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ch iv. tacit

joel miller x f!reader x unrequited!tommy miller (no outbreak AU)

chapter four of chaser

warnings: 18+ minors please dni. love triangle forming formed. lots of angst, miscommunications. very brief mentions of sexual situations. age gap, reader is 23 and joel is 35. Tommy is 30. (ages of all characters and plot do not follow canon strictly for the story’s sake).

summary: tommy miller 'accidentally' sets joel up on a blind date on your night out. you're definitely not happy about it, and neither is joel.

a/n: tried something kinda new with this chapter. Been feeling like my writing as a whole lowkey gives bare bones considering all my edits and things i cut out so i tried to keep most of my ideas, just refined them more. ~ THIS SYMBOL REPRESENTS POV CHANGE. Really trying to rein in the idea that they’re fucking terrible at communicating and they interpret situations differently (but differently in such a similar way). If yall liked this please lmk. and dont worry things will get better in the next chapter (i already have half of it written).

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“I did good, didn’t I?” What the fuck. “What?” you echo your thoughts, looking over at Tommy. He smiles at the pair. “She’s my next door neighbor. I fixed up her mailbox and got to talkin’ — said I thought she would get along with Joel.” “You invited her?” you ask, your voice small. “Yeah,” Tommy laughs and rubs your shoulder. “‘S what I just said, baby.”

“Are you serious?” you almost want to hit Joel upside the head.

He just nods, raising his beer to you and chugging down a good portion of it.

“God. You’re kidding, right?” You turn back to Tommy.

“Sorry, baby. Dead serious.”

“Jesus,” you shake your head, tipping back the remainder of your second drink.

Tommy’s birthday. On Sunday. As in like, two days from now, and you had no clue, not until this very moment, the two brothers staring back at you like they don’t see the issue with this.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“‘M tellin’ you now?” Tommy laughs. You shove him playfully.

“Well, we have to throw you a party,” you announce, shaking your head at the thought that maybe, if Joel didn’t say anything, you wouldn’t have known about Tommy’s birthday at all.

“No, I don’t think —”

“No excuses,” you say, shrugging your shoulders and giving him a shy smile. “Joel and I will take care of it. Right?” you look over at him, but he stares back with wide eyes.

He stutters out words, trying to give an excuse, but doesn’t get very far.

“Joel and I will throw you a party,” you say, giving Joel a teasing look. “You gotta up my pay, Miller.”

“In your dreams, I pay you plenty. And Sarah’s an angel — I’m basically paying you to sit around and hang out.”

“‘S hard work,” you chuckle, the boys laugh. “Can we use your backyard, Joel?”

“Why.”

“You have a pool…and a barbecue…and a lawn.”

“Jesus. ‘S like y’all don’t own houses.”

“Great! Party at Joel’s,” you smile at him, teasing almost — flirting. But you reel it in at Tommy’s voice.

They start talking about something regarding the current state of Joel’s backyard and you get lost in the conversation, itching to approach the bar and get another drink.

Your phone buzzes, it’s Olivia calling. You excuse yourself and make a quick break outside.

“Hello?”

Hey babe, so how’s it going? Am I interrupting anything??

You roll your eyes.

“Liv, c’mon. Tommy is here with us,” you say into the phone, peering back at the brothers perched on a high table through the window.

Ugh. Fucking buzzkill. So you’re not gonna make a move tonight?

“Jesus. No — no.”

Sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself more than me.

“If I get some alone time with him then maybe we’ll — talk about it. I guess…” you look back to them again. Joel’s eyes catch yours and you turn around quickly.

“I dunno though. Tommy’s being clingy.”

He’s always clingy. Sneak Joel into the bathroom, maybe y'all can go for round two.

“Liv!” you chastise, your cheeks heat at the thought.

Keep me posted. And have fun, girl.

“I will, thanks. Love you, bye.”

Love you, bye.

You hang up, rubbing your hands on your upper arms to shield yourself from the cold. You need another drink desperately.

You walk back in. The roaring crowd meets your ears immediately. Dim string lights and a couple shots in and things had been going — good.

Relatively good. The best you could hope for out of your Friday night out with the boys.

Joel isn’t being an ass and Tommy is relatively chill so things have been good. It’s fun being out with them. Especially when Tommy might be too distracted by the crowd to see you staring at Joel — the way his biceps stretch the cotton of his t-shirt. The way his lips curl around his glass. The glint in his eyes when he laughs. And you know for certain, Tommy doesn’t notice Joel’s hand resting on your thigh for a couple, fleeting seconds every so often.

You approach the bar and ask for another drink. You’re not sure where you stand with Joel, you two haven’t been afforded much alone time since the phone call. But things might finally feel good. Especially between the brothers.

Maybe it had been way too good — way too calm — because something always had to fuck everything up — and this was that moment.

A long legged blonde walks through the double doors like a scene out of a movie. Somewhere deep down in the teenage part of your psyche, you want to say her clothes are ill-fitting, her lipstick — a garish shade of mauve, her hair — coarse and utterly damaged. But it’s not. She’s none of those things.

She's perfect.

It's been two days since the incident on the phone. Joel and Tommy have been sort of MIA with a big part of their project — coming back home late, when Sarah’s already asleep. You got your car fixed (all on your own) so you leave them with some leftovers on the table as soon as they get back.

“Thanks, sweetheart.”

