!! *hic* AHHH!!!"

The water around me started to turn black from my slowly melting form I was in so much pain but they didnt stop

"*huff huff* PL-PLEASE!!! *hic* I-ITS TOO MUCH!!!"

The tears burned my eyes with the water they continued this until I passed out

...

"The poor thing..."

who-

"Hes evil he deserved it."

"He was made this way it wasnt his choice, look at him!"

I was on the floor surrounded by a huge puddle I was so tired and weak and in so much pain, I didn't dare move

"Please...not *hic* again...*sobs* please!"

"*gasps* Oh the poor creature!"

I notice the the man with her was one of the men, I felt the change start, I mentally screamed for it to stop then blackness

...

I was in the form of the blasted demon, I towered over the woman quietly, she shook in fear...please...i didnt mean to, i thought, as if she knew what i was thinking she relaxed,

" I̶͋͊ ̵̊͂d̶̀̓ỉ̶̖d̷̋̉n̵̈́͌'̵́͌t̸̔̅ ̷̬̚m̵̆͘ȩ̸̇a̴̓̔n̸̿̈́ ̵̪͘t̸̩͒o̷͚͛ ̸̤̆i̴̛̊m̷͋̋ ̷̪̐ș̶͂ȏ̸͑ŗ̴̅r̴̡͊ŷ̷̕!̸́̆ "

I went on my knees and wrapped my arms around her the form melting away, as I sobbed sore from everything, it took awhile but she hugged back

...

why did she hug back?

…

After putting me in the tank they thought how would it be like if they put me in a pentagram as tests to see my weaknesses

"*gurgle, drip drip* Ugh...pl-please *huff huff* s-so weak..."

"Well we need to know what harms you."

"Mgghh *gurgle* its l-like im drowning...in myself..."

"Interesting..."

"Please stop-"

I flop over trembling feeling weak, dizzy, like im drowning in my own liquids, head pounding...

"No, this is what Cato called for until you pass out. To see how long it'd take you to go out"

I continue to tremble more...

" Mmmm- *cough cough* i-its terrible- *gags* why do you do this..."

"It's my job."

My head began to pound more

"*whimper* M-my head-"

I try to reach for it but I was chained and couldn't reach as I look at the man wondering how someone is ok with seeing someone else's suffering as the pulsing pain got worse

"Please! *vomit* mmmf- *vomit* h- *huff huff huff*"

"I-"

"*whimper whimper* I've been good- for a whole month please- the demon hasn't hurt no one- *whine*"

"..."

I felt my body grow unstable and it hurt like hell

"PLEASE! STOP!"

He just writes something down as I feel my body melt away, I knew if I wanted this to stop I'd have to pretend to pass out not sure if I could but I tried

"...PLE-"

I pretend to pass out trembling and trying not to make any noise though it hurt so much it was hard but it was an attempt

"Hey! He's out get someone in here! He looks unstable! He could die!"

It worked-

I hold myself in place trying not to go stiff though all I wanted to do was scream curling up in a ball I try to slowly control my breathing as someone unchains me in my unstable postition I managed to pretend to be limp the hardest thing I think I've ever done

But at least I was out of there, I fall asleep tired but at least it wouldn't be so bad I guess as staying there until I pass out...

…

"We all walk amougst the angels and demons of this world...we see them like normal...but I dont, I see different people...but as of I, im a monster...a being of three worlds, but display two, that appears to others as one. A creature of sickness that should not be, a creature whose origins should be forgotten yet remain. I'm a monster...but that doesn't mean I hate it. I was never meant to be who I was, but I am not meant to be who I am. Perhaps this is for the better...I was weak, feeble, a fragile human, but now I fight back, I won't be mistreated as I once was. Thanks to you...but this curse shall not sprawl the world and be used as a cure for your weakness. The need for power and immortality, especially not for people like you...toxic human…

"W-wait no! Don't do this! I'm sorry!"

"Its too late...what has been done is done...good bye!~"

"AHHHHHHHH-"

"Its time for sleep. Enjoy your rest eternal.~"

I shift forms letting all of our anger out when I was through the room was a blood bath and I was covered in the substance, I look down at his battered body shredded to bits one of his cold dead eyes out of its socket staring at me as if accusing me of something, perhaps it’s just the inner guilt of what I did talking but I swear those eyes were going to haunt me forever, forever reminding me of my awful deeds I sigh softly and think to myself…

He'll never be able to hurt anyone ever again...I look down at the floor and go to open the floor boards lifting out a knife, "You poisoned me...for the money old friend, now I am your fucking cursed sickness that lives on, til I die, well i chose to live, i am the violence you created me to be! Toxic toxic toxic...it was fun to watch you beg for forgiveness...perhaps I am the villian now. But the fault is none of mine."

