#wanted to get it done for my birthday but. ehh

[acaesic]

dally!

#sorry that caption feels appropriate #dallon weekes #idkhow #my art #:) <3 #wanted to get it done for my birthday but. ehh #gonna post it on ig and tag him. im so fuckign scared #its not. super polished #if you take a look at his shirt its um yea #lets not focus on that rn……. #also a question for the 2 people that will read this — if this drawing were a gloom song which one would it be ?? #i want a song to post it with for the. ig post IM SO SCARED

[wordsarelife]

ballad of a homeschooled girl

pairing: jj maybank x fem!kook!reader

summary: social cues and parties were a new thing for you, luckily you met the party king right away

warnings: underage drinking, accidentally outing someone (to one person), awkwardness, lmk if i missed anything

a/n: ahhh i’m so excited to post the first fic!!! i decided to give this a happy ending ;)

you were sitting on a couch in a room full of people, a few too many people in your opinion, but who would’ve interested that?

you scrambled onto your feet as a kissing couple was making a bee-line to your couch. you pressed your drink to your chest, while your eyes wandered around the room, in search of a new hiding spot— place to sit down.

your eyes landed on another sofa, that was already occupied by one person, but left enough room for you as well.

“jj!” you exclaimed surprised as you stepped closer and noticed the familiar face.

it wasn’t like you and jj were friends, but you were friendly with each other. it seemed that you were the only kook he liked, except for kiara of course.

“hey” jj smiled and held a bottle in your direction

you just raised your cup and he nodded, while he put the bottle back down next to the couch.

“saw you with aaron bryce earlier” jj said after you had sat down

“yeah” you shrugged “thought it be nice to talk with a few people”

“talk?” jj repeated grinning “that was hardcore flirting 101, my friend”

“ehh—no”

“ehh—yes” jj laughed “you know that aaron’s gay, right?”

your eyes wandered away from the blonde boy and to the front of the room. aaron was standing at a window, making out with a boy.

“figured” you smiled awkwardly

“i see you’re not the best at telling those things. i thought it was obvious, but it seems as it wasn’t as much” he shrugged

“this is exactly like when i dated gabe mcallister for a month” your eyes got big and you slapped a hand over your mouth

“don’t worry” jj smiled assuringly “i won’t tell anyone”

“i can’t believe i just outed someone” you made a move to stand up. sheer embarrassment flodding your senses. you had made a fool of you the whole night, might as well go home now. earlier you had been the only one not to get a whole groups inside joke, making you stand out like the queen. after that you had tripped over your own feet and shattered a glass onto the floor and finally the whole aaron thing, after that you had decided to hide out on the empty couch you had sat on, before the kissing couple interfered and you had to leave.

“what are you doing?” jj asked. his hand went to your elbow, as if to hold you in place

“the party is basically done, right?” you motioned around the room. the party was pretty much not done, which seemed to be the exact thing jj tried telling you with only a glance.

“you alright?” he asked

“yeah” you muttered “i’m just not that much fun too be around and the last hour i spend here seems to prove that”

“lucky for you i arrived perfectly late to help you through the rest of the night” he nodded “you don’t want to imagine the state i would be in if i had been on time”

“probably the state i wish i was in right now” you shuddered “i knew parties weren’t my thing, but this.. this is actually worse”

“you want to give up parties completely because you’ve been to one bad one?”

“the first and only” you nodded

“excuse me, did you just say this was your first party.. in like ever?”

“yeah” you shrugged “excluding kids birthday parties”

“how come you’ve never been to any party before?”

“jj, you get the concept of homeschooling right? not really the best opportunity to get invited to anything”

“but you do have friends, yeah?”

“of course” you rolled your eyes “i just don’t like going to parties. but tonight i thought, i should just try it and now it feels like i need to leave the country”

"it can't be that bad" jj shook his head

you send him a challenging look "you see that red stain on the white rug? that was me"

"ehh" he quickly tried to not lose the smile he was giving you "and what if it was your fault? no one will remember that tomorrow"

"topper filmed it"

"he did?" jj asked surprised "what an idiot"

"so" your eyes went to his hand, that was still holding you in place "will you let me leave now?" you asked expectingly

"absolutely not" jj laughed "now we will get waisted"

"what? so that i can embarrass myself even further?"

"no" jj said slowly "if what you said is true and you already embarrassed yourself so much that you should better leave the country, there's not much that can happen now, right? might as well make use of the free alcohol while you're at it"

you sighed. the boy was looking at you like you would be ruining his night if you left now. you shrugged your shoulders in defeat "i guess so"

jj hollered loudly, before he grabbed your cup and filled it up with the bottle that had been standing in front of his feet.

he passed the cup back to you. it was filled to the brim, a few sips went over the edge and landed on your hand. “woah, that’s a bit much isn’t it?”

jj raised his left arm and pointed on an invisible clock. “we started late, so we have to make up for it”

you nodded slowly, before you gently raised the cup, trying not to shower yourself in the liquor, and took a few sips. you grimaced at the bitter taste. “what is that, jj?” you asked “are you trying to poison me”

“straight vodka” jj shrugged

you chocked on your fourth sip. “w-what?” you coughed “are you insane?”

he emptied the rest of the bottle into his own cup. “perfectly sane, baby”

“if i have to go to the hospital for alcohol poisoning, i’m blaming you” you pointed the cup in his direction

“don’t worry if that happens we’re both there” he laughed “and now, drink up. but not too fast”

you spent the next half hour gently sipping on the cup, while you and jj talked with each other. you had never thought you would get along this well. you only knew each other, obviously because you lived on the same island and because he mowed your parents lawn from time to time or fixed your car when there was something wrong with it.

you were a lot more similar than you had initially thought (well, not considering social interactions of course). jj was secretly a fan of taylor swift and you had loved her since you were little. you loved to surf and so did jj. it was funny, every time you found a new thing you both liked, the other couldn’t believe it at first.

finally after another half an hour you both were pretty drunk. you still sat on that same couch, laughing about something jj had just said, without really recoiling what it was.

suddenly teenage dirtbag by wheatus started playing and you grinned at the boy. “that’s my favorite song!”

he smiled, taking your hand in his. “let’s dance then”

you both stood up, stumbling to the middle of the room. you performed a breathtaking dance routine, which mostly consisted of balancing each other out.

you fell back down onto the couch, laughing hysterically. “thank you for tonight” your head was leaning against the leather and you gently turned your head, looking at jj.

jj smiled. “of course”

you had spent another hour just sitting and talking, before jj decided that it was time to go home. he offered to walk you to your house and you agreed.

just before you opened the door, jj behind you, he held you back. “give me your phone"

you raised an eyebrow "why?" you questioned confused

"so i can give you my number, that's alright with you?"

you just shrugged, handing him your unlocked phone without another word of protest

he was silent for a few seconds, before a pityful sigh left his mouth. he held the phone in your direction, the wikihow article on how to start a conversation still opened. "really, y/n?" he presented you with a worried glance

you just laughed. “i’m lucky you saved me”

“yes you are” he muttered, typing his number into the phone, before he gave it back to you. “goodnight, y/n” he pressed a kiss onto your cheek. “don’t forget to call!”

“i won’t” you smiled, watching as the boy walked away, before you closed the door.

#jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank x kook!reader #jj mayback imagine #outer banks #ballad of a homeschooled girl #olivia rodrigo #guts olivia rodrigo #lizzysgutsspecial

[amor-immortalem]

The Price of a Soul

Summary: Solaris wishes he could bring back his mother from the afterlife- that he could right the wrong that he has done. He would give anything to make it happen but what could be worth the price of a soul?  

Word count: 5.1k 

Content warning for: natural disaster, and graphic descriptions of wounds. 

A/N: I wasn’t quite sure how I wanted to format this as I wanted to try to write it like how a debriefing (is that even the right word? Ehh, I don’t know…) would be written detailing the events leading up to and after a natural disaster but I don’t know if I did such a good job at it…. 

This was supposed to be a one shot for Solaris' Birthday but somehow I lost myself in the writing and ended up with this part being 12 pages... oops.

Anyway, as you read, you’ll see the abbreviation btq. It stands for before the quake. Okay bye!  

・・・〆・・・ 

(24 August, 13:59, one week btq) 

“So, you want me to skip the whole back-to-school open house thing and just spend the day with Solaris?” 

“Do you have anything better to do?” The demon quirks a brow, “Aside from sporting events, you’re not allowed at school functions due to your tendency to get yourself into… trouble. I figured this would be a good way to keep you occupied.” 

Azalea thought for a moment. “What’s in it for me? I had plans to try out for the volleyball team this year- maybe branch out from just track and field… tryouts start that day, y’know.” 

“Nothing specifically other than having an opportunity to break your cousin out of his depressive state for the day. It is his birthday, after all,” Lucifer shrugs, “but if you’re so busy I can ask Melissa, Cyrus, Aurelius, or even Zulima to do it instead.” 

“Wait, no, don’t. I’ll do it.” She’s quick to shoot the idea down. “The only time Solaris ever wants to hang out is if he needs to study and doesn’t understand the material. It’ll be a nice change.” 

“You have my gratitude. I tried talking with him myself, but he seemed… disinterested in the conversation.” 

“Yeah, that tracks.” the half-demon sighs as she rubs the back of her neck. “Yer his dad. Some things are just uncomfortable to talk about with your parents. I got a whole bunch of thing I won’t tell mine…” 

“Such as?” Lucifer quirks a brow. 

“N-nothing.” The teen is quick to divert the conversation before it can get her into trouble, “Don’t worry about it. If it were a big deal, I’d have already come to you about it. Anyway, I gotta get going- I’m s’pposed to meet the boys for lunch ‘n I don’t wanna be late. Bye!” 

Azalea’s out the door before Lucifer can even get a word in edgewise. 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 09:00, 11 hours btq) 

The week passes quickly, and the day is finally upon them. Azalea found herself just waiting around in her uncle’s living room for Solaris to show his face for the day. Lucifer had given her his credit card and one sole instruction: Use the card to give his son the best day ever. 

After an hour of waiting, the half-demon is getting irritated and frustrated with just sitting around. She marches her way up to her cousin’s room and kicks open the door. 

“Rise ‘n shine, fucker! We got shit ta do ‘n daylight’s a-wastin’!”  

The sudden commotion frightens the black-and-orange-haired half-demon as he falls from the top of his loft bed, letting out a shriek on the way down. 

The pendant around his neck is now sparking with suppressed demonic magic as Solaris glares up at his older cousin. 

“Azalea, what- and I cannot stress this enough- the fuck?” His glasses are askew on his face. “I was sleeping before you decided to break down my door.” 

“I call bullshit on that. It’s ten in the morning now- you never sleep past seven. Anyway, c’mon, quit yer mopin’ and let’s get moving. Get dressed in something suited for walking. We’re goin’ out. Happy Birthday, by the way.” 

With a few grumbles, Solaris is on his feet. He dusts himself off as Azalea heads back downstairs to give him a little privacy. 

About thirty minutes later, Solaris makes his way downstairs dressed in the most comfortable clothes he owns. 

“Alright, I’m ready. Where are we even going?” There’s a tired irritation in the 16-year-old’s voice. “Wait, did Dad already leave for RAD?” 

“Hmm? Yeah, your old man already took off. Maybe if ya hadn’t been putzin’ around in your room all morning, ya coulda seen ‘im off.” 

“Oh…” Solaris frowns, casting his grey and red eyes downward, “I thought I was supposed to go with him today. It’s the back-to-school event, after all. I was going to get a feel for the campus before classes officially started back…” 

“Ehhh, it ain’t all that special- plus you’ve been to RAD loads of times when you were little.” Azalea sighs. “But if yer that hard pressed to explore the campus, I’ll take ya up there later once the event is over myself.” 

“Don’t worry about it. There’s always another day, I suppose.” Solaris is quick to hide how disappointed he is- how he feels like his father seems to be almost embarrassed to be seen in public with him. 

“Aight,” she slings an arm around the younger teen’s shoulder as she herds him out the door. “Next stop: lunch and then Devil’s Coast!” 

・・・〆・・・ 

31 August, 11:00, 9 hours btq) 

Lunch wasn’t too bad, Solaris thought to himself. He really would have rather stayed in his room feeling sorry for himself all day, however. It didn’t take him long to figure out that his father had asked Azalea to spend the day with him. That she hadn’t done this of her own free will. 

Out of all of his cousins that Lucifer could have chosen, why Azalea specifically? Solaris loves his troublemaking cousin, there’s no doubt about that- in fact, there’s never a dull moment when she’s around- but at the same time he envies her. 

She’s everything he wants to be: Studious, self-assured, confident, strong. She may not see or feel it, but she is highly respected by most of her peers. And most important of all, she’s the pride of the family. And Solaris is… not any of that. The only thing he is a murderer- an embarrassment. 

14 short years ago to this very day, he took the life of his mother and unborn sister with his own claws, rending them to shreds in his father’s absence. Ever since that day, Solaris’ demonic powers have been sealed away by an enchantment his aunt cast on the pendant hanging around neck.  

Why did it have to be her? 

“Solaaaaaris, heeeeyyy,” the boy’s attention is drawn out of his thoughts by Azalea. 

“Sorry- I must’ve zoned out…” is all he weakly mumbles. 

“Man, yer too in your head, y’know that?” Is all the white-and-black haired girl sighs. “This is s’pposed to be a fun day. Don’t spend it stuck in a prison.” 

“You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?” Solaris still doesn’t smile although he appreciates his cousin’s advice all the same. 

“Yeah, I would. I know our situations ain’t the same and it would be wrong to equate them, but I still know what yer feelin’.” 

She really doesn’t 

“Anyway, I already paid for our lunch so let’s move on before Devil’s Coast gets too packed.” 

With a nod from Solaris, the pair make their way to the amusement park. 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 19:30, 1 hour btq) 

The pair of half-demons, with the help of Lucifer’s credit card, had a total blast at Devil’s Coast. There was only one attraction left to hit: The Hall of Mirrors. 