Joel had said when you pointed out the food on the table last night. You recall everyone’s eyes widening, the pet name slipping from his lips with ease. It sounded like butter to your ears — fighting the urge to smile a mile wide and kiss him like you’ve been begging to do since the day you met. But you knew Tommy noticed, you all noticed. Joel brushed it off with a cough, saying something about how it had been a particularly rough day.

Tommy didn’t say much about it. But he wasn’t acting strange which was good. Even tonight, he’s still acting himself — it’s a bit of a relief.

Even now, when surprisingly, Tommy stands and greets the woman, pulling her into a hug. Joel stands too, though he looks a bit confused.

You stare at them from the bar, Tommy says something to Joel, obviously introducing the blonde to him. Joel’s face contorts into recognition at the name, maybe Tommy has mentioned her before.

You don’t even notice the bartender placing your drink down in front of you, abandoning it and beelining towards them. The drink sweats on the bartop, alone. Forgotten.

“Why don’t you go with Joel?” Tommy says, ushering her towards Joel’s side. “Grab her a drink?”

You look up at Joel in passing, the blonde on his other side, you try to keep your face normal, but a look slithers onto your brow. He knows exactly what you’re trying to say.

What the fuck?

His eyes scrunch for a half second, saying, I don’t know, either and stalks away with the blonde. You watch them leave, but Tommy’s voice snaps you out of your trance, a heavy arm braces itself over your shoulder as you both watch them approach the bar.

“I did good, didn’t I?”

What the fuck.

“What?” you echo your thoughts, looking over at Tommy. He smiles at the pair.

“She’s my next door neighbor. I fixed up her mailbox and got to talkin’ — said I thought she would get along with Joel.”

“You invited her?” you ask, your voice small.

“Yeah,” Tommy laughs and rubs your shoulder. “‘S what I just said, baby.”

Joel looks — you don’t really know what he looks like. He doesn’t look completely uninterested, but you can spot the glint in his eye a million miles away. And when he lacks it too, like right now.

But maybe you like to imagine what his eyes look like — just for you. How you can feel his glances from across a room, how his eyes meet yours through a crowded bar and never let go. Like a string attaches your irises and pulls you, locked together, forever.

It doesn’t seem like he’s looking at her like that but you’re beginning to realize you know nothing of what these boys might do.

It’s not like Joel owes you anything in this moment — and you’re not asking him. You know what he has to do to save both of your asses from Tommy’s precise, unwavering eyes, and he’s doing it. He’s strong — but you’re not sure if you’ve got that kind of fight in you. To let him go, with wandering eyes and wandering, delicate fingers braced all over his body. Maybe this is how he feels — no — now you’re certain your feelings match Joel’s in those fleeting moments when he catches you with Tommy.

It leaves you feeling sick. Guilty? Sure. Sad? Oh, definitely.

Jealous? Yeah. That one.

Even if it might be unrightfully so. But you keep it down the best you can.

“You think they look good together?” Tommy says from the table now. You don’t remember him moving.

“Yeah,” you reply in a soft voice.

He clears his throat when you stare at them for too long.

“Yeah,” you say again, louder, when you turn to him. He smiles back.

“‘S what I thought, too.” he throws some trail mix into his mouth. “Think she might be good for him.”

“Good for him,” you echo, absentmindedly. The only thing you can think about — and look at, for that matter — is the way her manicured fingers brush over his arm, and how he doesn’t push them away.

Good for him.

She seems good for him. Maybe all he needs is a bobbing blonde bimbo in his life. Something to brighten up his day. You thought you were good for him. Thought you were good for his life. Thought you were good for everyone.

But when he laughs a bit — you can’t help but wonder: what do you think you know anymore?

“You alright?”

You snap your head to Tommy again.

You feel like crying but you bite back the desperate tears.

“Yeah,” you say, the feeling in your throat rising with your reply, and even more so with the next. “‘M fine.”

You watch the bartender set a drink down in front of the unnamed woman and she accepts it graciously. The pair begins to walk back, she’s close to Joel’s side. You bite your tongue, whipping out your phone instead to sneak Olivia a sad, solemn text.

You look down, the tears pooling to the front of your eye, momentarily blurring your vision like someone just released a flash bomb in the bar — maybe an ambush — this certainly feels like one.

You can’t really read the legibility of your writing, knowing it's littered with typos, your thumbs moving faster than your mind — saying something about a woman and Joel and almost regrettably because of how in the moment you are right now — how fucking stupid Tommy Miller is — even though you know this is far from his fault.

The pair stands before you. The woman smiles down at you — your body failing to stand until Tommy puts a gentle hand on your shoulder, ushering you up to your feet.

Why is everything coming out of Tommy’s mouth muffled to your ears?

Maybe Joel can see the unshed tears in your eyes, but he stops the introduction on its head — the pity clear in his voice. That you can hear. The honey-rich, southern — homey — sound of his drawl punching through the sound barrier of stupid teenage hurt feelings and childish jealousy wrapped around you like a blanket—

“You alright, sweetheart?”

There it is again. That fucking pet name that holds you in a vice grip, sends shooting electricity down your spine, makes you want to scream out to the entire bar — please — please. Just stop this bullshit, end it. Press rewind to five minutes ago when things seemed to be going good and make this — fucking please — make this stop.

But you don’t say that. The tears recede at his voice, you smile up at him like a scene rehearsed and then back to the blonde. She stares at you, her brow a bit cocked and at his words — you know this is far from the acting normal you and Joel unspokenly try to adhere to. Even in the worst circumstances — like this one.