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#toony writes #ZTS05 #mafia au #tw abuse #tw abuse mention #tw blood #tw blood mention

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explorers of arvus: heading back / 3.11.21

zoom and enhonse

LAST TIME ON ARVUS taure passed out and we are now down a healer! also we met a disciple of halvkar, and surprisingly did not murder her. this is fine. we have instantly gotten distracted by our various carts. cats. our various cats

DID ANY OF US CATCH TAURE, SHE FELL OVER sieron tried to catch her and smacked charlie+thorne in the face (he rolled a nat1, f) BUT the catboy is to the rescue bc silje is the designated Not Incompetent of the group today

CONSULT THE CHILD hewwo yrel yrel: her mind is being consumed by the serpent of nightmares. :D charlie: HELLO?????//

so, dendar(?) the night serpent is imprisoned beneath arvus! she was formed from the nightmares of the first sentient being, and sometimes she eats people's nightmares. if she's exceptionally hungry, she'll force nightmares onto people for her to feed off their fear. yrel thinks taure will Probably wake up. there's a thing on arvus mentioned by the locals called a "sleeping sickness" where people will fall asleep for a few days, sometimes longer, but will wake up. its magical in cause, the people afflicted by it have horrific nightmares, and its just kinda. a thing. wowza

(i have gone back to spelling yrel's name as yrel bc i think it looks nice)

OH HEY SOMEONE POSTED A THEORY ON ONE OF MY STICKMOLUS ANIMATIONS man i should get back to stickmolus sometime. once dsmp releases its awful grip on me.

i keep getting distracted by seeing myself in the camera preview. i have a tooth gap! what the fuck its cute?? K I KNOW WE'RE SUPER BLURRY IN FRONT RN BUT PLEASE HELP ME STAY FOCUSED I SWEAR -leo

we're gonna build a sled! to put taure on. thorne: i have a good strength score. ....i say, out loud charlie: i am four feet tall. [cue argument between thorne & sieron about them both being horcs but sieron has a +0 bc strength is his dump stat] OH, OKAY, THORNE ROLLED A NAT20 TO CARRY TAURE. NICE

[discussion about what to tell everyone at camp vengenace] thorne: the last thing we need to do is a witch hunt charlie: --and we already hunted the witch! the witch has been hunted.

time to discuss strategy! we need to figure out how to head back to camp vengeance, eg if we want to follow the path we already took or if we wanna do some trailblazing. looks like we're gonna try and take the most direct path! which means we'll prolly risk tangoing with some undead but im willing to risk it TINY HUT STAIRCASE sorry i just remember it now and then

nyx: [meowing at his cats] thorne: uh... why is silje meowing? jorb: silje's food bowl is empty jorb: you look at silje's food bowl and there's a divot in the middle and the food is all on the sides emotionally, we must bully the catboy silje saw something interesting and started meowing

thorne: ill take first watch silje: ill also take first watch. charlie: [quietly] gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy (but, like, extended for 15 seconds)

silje: [takes watch] [rolls a nat1 and gets distracted by looking at his crush]

THORNE HAS LOCATED A DOG the dog does not give a shit about the tiny hut. THE DOG HAS PEED ON THE TINY HUT goodbye dog

EVERYONE IS ROLLING AT LEAST 1 NAT1 thorne: wow! that sure is a dog. thorne has drawn the worst possible dog. thorne has erased the worst possible dog. we dont speak of the worst possible dog its the dog version of honse. DONSE

sieron is now on watch! MAN we are havin trouble rolling today. at least kali's here to make sure sieron doesnt stare at a rock for 50000 years sieron sees a mouse! bottom text

charlie is now on watch! kali is havin a big ol thonk. nothing meaningful has come of this

i am perceiving some deer. sieron is not perceiving some deer. silje is perceiving some deer, but better the deer are fucked up and undead! silje has gone from "we should hunt these deer for food" to "we should hunt these deer for sport"

charlie: i do not feel like being jumped by five thousand skeletons

charlie takes first watch with sieron! WHY ARE OUR ROLLS SO TERRIBLE taure is super cursed right now. that's not very pog charlie: this place sucks. thorne: to be fair, we havent-- charlie: YOU'RE ASLEEP, SHUT UP

oh hey coolname galvanic finally partied. nice.

thorne is at watch! solar: hey, is leomund's tiny hut an orb? there's a critter digging around! AH, THE CRITTER IS UNDEAD. this could be a problem

solar: hey michael, how much does the horrific sin against god dog i drew look like this creature michael: [dice roll noises] about 50%.

michael: if anyone likes, they can make a nature check-- solar: ME MEMEMEMEME ME ME ME

its a bulette! aka a land shark. problem: they are not normally undead. this one is undead.

jorb: imagine if you could tame one of those and use it as a mount. leo: IT WOULD JUST DIG UNDERGROUND AND LEAVE YOU THERE

we are just calling it a weird dog

we're going to mail a letter to the heart of arvus. HEY, CHECK OUT THIS WEIRD DOG,

JORB FOUND ART OF A BABY BULETTE. WEIRD PUPPY!

solar: hey guys, check out this sick art of a bulette i found

silje kept a lookout for the weird dog but its just fucked off. goodbye, weird dog give it up for day 3!

man there's been like, three incinerations today in blaseball. what's up with that. I SWEAR IM MOSTLY PAYING ATTENTION its just been an eventful day in blaseball. also im wearing my garages bomber rn. jaylen is home wooOOOO the wind smells stinky. this is fine.

we're actively avoiding whatever combat michael keeps nudging at us bc we're carrying around an unconscious person and i SWEAR hes gonna throw something directly at us once he's done with our shenanigans

UHH MICHAEL ASKING FOR PASSIVE PERCEPTION LOL

huh. this place used to be inhabited? we're in the woods rn but there's some like, stone ruins? like, VERY ruins. like, not really any structures standing, but enough evidence to show there Were things. WE FOUND A STATUE charlie: i want to smash my face against the lore.