“They say it just reopened after being closed to prep it for Halloween.” Azalea smiles as she and Solaris stand at the entrance. The cousins were both avid fans of horror. “Wonder what kinda theming the park went with this year.” 

A cacophony of blood-curdling screams followed by the sound of howling laughter could be heard coming from inside the building. 

“We’ll just have to check it out for ourselves.” Solaris has the brightest, most genuine smile he’s had on his face all day as his grey-and-red eyes sparkle. “I bet they won’t get us with their tricks, right?” 

“Only one way to find out! And if we get separated, just meet me at the exit” And with that, Azalea is charging into the Hall followed close behind by Solaris. 

It doesn’t take the pair long to get separated, wandering around to dead end after dead end. The mirrors had been enchanted with a spell that mimicked the abilities of a bogeyman.  

Things started off small, each of them facing minor fears as they wandered but it wasn’t until Solaris had nearly gotten to the end of the maze-like structure that he came face to face with his worst nightmare. 

There, standing in the mirror in front of him, was an exact copy of his toddler self on the day his demonic powers fully manifested for the first time, a feral, unthinking look in his grey-and-red eyes, glasses hanging around his neck with the lenses broken out. He’s caked in blood and viscera- horns and wings a disgusting mix of red, black, and brown. 

Behind that was his mother’s lifeless body, deep gashes lined her chest as bone and flesh rose up out of the wounds. Her stomach absolutely eviscerated as blood hemorrhages from all the wounds.  

The way her lifeless grey eyes stare deep into Solaris’ soul makes his stomach turn but what finally breaks him are the remnants of what would have eventually been his baby sister in a few months' time. Pieces of cartilage and horn, an arm, a leg here and there- a barely developed wing or two even- scattered on the ground at his reflection’s feet like a broken toy. 

The half-demon falls to his knees huddled over as he gags and wretches, the lunch he’d eaten earlier this afternoon emptied from his stomach as it gushes past his fingers while tears stream down his face.  

“Look at what you’ve caused.” The boy’s head snaps up at the sound of his father’s voice. 

“Dad, I’m-” 

“I left you alone for 20 minutes and you couldn’t even control yourself for that long.” 

“I didn’t- I’m sor- it was an accident! Please!” 

“How embarrassing. I’m ashamed to even call you my son.” 

Those very words shatter the half-demon’s world. Sparks fly from the pendant around his neck as demonic energy starts to seep from it. 

Without any thought, Solaris takes off- runs faster than he’s ever moved in his life- to wherever his feet will carry him. 

Azalea is waiting outside the Hall of Mirrors for her cousin to emerge. It had been a half-hour already since she’d come out on the other side and now, she was starting to worry. 

“It shouldn’t be taking him this long. The maze wasn’t even all that hard…” she murmurs to herself. “Maybe he already went around to the front to wait for me?” 

Jogging around to the front of the attraction, the 19-year-old is confused when she doesn’t see her cousin. The park was closing soon so, seeing no other option, Azalea finds herself heading back to the entrance of the Hall.  

She’s stopped by an employee who’d told her the attraction was now closed for cleaning- apparently some poor sap’s stomach wasn’t able to handle the horrors of the mirrors’ enchantments. 

The news gives Azalea pause. These mirrors had similar abilities to bogeymen and what exactly was Solaris’ greatest fear? She wracks her head for the answer. He’d told her not that long ago so it should be a simple answer. 

In seconds, a massive earthquake rocks the park. Cracks appear in the ground as various demons shriek in horror. Solaris is missing and a giant earthquake nearly levels Devil’s Coast? Azalea doesn’t have a good feeling about this. 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 20:20, 10 minutes btq) 

The back-to-school event is finally winding down to a close. This wasn’t what Lucifer wanted to be doing on his only child’s birthday, but he can only hope that Azalea had made up for it tenfold with whatever plans she had made for Solaris. 

The demon does feel bad. He’s always hated having to choose between his responsibilities as RAD’s vice-headmaster and his responsibilities as a father especially on a day like today, but sometimes, in the end, it couldn’t be helped. He would just have to make up the time tomorrow. 

What a horrible father I am… Leaving my son to celebrate his birthday practically on his own… 

Perhaps, if he left right now, Lucifer would be able to make it in time to take Solaris out for a birthday dinner and then they could open presents together. 

“Thank you again for your help, Lucifer.” Diavolo smiles as he gives his dear friend a pat on the shoulder. “I appreciate it more than you’ll ever know.” 

“I’m only doing my job. Nothing more, nothing less.” The demon remains distracted still beating himself up over this. 

“Still, Barbatos and I couldn’t pull an event like this off on our own.” The demon lord’s smile never wavers as he speaks, “We’re done with most of the work. It’s alright if you take your leave. The day may be over but that doesn’t mean you can’t celebrate what’s left of the night. Also, I have something for your son as well.” 

“Thank you, Diavolo,” Lucifer takes the gift, “I’m sure Solaris will appreciate it greatly.” 

As the Avatar of Pride turns to leave, a massive earthquake rocks the grounds of RAD, knocking out the power, collapsing several of the older buildings on the campus and knocking over entire shelving units and anatomical dioramas in the classrooms not as badly affected. 

Lucifer’s phone rings almost immediately after the earthquake subsides. His heart leaps into his throat when he sees just who exactly is calling. 

“Azalea, what’s wrong?” He tries to hide the worry in his voice as she hurriedly tries to explain what’s happening on her end. “What do you mean you can find Solaris?” 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 20:10, 20 minutes btq) 

He doesn’t know why he’s here, standing in the mausoleum Lucifer had constructed for Solaris’ mother fourteen years ago. Maybe it was the fact of knowing her body was entombed here underneath the statue of her likeness that gave the 16-year-old a small comfort. 

It was always like that for Solaris. Being so young when it all happened, the half-demon never got to fully grieve the loss of his mother. For the longest time, Solaris didn’t even know what had happened to her- the emergence of his demonic powers had not only caused him to run out of control, but the overwhelming pressure of it had broken all the bones in his tiny body. 

Lucifer had only told him a couple years later after Solaris, 5 at the time, asked if his mother would ever be coming home from the human world or if she was too sick from the Devildom’s everlasting darkness to stay with them anymore. Ever since, the teen always comes here when he’s sad or hurting emotionally. 

In the still quiet of this mausoleum, he can cry here and no one but the dead will know of it. 

“I’m sorry!” Solaris sobs, air catching in his throat as he presses his head against the stone at the statue’s feet. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m so-” 

The black-and-orange-haired half-demon’s words are cut off in a fit of coughs induced by how harshly he’d been crying and the dust in the environment. His lungs ache from the lack of air as he gasps in between sobs. 

“I wish you were here.” His voice sounds so small, so fragile, as he speaks to his mother’s grave, “I miss you. I wish it was me that died that day- it should have been me! You guys could have just had another kid but you… you were irreplaceable! Nobody else will ever take your place in Dad’s life…” 

The 16-year-old’s body shudders as he takes a breath to compose himself a little more. Crying so harshly as he’s been doing is giving him one hell of a headache. 

“I hate myself… for what I did to you and the baby… all due to abilities that I can’t even use!” His hand comes up to grip the charm on his necklace, the once cool metal now searing hot as the impression of it is branded into the skin of his fingers and palm. “I would give them all up if it meant you could come back to life. My abilities, my life- even my soul! I’d give anything to take your place and pay for my crimes! Just please… come back…” 

Silence falls in the mausoleum once again until Solaris feels a shock to his hand. He recoils as the piece of jewelry breaks apart and the charm hits the ground with a ‘clink-clink’ and rolls away. 

Slowly, the ground begins to rumble and vibrate beneath him. The 16-year-old can only look around and he feels as though he’s being watched by something unseen. Energy is building up in the air around him that makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up as his demon form manifests for the first time in fourteen years. 

And then he feels it: the violent thrashing of an earthquake. Amidst the quaking of the ground, the entrance to the mausoleum had collapsed, leaving Solaris trapped inside while fissures opened up around him as the entire structure tilts onto its side, the statue of his mother topples over leaving her grave uncovered as the teenager is sent flying. 

He can feel the way the back of his skull cracks as he smacks his head on the stone wall. Black spots invade his line of sight as he starts to lose consciousness as the earthquake ceases and he can hear a woman’s voice calling to him frantically. 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 20:40, 10 minutes post-quake.) 

In the wake of what was undoubtedly one of the worst earthquakes the Devildom had ever seen, the Avatar of Pride is out searching for his only child. Lucifer just hoped Solaris was safe and he hadn’t managed to fall into one of the many large chasms in the ground that had opened up during the disaster. 

Azalea had volunteered to search with him, but Lucifer decided she’d serve a better purpose at Devil’s Coast acting as a direct proxy for Diavolo to guide first responders in any search and rescue efforts and evacuation efforts. 

In the back of his mind, Lucifer can’t help but worry that Solaris might have been the cause of the earthquake. Before, when Solaris had first manifested his powers 14 years ago, he’d managed to collapse the foundation of their house. Now that those abilities have had time to grow in strength and stockpile within him, Solaris could easily cause widespread disaster due to his lack of ability to control himself. The very idea of it makes the Avatar of Pride uneasy- sick even. He doesn’t even know where to start looking for his son. What could have even happened for Solaris to ditch Azalea at the theme park to begin with? Something doesn’t feel right- like he’s missing something important. 

There are too many demons on the street- too many that might impede his progress in looking for his precious son so, manifesting his demon form, Lucifer takes to the sky. With a bird’s eye view of the city and extraordinary farsighted vision, the demon can see that the fissures that opened up in the wake of the quake all originate from one central location: the graveyard where his wife was buried. Something was nagging him to take a closer look there, so the graveyard is where he goes. 

Touching ground right in front of Aubrie’s mausoleum, the demon is shocked to see the front of the structure collapsed and caved in. Not only that but the air still crackles with pure demonic energy that’s not too dissimilar from his own. It feels like his worst fear is about to be confirmed. 

Removing the rubble from the entrance is an easy feat for the Devildom’s third most powerful demon, but what awaits him inside the mausoleum, Lucifer could never prepare for. His expectation was that Solaris- his pride and joy- would be shaken up from the earthquake but alive, nonetheless. What he finds is not only his beloved child unresponsive but his dead wife trying desperately to wake the half-demon, begging the boy to respond to her. 

How was this possible? 

The audible gasp he lets out is enough to draw the human’s attention to him. Her face is red from crying as more tears gather in her stormy-grey eyes. 

“Lucifer... He’s not waking up... I-I don’t know what to do.” 

・・・〆・・・ 

When Solaris wakes up, he can’t recall what he’d been doing or where he’d been. All he knows is that he’s surrounded by a deep pitch blackness. 

“Hello?” His voice echoes off non-existent walls. “Is anyone there?” 

“So, you’re awake, are you?” Something (or was it multiple things) in the dark calls out to him. It sounded like there were three voices, maybe more, all garbled and spliced together. It immediately puts the 16-year-old on edge. 

“Who’s there? Where am I?” The back of his head really hurts. 

All at once, the darkness gives way to a shining, golden light as it forms into some kind of creature in front of him. It was bird-like in appearance not too dissimilar to one of his uncle’s crows, but it felt ancient, threatening in a way Solaris had never felt before. 

“I...” the creature pauses, voice raspy and gravely like it hadn’t spoken to another soul in a millennia or five, “answered your pleas. You offered up a bargain and I gave you what you wanted in exchange for a price of my choosing.” 

“Pleas? What pleas? I don’t plea for anything.” Suddenly he can hear his own voice in his head. 

I would give them all up if it meant you could come back to life. My abilities, my life- even my soul! I’d give anything to take your place and pay for my crimes! 

“You offered up your soul if I would return your mother to the world of the living, did you not?” the avian entity tilts its head to the side. “So, I gave you just what you asked for.” 

And Solaris wants to say he wasn’t serious- he didn’t mean it. But he can’t. Those words said in the tomb came from the deepest part of his aching heart.  

“How can I know you’re not lying?” The half-demon asks, “You could tell me anything- lie to me as not to make me an unwilling captive. What are you even going to do with my soul now that you’ve got it? Eat me?” 

“It’s lonely here.” The being’s voice sounds pitiful and child-like now as its body also shrinks to the size of a child. “I’ve been here in the dark for so long- ever since I woke up, maybe even longer perhaps. All I want… All I want is a friend.” 

・・・〆・・・ 

(31 August, 22:40, 2 hours, 10 minutes post-quake) 

How did this happen? How does a dead person just come back to life? 

Lucifer and Aubrie stand face to face in Solaris’ room, their child had been carted off for another battery of tests to see how badly he’d been injured in the earthquake. He was breathing on his own, miraculously, and his body was mostly unscathed but the pool of blood beneath his head in the mausoleum was worrying. A head injury would be more than devastating. 

“Just tell me he’ll be alright, Lucifer.” Aubrie’s voice is hoarse from all the shed tears, “I just want him to be okay.” 

“The doctors are doing everything they can. He will be alright- I'll make sure of it.” It’s a promise the demon’s not sure he can keep. “It’s all going to be okay.” 

It’s quiet between them as he pulls her into a tight, protective hug, burying his face in her hair. She smells of graveyard soil and dust, reminding Lucifer that not too long ago her body had been buried beneath the earth. 

“I missed you...” his voice comes out quieter than it’s meant to be, in fact he’s not even sure if she’d heard him or not. 

“How long has it been?” Aubrie returns the hug. 

“Fourteen years to the day. Depending on the doctor’s findings, once they bring Solaris back, we should go home. We’ll come back tomorrow after we’ve had time to rest.” 

And Aubrie can only nod at that. There most likely won’t be anything more that either of them can do for their son so it’s only logical that they leave and wait for more information when it’s available. 

・・・〆・・・ 

“Man, disaster management ain’t really my strong suit,” Azalea sighs as she sits outside the gates. She was feeling absolutely drained from all the running around she’d done. As the half-demon pulls out her phone, she notices the 30 missed calls from the entirety of her parental unit. “fuuuuuck they’re gonna kill me when I get home... I should call at least one of ‘em and let ‘em know I’m safe.” 