“Yeah,” you brush him off quickly, he moves to speak but you cut him off, a surprisingly cool tone braced on your lips.

“Nice to meet you,” you smile, taking her hand, telling her your name. “Tommy said you’re his neighbor?”

“Yeah that’s right,” she laughs. “Quite the handyman.”

“I try my best,” Tommy jests from beside you. She laughs.

“Caroline,” she finishes with, dropping your hand. You smile back.

She’s pretty, and nice, and fucking funny and you want to be so fucking mean to her because she’s got her hands all over Joel and she’s insanely gorgeous but you know better. You like to think you're far from your teenage years — even if you feel like you’re drowning in your numbers.

You can see her better in this light.

A lump in your throat forms because what’s even worse than her being pretty is that she looks older.

More like Tommy — more like Joel.

More age appropriate.

Less like you.

“So what do you do?” Caroline says as you all sit.

“Oh. I’m Joel’s nanny—” you stifle an awkward laugh. You’ve never said that out loud.

“Joel needs a nanny?” she bites back with a witty smirk on her face. Everyone laughs.

“I’m Sarah’s babysitter, just got my bachelors in May though,” you laugh back. She nods.

“What did you study?”

“English.”

“Ah. English. Remember those days.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a journalist. Work for some company no one cares about, blah blah blah. You get it,” she says, sipping on her drink.

Great. Journalist.

“Do you like it?” Tommy asks from beside you. You get lost in her words, not really hearing anything besides how she's better and farther along in a similar field as you.

You mumble something to Tommy about how you need another drink, hopping to the bar when everyone settles into the conversation.

Like clockwork, you can feel Joel’s eyes on you, tracking you across the bar and when you slip further into the crowd.

You push through to get to the bathroom but when you arrive, you freeze.

How could you be so stupid?

You’re surprised the door to that bathroom doesn’t show your fingerprints and scratch marks from the other side. You remember it being nicer than it currently stands before you. A small smile finds its way to your lips at the thought. Everything seems to fade when you think about that night — when you think about how Joel makes you feel.

But you can’t go back in. That would be setting yourself up for the ultimate failure. Disqualifying you from the race because of a faulty start.

You push into the next bathroom, some ways down the small hallway.

The door shuts behind you, a rumbling tune plays through the walls of the bathroom, shaking the mirror and ruining the look you try to get at yourself. You can almost see the fatal flaw written on your face through the rippling glass: the thought that this would ever work out between you and Joel.

The woman beside Joel keeps touching him.

It’s not that it bothers him, particularly. It’s just that he can feel her wanting need pulse off her body like a fire alarm. The thought that he might look her way now is comical. Especially when you slip towards the bathroom. The same fucking bathroom all those weeks ago. Like it’s been sitting here waiting for the two of you to get inside and let hell break loose.

But it stares at Joel and bites back with teeth and fangs when you slip inside. Normally a smirk or even a wide smile would be wedged on his face from the implication. Follow me inside, tell me what you’re thinking with your actions, not words. Pin me up against the wall, let me say your name. Let me tell you I’m yours. But everything about right now screams the opposite of That Night.

It’s different this time. Instead, he can feel the sadness at your greeting and the look in your eye that followed.

Tommy is such a fucking idiot.

Joel’s always known there was a temper on Tommy since they were young. And there has always been that godforsaken sibling rivalry because Tommy turned out to be a good man. And as Joel reasons with himself — maybe Tommy is a better man than he is because all Joel wants to do is follow you into the bathroom, see if you’re alright, ask you to forget about this nonsense and just stay with him. Don’t let this push you to Tommy. Don’t let this ruin everything that’s been building.

Maybe that makes him a bad man for wanting. But maybe it also makes him a good man for not following through.

He can’t even drink anymore. The light beers are clearing from his head, but honestly, he was dead sober at the sight of you with unshed tears in your eyes.

But when you emerge from the bathroom like nothing is wrong, Joel falters. He isn’t sure what to do when you request a drink from the bar — and he isn’t sure what to do when it turns out to be a shot, you down it in one gulp and don’t ask for a chaser.

Maybe you want it to hurt.

It’s the first indication that something — anything — is wrong. And Joel would wager a million on what that something is.

Joel thought it had been clear the night of the dinner at his house. He thought his silent words snuck into Tommy’s brain enough to send a clear signal. Back off, dude.

But apparently it didn’t. Because this woman is sitting next to him, and her hand rests on his knee now. And she keeps snaking her fingers through to rest on his bicep. And he’s just about had enough.

“You should come. Right, Joel?”

“Huh,” he pushes out, looking back to his brother.

“To my party?”

It’s almost like Tommy is pleading with him. And he’s not sure what to say. Of course he doesn’t want her to come. But it’s Tommy’s party and the kick under the table from Tommy’s boot forces the words out of his mouth even though he wants to say the opposite.

“Yeah, sure.”

Tommy gives him a look. Joel knows this woman — Caroline — is nice. Hell, she might’ve even caught his eye if he wasn’t worshiping the ground you walk on. Maybe Tommy knew that too, and that’s why he invited her. She seems nice, and funny, but Joel can’t get you off his mind. The thought of you — like a bee who won’t quit buzzing around a flower.

“Need some water. Y’all want anythin’?”

They shake their heads and give their thanks but Joel wasn’t really paying much attention to them anyways. He can only look around the bar and see an apparent lack of your figure — anywhere.