used to be a circle of standing stones, but most of em fell over or got overgrown. inside of the circle has been cleared, although v roughly-- ground's torn up statue is of fjolnir! warrior holding up a spear and shield. AH, THERE ARE CORPSES, a human got REAL fucked up here. one of the corpses is straight up impaled on fjolnir's spear. n ... not pog.

i am trying so, so hard to pay attention. but i also kinda wanna take a nap.

charlie: [stares at statue] [rolls a 4] i wonder if he had a dick.

okay so something rolled in, tore up the overgrowth inside the circle, and murdered a couple dudes. and was also super tall and human-adjacent. hrm.

oh my god why are we rolling so shit today. time to stealth away and hope we dont get casually dismembered

k: jorb's hair is so long... leo: K, PLEASE,

time for a break! i am very tired but im gonan see if i can push through a little further. nyx is petting his cat why do orangatangs look like that

first watch is thorne and sieron! have they even, like, talked thorne unhabby ): thorne's worried we were tresspassing when checking out the statue, meanwhile im thinking about that one time when sieron got bit by a groundhog

(oh my god this is from late 2018)

leomund's tiny hut, aka the anti-sea bear circle we are getting SO much mileage out of the tiny hut. SILJE HUMS A SONG WITH KALI cute........... FINALLY I HAVE ROLLED ABOVE A 14 wait no i rolled a 16 twice. anyway we are not dead

nearly at camp vengenace! boy howdy i hope camp vengeance didnt get burned down. AH FUCK TAURE IS UNCONSCIOUS SO WE CANT CAST FOR DETECT POISON kaepora nearly made us all shit ourselves but its okay he just saw some bison and thought it was cool Michael Is Consulting Several Tables

WHY DOES JORB'S CAMERA ZOOM LIKE THAT why am i hungry. i have so many questions

HEY, TALL GUY [smacks sieron]

camp vengeance looks better! like, nobody's Obviously Sick anymore, the medical tents arent overfilled, we did it! we saved the dayyyyyy time to report to ryder! taure's getting dropped off at the medical tent

man remember when charlie didnt wear pants

oh man, with taure unconscious charlie is now taking point with social interaction. wild. jk im making jorb do it bc im tired HAHA NAT 20 PERSUASION BC OF ME HELPIN SIERON man ryder is such a cock. he was totally ready to keep throwing troops at heaven's brazier to die until we managed to persuade him out of it. jorb: did we tell ryder about the vision? michael: you kinda just took a look at him and went STINKY BOY!

okay yeah anything that dies on arvus will just pop back up as undead. man, arvus sucks.

ryder: alright, dismissed. charlie: seeya, soldier boy! :D hahahahaha im gonna eat his knees.

SILJE NEEDS ENRICHMENT IN HIS ENCLOSURE

charlie: ive decided he sucks. silje: we've already arrived to that, you're late!

LMAO WE WALKED IN ON INGRID AND HER CRUSH they fuckin. nice. you go, you funky lesbian

jorb: we've got the tiny hut, we could go anywhere leo: we could go to SPACE! nyx: we could not go to space. leo: WITH A TINY HUT STAIRCASE, WE CAN,

we are 320 miles away from the spaceship that exists on arvus. nice.

michael: justin sees you-- roll a strength saving throw. leo: i cant wait to die! [rolls a 3] I AM CRUSHED BY MY DOG michael: he rolled a nat20.

BOSS ENCOUNTER: CHARLIE'S DOG (the small circle next to him is one of the medical tents.)

THORNE IS PACT OF THE GUN solar: PARRY THIS, YOU FUCKING CASUAL

sieron, to ingrid: seems like youve been doing well charlie: i punch sieron. sieron: sieron: the camp, of course.

man we have no idea if the heart of arvus is actually related to the prophecy or not. theres a Lot of stuff lining up, but not enough, and its hard to say how much of it couldve been literal?

solar & michael: [discussing exposition] me: [cracking up bc penn sent me a funny dsmp joke]

prophecies are weird.

charlie is just s she is just sitting here SILJE PLAYED CARDS REALLY GOOD AT ME nyx rolled a nat20 and took all my money

oh cool we can talk to yrel telepathically! time to hoist yrel. THIS IS SO SCUFFED thorne mentioned yrel and now we're trying to explain to ingrid that we have a magic talking snake charlie: I WANT TO GO HOME. thorne: we cant go, we have a GOD-KING to kill! "i think theyre insane, theyre talking to a snake" "ingrid, druids exist" "oh. im gonna go back to getting railed by my 7 foot tall girlfriend"

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Home - Part 2

To say the girls loved their matching PJ's and the idea of movie night was an understatement, they loved it even more when they saw me wearing the same....It was the cutest thing ever.

We had already watched Frozen and now they wanted to watch The Little Mermaid, god this used to be my favourite as a kid! So now i was snuggled on the sofa under a chunky blanket with Brook and Allie singing along with the movie, Rosie had been fast asleep in the arm chair since halfway through Frozen.

"Knock knock!" Came the now familiar sound of Steve's voice, it made me jump at first but once i realised it was him i turned and smiled.

"Hey Steve, what you doing here?"

"Well i came to see James but I'm guessing his working late?"

"Yeah, he asked me to stay with the girls tonight. He doesn't know what time he'll be back"

"Right.... and hey! Am i getting no hugs from my girls?"

"We're comfy uncle Steve" Brooke moaned as she cuddled up to me more under the blanket.

"We watching The Little Mermaid!" Allie said not taking her eyes of the TV.