Azalea tries Thirteen first, praying to whatever unholy god is listening that she doesn’t get chewed out by the reaper for not answering her phone. 

“Where are you?” The line picks up immediately and Thirteen sounds absolutely pissed. “Do you know how worried we all were when you didn’t pick up the phone? You’re lucky your mother and father are out having to work disaster relief, or they would be-” 

“I know, I’m sorry!” She knows Thirteen can’t see it but the nineteen-year-old has her head bowed as if she was giving a deep heartfelt apology. “I was at Devil’s Coast with Solaris when this all went down and then Solaris went missing and then Uncle Lucifer put me in charge of managing search-’n-rescue and general disaster management right after. Look, I’ll come home right now, I promise.” 

“You had better.” Is all the pink-and-blue-haired woman can huff out. “I’ll let your parents know you’re safe, but I have to go. I’m getting a call from your uncle for some reason.” 

The line clicks off and Azalea starts to head back home. 

・・・〆・・・ 

“This can’t be good...” Mammon whispers to his older brother as Aubrie and Arella stare each other down. The latter looks like she’s seen a ghost. 

“You’re telling me,” The Avatar of Pride grumbles, “I’m still trying to figure out what the hell even happened at her grave. It has to be some kind of magic...” 

“Maybe it was a trade- a soul for a soul?” 

“Given Solaris’ current condition, I’m not above that being a possibility.” 

“How is he doin’? Ya said he cracked the back of his head pretty badly- any chance that’s gonna have lastin’ consequences?” 

Lucifer doesn’t answer right away, rather he heaves a heavy sigh through his nose. Solaris was breathing on his own and scans of his brain showed that there was no loss of function that might indicate brain death- on the contrary, his brain was incredibly active, and the scans also showed movement in his eyes akin to that of rem sleep. Lucifer doesn’t really know what to make of that. 

“The doctors think he’s just sleeping- that he’ll wake up in the next few days, but Solaris has never been this deep of a sleeper. I’ve always been able to wake him easily and, in the mausoleum, - Mammon he’s not sleeping. That much I can tell you with certainty.” 

“Wouldn’t hurt to have Belphie pay him a visit though. I know ya think you’re never wrong when it comes to your kid, but they could always surprise you.” 

Turning their attention back to Arella and Aubrie is just awkward now. Arella still has that disbelieving look in her eyes. 

“It can’t be...” The black-haired human says softly, “Who are you really?” 

“Rells, it’s really me. I don’t know how or why but I’m-” 

“No.” Tears are forming in her emerald-green eyes. “If it really is you, then show me the scars that formed when I failed to save you that day. I can’t accept any other proof.” 

Aubrie vaguely remembers the time just shortly before her death. How the last thing she remembered seeing and feeling before it all went dark was Arella’s tearful expression and her hands that were placed on her chest and stomach.  

Slowly the orange-haired human begins to unbutton the high collar of her dress shirt to reveal the deep scarring on her chest where Solaris had sunk his tiny claws into her. 

“Oh my god...” Arella brings her hand to her mouth as a gasp escapes her before she tackles her childhood friend in a tight bear hug, sobbing uncontrollably. “You’re alive! I’m so sorry.” 

“I know, it’s okay.” Aubrie’s voice is quiet and calming. “You did your best- that’s all that matters.” 

・・・〆・・・ 

(5 September, 5 days post-quake) 

The Devildom had slowly started to heal from the chasms that had formed in that disastrous earthquake only five days prior. Led by Beelzebub, demons with all kinds of magic based in the element of earth had come together to repair the disrupted ground and damage to housing units and shops. After that came the slow process of rebuilding those areas that had been most highly affected by the forming of the cracks. 

R.A.D. starts back later from its summer holiday break this year and for once, Lucifer is not there working himself to death. He’s with his wife and incapacitated child. 

Solaris still hadn’t woken up from what the doctors thought would only equate to a couple hours’ nap.  

They keep running tests on the half-demon all in an in-vain attempt at rooting out the cause of this mysterious coma. 

“They’re obviously missing something,” Aubrie mumbles to her husband after yet another meeting with the doctors. “I don’t buy this whole ‘just sleeping’ nonsense. 

“Agreed.” The Avatar of Pride nods. “I’ll revisit your grave later today with Barbatos. Perhaps that will give me more clues as to what went on just before the earthquake hit. For now, we’ll head home for lunch and then I’ll be off to pick up Solaris’ new glasses.” 

The grey-eyed woman nods as she takes her child’s hand and give it a gentle squeeze. She brushes some of his orange and black hair off of his face. 

“Dad and I are going now but we’ll be back again to check on you.” She says softly as she presses a kiss to his forehead, “We love you so much.” 

“Come back to us soon, Son. We’ll be waiting.” Are his father’s encouraging words. 

The pair wait just a few moments longer to see if there was any sign that Solaris could hear them- any sign at all that he was still in there but when nothing happens, they just frown to each other before gathering up their belongings and taking their leave. 

・・・〆・・・ 

To be continued

A/N: I always regretted killing Aubrie off for some reason, so I brought her back. Now let's see if I can make a plausible work around to keeping her alive while also letting Solaris stay around.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fanfic #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me mammon #obey me oc #arella #aubrie #obey me kids #azalea #solaris

[mellowquint]

The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog Liveblog!

Part 1; the Dining Car

OKAY WE'RE FINALLY DOING THIS READY, SET, LEGO (wait wrong fandom–)

So insert character is first time working for the train huh, okay cool cool

Oh god now i have to name them uhh (yes i will be referring to they/them, non-binary characters ftw)

… I went with Trainee (get it cuz uh train and yeah I'll see myself out)

Darling your scribbles are fine, better than mine actually

Trainee is a nervous train wreck *ba dum tss* yeah ok I'll stop making train jokes

Oh dang here comes the conductor. Apparently todays the conductor's last day after thirty two years.

OOHH THE TRAIN IS CALLED MIRAGE EXPRESS

I like how the sonic crew didn't forget about spagonia Jejdkddlfkkdkfk thought that was a one time thing

The menu only has 3 things, Why? lmao

Wait they're ALL MICROWAVE MEALS?? Can't they afford a chef? This is someone's speaking who has not gone onto these fancy train cars yet so forgive me

Oh fun tidbit the trains actually used for event's only.

"So I'll need you to do everything in your power to make sure our paying guests are well taken care of, understood?" Sir yes sir

AAAHHHHH AMYYYY SHE LOOKS SO ADORABLE WITH THE BIRTHDAY CAKE HEADBAND AND THE DRESS

HELP TAILS IN HIS DETECTIVE OUTFIT HE'S SO CUTEE

oh so it's Amy's birthday party!! Murder mystery theme eh? Someone's an Agatha Christie fan~~

ROUGE AND KNUCKLES YES also Rouge girl you just got on the train don't go stealing gift shop pens just yet lmao

"What cast of characters am i stuck with" OH SHOOT HE KNOWS 🤣

"Why can't i be normal for one second" you and me both Trainee

Also Sonic immediately bolting to get chilli dogs lmao, never change blue gumball dork

WHOOOO LOOKIT ALL OF THEM, ALSO HOLY MOLY BLAZE IS HERE TOO???? COOL COOL COOL 

EHH okay so now i collect the tickets, like a normal person, this wont be an embarrassing trip

"well the birthday discount certainly helped!" You and me both Amy

OH NEW LORE DROPPED, AMY'S A FAN OF TRUE CRIME PODCASTS!!! (I wonder if she would like the Magnus Archives…)

"Here's the key that unlocks any door in the train" hmm seems kinda sus, but oh well birthday girl gets the birthday key

and Blaze is here to grace us with her presence and elegance, reminding why I love her. Love how she just casually tells us that she's visiting from a separate dimension like it's nothing lmao

Sooo Blaze has sweet tooth cannon? Yes.

LMAO TRAINEE NO "Why can't i win in this group"

Rouge darling please give the conductor his money back it's to early to steal anyones lunch money 

Y'know it's a bit awkward knowing that Trainee just realised he's talking t The Sonic The Hedgehog, like my dude did you not know what he looks like? Either way Sonic's pretty chill

"I brought my own sparkle gelatin. It's a jelly that can melt away even the most jaded hearts" Tails imma need you stop being so cute and wholesome for ONE SECOND OKAY I CAN'T TAKE IT ✨🥺

Awww Trainee and Tails are jelly buddies!!!

"Thank goodness someone on this train is normal" buddy wait till you see the kid fly an airplane and can fly with his two tails lmao

Espio why you holding that rose who is it for 👀

DID ESPIO SERIOUSLY READ TRAINEES MIND?? (Edit he did in fact, something about his Ninjutsu or something)

"Can you cling into walls" "i most certainly can" okay just tell the conductor that, I'll now know where to find you then. In the air vents.

"Do you sell gift bags here" ….. shadow you didn't forget to bring Amy a present her birthday party right?

"Robot arm reminding me that one AI from Wall–E, hopefully we're not going to that route 

"Actually, uh Train, the conductor wants me to have the whole plate" lmao you ain't slick Trainee

Okayyy last but not least we have Vector, who does not in fact have his ticket, aanddd now we're supposed to find it

"I wonder what cake topper Sonic picked out for me" "...shoot, i was supposed to give Amy a cake… what am i supposed to do?" Ya done goofed you blue gumball dork

"You don't need to bow everytime you see me" sure Blaze it's not like i was stress responding. definitely.(seriously tho i love her dialogues)

Okay imma take a gamble and ask shadow if he sees any tickets 

"Only three items on the menu..? You don't even have drinks listed" THAT'S WHAT I WAS SAYING!!! Also we only have like three drinks too, water, coffee, and chaos cola

"I'll have to take you up on the coffee soon. Just the beans and A spoon, though" …… shadow um what??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BEANS AND A SPOON ONLY YOU HOT TOPIC WANNABE??? NOT EVEN WATER OR MILK???

I spent 5 minute hitting every random object where's the ticket – OH WAIT LEFT ARROW

NAPKIN IT'S IN THE NAPKIN

"Lost ticket added to you inventory" YES BUD LET'S GOO

Poor trainee has to double shift on being the microwave expert AND security guard smh, Trainee better has a good paycheck

I'm hoping up on here saying to PLEASE TELL ME WHO DID ALL THE SPRITES IN THE GAME THEY'RE ALL SO WONDERFUL AND EXPRESSIVE MY GOD 

…. Oh. OH!!  SO THAT'S WHY THEY'RE ALL WEARING SPECIFIC CLOTHES. Amy's you nerd she even got them all lore cards i love this girl

So Sonic's role is to be the ship captain. I do wonder why a ship captain of all roles since their in a train setting but ill take

AJDHKJHFKJSLKJFLKJFFKJLA I LOVE THIS SCENE

Oh shadows supposed to be a locksmith?.... I wasn't the only one who thought he was gonna be a barista stationed at the cafe right? My guy might have to dress a little bit more specific for a locksmith

and of course we;ve got our birthday girl as the journalist!

Sweet got a map of the train baby!! Alsooo the lounge looks suspiciously close to the conductor's car…

Well with that out of the way let's get started!!!

Oooohhhh ok cool cool cool got i

"This way there's always a neutral party" yes tails you go you smart cookie

Y'know it's very sweet of all of them to play along with the murder mystery roleplay. Everyone wish they have friends like that

Tails you adorable smart nugget how come you keep getting cuter and adorable by the minute 🥺✨

"My lore is that I'm a nosey person turned journalist" aww c'mon birthday girl don't bring yourself down lol

SUDDEN MYSTERIOUS SHAKE 

Oh wait it's just the train moving

Why is it even shaking THAT much???

Anndd screen goes dark, welp i guess that's it for the dining car scene for now

Aanndd that's all for part 1 hope you guys enjoy and see you guys around part 2!!

#the amount of times i have to switch back between two devices just to edit this one postvis unbelievable #part 2 will probably come a bit late as i try to wrestle the Tumblr app post editing #anyways hope this entertains you guys in a way #I may have spent the majority of the game just gasping for air that i keep forgetting too screenshot scenes lmao #and if there's any inconsistencies throughout the whole post no you didn't see that #eh whatever im having fun #sonic the hedgehog #sth #the murder of sonic the hedgehog #tags to add later #sonic

[rainchyna]

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warnings! [ none rly, tension ?? flirting ??? jealousy ????, language, adam is confused about feelings or whatever, mention of other wrestlers, angst ????? misunderstandings ]

This week was supposed to be going smoothly, it really was, until everything decided to happen all at once. Vince wanted you, Edge and Christian to be in love angle where one of them betrays the other for you, which on paper sounds like a great idea, however you all though it was a little too early to break up your little trio – but regardless, the idea is still being worked on. You’re also supposed to be having matches with Lita and Chyna this week, which you didn’t mind, you loved them both very much, it’s just that the matches keep getting delayed and rescheduled every time and it’s stressing you because any staff can walk up to you in any moment and tell you have a match ‒ which was putting you on edge. There was also arrangements made for you and Christian to have a match against Jaqueline and Rob Van Dam, and you were rightfully excited about it, but having to practice and rehearse for it? Ehh, not so much. You’re also having a gear change, you’re current gear was getting kind of old and you were starting to hate it, your stylist happily accepted the idea and was willing to design a new one, but it won’t be done for another two weeks, which was just too damn long. On top of that it was Adam’s birthday week and you had to plan something for his birthday and get his a gift. There was so much on your mind, it felt like your brain was going to leak out of your ears.

You laid on the lazy boy chair, and once again it felt like you and it were becoming one. You tilted your head looking over to the room Christian was in, he was sitting on the edge on the bed putting his shoes on, while Adam stood behind him facing the mirror and brushing his hair.