He stands and searches for you, only to see your figure in a flash, walking towards the entrance. He catches your arm and you turn to him, a feigned, sad smile appears on your face.

Jesus.

You can’t even look him in the eyes — hold the unbreaking eye contact he made a mental note of when you two first met.

“What a’you doin’?” Joel asks, trying to keep his voice from wavering.

“Need some air,” you say.

Joel follows you wordlessly. He doesn’t care if his date or his brother sees him walk you out. It’s nothing to hide from. You guys are — friends.

The cool air hits his skin. He sees that you’re cold, but doesn’t want to hold you against him like he desperately needs to — at the implication that maybe you’d turn him down. Or worse, push him away.

“So…a party,” Joel starts with, grimacing internally at his chosen words.

“Yeah — if you don’t wanna help, you don’t have to. I was just joking in ther—”

Joel cuts you off. It hurts a bit — the thought that you think he wouldn’t want to help you.

“I do — wanna help.”

You smile shyly.

“Pick me up tomorrow? We’ll go shopping.”

“Be there at four, Sarah's goin’ to a friend’s for dinner and a sleepover.”

“She’s got more social battery than me,” you chuckle, looking back into the bar.

“You ‘n me combined — maybe she got it from Tommy.”

“Maybe,” you echo.

Suddenly, the air feels less playful.

“I didn’t know,” Joel starts with because he doesn’t know what else to say. His words make you laugh a bit. He doesn’t know what to do anymore. All he wants is you.

“I know —” another laugh, but he knows you think none of this is funny. “You don’t have to explain yourself.”

Is it just him or is the glint in your eyes gone?

“No, I…Jesus. Tommy just — fuckin’ — I don’t know her, I — know of her. But I didn’t tell him I wanted to meet her.”

“Joel,” you say, your voice breaking a bit. “It’s okay.”

But it’s not okay. He can see that much displayed on your face.

“She seems nice,” you note. His brows furrow because he can tell you’re being genuine. Why does it seem like you want him to admit it too?

“C’mon,” he says, a harsh chuckle in the form of a crisp breath escapes his mouth, pleading with you—

Stop this.

“What do you want me to say?” you whisper, breathless. He stares back at you like he doesn’t know what could possibly be running through your head. You need him to say his truth now. Or honestly? You’re not sure it’ll ever come out and you’ll be left behind forever.

“Anythin’ but that,” he breathes, the air puffs cold around your face.

You want to speak but nothing comes out. You wrap your arms around yourself, the cold biting through your thin top. He looks unmoving and warm. But he stands with his hands shoved in his pockets.

Why isn’t he holding you?

“Well she does,” his brows cock at your words. “Seem nice.”

“I don’t like her. I —”

I like you. I want you. I need you.

It’s on the tip of his tongue. Maybe he’s about to confess and the dam holding all your feelings from the last month will break through. But he’s searching for the words — and that’s when you know. Because he shouldn’t be searching for anything. Not when it comes so easy to you. Not when what he makes you feel is threatening to spill from your lips at every chance you get. He shouldn’t be searching for the right things to say when you can think of a million possibilities.

He steps forward, grabbing your hand in his. His fingers play with yours as you wait with bated breath. Waiting for the —

Be with me, stay with me. Forget about them. Forget about everything. I just need you.

You hold out for one last moment. Maybe he can’t articulate his feelings as well as they ring true in his mind.

You step back a bit, moving to turn, moving to open your body as a silent invitation for him to follow you. Your fingers pull on his a bit towards your direction, pulling him, propelling him towards what you want him to say. But he doesn’t say those words. Instead—

“Where are you goin’?”

Your hand holding his fingers pulls slightly again. A life raft. A beacon of hope. The last twinge that you have to offer him so he can finally break down his walls and be with you.

Because that’s all you want. You just want him.

“Home.”

You say it. It might be the first time since Caroline walked through the doors that he’s looked into your eyes. You’re pleading with him. With every ounce in your body. Just fucking say it.

It's a silent invitation, you ask him with your eyes. And with the fingers pulling at his.

Come with me. To my house, to my bed. Stay with me. Come with me. Leave them behind, and stay the night, stay till the next night too. Forget about the blonde laughing at Tommy’s jokes. Hell, forget about Tommy. Just fucking ditch this hell hole and take me home. And come with me and don’t ever leave.

Please.

But it seems like you both don’t talk as well with your eyes as you thought. And it seems like you don’t know this man in front of you at all.

Because he steps back a bit, nodding, dropping your reaching fingers, and says those fatal words that solidify your fatal flaw.

“I’ll get Tommy to drive you home.”

Joel arrives at Caroline’s house. She somehow convinced him to drop her off at home. She keeps insisting Joel come in for a night cap. But he’s too fucking sad and pissed to even consider speaking to her for another two minutes longer.

His head pounds. But not from the alcohol, from the quiet heartbreak settling in his chest at the memory of your words. At everything that had happened that night. It was meant to be a fun evening. But when he left you outside the bar, and ran to fetch Tommy, he knew this would go down in one of his most regrettable moments. And his most sad, too.

Home.

The word rings in Joel’s ears. But you looked so fucking sad and you were already moving away from him. He had failed to say what he really meant to say — I want you. I just need you.

Maybe that truly was the end and maybe he failed to say what he thought and it turned you off. Made him unwanted in your eyes.

Solidified the fact that he might never be a good man.

Not like Tommy.