"What? The Little Mermaid?? Thats my favourite! Can i stay and watch too?"

"Yeah! You can sit next to me" Brook lifted the edge of the blanket for him and he quickly settled in next to her.

"Are you guys wearing matching PJs?? Thats so cool!! I want some!" Steve laughed looking over at me.

"I dont think they do them in your size Steve" i laughed shaking my head at this huge man wanting to wear pink unicorn pj's!

"Well thats not fair!"

"Shhhh watch the movie uncle Steve!" Allie suddenly said leaning forward to look at him.

"Sorry sweetheart I'm gonna shut up now" he sniggered settling in to watch the movie.

After the movie finished, to which Steve sang along with us! The girls wanted to make a fort!

"Girls you should be going to bed its getting late"

"Please Y/N" they both said jumping up and down infront of me.

"Come on Y/N" Steve added leaning against the door frame "how can you say no to that?"

"Fine! But uncle Steve can help because I'm terrible at making forts"

"Well its a good job I'm great at making forts!"

"Fine, you make the fort and i'll make the hot chocolate"

"Deal" he beamed before leaving the room in search for what he needed.

When i came back in Steve had thrown some blankets over the back of the sofa and a couple of dining room chairs, cushions scattered on the floor.

"Tada!" He held his arms out looking pleased with his work.'

"Cute, gotta be honest uncle Steve i was expecting a little more from you" i teased placing the hot chocolate down on the table.

"Ouch you hurt me!"

"Sorry" i laughed at him trying to look like he was hurt by my comment.

"Come on!!" Allie said excitedly grabbing my hand and pulling me with her into the fort.

"Okay okay I'm coming"

"You come too Uncle Stevie!"

Steve cleared his throat and made his way over as well, i could have sworn i saw a slight blush on his cheeks.

"Well this is pretty great Steve i have to admit" i turned to him and smiled.

"Thank you, i worked with what i had"

"You know they wont wanna take this down right? Im sure James wont be too happy with a fort in his living room full time"

"He'll love it dont worry, as long as his girls are happy he wont mind"

"Im blaming you if he gets mad" i nudged him playfully.

"Oh i see how it is, throw me to the wolves huh?"

"His your best friend, I'm sure you can get away with it"

"Y/N?" Allie asked suddenly looking up at me with big blue eyes that were exactly like her dads.

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Do you live with us now?"

"No, i just look after you while your daddy works"

"Oh. So where do you live?"

"I live in a farm house not far from here"

"A farm?? Are there animals there??"

"Erm, well i dont have any but the field at the back of my house has some horses"

"Wow! Can i see them?"

"I'll have to check with your dad first"

"If he says yes we can see them though?" Brooke asked looking excited.

"Sure, but only if your dad says its okay"

"Like he could say no to you" Steve teased earning himself another nudge to his side.

"Ow!"

"As if that hurt you big baby" i chuckled before crawling out if the fort to get the hot chocolate. As i turned to hand out the mugs i saw James standing in the doorway looking amused.

"Hi" he smiled as he dropped his briefcase and jacket on the chair.

"Hi.... sorry about the mess the girls wanted to build a fort"

"Its fine, you did good"

"Actually i didnt" i nodded towards the opening and James looked in laughing when he saw Steve inside with the girls.

"I thought no boys were allowed?"

"Im not sure Steve counts..... he wanted matching unicorn pjs too"

"Y/N that was supposed to be a secret! Im gonna loose all my street cred now"

"Like you had any to start with punk" James replied grinning at his friend.

"Would you like some hot chocolate James?"

"Id love some"

"Here you have this one and i'll go make another batch real quick" i handed him the mug that was meant to be mine.

"Are you sure...."

"Yeah its no problem, you should check out the fort too" i laughed before heading to kitchen.

Not long after the hot chocolate the girls were fast asleep. James carried Allie up to bed while Steve took Brook leaving me with Rosie. I was the first one back downstairs and thought id start cleaning up the living room before heading to bed.

"Hey leave that, i'll sort it out in the morning" James said from behind.

"Its fine i dont mind"

"Just leave it, have a beer with us" he held out a bottle to me as he and Steve came in "you deserve it".

"Okay, thanks" i accepted the beer and went to sit on the sofa under the blanket again.

"So you and the girls have a good night?" James asked sitting on the opposite end of the sofa, Steve had already taken the arm chair.

"It was great Buck, you really missed out" Steve answered before i could making us laugh.

"Why are you even here?"

"I was bored so i thought id come see my oldest friend, but you were working so i stayed for movie night"

"Couldn't turn down The Little Mermaid could ya Steve" i chuckled taking a swig of beer.

"The Little Mermaid? Again Steve really?"

"Hey Ariel's hot!"

"Rightttt" James rolled his eyes at Steve before looking over at me shaking his head "how about you Y/N? You have a good night looking after four kids?"

"They were good as gold"

"The matching PJ's are cute, bet the girls loved that"

"Yeah they were a little excited, i just thought it'd be nice"

"It was" he nodded and smiling "thank you, for everything"

I shrugged feeling myself blush a little at his praise "its not a problem"

"What am i missing?" Steve asked suddenly looking between James and me.

"Y/N had a run in with Ms Harper at the school about what Allie was wearing"

"Urghh that woman is the devil I'm telling you! Your lucky you turned her down man"

"Wait....." i sat up turning to look at James better "Ms Harper asked you out?"