You closed your eyes and groaned out loud for a second, ‘do I really have to go?’ you thought. “hey, why aren’t you ready yet?” Adam sits on the couch next you, “do I need to go?” you pout, “you’ve looking like stress ball this whole week, this your chance to finally get out and have fun!” he says, granted, he is right, you needed to loosen up and relax a bit. “plus, you and I haven’t gone out since we came here” he added. That too. “what are you boys wearing? Maybe we match or something…” you say sitting up. Adam stood up showing off his outfit, black jeans with a white shirt tucked in and a leather jacket, the jacket made him look like a dorito more than he usually does ‒ all shoulders, no waist. His blond locks weren’t tied back, they fell perfectly against his shoulders, framing his face. “Oh, damn, who told you, you could go outside looking as good as you look, looking all nice and sexy the way you’re looking going outside?” you said, “that’s made my brain go numb, but I’ll take the compliment, he smiled. He reached his hand out and you took it, he pulled you up, “come on, got make yourself prettier” he said. “aw, you think I’m pretty?” you joked, “of course you are …” he muttered, looking away. You walked up to him, swaying your hips a little more with every step, you pulled him from his jacket so that his chest was against yours, you held his face in your hand and forced him to face you, his ears were red and his eyes avoided yours. “do I make you nervous, Adam?” you said lowering the pitch of your voice. He felt shivers down his spine, and he struggled to put words together.

‘what are you doing to me?’

“I don’t- y-you don’t-” he stuttered.

You slowly leaned in, Adam’s eyes flew shut. Was this actually happening, why are you making him feel this way? Were you going to kiss him, not that he’s thought of it before – but why does it sound like a dream. Maybe if he leaned in too.. you quietly giggle then kiss his cheek before heading to your shared room to get dressed. Adam just stood there for a second before slumping back down into the couch. He rubbed his palms on his pants, they’d gotten sweaty. He could hear his own heartbeat, and he breathing was slightly uneven and the cherry on top was this weird feeling in his stomach, it felt like he was going to cough up … flower petals. “y/n … what the hell?”

You didn’t feel like wearing high heels for tonight, so white sneakers were your shoes of choice. You gave your hair one last brush through before pulling on a cropped leather jacket. You grabbed your little hand bag, you turned off the room’s lights and walked out to see the boys chilling on that one couch. “how do I look?” you ask, the little black dress clung to your body and showed off your curves, it stopped right up your thighs, the leather jacket added a subtle sexiness and the mesh gloves were the cherry on top. Adam’s eyes couldn’t leave your body, he couldn’t get himself to look away. You looked so good. Your hair was on point, your outfit was perfect, your make up made you look prettier than you already were. He knew he wasn’t going to able to take his eyes off of you for the rest of the night. “the leather jacket is so cool! We’re all matching now!” Christian beamed, “you look beautiful” Adam smiled.

“hey pretty” lita said giving you a hug, “you look so beautiful yourself” you complimented back. “really? orange and blue?” you said with a smile as you approached jeff, his hair was freshly dyed and you could tell he did it himself because of the little blue stain on his forehead. “aw c’mon it looks nice! right? ..right?” he asked, “hmm, i don’t know..” you said pretending to think, his face fell for a moment, “i’m just messing with you, nero” you laugh and jeff sighs. “don’t bully my brother y/n/n” matt says, “me? bully? oh please”

you went on joking with matt while lita, jeff and christian talked about something vaguely sounding like a movie. you could feel him staring at you, eyes burning a hole through your skull. you look back at adam and your eyes lock for a split second before he looks away. you remember the conversation you sleepily had about his jealousy last night. you moved to sit next to him on the navy blue sofa, his arm immediately wrapping around your shoulder. beer bottles were being thrown around and a jack daniels was cracked open. you had unconsciously laid your head on adam’s shoulder.

everyone was having fun, chatting and you almost didn’t notice matt tugging at your jacket. you look at him, raising an eyebrow and he signals for you to come with him to the kitchen. you both walk away into the quieter part of the apartment, matt sits on one of the chairs of the dining table while you sit on top of the bar. “what’s up?” you ask, matt looked around the room for a second.

“i like lita”

“whoa whoa now, you got alcohol in your system don’t do anything stupid”

“i know, i know! i just … i need you to help me tell her, or like ask her out, or just find out if she even likes me that way, or-“ and before he realized he was word vomiting. “matt, relax. i’ll help you. i wish you had said this like a week earlier but hey, better late than never, right?” you said. “what do you mean ‘late’?” he asked, “well me and lita had a sleepover last week, and she said there was a certain non-hair-dying hardy she had her eyes on” you answer with a teasing smile. “you’re being funny right?” he laughed, “…right?” he asked eyes widening. you shook your head and his jaw dropping for a second before closing his mouth and saying “do i just tell her?” “no! i just planned a whole date for y’all in my head and you want to just tell her?” you argue.

“we’ll do whatever you want” he said putting his hands up. “i’ll go get her, then you’ll ask her to go to dinner, okay?” you ask “okay! wow this is actually happening, okay, whew, let’s go” he said pumping himself up. “wait, y/n” he pulled you down from the bar, “i really appreciate this, and i know i don’t say it a lot but i mean it, thank you, i love you” matt said pulling you into a bone crushing hug. “aw mattie” you coo.

coincidentally, adam just happed to be on his way to the bathroom, and to get there he had to pass the kitchen. the kitchen where he just heard and saw everything, according to him at least. he heard matt, one of his close friends, telling you that he loved you and he saw you having a what looked to be quite the intimate hug. and boy, he was pissed. he walked past the kitchen, straight to the bathroom locking himself in there. he felt a lot of emotions, he was angry, he was upset, he felt betrayed, he was jealous, then he felt stupid for feeling all of that. you and him weren’t together. you were not his girlfriend, you were his friend. his best friend who he’s just realizing that he’s in love with.

he’s in love with you?

“i’m in love with y/n … god fucking damn it i love her, don’t i?” he said to himself.

he pushed his hair back and looked up at himself in the mirror, both hands resting on the sides of the sink. in his reflection he saw his slightly reddened eyes, he saw heartbreak. not because he was potentially about to loose his best friend for love, but because you were with matt.

that’s what he thought.

you had left the kitchen to go call for lita, you noticed that adam wasn’t there but you didn’t pay much attention to it at first. lita had gone to the kitchen where matt was waiting for her and you sat alone in the couch. ten minutes passed by and no one came back out. fifteen minutes and still no lita, no matt, and no adam.

twenty minutes and you could hear loud giggles coming from the kitchen, your plan had worked. but there was no adam, still. “where’s adam?” you asked jeff and christian, “he went to the bathroom a while ago” christian answered.

you got up to go check on him, worst case scenario he was getting sick because he drank too much. you stopped by to the see matt and lita making out in the kitchen, you wanted to ask if everything’s alright, but here they were. you walked straight to the bathroom and knocked on the door. “hey, are you okay in there?” you ask. you hear some shuffling inside and a quick “i’m fine!” before the door swings open. and adam looking down at you, “you good?” you ask, “yup”.

when you go back to the living room, matt and lita where already there, you and adam sat back down where you were before, but the silence between you felt a little awkward which was weird, because that never happens. you look at matt and he gives you a smile and a nod, and you give him a smile and a nod. adam noticed it and it just because too much for him. “i’m going back, i don’t feel too well” he announced getting up, “do you want me to come back with you … or-“ “don’t worry about it” he interrupts. “goodnight guys”.

as the door closed behind him, you and christian immediately look at each other. something was definitely wrong.

#found direction !! i think #this whole series is mid #rainchyna #wwf #wwe #wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe headcanons #adam copeland x reader #adam copeland #wwe edge #wwe edge x reader #edge x reader #rated : sweethearts!

[the-himawari]

A3! Hyodo Juza - Translation [SSR] MANKAI Party (2/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Actor A: One, two, three…

Actor B: Could you help me stretch for a second?

Actor C: Sure, no problem. Give me a hand after too.

Juza: Good morning.

Sakuya: Good morning!

Actor A: Oh, good mor—… hm, what’s this? A photoshoot?

Actor B: Hey, you’re a kid from the same theatre troupe as Juza, right?

Sakuya: I am! I’m Sakuma Sakuya! It’s very nice to meet you.

Actor C: Hi, nice to meet you.

Actor D: So, what kind of shoot is this?

Juza: It’s for a video we’re gonna play at my birthday event.

Actor C: Juza’s b-day event!?

Juza: Yuzo-san said he would tell you guys…

Actor A: Yuzo-san forgot for sure.

Actor B: A video for MANKAI Company’s fans to watch, huh… Damn it, I wish I dressed up~!

Juza: Sorry. If you don’t like it, then I’ll cut it.

Actor B: I’m joking. Don’t worry about it!

Actor C: If your birthday’s coming up then we gotta celebrate~.

*door opens*

Yuzo: Hey.

Juza: Good morning.

Sakuya: Yuzo-san, good morning!

Yuzo: Oh, right, your shoot was today, huh? I see Sakuya came too.

Juza: Thanks for your permission to film. I’ll be countin’ on you today.

Yuzo: Sure. I’m sure you know, but don’t capture anything that’ll spoil the play, alright?

Juza: Of course.

-pause-

Sakuya: …And there! I think we got some great shots.

Juza: I appreciate it, Sakuya. Yuzo-san and everyone else, thanks for today.

Actor A: That was fun.

Actor B: Show us when the video’s done.

Sakuya: I learned a lot while I was filming too! Thank you so much!

Actor C: You worked hard too, Sakuya-kun.

Yuzo: That reminds me, I happened to run into Kasumi yesterday. He was jealous when I told him you were dropping by my rehearsal hall.

Sakuya: Oh, really!

Yuzo: I’ll tell Kasumi to give MANKAI Company’s rehearsal room another visit.

Sakuya: For sure! Our doors are always open.

Juza: Yeah, we’ll be waitin’.

Yuzo: Are you done filming your video now?

Juza: That was the plan… but there’s somethin’ else I wanna film too. I’m gonna keep goin’ after I get home. Sakuya, can you leave the rest of the filming to me?

Sakuya: Of course! I can’t wait to see what kind of video it’ll turn out to be.

Yuzo: If you need more guests for your birthday event, just give me a holler.

Juza: …

Yuzo: …I was joking. Geez, lighten up.

-pause-

Taichi: Omi-kun, I washed the veggies!

Omi: Great, thanks. Alright, can you give me a hand with this next?

Taichi: On it!

Juza: …

Omi: Umm… by the way, Juza. What have you been filming?

Juza: The video for my VLOG.

Taichi: EHH!? Wait, is that for your birthday event!?

Omi: It’s your VLOG though. Is it alright for us to be filmed...?

Juza: Don’t worry. Just continue.

Taichi: Even if you say that, I can’t help but worry!

Sakyo: Save your breath. He went ahead and filmed Bon and I arguing earlier.

Azami: Our discussion about the budget ain’t over, shitty Sakyo.

Sakyo: Ahh?

*door opens*

Banri: Oh, it’s rowdy in here.

Juza: …

Banri: …Ah? What do you want, asshole? Don’t film someone as soon as they get home without askin’… OI! There’s no way I’m in frame there!

Juza: Ahh? They’ll know it’s you from just your hair.

Banri: The hell? Don’t screw with me!

Taichi: Even when they’re filming, Juza-san and Ban-chan are the same as ever.

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#a3! #a3! translation #hyodo juza #act! addict! actors!

[kalliefangirl]

Stepsiblings AU | R18

Blowjob, Fingering, Smut, Cheating

All Characters are 18+

Chapter 1:

It's been at least 2 years since Sakura's mother and stepfather married, and that got her a Hot Older step-brother.

when her parents got married. Sakura was 16 years old while Sasuke was 18 years old, so a Two Year age gap between the two.

They didn't have much of a Relationship on top of being Siblings, sometimes they ignored each other as they were teens and he was just going to college while she focused on high school.

He also had a girlfriend, so anything romantic wouldn't be ideal, but Sometimes thoughts of him crossed her mind and she realized she had a crush on her stepbrother.

Her 18th birthday was two weeks ago nad She had been noticing he came around more often, and been spending a lot of time with her.

She suspected He also had a crush on her, but they couldn't have a relationship as she wasn't Legal age to date.

Chapter 2:

It was a week where Sakura was home alone as The parents had a business trip, So she wanted company.

And she figured this would be a good amount of time for them to get some time alone together.

He walked through the door as she Jumped on him, happy to see him. He was surprised by her reaction.

🍅: Well, What Got you in a Good mood?

🌸: I don't know, I'm just happy we have all this time alone

🍅: time alone?

🌸: Mom and Dad are on a business trip.

🍅: oh really? This could be my chance to take your virginity.

🌸: oh uhh, I didn't mean it like that! What about your girlfriend?

🍅: This is about you right now, Not about her.

He pulled her close by the Waist and Kissed her passionately, as they locked eyes. He reached his hand under her Skirt and rubbed her clit through her underwear.

🍅: You can make as much noise as you want, I make the rules now.

🌸: ah~ Not there ehh~

Eventually, He led her to the couch where he took off her shirt and saw she wasn't wearing bra.

🍅: You must be really trying to get my attention, you should do this when I come around more often.

🌸: I would've done it if mom doesn't notice...

🍅: I'll let you borrow one of my sweaters and you can just wear that.

🌸: okay then, hehe...

He licked her nipples softly as she moaned quietly, she had her hands on his shoulders as she kissed his head.

🌸: ahh~! I love you!

🍅: I love you too

They kissed as he grabbed her breasts, and spread her legs, he was about to go down on her when she stopped him.

🌸: Wait, I have a different idea

She got on top of him, made out with him for a while and went down to his pants, unzipped them and pulled out his dick

🌸:Wow! It's so big Sweetie! I think this could barely fit in my mouth!

🍅: You're gonna give me a Blowjob?

🌸: I'll try to hehe~

She put his dick in her mouth and sucked his dick, she licked him off. Sucking him off with passion.

He covered his mouth to hide his noticeable pleasure, she sucked him off really good, especially for being a virgin and never doing anything like this before.

His dick was still in her mouth as he came in her mouth, He also came on her face.