But you were turning away — your fingers hanging onto his because he was the one who grabbed your hand first, and pulled you towards him with his fingers, his eyes, with his body — desperately.

You kept pulling away — pulled away with sad eyes and he desperately wanted you to stay but he couldn’t make you do anything. Not when you look like that and you sound equally sad and broken.

So he thought of what you deserve. Maybe even what you wanted at that moment.

He finally dropped your hands, the warm spots your fingers held — were trapped under, brushed against the cold and Joel shivered.

“I’ll get Tommy to drive you home.”

He said it, but didn’t want to act on his words. He wanted to be the one to drive you home and to slip into your house, then maybe into your bed after that.

But he wasn’t — you didn't want him to.

He was sitting in the truck outside Caroline’s house as she pulls all her best tricks to get him to come inside.

But he brushes them all off, and drives back in silence until he slumps in bed.

“Fuckin’ — sit up, Jesus,” Tommy says, pulling your body upright in the passenger seat of the truck.

You grumble with him.

“‘M fine laying down. Stop micromanaging me.”

You’re drunk.

The shot you took before talking to Joel outside the bar was beginning to take root. And all the other shots after that, when Tommy ushered you in to grab one last drink, and you just happened to down three more before leaving.

“‘M not — mircomana— you’re a fuckin’ piece of work.”

You smile lazily at him.

“Like you aren’t?”

He laughs back.

There's a tense silence after Joel’s name pops up on Tommy’s phone that sits comfortably on the center dash.

Tommy speaks first.

“What’d you and Joel talk about?”

“Oh, nothing,” you say, his head twitching a bit at your too-broad, overarching answer. “Your party,” you say when you think he might pry too much.

“Joel isn’t gonna help you with that, you know.”

His words make you freeze. Joel actually was going to help — or was supposed to before the shit show outside the bar.

“We’ll see. Can do it on my own too, though.”

“Thanks again for offering, I — I know it’s dumb.”

“‘S not dumb. ‘N I wanted to do it,” you say, shrugging your shoulders.

“Well thanks anyways.”

You hum in response, looking out the window into darkness.

“What’d you think of Joel’s date?”

Your eyes widen and suddenly, you don’t feel as drunk, sitting up a bit at his question.

“That’s what it was? A date?” you say with a nervous chuckle.

“I guess,” he laughs. “Don’t know what else to call it.”

“She’s nice,” you say, echoing your words to Joel. Somewhere in the back of your mind you note how that sends a pang to your chest.

“I don’t know if he was interested,” Tommy notes.

That doesn’t really give you as much relief as you would’ve hoped for. You’re not hurt because of Caroline. You’re hurt because of everything that happened after. When you tried to get him to take you home, and he pulled away.

Tommy continues when you don’t respond.

“Took her home though.”

Now that sends a shooting throb to your heart.

Like it’s saying Of course he did. Even though that doesn’t seem very much like Joel at all.

“Really?”

“Yup. ‘N I think she’s comin’ to the party. Seemed excited ‘bout it.”

“Oh,” you reply dumbly. You’re sure that’s not helping your case when trying to be indifferent about Joel’s dating life.

Tommy pulls up to your driveway.

Tense silence follows after he puts the truck in park.

“Is that — like — an issue?”

Your heart starts beating a little bit faster.

“No, why would it be?”

“Just wonderin’,” he says with a sigh.

“Is it an issue for you?”

“No. Think she’s good for him.”

There it is again.

Good for him.

Are you not good for him?

You brush it off quickly, moving to unlatch your seatbelt.

“Thanks for the ride,” you say, but Tommy’s hand reaches out and stops your movements. You tentatively look up, scared of what might be looking back. He looks a bit pained, or maybe scared — though his hardened brow doesn’t give much emotion.

“I had fun tonight — you looked — look good,” he says, pulling you a little closer, he’s starting to dip his head ever so slightly. If you weren’t paying him so much attention you might not have even noticed his movements.

You don’t pull away.

That would be the end of everything with your friendship. But you would be lying if you said you weren’t terrified — apparently the look is clearly etched on your face.

He laughs a bit suddenly, pulling away.

“Jesus.”

“What – what’s wrong?”

“Nothin’. I —” he pauses for a long time.

You’re scared of what he might say.

“Can I…can I take you out? Like — just the two of us?”

You stare at him with wide eyes. You force yourself to breathe, a couple short puffs of air slip past your lips.

“Oh, I — like you want to go out for food?”

“Food,” he huffs out a short breath mixed with a chuckle. It makes your breath hitch, the uncertainty and knowing he’s acting so strange right now.

“No, like — like a date. I guess.”

chapter v. just you

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Stickbug AU

Just so y'all can get an idea of what I'm yapping about, I'm gonna spill everything I have planned for this AU so far on this post. I'll try to update it as I come up with more ideas.

NOTE: SO THIS CAME OUT A LOT LONGER THAN I THOUGHT SO IF YALL WANT TO CONTROL F TO CERTAIN SPOTS HERE ARE THE HEADER NAMES: The Hollows Creation AVA IV Chosen & Dark Anim VS Minecraft Purple KING LETS GO MY FAVORITE KING AVM Season 3 Victim & the Mercenaries After Everything

So this AU takes place around 50 years after the canon events of Bug Fables, and I'll explain as I go along so you won't need to know the events of the game.

Some needed information is that Humans are heavily implied to have disappeared/died, and some species of bugs have gained sapience in the "Day of Awakening," though some species remained feral with a few individuals gaining sapience far after the Day of Awakening.