"God Steve! Why did you have to bring that up?" He moaned "yeah she asked a few times and i said no"

"Well that kinda makes a bit more sense" i muttered.

"What do you mean?"

"Ms Harper is being a jealous bitch and taking it out on Allie" both of them just looked at me with confusion clear on their faces "She kept calling me Mrs Barnes...."

"Oh!" James said wide eyed getting what i meant.

“Haha! thats brilliant Buck! Ms Harper is being a complete bitch because she thinks you run off and got married and she’s lost her shot at you!” Steve roared with laughter.

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Like Father Like Daughter - Part 5

dewey finn x stark!daughter reader

Hello all! So here we have part 5 of this lil dewey finn x stark!daughter series! i like this chapter better than the last one and it’s kinda sweet so yeah! this chapter is a continuation from the last and finally we get some happiness yeaayy! let me know if it was ok!

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warnings: angst, drinking, swearing, lil bit of fluff

The kiss was intense. The kind that leaves you bewildered, forgetting where you are… the only thing you can concentrate on is the rhythmic movement of two. Your hands were in his hair, and his around your waist. What was going on? He tasted like tequila. It tasted good. Familiar almost. But you could tell he was drunk.

You had pulled away from him, lips lingering, ghosting over one another. “I can’t believe I found you” you fluttered. Dewey was less than coherent. He’d had way too much to drink and you tell by the way his eyes were glassy, and lazy. His movements were stumbled, and uncoordinated.

Suddenly Dewey’s hands slowly dropped away from holding you and he stepped back slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, looking at you coldly. “y-you used me” he slurred, the hurt creeping out in his voice, and visible in his expression.  Guilt crept up in you, filling your whole being. “Dewey I’m sorry” you pleaded, but he shook his head, his eyes glistening with threatening tears as he realised who you were. The girl who crushed him. The girl he couldn’t get his mind off of. The girl who broke him. “y-you have no idea w-what you’ve done t-to me” he was crumbling.

You grabbed his hand “Dewey listen I really am sorry- I’ve changed!”. Dewey pulled his hand from yours. “you were like, th-the girl of my dreams. So smr-art, pretty, and this co-ol rock chick- but yo-you used me”. Ouch. That hurt. You could feel embarrassment and shame in the pit of your stomach, your insecurities creeping back up and spinning in your head. Tears threatened to spill. You didn’t need this right now. You were getting better. Trying. But that person was you at one point, you had done that so many times to different boys, but not Dewey. He was different. The only one who was different, and you ruined it. You looked into his eyes, and for a split second he looked back but shifted them to the side, crushed. He was too drunk to understand your apology, and he was too hurt. You know what they say, a drunk mouth speaks a sober mind. He couldn’t even pretend to be ok.

Maybe you should just get him back to his friends and you could phone your dad to pick you up. A tear escaped your eye, and you wiped it away as soon as it spilled “where are your friends Dewey?”. He shrugged, too drunk to know or care. “mm going to get an-nother drink” he stumbled to the bar. You followed him, not wanting him to get left alone. Dewey sniffled. Ordering another three tequila shots. You had no idea who his friends even were, or what they looked like. You lay your elbows on the bar and put your head in your hands, not knowing what to do.

Dewey slammed back another three tequila shots. He was about to order another three when suddenly the lights came on and everyone was being ushered out. Where the hell were your friends never mind Dewey’s? was it really half 3 already? Dewey was stumbling behind you as you were pretty much pushed out the door. Fuck what were you going to do? Once you were outside, Dewey had leaned against the wall, sliding down it to sit on the ground. He put his head in his hands “imma be sii-ick”. Fuck. “no Dewey your fine.. your fine!” you knelt next to him and rubbed his back. “where do you stay Dewey? Where’s your apartment?” you tried to encourage him, but he simply moaned in reply. he was way too fucked to be left himself. What if he got lost? What if he choked on his vomit in his sleep? You couldn’t leave him. “w-why am I so stupid” Dewey cursed himself, his hands running through his hair, head between his legs, trying not to vomit. You felt terrible, having no idea the effects that night had on him. Tears pouring down your face you took out your phone and started to phone your dad. Dewey would just have to come and stay at Stark tower. You couldn’t leave him here in the cold.

Pacing the pavement where Dewey was sat, you kept looking down the street, waiting to see that black merc pull up. It only took Tony roughly 6 minutes to get here in that thing. C’mon, C’mon… Finally! The sweet purring of the merc’s engine came roaring up the street and rolled up next to you on the pavement. You had yet to tell your dad about Dewey.

“right hon, get in, how was your night?” Tony rolled down his window, looking at you, your arms folded, trying to stay warm. “uhhmmm” you replied, moving to the side so Tony could see Dewey sitting on the ground, head in his hands. Tony squinted his eyes, before realising what was going on “oh you’ve got to be kidding me, nuh-uh, y/n- no!”.

You rolled your eyes, “dad listen to me, he’s fucked up, I don’t know where his friends are, or where he lives? And I can’t just leave him here!”. Tony sighed “I thought we were over picking up strays? get in”. He revved the engine.

You huffed, “dad, how would you feel if someone left me on the pavement like that?”. Tony looked at you, then at Dewey. “fine, get him in the car, but he’s sleeping in the guest room”. you grinned and kissed your dad on the cheek, “see, Tony Stark does have a heart”.