🍅: have you done this before?

🌸: hah~ no, I promise it's my first time hehe~

After Wiping his cum off her face, she told him to take off his clothes as she did.

🌸: It's my first time, Can you be on top?

🍅: Yea, I can do that.

He put her panties to the side and fingered her pussy to get her wet, fingering fast as she squealed.

Once she came, He put his dick inside her, the tightness of her pussy got to him and he moaned quietly in pleasure.

Sakura kept thinking it was wrong they were having sex, as they're supposed to be "Siblings" but she told herself that they weren't related so it wouldn't be incest.

He was being more gentle than he's used to which She could tell by his face. in her opinion, he didn't need to be gentle just because it's her first time.

🌸: If you want, You can go your normal pace. You don't need to go slow...

🍅: Are you fine with that?

🌸:Yes! I'll be fine hehe.

He started thrusting faster and Her moans were louder than before, and she noticed that he felt better and she smiled at him.

He then leaned down to kiss her, and went faster, her legs were wrapped around him, she realized that she wanted him only.

He realized that as well, he regretted not telling her his feelings before. She was a beautiful and smart girl, anyone could fall for her, he was the lucky one.

🌸: Ahh~ I'm Cumming! Please go harder Ah~!

🍅: I'm Cumming too, I'll pull out.

🌸: You aren't wearing protection?

🍅: I don't wear condoms, but I'm responsible.

🌸: okay then if you say so.

They shared a passionate kiss as he pulled out of her, but that kiss was for at least a couple of minutes.

Chapter 3:

It was a half an hour later, they were making out on the couch as they made love again. She enjoyed his company.

🌸: Thank you for spending time with me~

🍅: I don't mind it, I can stay for the rest of the week if you want.

🌸: are you sure? I really don't want to take up your time.

🍅: It's alright, I can keep you company. And we can keep having sex

🌸: ugh, you're so annoying haha!

🍅: you're annoying as well.

They shared a kiss, satisfied with each other.

(End)

[babyurthendofjune]

lindseyyyyyy

SUPER BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁😽😽🥳🥳🥳🥳

(im sorry that was super late)

its crazy how fast a year goes by. i hope youre doing better now after the accident :(( what happened?? you dont have to answer if u dont want to ofc!!

i honestly have no words. im sorry you had to go through all that :(( i wish i could take away the pain ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

i am soooo happy and excited for you! you and your family deserve to live a peaceful life!! i honestly have no idea what its like in georgia but i hope you find somewhere safe!! maybe you could try to find a remote job if you wanted to stay in the area?? and honestly f*** your dad. you don’t deserve any kind of negativity im so proud of u for sticking up for yourself and your family!

ive got one year left!!! and it’s finally over!! school’s been ehh. its still difficult for me to make new friends but i’ll get over it. i got nosebleeds to see taylor 😭😭 but its still better than nothing & thank u!!

PLEASE tell me about stevie nicks and your roadtrip!! i cant wait to hear about it

im soooo proud of u!! im always here for u and im always wishing you the best! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷youuuu

-🧸

ahh thank you baby!!! no it's okay I didn't make a big deal about my birthday this year so it's fine 😊 it was the day after we got back from our road trip and I stayed with my sister for a few days and just hung out with her! she got me some cute lil harry coded fruit hair clips and made me dinner and we had cake and ice cream and watched a movie with her roommate!

oh no I don't mind saying what happened! I honestly thought I had already said, I'm sorry! my mom and I were leaving to go grocery shopping and I got kicked by a horse. I am doing better I've made a TON of progress but still feel like I have a long way to go. like doing simple things still takes a lot of my energy sometimes! like I said I was supposed to start a new job working at a daycare as a lead teacher and I think I'm gonna have to give that up now, because I can't imagine being able to work a full shift doing something like that 😔 which just kind of makes me feel lost rn as to what to do for income because I so had my heart set on working there!

thank you thank you for all the love, I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes as I type this because it means so much coming from you! you'll never know how much I appreciate it ❤ it was honestly one of the most insane experiences I've ever had to go through, but as horrific as it was I feel like it's helped me appreciate life a lot more than I did before and realize the impact I have on people and how important I am to them! like my little brother said he cried when he found out and he's just not someone who shows his emotions a lot so it made me very 🥺🥺

I'm so sooooo excited for a new place like I'm already looking at things for my room and I'm looking forward to being able to put up so many harry related things and the big nakey™ poster that all the other harries have and like I said just a nice, clean, peaceful place I can heal and grow in!! and honestly we're in an area of GA that's superrr rural there's literally nothing here lol. I think we're gonna try to get an apartment in the same place where my little sister lives though so that would be perfect! I already feel at home there when I stay and it's a good little area. I probably will have to end up either getting back into selling crafty things or a remote job until I can build up my stamina again to be able to do more and get an in-person job!

yeah fuck phil all my homies hate phil!! he's done nothing but cause us trauma and stress and we'll all be better off away from him. thank you for your pride in me!!! it's never been easy for me to speak up for myself so I'm surprised I've been able to so much with him. he and I had a confrontation in 2021 where he just flat out asked me what was wrong and why I was upset with him and when I told him he basically gaslit me and in the end when I was standing in front of him crying after pouring my heart out, I was told “it’s been that way for a long time, you just need to get over it 🤷🏼‍♂️” so that’s what I’m gonna do, move out and get over it!!

ahhhh only a year left that’s amazing!! my heart is so full of pride for you I know how much hard work it takes to do that and it’s not easy. I hope you treat yourself when it’s all over to a big fat gift or some other sort of treat!! you deserve it 🫶🏻 and nosebleeds for taylor is okay!! I went to see her on the Red tour and we were in nosebleeds and it was still an amazing show. be careful and have a great time!

seeing stevie live was magical like I cannot even describe the good energy I felt while being there ✨ it was my first big outing after my accident and we had seats so I was able to sit down when I needed to (which was a lot more than I wanted to but it’s okay).

our road trip was only a few hours away but it was to see my little brother who we hadn’t see since december of 2021! we spent 4 days there and didn’t get to do a lot, but it was still great to visit him and his girlfriend. we hung out by the pool, ate at some cute little restaurants, saw the new little mermaid movie, and did some shopping 😊

again I’ll never be able to thank you enough for your pride in me!! I’m always here if you need me or whenever you wanna stop by to hear me ramble lol

all my love to you!!! 🩷🩵🩷🩵

#ask me stuff #anon #answered #🧸

[twistedstxrs]

Get to Know The Mun:

name: AJ gender: Female star sign: Scorpio  my  time  is: 1:58pm height: 4′11 - 5′0 age:  30 (today is my birthday so) wallpaper on phone: dreamcatchers  house:  Slytherin ever crush on a teacher: Yeah, only reason I enjoyed gym in high school lol coolest Halloween costume: Scoops Ahoy Steve Harrington ;3 favorite 90s show:  Sailor Moon, The Little Mermaid last kiss: Uh my babe gif kissed me the 29th, emoji kissed me the 31st.. does that count? have you ever been stood up: Ehh, sorta. favorite pair of shoes: My black and pink lace converses.  have you ever been to Vegas?: Nope favorite book: DKHM by Dacre Montgomery.  stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Uh, honestly there is a few stupid things I’ve done so really lmfao.  all time favorite shows: Sailor Moon, ER, Cold Case, Masked Singer, CSI, Saved By The Bell, Stranger Things, The Little Mermaid, Wizards Of Waverly Place, Queer As Folk, 13 Reasons Why, Full House. last movie you saw in theatres: Do believe it was either Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom or Godzilla: King Of Monsters... Lmfao

Tagged by: Stole it.

Tagging: Anyone that wants to do it

#✪↬ɪ ωαѕ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ; ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ↫✪ ✘Mun✘

[starrisonsubmarine]

Happy fucking birthday to me.

#All I got were cuts on my arm #and the nail scissors I have are so shit it takes a good few tries of digging and carving to get anywhere #meanwhile they all went out for a meal #that was not FOR my birthday #they were just going out #and thought should at least attempt to ask if I wanted to go #to a place I go to every week #so no its not a birthday treat or meal #its you wanted to go out and thought ehh we should at least try to make it look like we're acknowledging your birthday #and my mum has done nothing but pull her face #and complain about money when I bring up my birthday #after putting a deposit down on a new car #and constantly joking I'm not really hers #a joke she does only with me and never my brother and sister #just fuck this whole thing #yeah #happy fucking birthday

[thepriceofbeingaroseisloneliness]

Shinya X Christmas Livestream 25th December 2021 (Open part)

Notes: This is a translation of the first part (30 min) of Shinya’s livestream on Christmas. You can still watch it at his channel. Keep in mind he is the only talking, so sometimes he makes long pauses to read comments,  just jump from one topic to another or answer comments directly.

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Shinya starts greeting everyone and wishing a Merry Christmas. He says he hasn’t done a livestream since September and asks the viewers how everyone spent their Christmas day. He reads some comments.

Shinya: Yes I’m wearing a Santa hat, because it’s Christmas. You wear it once a year, last year I couldn’t wear one. It seems that many people were working today even though it’s Saturday so…good job! It seems many people started their holidays yesterday too….

He reads another comment.

Shinya: Yes, I also have a christmas tree *points at the Christmas tree* I decorated it last year too….*reads more comment* You are working until 29th ohhh….ehhh….ehh….”I’m working tomorrow as well”…..”I’m still working”…. ehhh…There are many people working until the 31st….Me…..I have nothing to do until 31st, but once the year begins I have to start recording….after recording, the rehearsals for Shinkiba live starts….it seems that many of you couldn’t get tickets for Shinkiba….I’m really sorry….how was it for you, guys? Could you get tickets? You couldn’t?....there are people saying they are going both days….that’s amazing…*reads comments* “I lost”, “I lost”…. It seems like 98% of people lost the lottery….Maybe…. it may or may not be recorded…in case there is one….please look forward to it…(*subtle Shinya lol*)

 He adds once Shinkiba lives are done, he has an event with Seraph. He puts on screen the flyer of the event and explains the details of their first live after two years. He says the first part of the event is going to be a live performance, and the second part a talk. Only Shinya channel members can buy VIP tickets, so if you want to buy one, you still can subscribe to his channel. You can also only watch the second part of this livestream if you are a Shinya channel member.

 He appears again on screen asking people to not confuse halls, as this is in Otemachi and not in Shimbashi.

 Shinya: What should we talk about? I’m going to see the comments….*reads comments* you are talking about Shinkiba…..yes, I decorated the tree myself….it was quite tiresome…decorating was ok….but cleaning up after that was hard…..”what’s on the table?”….on the table?...you mean this? *points at the table* that’s a candle….

 Shinya: I uploaded a video about Wikipedia yesterday….did you guys watch it?....it’s 35 min though…ah!...once I posted the video, the Wikipedia page was fixed with the right information….thank you to those who corrected it!....Some things were written in more detail than I said, so it became a proper wikipedia page….thank you!....please watch it!...they corrected it really fast….it was already changed when I looked at it a few hours later….a thing that  was added is that solving mysteries is one of my hobbies…

 Shinya talks again about Shinkiba. He says there is a deer head in the dressing room. As Shinkiba is closing, he says he wants to get that head, so he might ask someone. He says he has no interest in other items from Shinkiba.

Shinya: “Maybe you can get it as a birthday present”…. Eh….for that, someone had to made a reservation…the people involved (staff)…..*reads a comment* I’m wearing my apple watch…I use it to track my sleeping time….today I slept 7 hours and 21 minutes…I slept from 2:05 min to 7:24… and from 14:22 to 16:47…*he tries to show the app on his phone to the screen but its blurry*… You can’t see it…..oh, I don’t wear rings usually……*reads a comment* Yes, I don’t wear it when I have a bath….I charge it when I’m taking a bath…cause it usually charges within an hour….Films I have watched recently?.....mmm…more than films, I rewatched Prison Break after a few years….I just watched until season 4…..and I saw they have a 5 season so I rewatched it from season 1….I watched the whole thing in 5 days….Prison Break is really interesting….I like Bellick too…..I hated him at first but, I ended up liking him….

 ..

Shinya: *Answering a comment* I will archive this livestream if the talk is exciting….if it’s exciting, I think I’m going to archive it…until now, it’s not, so I don’t know…..*reading an comment* “Do you actually play a stringed instrument when you write a song?”….I did in the past…now I use computer software….cause recently it has the sound of a real guitar so I fully do it with the computer…..

..

Shinya: You all are just writing “this talk is exciting” is it exciting?....I guess I will archive the livestream then….there is no sound in this room right now, so I don’t know if it’s exciting or not at all….”I want to see how do you display your board game collection”…..my board collection is…..*points at the mirror behind him* it’s in there… that mirror glass wall…..I can’t open it though….”It’s a ninja house”…..it’s not…my favourite board now….it’s one you have to construct typical ojisan sentences….it has many cards…you have to line them up and make gross typical ojisan sentences…it has really weird words…. The point is to create sentences with really gross words….

Shinya explains a bit amore about the game.

Shinya: “Do you know the members LINE?”…..eh….I just know Die’s….I sent him a LINE message for his birthday… ehh….*checks his phone* What did I send to him?.....”Happy birthday! Please keep improving your muscle training this year as well”….I got a “Thank you” stamp as a reply…I don’t see the members since the final tour live in Shizuoka….it’s been already a month since the end of the tour…I’m not seeing them anymore this year, I will see them next year at the Shinkiba rehearsal…I’m not going to see them for a while…

..

Shinya: Have you listened to Kyo’s Petit Brabacon? *laughs* I listened to the 3 songs yesterday at Spotify…everyone is writing “petit”…..haven’t you listened to petit brabacon yet?... petit…. Yukihiro’s drumming is amazing…. Ohhh tomorrow is L’arc en ciel live….I might be going…I might go or not….as tomorrow is the tour final…I might go…

..