The Hollows Creation

Alan is still in this AU, and in a way he is still the Hollows "creator." In this AU, he's a creature called a "Deadlander Omega" found in the Giant's Lair/Deadlands. Basic information is that they're colossal bird-like Deadlanders which are so big only their claws and eyes have ever been seen. In game they like to drop other Deadlanders onto the player which triggers a fight. Alan is a more aware Omega. He likes to collect whatever piques his interest, normally anything that shines due to the lack of sunlight in the Lair. However after a while of dropping Deadlanders onto the few passing bugs, he got more curious by bugs.

NOTE: THIS IS DRAWN BY @tatos-stick-pile SHE HAS DONE SO MUCH FOR THIS AU

So what did he do? Sneak out of the Giant's Lair. Used the overgrown weeds to his advantage and would look around. Found out about larva and got fascinated by the fact bugs came from that. So whatever larva he could find he'd take back-- which wasn't often since most people wouldn't just leave their larva/eggs lying around.

Anyway he'd bring them home. The Deadlanders wouldn't register the larva/eggs as bugs or alive so they could just crawl around and munch on the grass until they eventually grew up. Alan started realizing "oh shit grow your own entertainment" when his first little stolen egg grew to a bug, a grasshopper (victim). Alan would basically use a jar to keep Victim from running off, would drop Deadlanders on him to watch the fights even if Victim sucked at fighting.

Now even if Alan doesn't recognize the bugs as living and thinking things, he isn't stupid. He notices how they use the shiny crystals he likes to collect to heal. So when he sees Victim nearly getting killed in one of the fights he puts two and two together and "gives" Victim the crystal. AKA impales him and literally kills Victim. When he notices Victim stops moving, throws him away and tries again.

He finds a hornet larva. Decides to try something different. Bugs use the crystals for health, so as the larva crawls around and eats he crushes up one of his crystals and mixes it into areas they know they like to eat in. Because of the magic in the crystals, whatever sticks in their bodies results in the larva becoming strong, healthy, and extremely powerful sorcerers.

Chosen fights-- both the Deadlanders and Alan-- but can't win. He tries running, but Alan rips off a wing and puts him in the jar. Eventually Alan gets lucky and finds a wasp larva, and unfortunately for Chosen, this one doesn't seem to understand anything other than following Alan. Of course y'all can guess what happens from here: Alan pits the two against eachother, Chosen tells Dark they can team up to fight Alan, and end up doing a lot of damage to him before running. It takes a long while for Alan to rebuild his health before he tries again. This time a lot more careful with a little bumblebee larva (Second). He keeps a very close eye on it to make sure it doesn't hurt him, and an even closer eye to make sure it doesn't get away.

AVA IV

Red's a ladybug, Green's a grasshopper, Blue's a firefly, and Yellow's a caddisfly. While Bugaria takes place in the Giant's Lair (AKA a abandoned human home)'s backyard, the color gang are from the front yard. They each have their own reasons to travel to Bugaria: Yellow has heard about Roach technology and really wants to see how it works for himself, Red wants to join the Explorer's Association and fill out his bestiary along the way, Blue wants to visit the Harvest Festival and give an offering for the goddess of Harvest, Venus' approval, and Green just wants to stick with his friends.

However getting to Bugaria is difficult. While before most people would take the swamp, the only thing that resulted in was a lot of tension and frustration since they couldn't communicate with the Leafbugs living there and would only result in a lot of deaths on both sides. The swamp got closed off, and as a result, left two main paths. The Caravan is the most popular for good reason: it is an extremely long road usually consisting of many bugs, although because the trip normally takes around a month, it is not safe from bandits nor the weather. A lot of injuries tend to happen and many come out malnourished. The other option takes a day. Just follow the path through the Giant's Lair. There won't be many Deadlanders, but if there are, only large enough groups of bugs or explorer teams can go through to ensure safety.

Since they're a group of four impatient, naive, younger bugs, the Color Gang goes through the Deadlands. It isn't that bad actually, until a little bumblebee catches Red's eye, and an glint of Blue catches Yellow's. Each go off path, Red finding a very excited and nervous Second Coming, and Yellow finding a half of the Roach's ancient Key.

And This catches Alan's attention, because that bee and that key are both of his things. They get to see Alan's spooky ass eye, and Second urges them to run, but before they can the Color Gang gets squished by Alan's claw and Second and the key get picked up. Second isn't happy, stings Alan right in the eye, and gets dropped right next to his friends. He tries helping them up so they can leave, but they're still struggling. He takes too long and Second and his friends get a jar slammed over them.

Alan keeps watch of them, now mostly curious because that's a LOT of bugs in one jar. He's expecting them to fight or do something, but instead... they just sit together. They just chat and sit against the glass, and what really shocks Alan is when they pull out food and start sharing it. I think this is the moment it clicks for Alan that there's something more to them. Alan leaves, and when he comes back he brings back two things. A good pile of food for them, and one of his crystals. He places them on the ground and lifts the jar before perching to see what they do. They're too injured to leave even with the crystal's healing, but Alan is just fascinated with this new discovery. That they're complicated, that they think. For as long as they stay in the Deadlands, which is only a few days, he tries making it as comfortable as possible to see what they like. Tries modeling after what he's seen other bugs do and live in.