* * * * *

Dewey had no idea where he was. This was probably the most drunk he had ever been. He just wanted to sleep, and forget the world. “w-where am I” he slurred as you and Tony took him into Stark Tower, you had one of his arms over your shoulders and Tony had the other. You were now completely sober. Dewey was not.

“it’s fine dude you’re doing great” you assured him. you had attempted to push your feelings to the back of your mind. You didn’t need your dad to see you upset again. “yikes if anyone heard this they’d think we trying to kidnap and murder the guy ‘you’re doing great’?” Tony joked. You forced a small laugh. You still felt guilty. Poor Dewey.

As you approached the lounge, Dewey realised where he was. “oh my god, this is the cool place with all the g-guitars!” he pointed to the guitars in awe. You laughed lightly. Dewey suddenly looked up at Tony. “and h-hey! Its i-ironm-man!”. Tony rolled his eyes. “hey hey, if ironm-man and the silver surr-fing dude teamed up guess w-what they’d be?” Tony sighed. “they’d be alloys” Dewey killed himself laughing. Tony let his arm go “yep never heard that one”. Tony looked at you “where’d you find these guys?”. You smirked at him.

“right, I’ll make you both a coffee and I’ll bring him some water aswell”. You nodded, still holding Dewey. “ugh dad about him sleeping in the guest ro-“ tony cut you off. “yeah no you can put him in your room, but you have to keep an eye on him y/n. We don’t need a corpse on our hand. Just make sure he lies on his side.”

“she’s got eyes, of the bluest skies and if they thought of rain…” Dewey began to sing to himself as he put his head on your shoulder, his eyes closing with tiredness. You smiled at him sadly. “I better get him laid down and to sleep” you looked at your dad sighing. “at least he’s got a good music taste” Tony joked. You scoffed “you’re not wrong there”. “I never am sweetie” Tony winked.

You were about to take Dewey to your room before you turned to your dad “hey dad, do you think you could grab a bottle of mum’s secret hang over cure for our new buddy?”. Tony pretended to act shocked “you’re willing to give up some of our secret stash for a stranger?” you giggled. “This guy’s no stranger dad. He’s different. Trust me. You would love him. Mum would have as well.” You looked down.

Tony felt his eyes water, but he had to keep his cool in front of his daughter. He hadn’t heard you talk about someone like that ever. It warmed him because maybe this meant you were finally getting better. “sure thing kiddo, I’ll leave it on the bed side table. I’ll maybe even be so kind as to leave you a bottle there aswell.” he smiled. “thanks dad”. Dewey was just about sleeping on your shoulder, still mumbling the words to Sweet Child of Mine.

When you eventually got Dewey to your room he lay on the bed and began to fall asleep. You had managed to get his shoes off and his trousers as you decided that was best. Your dad came in and left the goods on the coffee table, handing you your mug. Dewey was passed out on the bed. “enjoy babysitting” your dad joked as he left the room.

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For the most part it was fine. Until around 5:30 when Dewey suddenly jerked his head up “im going to be sick”. You had been scrolling through your phone but jumped into action when he startled you. “here follow me” you got up off the bed, but Dewey fell as he tried to get up “ow”. You rushed over to him and pulled him up “where the fuck am i-“ Dewey almost threw up. You rushed him to the bathroom where he fell to his knees and vomited in the toilet. You rubbed his back “it’s ok, you’ll be ok”.

Dewey sat up and leaned against the bath. He looked up at who he was with and his heart sunk. What the fuck was he doing here? “wait.. wait I don’t understand, how did I get here?” he began to panic. “hey listen it’s fine, I bumped into you in the bar tonight and you were too wrecked to be left yourself”. Dewey started talking to himself “what’ve I done? Why did I do this? what does wrecked mean?” you looked at him and furrowed your eyebrows, confused.

“listen Dewey, I don’t know if this is the best time to tell you this but I wanted to apol-“ he cut you off “wait did we have sex?” he was still panicking. Had he made the same mistake again? “ugh, no I wouldn’t do that to you, I don’t want to hurt you-“ “hurt me?” he cut you off again. “it’s a bit late for that.” All you could feel was the shame and guilt in the pit of your stomach.

Dewey felt embarrassed, but he had to let out how he was feeling. Although, all he could think about was how beautiful you looked in your over sized t shirt and bed head.

“you really hurt me y/n”. you looked down and fiddled with the hem of your t-shirt. “I know Dewey, I know. And I really can’t apologise enough for it. I really was a dick. I had so many issues that I hadn’t dealt with and it really turned me into a mean person. But I really didn’t mean for you to get hurt…” you looked up at him with tears in your eyes. “I really didn’t. you were this new hope when I met you that night. Like no one I’d ever come across before. This beacon of light. And.. and I ruined it and for that I’m so, so, sorry Dewey.” Your eyes darted back down “and I totally understand if you wanna get up and leave and never see me again-“ suddenly Dewey grabbed your hand. Your breath hitched in the midst of your tears and you looked up at him.

“never see you again? y/n you’re the only thing I’ve been able to think about for the past four months. sure you hurt me, and it’s taken its toll on me.. but you had a beautiful soul. I just kept thinking that maybe I had brought out another part of you.. maybe there was someone under that charade.. because she would be a beautiful person.” He looked into your eyes, sympathetically. Dewey knew that there was more than what he had scratched on the surface. He didn’t tell you that, but he knew it. And he knew that when it was stripped away, someone truly amazing was there and waiting.