Shinya: I tried to find  a way to call Seraph’s fans once….somehow,as Seraph is an angel/heavenly…I thought something like “humans”….but “humans”….if “humans” come to a Dir live, when  Kyo sings the “Let’s stop being humans” line…(from Diabolos)….at the same time it’s going to be like if they were told to stop being a Seraph fan….that’s really problematic..isn’ t it?....

…

Shinya: “Do you have any plans for your drum set next tour?”… Right now….it changed a bit…I think the cymbals are going to change a bit…I talked last time about using brown drumsticks..I want to try that….Shinkiba goods….now the designs are being checked….I’m also thinking about Seraph’s goods, if there is something you want, please write it….

Shinya: Kyo told me he wanted to play games with me, but I don’t play fortnite…..Dead by Daylight is an option….talking about videogames…I was going to receive on the 27th a gaming computer, but it arrived yesterday…right now is there….*points at it*…from now on, I will play Dead by Daylight on my computer…. fortnite is interesting….everyone plays fortnite and Apex….time ago I used to play Game Boy Advance with Kyo, it was at the time you had to use a connection cable to connect both (devices)….we used to play at the airport when we went abroad…..*reading a comment* you play fornite with your family?....I wonder if you can do that with your phone…

Shinya: “Your Yamanote line videos are funny”…thank you so much….next Yamanote video…we are going to Harajuku… if you have any ideas of what content you want to see, please tell me…

Shinya: “You are not selling calendars for next year”….that’s right….we didn’t do one this year, last year we made so many, that forgot about this year…….there were many people in Harajuku, we went to Harajuku from Shibuya….we went on a Saturday….

Some ask if someone noticed it was Shinya while doing his youtube video and Shinya thinks no one noticed it was him, people just realized the camera.

Shinya: “A Seraph calendar that starts in April”….it seems some of you want a Seraph Calendar that starts in April…I will think about it….a daily rip-off-a-page calendar…..that’s a bit complicated....you are really demanding a calendar that starts in April….

(*In japan, fiscal year as well as school year starts in April.*)

Shinya: That’s right…there is a broadcasting on the 29th in wowow, I haven’t checked it so once you watch it, please share what you think about it….the drum’s footage is nice….you can watch wowow on your phone….a lot of you are watching it on tv…do you guys have a tv?....mine is there….*points*….the tv is there, and there are board games around there…. A room tour?...it’s something that could be done anytime….”I want an iphone case”….do you all use iphone?....or are you android?.....It seems a lot of you are iphone….ehhh….it seems that everyone is an iphone user…..please let your comments at the youtube videos….ohhh, it seems that the 30 min had already passed!....I’m changing to the members only livestream….do you already have the link?....Can you see it?....you all are writing that you already have it….so from now on, only blog members can watch the livestream….the livestream will continue there, if you are not a blog member, happy new year! Bye bye….

#dir en grey #shinya #shinya channel #translation

[redhairedwolfwitch]

Long Time, No See - Legacies x Noralise!Daughter!Reader

Yup, It's a Leprechaun, All Right

B/m/n = biological mother’s name

A/n: season 3 is very ehh for storylines, because I am struggling here, I just want to write season 4, ahh

Previously on Legacies...

"Hope's obsession with Landon is all-consuming. It feels as though she gives no care for anyone else, but him. She is determined to bring the real Landon back, so has no need for this. I do not know what to do with it, in all honesty." Cleo admitted as she left it near your door, stepping into your room as she glanced around.

"Yeah, that's something I figured out a long time ago, and why I'm so hot and cold with hanging around the school. I realised something about myself a while ago, and I'm struggling. Because no matter what I do, my fate is entangled with the fate of Hope Mikaelson."

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After your conversation with Cleo, you'd teleported back to your aunt's apartment, staying there the night instead of in your room in the Salvatore School.

"Shouldn't you be attending classes?" Valerie enquired as she walked in, taking a blood bag from the fridge to pour into a wine glass.

"Not many going on. Everyone's either on monster watch or trying to bring Landon back. Or attending Mystic Falls High, which is tempting but Hope's supposed to be 19, I'm 18, the twins are 17. Nobody is talking about college besides Landon's musical,, which had completely cut aunt Bonnie from, by the way!"

"They forgot her birthday, with everything going on..." B/m/n whispered, a tear running down her cheek as she realised her baby was grown up.

"You haven't even talked about college before now, what's going on?" Valerie pointed out, raising an eyebrow as you laid on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.

"I've never thought about it because I was wound up about everyone else. Hope, the twins and the merge, I'm going to take a nap." You declared, rolling over to press your face into a cushion.

"You can get into any college of your choosing, Y/n. Compulsion or not." Valerie replied, taking a sip from the wine glass of blood.

///

Hope couldn't get you to respond to her texts, so after Lizzie refused to help with her plan to search the prison world full of monsters, Malivore and the Necromancer, she headed for Josie.

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"You should head to the school. Hope's doing something dangerous, and apparently got Josie involved." Valerie explained as she read over her phone.

"Doctor Saltzman texted you?" You exclaimed, sitting up immediately as Valerie shook her head.

"Elizabeth did."

"How does she even have your number?" You retorted, grabbing your jacket and tugging it on before teleporting.

"How does Lizzie have Valerie's number?" "I have no idea, but whatever Hope's planning, it could get everyone else killed." Nora asked, but B/m/n answered, gaining a glare from Mary-Louise until reality set in. Hope would be willing to kill everyone to get Landon back.

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"Hope Andrea Mikaelson. What in the ever-loving fuck, are you doing?" You shouted as Lizzie turned a familiar-looking coin invisible and flung it somewhere.

"Was that the coin with Josie's magic in?" "I'm more interested in Y/n doing a full-name drop to get Hope's attention." "Can everyone just stop talking!" Your mothers bickered as they watched what was going on.

"Ah good, now the band's all here." Lizzie sighed, explaining what Hope was doing as you raised an eyebrow.

"Fine. I'll clean up your mess." You replied, stepping backwards and folding your arms as Hope's eyes softened.

"Now the tribrid realises what she's done." Mary-Louise growled, her fists clenched as Nora stepped forwards with a glare on her features.

"Y/n."

"Time is running out, Hope." You warned, your focus on the ground as you tried to ignore Hope's gaze on you.

///

Your head began to sting as Lizzie began to be infected by the dark magic that radiated the prison world, pain ran through your skull as you fell to your knees, seeing Josie walk into the circle to try help Lizzie before the red energy in the sky grew darker.

"Josie!" Lizzie cried out as Hope glanced from the twins, to you on the ground.

"She's killing them." Mary-Louise whispered, watching the dark veins appear on the twins' necks, travelling up to their faces as the dark magic grew.

"I'm so sorry." Hope whispered, pushing it as she tried anything to get Landon back, even if it killed the twins in the process.

Everything began to go dark for you, as the twins and Hope went flying.

"Landon?" Hope whispered, spotting her love as she stood up.

"Long time, no see." Landon smiled, but you were out cold.

"Y/n!" Your mothers' panicked, but they could do nothing as their hands phased through your body, they could do nothing but watch.

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Lizzie was with MG, Josie was with Alaric, getting tested to make sure there were no traces of black magic in her system, Hope was with Landon, and Cleo was with Kaleb.

You were laying on your aunt Valerie's couch again, a wet cloth on your forehead as your eyes opened.

"Welcome back, beautiful." Valerie smiled as you let out a groan.

"Ouch. Thanks." You smiled, taking the offered water as Valerie gave you a soft smile.

"You should really be more careful, especially around black magic."

"Well, Landon's back, so it doesn't matter-"

"It does matter. Even if it doesn't to anyone else, you matter, Y/n." Valerie replied, sitting down on the couch as you sat up to lean on her.

"Valerie's right." Nora admitted as Mary-Louise grimaced, hating admitting that she agreed but she'd grown from back when she hated Valerie, because Valerie stepped up and looked after you now.

"I can't help but love her. It sucks, sucks so bad." You whimpered, the floodgates opening as all the stress from the last few weeks crashed over you.

Your mothers could do nothing but watch as you bawled your eyes out over a girl who would never really see you for who you are.

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Do All Malivore Monsters Provide This Level of Emotional Insight?

#legacies x reader #legacies imagine #legacies #noralise!daughter #noralise imagine #noralise x reader #nora hildegard #mary louise #hope mikaelson x reader #valerie tulle #josie saltzman #landon kirby #lizzie saltzman #oc

[weasleywinchester]

I Can't Help Myself - Ch. 3

You Know That I love you

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6

Ehh ooo fam. So this chapter was supposed to be the first little bit of another chapter and not the whole dang thing. But *cue It's my Party by Leslie Gore* It's my birthday and I'll marryfictionalcharacters if I want to. So enjoy my fantasy wedding to Joel Miller. (Also no smut??? Who am I?? Like it’s my birthday?? There will be some next chapter for sure)

warnings: Fluffy Wedding stuff! And a good deal of super cute Ellie

Series Summary:

This world isn’t kind to anyone; and heaven forbid anyone wants a slice of happiness. You wanted the stereotypical, as most people would tell you, dream of falling in love, getting married and having kids. After coming to Jackson, you kept that dream to yourself. Until your stupid best friend’s stupidly handsome older brother waltzes in, and you tell him. Joel thinks it’s nice that you can hold onto a dream like that… and he let’s his guard down just long enough to think maybe…he might want that too.

Chapter Summary:

You, Ellie and Joel. A found family that none of you expected but one you all are grateful for. You and Joel have talked a lot about the past, which both of you were nervous about. In the end, it made your bond to each other stronger. You and Ellie grow closer every day, your long patrols together proving to been a good time to talk without worry of being overheard. As the three of you settle into routines and life as a family, it turns out Joel, and Ellie, have a few things up their sleeves.

“Momma?” Ellie shouts as she slams the front door closed. Se quickly dumps her stuff at the door as she hears you shout from the kitchen.

Before you have a chance to turn around you feel her arms wrap around your middle.

“Hey Sugarpie.” You laugh, patting her hands. “Honeybunch?” You shout over your shoulder, smiling as you hear Joel dump his boots at the front door.

“Right here Darlin.” He drawls into your earl, pecking you on the cheek.

“Why do you call me Sugarpie? And Joel Honeybunch?” Ellie asks, moving around your waist so she can see your face. Not that she minded, but after living in town she realized it's not a common nickname.

“It’s from a very old song.” Joel answers as he walks into the living room.

“When you two stopped by the first time, it had been stuck in my head for what felt like eons!” You hum the tune, swinging your hips, and Ellie, to the beat. She laughs, letting you go and washing up so that she could help with dinner.

“So how was the new patrol route?” You ask.

“Shorter than the others, probably could have done it by myself.” Ellie answers. You shake your head, this girl just can’t wait to grow up. You wait for Joel’s inevitable comment about her being to young, but all you can hear is him muttering to himself.

“Joel Miller, what on earth are you doing over there?” You glance over at him. He’s hunched by the bookcase, fiddling with what sounds like the record player.

He smiles to the wall to keep himself from giving anything away. The new patrol route he and Ellie walked today passed through Eugene’s area. A few months back Joel asked him to keep a look out for an old record, and he finally found it. Luckily, Ellie was busy poking her nose around the library that she didn’t see the record, and consequently didn’t ask any questions.

He quietly slips the record out of his bag, and gently places it on the player.

“Ellie.” He waits until she looks up, and waves her over. “Place the needle when I tell you.” He mumbles as she takes his place. She raises her brows at his sly smile and waits .

He quickly walks to the kitchen, copying Ellie by wrapping his arms around your middle, placing a kiss on your shoulder.

 “Joel!” You giggle. He squeezes you before taking your hand and dragging you away from the counter.

“Hit it Ellie.” He says over his shoulder. She gently puts the needle down and music starts blaring from the player. You instantly recognize the song as Joel wraps an arm around your back and the other grabs your free hand. 

“Oh Sugarpie, Honeybunch. You know that I love you!” You shout along to the song. Joel twirls and spins you like you’re at a high school dance.

Ellie hollers and whistles every time he dips you low or twirls you so fast your feet leave the ground.

“Come here Sugarpie!” You drag her from the side lines and give her a whirl around the dance floor.

“I don’t dance!” Ellie laughs as the two of you shuffle together and apart in an attempt to dance.

“You have to dance with the people you love at least once!” You smile. She rolls her eyes and spins you right into Joel’s arms as the song fades out.

“Honeybunch.” You whisper, your hand reaching to play with the hair at the back of his neck.

He smiles, putting his forehead against yours as he starts swaying to the next song. Ellie turns the volume down, smiling as the two of you twirl slowly.

“Nobody's ever made me feel the way you do.” Joel states. He thought he loved Sarah’s mom… but truth was, he hadn’t even scratched the surface with her. Any love he had for her all went to loving Sarah. But this love between you and him, it was like being alive for the first time in years.

“I feel it too.” You smile back. He takes a deep breath in, unraveling himself from your arms. You give him a funny look as he takes your hands in his.

“You told me when we first met that you wanted the whole thing: love, marriage and kids. And I thought that meant you and I weren’t meant to be. But the sarcasm, and that damn laugh of yours… Ellie and I talked about you through our whole trip. It was the one thing that kept us talking on the way back.” He glances at Ellie, who gives him a little smile and a nod. “I tried so hard, but... I couldn't help myself from falling for you.” He pushes your hair behind your shoulder, letting his fingers drag over every inch of skin. “You’ve given me the courage to have a dream darlin’; and that dream is to be with you for the rest of my life.” He lowers himself down on one knee, holding his hand out as Ellie pulls a ring from her pocket. “(Y/F/N), will you marry me?”

He holds the ring out to you, and you recognize it as the one you pointed out Ellie a while back on a patrol shift. 

“Yes!” You vigorously shake your head, sticking your hand out for Joel to slip the ring on. Ellie let’s out her loudest whistle as Joel pulls you into a kiss.

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A Few days later

“Are you really going to change your last name? Sounds like a pain to have to remember you changed it.” Ellie sighs as you two make your way through one of the many old towns on your patrol route. 

“A different last name is the fun part! Plus I don’t have to fill out paper work anymore, so I could change my name, your name and no one would give a rat’s patoot.” You laugh, earning an eye roll from Ellie.