They leave of course, taking Second and the key half with them. Alan doesn't like it, but he lets them. Now he's curious on if they'll come back, and now just has a lot to think about now that he's realized they can think and feel.

Chosen & Dark

After everything with Alan, the only thing Dark and Chosen knew was the other, so they clung. Dark itched for a fight, and Chosen was more curious about the outside world. Eventually this lead to the two becoming an explorer team.

It wasn't bad at first, but Dark of course gravitated to the shadier areas. Dark THRIVED in bounties and fights, meanwhile Chosen started second guessing whether or not he liked being an explorer. Every time they had to leave a kingdom or village, he'd always just felt disappointed. But Dark wanted to keep going, so he followed.

Eventually they started to get a reputation. They would do any quest, no matter the morals, and they wouldn't sell you out. They would get worse and worse clients, and were quickly teetering on the line of hitmen, and Chosen eventually had enough. He didn't see the point in it anymore, he liked the slow moments. Dark meanwhile thrived in a fight, because it was the only thing hes ever known.

This led to a fight between them. A bad one. Dark had been experimenting with Roach crystals to boost his own abilities, and somehow, Chosen ended up accidentally dragging Second and the Color Gang into it. There was a lot of collateral damage and Dark showed off how he was not above killing people, by targeting Second's friends. They died, and that mixture of sheer rage and grief was what triggered Second's skill in magic. Y'all know how this goes, Second beats the shit out of Dark Lord, revives his friends, but before he can land the killing blow, Chosen stops him.

Chosen doesn't want Dark to die, but he can't be with him anymore. So he rats on Dark. Gets him thrown in Rubber Prison, and Dark takes this as a betrayal. They depend on each other, and Chosen wouldn't even defend him and never visited him. Chosen regrets this decision every day and before he can get arrested too, he hides and is labeled as missing.

Anim VS Minecraft

This stumped me at first because how the hell do you mix bug fables and Minecraft but NO WORRIES I FOUND A WAY

After the Deadlands, first thing Color Gang does is sign up for the Explorer's Association. Unfortunately there can't be teams of 5, so they split into two teams: Blue and Yellow form Team Sunset, and Second, Red, and Green form Team Second. They do quests for a while, Yellow spends a lot of time focusing on the key half, and eventually they team up for a pretty important quest!

Not sure what this quest would be exactly, but basically they get lured into a cave and when they get into it Red starts acting weird. And then he starts attacking them and going for the key and yep if you've realized it WE FOUND A WAY TO ADD HEROBRINE FUCK YOU MINECRAFT CREEPYPASTA BUGSONA

Art once again by @tatos-stick-pile

Herobrine is a recently awakened Golden Orb Weaver spider who uses his silk to puppet Red around. This silk is SHARP too. He tries going for the key because he's heard of the artifact and its power and he really wants it to expand his territory. He gets his ass kicked when they figure out whats going on and he escapes.

Afterwards Yellow decides to be more secretive about the key half. They don't figure this out for a while though, but the entire reason Herobrine was expanding his territory is because he looks after lesser bugs ESPECIALLY ones that have recently awakened. He just hates regular bugs.

Purple

And I lied to start with Purple I have to start with an Explorer Team y'all should be familiar with-- unless youre coming from the bug fables fandom and to that i say hello how do you like the shitstorm so far. Anyway one Explorer Team, Team Orchid. It consists of an orchid mantis named Orchid and another mantis named Navy.

Orchid is an explorer for the sightseeing and to help people. Navy doesn't exactly care about that, he's mostly around to make sure she doesn't get herself killed. Eventually he gets an idea that they can get a pet for some extra defense. Orchid LOVES the idea, and so Navy drags her to the Forsaken Lands to find something strong enough.

Orchid falls in love with a mothfly and won't settle for anything else. That mothfly is Purple, a recently awakened mothfly who is extremely confused because he's only been around feral mothflies and its his instinct to stick with them. Anyway y'all know how this goes, Navy "trains" (aka beats) Purple, who can't fight back and goes to Orchid for comfort. Purple causes a massive rift in their relationship and its not even their fault. Orchid wanted a pet to dote on and Navy wanted something to train. But Orchid isn't stupid-- even if Purple is a mothfly and can't talk she starts recognizing he's awakened. He's a child. She starts treating him as such despite how much Navy HATES it and Purple of course starts seeing them as their parents and really looks up to them.

And one day Navy is sick of it. Takes Purple by the arm and drags him back to the Forsaken Lands and far from Orchid. Purple is nervous but still trusts him, thinks its for training. Navy drags him all the way to the abandoned Ant Settlement and tells him to stay there. To prove his training he needs to protect that settlement until he comes back to get them. Purple of course is "okay ❤️ yay❤️."

He doesn't come back. Neither does Purple. But Purple sticks to the settlement and protects it-- getting a little overly defensive of it. Overtime more mothflies are drawn to the area and of course they form little hivemind clusters and whoops! False Monarch 2. But since Purple is awakened and actually intelligent he has a lot more control over the mothfly clusters-- or False Citizens-- and they act more as an extension of him. Purple forms his own little cluster too-- and hates being separated from it and DESPISES being acknowledged as "just a mothfly" so he dresses with a mask and cloak to be a better bug. He gets a bit of a superiority complex as well due to just being surrounded by nothing but feral bugs that he can control.

Anyway the sudden re-population of this abandoned settlement with False Citizens does not go unnoticed. Especially because whenever one wanders close, Purple tends to have a citizen stalk and lurk around the edge until it creeps the bug out enough for them to leave. So a bounty is made once again for the False Monarch.