“I really am trying to fix myself, I promise. I’m not how I used to be. I’ve stopped going out as much, I take better care of myself.. I thought I was fixed until I bumped into you tonight and I realised that there was something missing.” Dewey smiled at you sweetly and wiped the tear from your face. He wasn’t sure if he was still drunk and was half dreaming this, or if he would feel different in the morning.. but right now he didn’t care. The thing he had been thinking about for four months was sat in front of him.

“you know, my mum used to have this saying ‘wits fur ye’ll no go by ye’ and it means, things that are meant to be, won’t pass by you.. and it’s how I feel when I’m with you Dewey…”. You looked him in the eyes and he looked back, adoringly. Dewey went to kiss you, was he still drunk? Or was this is heart talking, stuffing his mind with a sock in its mouth. But you pulled away “no.. I don’t want you to think I’m the same person I was.. I want to do this properly.” you exclaimed. Dewey looked up at you and raised his eyebrows, smiling. It was probably the only time he would ever be happy being rejected from a kiss.

You stand up, and pull him up with you. “c’mon, lets head to bed.. we can talk more in the morning when I’m sure you aren’t still drunk” you laugh lightly. Dewey smiles and follows you to the bed. In the beginning, you both lay on separate sides of the bed, but insecurities begin to creep in. “thank you for bringing me in.. and I’m sorry you had to deal with me..” Dewey admitted as he fiddled with the bed sheets. You turned to face him, “don’t be sorry, I’m just glad I found you and you didn’t end up on your own”.

The atmosphere was comfortable. It felt as if you had known one another for a long time. “I just.. I just feel like sometimes I’m not good enough…” Dewey opened up. Your heart broke. You knew exactly how this felt and it was a nasty, cold thought that haunted the majority of your life. You opened your arms out and welcomed Dewey into your embrace “come rest your bones next to me”. He looked over at you, and slowly moved over to you. You put your arms around his neck and he around your waist. You squeezed him tight. “everything will be ok.. if you wanna talk, I’m here. It’s what the wee hours are for”. Dewey furrowed his eyebrows “where the hell do you get your phrases? Wee hours? Come rest your bones next to me? What was the one earlier?... Wits fur ye…” you chuckled, “wits fur ye’ll no go by ye?” you finished. Dewey laughed “yeah those ones”.

You sighed heavily “they actually come from my mum.. she was Scottish…”.

(Fun Fact, I am actually Scottish!!)

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[dorkzrul]

When I met my Date on Another Date

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. (This applies for all chapters)

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Chapter 1

She had been waiting for almost an hour now. “Ma’am, are you sure you don’t want to order?”, asked the impatient waitress. “Yes i’m sure. I think i’ll wait just a little longer.”, Annabeth responded. “Suit yourself, but I really don’t think he’s coming!” How dare that waitress. She had a good mind to call the manager and report her waitress for being rude to a customer. She sighed, it was useless. And besides, she was probably right. Lately, she had seen Luke getting more and more distant and had suspected that something was up, but when she asked him he only got mad and accused her of not trusting him. That's when she definitely knew something was up because due to her past, trust had always been a rather fragile subject with her. Everyone in her family who she had trusted had left her and Luke had promised that he’d never leave her. He was the first person she’d trusted since the accident, when her mom died. The Luke she knew would never have said something like that to her. But she had never thought that it had been bad enough for him to miss their anniversary dinner! Had he forgotten?

She was just about to get up and leave when someone sat down in the seat across from her. “Sorry, i'm late. Traffic was terrible today.”, he announced loudly, gaining the attention of several people around, as well as that rude waitress. “Um, who ar-” “Just go with it”, he whispered, cutting her off, “I don't know who you’re waiting for, but whoever stood you up is a jerk”. She was about to retort that he knew absolutely nothing but kept her mouth shut. Instead, she turned to glare at him and was momentarily stunned. The man was probably around her age, with tousled, jet-black hair, beautiful sea-green eyes and tan skin. He was wearing a dark green shirt and balck trousers and looked simply heavenly. She forced herself to look away, just as he whispered, “Wanna get out of here?” She nodded, Luke definitely wasn’t coming and what was the harm in going out with a cute stranger she just met. Wait, WHAT?! What was happening to her. Firstly, she HAD a boyfriend, she couldn’t think other guys were cute! Plus, he was a complete stranger! He could be a serial killer for all she knew, she wasn’t going to go with him! “Um, sorry. I can’t”, she told him. He shrugged, “Suit yourself”, just thought you’d want to get away from all the people looking at us weird. I could drop you to your car and then you’ll be done for the night. She felt her face redden. Of course he didn’t want to go somewhere with her, he just wanted to get away. In fact, someone like him probably had a girlfriend, maybe an adorable redhead with freckles all over her face and green eyes like him. Maybe she was British and said his name in a cute little accent, she felt sick at the thought. Wait, what was she thinking? She didn’t care! She had a boyfriend of her own, one who loved her very much… though clearly not enough to remember their anniversary.