She jogs ahead, looking in the store windows. She ran this route with Tommy a while ago and she could have sworn there was a store with “Wedding dresses!” She lets out a whoop and runs back to you.

“Come on momma!” She grabs your hand and bounds back to the store.

“Sugar! You know I don’t run unless I …” you mouth stops moving as you see the big white dress in the window, “have to.”

“Maybe you could find one. I saw this old movie about a big wedding, and all the girls were so excited about the dress… I thought you might be too.” She sheepishly admits.

“Sugarpie… it’s perfect.” You whisper, your voice wobbling as you feel the backs of your eyes prickle.

“Apparently we have equally good timing!” A voice shouts from one of the alley ways. You glance behind Ellie and see Maria waving at the two of you.

“Maria?” 

“Surprise.” She shrugs, giving you a hug. “Ellie asked if I would come. Big white wedding isn’t my thing, but it brings you some well deserved happiness.”

“I’m not a cryer, but I might.” You sniffle. You hear the door unlatch, and turn to see Ellie holding it open. The three of you step inside, taking in the dust that has settled in the almost untouched shop.

“Ellie and I will scout out the place first, no bride should have to deal with infected.” Maria laughs, grabbing Ellie and weaving through the racks.

You walk through the first few isles, your hands grazing against the dresses that have sat for so long. It feels silly to think that there was so much pressure to pick the right one, but it was different back then. 

Joel’s going to flip, he's never seen me in anything so pretty. You think, your attention shifting at the touch of one dress. You rub the fabric with your fingertips, it’s soft like whipped cream…

“All clear!” Ellie shouts, jogging back to the front of the store. She turns to you, her brows knitting in concern at the sad look in your eyes.

“(Y/N)?” Maria asks.

“Is it silly to want a wedding… you know, with everything that’s happening. It was a dream from... before.” You sigh.

“You have a man and a young girl who love that you have a dream.” Maria pats your shoulder.

“Joel told me— what was it again? Fall in love, get married, have a kid? After you get married all you need is the kid.” She smiles.

“I already have the kid.” You retort, confused when Ellie frowns at you. “You, Ellie. You’ll always be my kid. And I’ll always be your mom, no matter what.” You pull her into a hug, squeezing her as hard as you can.

“Ok, let’s get this show on the road, the boys are expecting all three of us for dinner.” Maria pats your shoulder and the three of you move toward the racks.

“Let’s have some fun.” You smile at each of them. “Pick two dresses: one that is the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever seen, and one that you think I’d actually look good in.” Both girls nod and the three of you run through the racks pulling dresses out of the bags in an attempt to make any sense of them.

After about twenty minutes you’re in the dressing surrounded by a sea of fabric.

“Hurry up in there!” Maria shouts from her seat on the couch. 

You shuffle around the corner, arms full of fabric as you try not to faceplant. You manage to step up onto the little podium and let go of the fabric. You’re laughing at the ridiculousness when you see their faces. “What?”

“Why does that actually—”

“Look kinda good?” Ellie finishes. She takes a lap around the perimeter of the dress, whistling in aw.

“There’s no way the three of us can trek back with this thing.” You shake your head, gathering the fabric. The next one you try on had you looking like the fuzziest bird any of you had ever seen. You thought Ellie was going to die laughing when you put on a tiny hat to match. The two regular dresses you tried on were nice, but not quite it.

“We have no idea what we’re doing (Y/N). There wasn’t one you liked?” 

Your fingers twitch at her question, you can feel the fabric ghost over your fingertips. You walk to the front rack, retracing your steps until you feel it. You grab it off the hanger and head to the dressing room. 

You yank off the last dress and take the new one. It glides onto your body, the length stops just shy of the floor, the feather light fabric skimming perfectly over your stomach. The top of the dress is lace appliques that look like ferns delicately wrapping around your chest, cascading down the skirt. The sleeves sit right at the peaks of your shoulders as a few more lace ferns delicately lay along the neckline.

“Fuck…” you whisper to yourself. You twist one direction, the fabric of the skirt gently moving with you. You slide your bra straps down so they’re hidden and take your hair out of it’s ponytail.

You slowly walk back to the girls, clearing your throat so they turn to you. They both freeze, eyes taking in the dress, you and you in the dress.

“Joel’s going to pass out.” Ellie blurts.

“You think?” You smile and walk over to the standing mirror. Maria and Ellie quickly stand behind you, admiring the dress.

“It’s perfect.” Maria smiles.

“I like the little ferns…” Ellie smiles, her fingers tracing one along your shoulder. “Do I have to wear a dress?” She asks, concern clearly in her voice.

“Not unless you want to Sugarpie.” You laugh, pulling her and Maria into a hug.

“Can I ask one thing of you though?” You turn to Ellie. “Will you stand next to me? As my maid of honor?” 

Ellie’s face breaks into a smile that’s a mile wide and she wraps you in the worlds biggest hug.

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“What are you doing?” Tommy yells across the dance hall.

“Helping?” You retort from the top of the ladder, not bothering to stop hanging the lights in your hand. He lets out a very irritated sigh, the sound of his boots becoming louder by the second.

“Ma’am, Maria and Ellie will murder me if you break yourself.” He slaps the side of your leg, gesturing for you to get down.

“Fine, but if this isn’t done—”

“Darlin, give Tommy a little slack.” Joel chuckles, his arms reaching for you as you climb down the ladder. He quickly envelops you in a hug, swaying you back and forth.

“He doesn’t give me any.” You pretend to pout, which Joel just kisses away.

“You two go get dressed! We’re almost done here.” Tommy shakes his head, slapping his brother on the back.

“Ready?” Joel asks, giving you a smile as he pushes your hair out of your face.

“Always.” You tell him.

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You zip Maria into her dress, fiddling with her hair before you slip into your own dress.

“Ellie will you—“ you stop short as your zipper starts moving up. “Thanks Sugarpie.” You turn toward her. You freeze as soon as your eyes land on her; she’s in a fucking dress.

You both stare at each other, equally in ah at how stunning the other looks. 

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” She whispers. She was excited to see your reaction to her own dress, but the slight furrow in your brow and the continued silence makes her uneasy. Maybe I was wrong…

“You’re in a dress…” you breathe out. She gives a slow nod, giving you a small spin. “Ellie, you don’t have to wear a dress.”

“Well, it was there, it’s your favorite color and it has a leaf pattern like your dress. Just seemed right.” She shrugs. You stare for a minute longer, trying to understand why.

“You have jeans under it, don’t you?” You realize.

“Yes, yes I do.” She proudly confirms.

There’s a swift knock on the door and Tommy pokes his head in, his eyes going wide at the sight of all of you.

“You three ready?” He asks, holding an arm out for his wife. They take their leave and now it’s just you and Ellie.

“I go before you?” She asks, fiddling with her dress.

“Yes.” You automatically answer. She nods and turns to walk out the door but you put a hand on her shoulder. “Actually, will you walk me down the aisle? Since my parents aren’t here to do it.” Tears spring into your eyes; your weren’t going to cry but doing this wedding without everyone you thought would be here is tugging at your heart.

“You’re there for me. And I’ll be there for you.” She smiles. You hook your arm through hers and make your way to the dance hall. 

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“Didn’t expect there to be so many people.” Joel tells Tommy, fiddling with the collar of his shirt. Every seat is filled, some people sitting on the laps of others; many of the kids are on the floor along the walls and everyone is happily chatting.

“It’s a happy occasion. And a reason to drink.” Tommy smiles. Joel lets out a deep chuckle, thankful Tommy is standing by his side.

The crowd goes silent as a guitar begins to play; it’s a tune Joel had written for you, and he spent a good few days making sure someone could play it just right. 

Then you come around the corner. Your white dress floats around you, making you look like the angel he's prayed to all his life. The song is long forgotten as you float closer with Ellie by your side. You two stop in font of Joel, Ellie giving your arm a squeeze and stepping to the side.

“Darlin’… you look so beautiful.” Joel whispers, his fingers threading through yours.

“So do you Honeybunch.” You smile.

“Where do we begin on a day like today…” The pastor starts. “It’s not often we, as a community, have the pleasure of celebrating something as joyous as a marriage. Many have discarded this long standing tradition, easily forgetting what it means. It’s not about one person having control over another, it’s about two people walking hand in hand through this life as partners.”

The crowd murmurs in agreement, which makes you smile.

“The two you see before you have walked difficult paths; they’ve done things to survive, they’ve grieved for love lost. But they’ve been able to find happiness even in the dark; they found love in each other, in Ellie, and in this community. And today they have shared that happiness with us."

Someone in the crowd woops as a few other clap.

"The rings please.” The pastor asks. Tommy produces both rings, handling one to each of you.

“Joel Miller, do you promise to love, cherish and honor the woman before you until your last breath?”

“I do.” He beams.

“And do you (Y/F/N), promise to love, cherish and honor this man before you until your last breath?”

"I do." You smile.

"Then I, and all these witnesses, pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Joel quickly lets go of your hands, wrapping his arms around you and dipping you low as he plants a kiss so hot you think you just might burst into flames.

#joel miller x plus size reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #the last of us fic #the last of us #ellie williams #tommy miller #maria miller #tommy tlou #tlou

[its-deputy-caleb]

hellllooooo amigo

so I was wondering if you could write a lil fic about Micah mentioning his birthday is soon but not expecting anyone to care about it but then the reader surprises him with a present and Micah’s like :O

I’ve had this idea stuck in my head for the past week lmao but if it ain’t your thing or if you’ve done something similar before then don’t worry about it my g :)

howdyy amigo <33 so i had all these good ideas and then i was writing and the creative block hit HARD so i high key hate this and its a mess but i hope i pulled through in the end and i kinda went a little off topic but oops enjoy anyway :0

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You never really gave a thought to Micah’s birthday. Not because you didn’t want to celebrate it but simply because he never mentioned it to you. It wasn’t really a tradition to celebrate a gang members birthday although the group would never pass up a chance for drinking. Mostly those celebrations were reserved for big scores.

For some of the special members of the gang however, there were celebrations. On Dutch’s the whole gang would practically feast and party for the entire week and for Miss Grimshaw Javier would perform while Sean gave a right old toast. Dutch even insisted on a party for Molly and you laughed at Karen and Mary Beth who whined the entire night about “Miss fancy pants needing her own royal party”.

Of course even for the other members you’d notice when it was their birthday. You’d seen when close friends of Arthur leave gifts beside your own at his tent and for Jack’s birthday John and Abigail tolerated each other enough to spoil the boy with gifts surrounded by family.

That’s why you thought it was rather odd when Micah, your sweetheart never told you about his birthday. You thought he may have damn well forgot it when you overheard him one night with Bill.

He was mumbling into a bottle of whiskey, half on his way to passing out when he mentioned he was getting too old with another birthday coming up in a few days. Of course the bastard wouldn’t tell you, for all his boasting he’d never been one for parties or celebrating.

So with that in mind you spent the rest of the night formulating a plan to at least celebrate his birthday between the two of you.

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You’d learnt from Bill the next morning, who wasn’t nearly half as drunk (or hungover) as Micah that his birthday was in exactly three days.

So that left you with three days to formulate just how you’d surprise the man you’d come to love so dearly for his birthday.

Coming up with a celebration was relatively easy— he wasn’t one for crowds, he enjoyed your company and only yours alone and he loved a good whiskey so naturally you’d take him away from the gang’s camp and head down to the Dakota river for the night.

It was finding a good gift that had you tearing your hair out. It was hard trying to find something that would be personal enough for Micah to appreciate when the man in question held few personal belongings, and naturally a new revolver was completely out of the question.

-

You decided to give up on your mission to find him a gift after nearly chewing Swanson’s ear off for singing while you were trying to think and rethink your gift.

So with a new formed headache you headed into valentine to purchase a nice and rather expensive whiskey for tomorrow night.

On your way out of the general store you noticed a beautiful Dutch Warmblood horse trot into the stable behind his owner. The horse had a large white spot over his leg and it couldn’t’ help but remind you of Baylock.

Bingo.

Smiling to yourself you put the whiskey in your saddle bag and walked into the stables to buy Micah his birthday gift, one you’re sure he’s going to love more over any new jacket or gunbelt.

-

Micah’s day went about relatively normally for the most part, waking up together with a kiss and a coffee but you couldn’t help be slightly more affectionate than usual.

You’d spent most of the day together, Micah talking with you while you did chores and you talking with him while he (reluctantly) sat on guard duty. All the normal things about the day went on and you kept your secret until the sun was just about to dip over the mountain.

Micah was leaning against a tree, sharpening his knife when you came up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. You played with the ends of his hair, taking in the sight of him as he holstered the knife and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’ve got something for you.”

You leant forward and placed a soft kiss to his cheek, smiling against his skin at the curious sound he made.

“Hmm? You sure that something isn’t right here in front of me sweetheart?”

You giggle softly as Micah tries to pull you in closer for a proper kiss, deciding to indulge in his wishes for once. It was his birthday after all.

Pulling away from the surprisingly tender kiss, you give him a gentle smile as you untangle yourself from his arms.

“Common, let me show you.”

You take Micah by the hand, almost dragging him to the other side of camp by the horses which drew the attention from a few of the gang members but you didn’t have a care in the world as anticipation grew.

Leading him over to Baylock who is newly saddled, you watched as Micah stared blankly at it before tentatively bringing a hand up to feel over the soft premium leather.

The saddle was all black to match Baylock’s coat with white inlay in the seat and silver on the horn. All of it was the finest quality at your request and even the bedroll was a finer cotton than most.

Micah couldn’t help the smile that broke out onto his face and he turned to you looking like a kid on Christmas.

“You get this for little old me?”

Your own smile matched his as you wrapped your arms back around his neck once more.

“Well I thought since you’d never ever want another revolver and there isn’t much more you love than those guns and Baylock that you’d want a new saddle for him.”

Micah brought you in for a tight hug after that, managing to lift you slightly as you clung to him for dear life. He looked up at you from your new position.