“Yeah, sure”, she quickly responded before her thoughts could get any worse. They walked outside, an awkward silence between them. “Oh um I came here by cab. I didn’t bring my car”, she quietly said, breaking the silence. “I could call a cab for you, or I could drop you off in my car if you like”, said the stranger. She had to stop calling him stranger! He had helped her out of such an awkward situation and she didn’t even know his name! “Im Annabeth, by the way. Thanks for helping me out there”, she stuck her hand out for him to shake. “Percy, and no problem”, he said, shaking her hand with a crooked grin on that face. Oh the things that smile did to her… STOP IT! She mentally chided herself. Then she realised she was still holding his hand and quickly let go, blushing. “Um, you don’t need to go to that trouble of dropping me”, she said. “Oh it's no trouble! I live on 3rd street, I could drop you along the way if you live that way” He literally just gave his address to a stranger, what was wrong with this guy, she thought. What if she had been some sort of crazy stalker? But it would be a great help if he could drop her off and she lived there too. So she found herself doing the unthinkable, giving her address to a stranger, hopping into their car and driving to her apartment where she lived. “Oh, I live along 3rd street too” “Great, i’ll drop you then”, he gave her another grin and she felt her knees weaken.

They climbed into his car, a dark blue Lamborghini Huracán. He was rich! It was approximately a twenty minute drive there. He turned onto the street and an awkward silence filled the car. “So, Annabeth, were you meeting your boyfriend at the restaurant back there today?” He was just a stranger, yet somehow she felt like she could trust him and had the urge to tell him everything. It was okay, she reasoned with herself, he was just a stranger that she would probably never see again after today and thus it didn't matter if she said anything or not. “Yes, yes i was supposed to see my boyfriend. It’s our one year anniversary.” “Oh”, he raised an eyebrow, “He missed your anniversary?” “I’m sure there’s a valid reason!” she said defensively. “Never said there wasn’t. But he shouldn’t have stood you up like that. If he couldn’t make it he should have told you.” She sighed “You’re right” He looked surprised. “Damn right I am!” They laughed loudly. That was just what she had needed after such a night! “This may come out wrong but I’m honestly kinda glad he stood you up” “What?!?!” “If he hadn’t, I would never have met you. You seem like a cool person” “Oh...thanks”, she mumbled, blushing. “Hey, wanna go out for coffee sometime?” He asked, it seemed like he was nervous. “Not like a date, just as friends.”, he quickly added. She giggled (What was wrong with her? She never giggled!), he looked cute all flustered like that. “Sure. I would love to!” He grinned, “Great! Here’s my number.” He dictated it as she put it into her phone and saved it as Percy (Restaurant Guy). “Text me”, he said, still grinning hugely. She nodded, blushing.

He dropped her off at her building with a quick wave and she noticed that he lived just two buildings down. She entered her flat, thinking of all that had just happened. Luke had stood her up, a stranger had come to save her, she’d gotten into his car and had him drop her (hence giving away her address), she’d told him all about her and Luke and she’d saved his number in his phone and had promised to text him (and she was going to make good on the promise). Yep, something had definitely come over her. As soon as she had taken off her shoes, she plopped onto the couch and called Luke. But her call went straight to voicemail. She decided that they should talk in person about this and simply left a message asking him to come over whenever he could. Then, she texted Percy.

Annabeth Chase: Hey, this is Annabeth!

He responded within a couple of minutes.

Percy Jackson: Hey :)

Annabeth Chase: So...

Percy Jackson: So… tomorrow?

Annabeth Chase: Tomorrow? What?

Percy Jackson: R coffee d8, Chase! Forgotten already? :p

Annabeth Chase: Of course not! I just didn’t think it would be this soon!

Percy Jackson: Is tom not good 4 u?

Annabeth Chase: I am free tomorrow, but…

Percy Jackson: If ur free then lets do it! If not then mayb some other time…

She was glad he wasn’t pushing to come tomorrow or to tell him why she couldn’t make it. Luke would have done that… He always got upset if she couldn’t make it and always wanted to know where she was. She didn’t mind too much because there shouldn’t be any secrets between them, but the way he said it made it seem like he didn’t trust her.

Annabeth Chase: How about the day after? I’m with Luke tomorrow.

Percy Jackson: Sure! Grt so uk that lil cafe called “Cafe Coffee”? Lets meet there tomorrow at 4? K?

Annabeth Chase: Sure!

Percy Jackson: Its a date!

She stared at her phone, wondering if she should correct him. On one hand, she was pretty sure by “date” he only meant one between friends (gosh, she barely knew him for an hour and they were friends now?!), but if she didn’t correct him it might seem, just a tiny bit, like it was a date. What if Luke saw the text? But on the other, she couldn’t ignore the slight thrill that went down her spine when she read those three words. “Its a date!”

NO! What was she thinking?! She was a taken woman! She loved Luke and would never cheat on him! They loved each other very much and would never cheat on each other! Right? She couldn’t deny the fact that it had crossed her mind recently that Luke was cheating. She had instantly dismissed the idea but now that she actually thought about it, all the signs were there. He wasn’t responding to her calls or texts, he had gotten furious when he saw her scrolling through his phone (she had only been looking for a picture she’d taken on his phone, why had he gotten so mad? Did he have something to hide?) and he stood her up on their Anniversary (without a phone call or a text message to say that he was busy or to wish her. Had he forgotten? Or did he just not care?). Was he cheating on her? He probably wasn't; she was just being paranoid now. She put her phone down and lay down on the bed, eventually falling asleep with these thoughts pushed to the back of her head.

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Hi! I’m Dorkzrul n I hope u enjoyed this fic (My first chapter fic)!!! I’d love to hear any feedback and/or constructive criticism and thank you so much for taking the time to read this!!! The next chapter will probably be out in a week. I don’t have a tag list cus I don’t think that many people will even read this but even if one person wants to be tagged, just let me know 😊

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