“Sweetheart there ain’t nothing I love more than I do you—“

He sets you back on the ground, leaning in for a kiss but letting your noses bump and your foreheads touch.

“—worth more to me than any ol’ revolver, I love you.”

You close the gap between the two of you, melting into each other as you feel just how much Micah is in love with you.

“I love you too Mikey, and happy birthday— do you like it?”

The look you give him is one of hope and he can’t help but nod and wrap his arms tighter around your waist.

“Course I like it, but yer didn’t need to pay for this. Looks real fancy.”

Micah looked over the saddle once more, his eyes beaming as he saw how well it complemented Baylock’s coat. He was impressed, of course by the gift but because you had cared enough to get it for him and it only confirmed the feelings he had for you.

“Who says I paid for it?”

You saw Micah smirk at your comment and give a low evil laugh.

“That’s my sweetheart I know and love.”

Of course this time you had paid for the saddle, one of the few items you were willing to pay for but that didn’t mean the two of you didn’t steal practically everything else.

You pull away from Micah and hoist yourself up onto Baylock’s saddle, holding your hand out to a very confused looking Micah.

“Common you, I’ve got a nice bottle of whiskey and two glasses waiting for us.”

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Down by the river you and Micah were perched up on a large rock that was floating in some shallow water by the river bank. You’d hidden the glasses and whiskey in a tree and the two of you were now laughing together as you drank through it slowly.

Your head was resting under his chin while his arm that wasn’t holding his glass was draped over your shoulder. The moonlight reflecting off the water was more than enough for the two of you to see as he topped up your glass for you.

“Gosh so how old are you now?”

Your words were light and charismatic, the two of you giggling about all sorts of things that night. Micah looked up in contemplation, humming as if he was trying to remember.

“Ehh must be close to forty now— thirty nine I think.”

You whistled, only to cut yourself off with a small laugh as you raised the glass to your mouth.

“You are getting old Mr.Bell, the next thing you know I’ll be able to outshoot you.”

“Sweetheart you can already outshoot me…”

Despite the lighthearted tone of the conversation, you noticed how Micah got uncharacteristically quiet.

“Micah? Are you alright?”

You sit up to face Micah, noticing the flush on his cheeks which wasn’t the fault of the whiskey and the way his attention was on sloshing the liquid in the glass.

“I am gettin’ old sweetheart, at least in terms o’ outlaws—“

“Micah what are you saying?”

You stare at him confused, completely unprepared for what he says next.

“— ‘m saying that i love you and yer the only one I’d ever wanna grow old with.”

Your eyes widen, in fear? in hope? You weren’t quite sure, maybe it was shock at the fact Micah Bell had said he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

“B-but I thought you didn’t want redemption!? I thought you never wanted to leave the gang, this life!”

Micah shakes his head, putting down your glasses and taking his hands in yours as he squeezes them to reassure himself more than anything.

“I didn’t— I don’t. Oh hell I don’t know what I want but I would throw it all away for you, if its what you wanted.”

He seems to regain some of his confidence after a deep breath and he waves his hands in front of you as he tries to formulate what he wants to say.

“Ya’know have a house and all that…”

You smile gently, your heart melting at the thought that Micah would give up everything for you. You lean forward, taking his hands and threading your fingers before kissing him.

The kiss depends as you momentarily forget where you are and you both start to let your hands wander lower over each other until Micah knocks the glass of whiskey over.

Pulling back from where you’d almost crawled on top of him, you smile sheepishly and sit back down on the rock. This time you sit between Micah’s legs so his arms can rest in your lap and his head can rest on your shoulder.

“Well a house and all that can wait since I’m perfectly happy growing old with you robbing and thieving our way across the plains.”

Your head rests against his own as you feel him litter soft kisses over your shoulder and neck.

“Sounds like something I could get used to.”

Micah whispers his words against your skin and the two of you enjoy the peace and each other’s company. Your hand gives his own a reassuring squeeze, letting your eyes close as you relax and listen to the sound of the river flowing.

“As long as I have you and get to celebrate a hundred more birthdays with you, I’ll be the happiest person in the world.”

Micah squeezes your hand back, sitting up so you could get comfortable against his chest as he rests his chin on top of your head.

“Not sure ‘bout a hundred but you have me for as long as this world lets me darlin’”

You hum sleepily, getting closer and closer to sleep as you listen to his gravelly voice.

“Promise?”

“I Promise”

#i dont even know what this is #warning: unedited af #micah bell #micah bell x reader #micah bell imagine #gn!reader #rdr2 #rdr2 writing #rdr2 headcanons #red dead redemption 2 #THE WRITERS BLOCK HITTT #😩😩😩

[the-himawari]

A3! Nanao Taichi - Translation [SSR] MANKAI Memory (3/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Taichi: Today’s a great day to skate too, huh~!

Hisoka: I’m glad the weather’s nice.

Sakuya: By the way, Taichi-kun. Those are…

Taichi: Hehe, they’re roller skates!

Hisoka: Why roller skates?

Taichi: I just felt like using them all of a sudden, so I bought some! I want you two to watch me skate around.

Hisoka: Sure.

Sakuya: Good luck, Taichi-kun!

Taichi: Thanks, guys! ‘Kay then, I’mma head out~. Ohh, I’m off to a pretty good start! …Err, WAHH!

*falls*

Sakuya: T-Taichi-kun! Are you okay!?

Taichi: Ow, ow… I fell right away… But I’m good to go!

Hisoka: You said you wanted us to watch, so I thought you were good at roller skating.

Taichi: Yeah, no, I’m not good at it… You can’t just suddenly become good at something, huh? No matter what you do, you gotta train properly! (…I see. I had that experience of giving up on roller skating because I couldn’t get the hang of it back then—) (So that might be why I could practice skateboarding so hard, naturally, until I was able to do it.)

-pause-

Izumi: Happy birthday, Taichi-kun!

Troupe members: Happy birthday.

Taichi: Thanks so much, everyone~!

Banri: Hey, why’s the birthday boy all scratched up?

Taichi: Oh, that’s… I was roller skating at the park before this and fell pretty spectacularly~.

Izumi: Ehh, really? Are you okay!?

Taichi: It’s not a huge biggie, so no worries!

Omi: Speaking of roller skates, I was surprised you chose those as your accessory for the birthday bromide.

Azami: True. It seems like you’d roller skate too, but Taichi-san’s a skateboarder.

Taichi: I can’t deny that, but… I wasn’t allowed to buy roller shoes, so an older cousin of mine gave those to me instead.

Sakyo: Oh, I see. You have a special attachment to them, huh?

Taichi: I say that, but I totally forgot about them until I went searching back home!

Juza: You’re pro at skateboardin’, so I bet you were good at roller skatin’ too.

Taichi: Actually, I was a total flop. I said earlier that I fell down at the park, but that wasn't because it's been a while—. The truth is, I've never been able to roller skate well.

Banri: Heh, that’s surprisin’ to hear.

Izumi: I imagined you’d be able to do it well since it’s you, Taichi-kun.

Taichi: I tried my best and practiced hard at first. But it didn’t go so well, and I ended up giving up. So that’s why roller skating is a bitter memory for me—. But looking back, that might be one of the reasons why I decided to do the things that I can’t do until I’m able to get the hang of them. I think the disappointment and regret I felt back then is connected to my current attitude towards acting.

Option 1: “You did your best.”

Izumi: You did your best, Taichi-kun.

Taichi: You think so?

Izumi: I think it's amazing that you're not just leaving that bitter memory as your negative past, but that you’re using it as motivation.

Taichi: I gotta take advantage of these experiences and connect them to what’s up next. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to face my teammates who forgave me and acknowledged me!

Option 2: “You’re a hard worker.”

Izumi: I see. That’s why you’re a hard worker, Taichi-kun.

Taichi: Me? But everyone’s working hard!

Banri: Maybe so, but it’s hard to keep giving it your absolute all like you always do, Taichi.

Azami: In Taichi-san’s case, he doesn’t just put all his effort into acting, but also playing.

Juza: Thanks to you, we have lots of fun too.

Omi: They’re right. You’ve saved us a lot, so we're grateful to you, Taichi.

Sakyo: The fact you're always working frantically and passionately on everything that you take on is your strong point.

Taichi: You guys~…!

Azami: Well, you should be careful not to overdo it though, Taichi-san.

Taichi: I-I'll be careful to control myself…! More importantly, have you guys played with roller skates before?

Azami: Not me. I’ve seen it before, but there aren’t many kids my age who do it.

Juza: I haven’t either. People around me might’ve been doing it, but I wasn't really interested.

Omi: I don’t think I’ve done it before.

Sakyo: Same here.

Taichi: Okay, okay, I see~! So everyone’s pretty much a beginner, huh!

Banri: I’ve done it before though, by the way.

Taichi: Uh, as expected of Ban-chan…

Banri: You do you look so disappointed?

Taichi: If no one has experience, then I was thinking we could all go together and I could teach everyone…!

Izumi: Don’t worry, Taichi-kun! It looks like everyone’s a beginner besides Banri-kun, so you can teach the other guys. And if it’s alright with you, can I also get you to teach me?

Taichi: D-Director-sensei…!

Juza: I wanna try it too, after hearin’ your story, Taichi.

Azami: I mean, I guess I can try it once.

Omi: You roller skate at the skate park, right? I think it’ll be fun if we all bring bentos and go together.

Sakyo: Don't get carried away and get injured.

Banri: The guy who says that is always the first to wipe out.

Sakyo: …Who’re you talkin’ about?

Taichi: E-everyone…! I’ll do my very best so I can teach all of you how to roller skate! But I still have tons of training to do, so wait for me until I've mastered it~!

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Madeline Ducktor bio

1. OC's full name?:

Madeline Ducktor Gearloose

2. Hair color?:

Naturally blonde, half dyed purple

3. Eye color?:

Bright green

4. Skin tone?:

White feathers

5. Height?:

N/A

6. What do they normally wear?:

Usually wears a black leather jacket over a pink shirt, black skirt and black boots

7. Pronuns?:

She/her

8. Gender?:

Female

9. Sexuality?:

Lesbian

10. Fav. Color?:

Pink!

11. Fav. Food?:

Chocolate

12. Fav. Animal?:

Kimono dragons

13. Fav. Music genre?:

Alternative and pop

14. Best friend?:

Dia (Prodigy/Gyro kid)

15. Parents' names?:

Gyro Gearloose & Mad Ducktor

16. Fav. Sport?:

Softball (watching)

17. Hobbies?:

Graffiti, science, and skateboarding

18. Night or morning person?:

Night. It’s a lot more peaceful (also because Gyro’s asleep and can’t scream at her for every little thing, according to her )

19. Artistic?:

Kind of. She likes doing graffiti on walls and stuff like that, and she doodles occasionally but it’s not a big part of her life

20. Brave or cautious?:

Very brave

21. Extrovert, ambivert, or introvert?:

Extrovert. She’s not afraid to talk to people. She gets angry easily and isn’t afraid to speak her mind and yell at anyone who pisses her off

22. Any scars?:

None. She has a few bruises from getting into fights and falling off her skateboard

23. Long or short hair?:

Long

24. Piercings or tattoos?:

She gets her eyebrow pierced when she gets older. She’s always had ear piercings

25. Glasses?:

No

26. Pet peeves?:

She hates people who constantly talk and never shut up. Hates getting interrupted.

27. Strengths?:

Free willed. Very independent and uncaring about what people say or think about her.

28. Weaknesses?:

Her father. She loves Ducktor more than anything in the world and she wants him to be proud of her. Can never say no to him

29. Character quirks?:

None

30. Dream job?:

Super villain like her dad

31. (My question) What fandoms are they for?: Duckverse

32. Fav. Drink?:

Pink Monster Energy

33. Any enemies?:

Cellina, sometimes

34. What is their family life like?:

It’s…complicated. Really loves Ducktor, as stated before. She also cares a lot about her sister even though she doesn’t act like it. Her and Gyro are not as close and are always fighting with one another

35. Any close friends?:

Dia

36. Age?:

12 (changes depending)

37. In school?:

Yes

38. Passions?:

Science and villainy

39. Short term goals?:

Survive high school

40. Long term goals?:

Become a powerful super villain like her father

41. Can they drive?:

When they get older, she sucks at driving and always manages to either get lost or nearly run someone over

42. Idols they look up to?:

Ducktor, obviously. She wants him to be proud of her and she doesn’t think she’ll ever be good enough for him. Ducktor thinks otherwise though, he’s already proud

43. Nicknames?:

Maddy, Mads

44. Their birthday?:

March 13th xxxx

45. Have they kissed anyone?:

Nope

46. Have they done anything illegal?:

Plenty of things. She is a villainess in training after all. She’s only done petty crimes as of now though

47. Optimistic or pessimistic?:

In between

48. Idealistic or realistic?:

Idealistic

49. Religious?:

No

50. Do they believe in soulmates?:

Not really. She doesn’t think about it much

51. Fav. Music artists?:

Twenty One Pilots & Green Day

52. Fav. Song?:

Misery Business by Paramore

53. Leader or follower?:

Leader

54. Taken or single?:

Single

55. Fav. Movie?:

Nightmare On Elm Street, Friday The Thirteenth

56. Fav. TV show?:

Crime shows

57. Sun or rain?:

Sun

58. Organized or messy?:

Measy

59. Do they like themselves?:

Sometimes

60. Self-esteem status?:

Neutral

61. Defining features?:

Her green eyes and blonde hair, which she got from her parents

62. Name meaning?:

Tower, elevated, great, magnificent

63. Poor, middle class or wealthy?:

Lower Middle class

64. Well liked?:

Ehh

65. Good or bad at lying?:

Good at lying

66. Ever sprained or broken anything?:

Yes

67. Can they win a fight?:

Most likely

68. Can they dance?:

No. Not at all lol

69. Do they like fancy attire?:

No she thinks it’s itchy

70. (My question) Do they have powers? If so, what are they?: none

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