Blue and Green see it. They think it would be SO fun to lean into their competitive sides and see if whoever got the killing blow on the bounty would finally prove their team as better. So they go to the settlement, see the citizens staring and stalking them and ignore it. They aren't attacking them, after all. They're just being creepy.

They end up finding Purple who is NOT happy and is immediately defensive. But he's not attacking them. He's just kinda throwing a fit and making himself look bigger. Which is weird because bounties are usually extremely dangerous and hostile, but this one is just... throwing a fit. They end up just nearly dodging a fight when some of the citizens start grabbing Green and Blue to throw them out and Blue blurts out they don't want to fight. Turns out Purple does understand Bugnish, but can't speak it.

Great! So they don't have to kill the pretty chill bounty. But others don't know that, and they need to bring back proof they killed Purple to get the bounty taken down. They bring it up to Purple and after vague translations, they make a deal. Purple's been having trouble with a strong enemy near the settlement, so he gives them their mask and helps them defeat the enemy.

And its a big fucking spider, but thankfully they have Purple's range to help in the fight, and while its going smooth at first-- Purple ends up bailing. He's spent too long away from the settlement and figures since Blue and Green are strong enough that they'll be fine. They aren't. Because they needed Purple's range. Purple almost ends up getting them killed, the only reason they survived is because their friends realized they were gone for a long time and come just in time.

Green and Blue afterwards take the mask and leave. They're pissed at Purple but they can confront him another time, they mostly just want to be away from him at the moment.

KING LETS GO MY FAVORITE KING

Time for King! Y'all know King's deal. He has a child he loves with all his heart. In this AU he is a Violin Mantis and his little Goldie is a mantis nymph. King personally isn't an explorer, but Gold REALLY wants to be once and he always finds it difficult to say no to Gold.

Anyway Gold hears wind of a tourist thing. They're doing this mini-tour of the Deadlands in a 100% totally nothing will ever go wrong encased area. Its gonna focus on theories on the Deadlands and what Gold is more interested in-- how Explorers made it safer and how they traverse it.

King doesn't like it. Its called the Deadlands for a reason. But Gold really wants to and is begging him and is doing all his chores and being the most perfect little nymph so he can go. And they claim its safe. King finally caves and takes Gold, and y'all can guess what happens. Deadlander breaks through and kills his son right in front of him before the Explorer escorts can kill it.

So like any regular parent experiencing grief King vows to fucking blow up the Deadlands and everything in it. Not like anybody cares about that fucking place and is widely considered a No Man's Land. He ends up getting his hands on the other half to the Key and is obsessed with finding the other half.

AVM Season 3

While going towards the Termite Kingdom to hopefully find some clues on where the other key half is, King gets lost along the way and finds the abandoned Ant Settlement. False citizens are of course not happy and watch him, but he ignores them. He might as well search the place while he's here. He ends up finding Purple, whose not happy and already a little on edge because Blue and Green haven't come back despite promising they will.

King notices the bounty paper Green and Blue drop and promptly manipulates Purple. Tells them that they probably won't be coming back. But I imagine Green and Blue were yapping to Purple, mentioning the key half because both dont take it that seriously, and Purple sees King's key half and mentions it through a drawing.

King turns up the manipulation to 100. convinces Purple to take his citizens with them (wants to use them as a deadlander bait). If they get the key they'll be strong enough for their village. He just has to get the key from his friends and bring it to King.

Very cute doodle once again from @tatos-stick-pile

Purple does. A while after he's ditched the village to be with King, they run into Color Gang again. They're chatting and having fun and eventually Purple just... dissapears along with the key. Y'all should know what happens, the chase happens, Purple brings the key to King, he combines them and gets really strong and starts destroying shit. Big fight starts up, King focuses on superpowered Second, the color gang go after Purple, who isn't really that strong. He tries getting help from King, but King ignores him. Leaves him for dead.

This fucks up Purple. Because King introduced that fear and realization of abandonment in Purple. And Purple not only realizes how many mistakes he's made, but also realizes he's in fact a lesser bug. That's why nobody wants him. And people don't hesitate to kill lesser bugs when they're in their way. Purple gets both super emotional and terrified for his life, and is forced to abandon his beloved cloak and mask to make a run for it. Green pursues him, everything else happens.

Not sure how everyone splitting up would work so far, but Red somehow gets Herobrine and some of the bugs he watches involved in the fight. Green convinces Purple to go after King, and the bigger fight starts. King uses the Key to attack anyone and hes close enough to his goal hes gotten a lot more brutal. Will just hold whoevers nearest and shoot them point blank with it. Y'all know that scene. The scene where King is nearly killing Purple and goes through that flashback and is slapped in the face with the realization he sees Purple as his own son. That still happens, King gives up, helps Purple and Purple still sticks to him.

Victim & the Mercenaries

Shortly after being discarded by Alan, a cordyceps fungus found and started growing in the grasshopper's body. He is EXTREMELY lucky, because the tiniest crumbs of magic crystal left in his body was just enough magic to balance out the fungus sticking to him and passing on its memory without completely overloading it and turning him into a zombie. But its not perfect, and it still shows in the mini holes in his body. He also woke up fucking PISSED enough to turn him into a Locust

I'm gonna keep this section extremely vague since we still don't know what happened to Victim in AvA canon. Just know he built a massive "charity" corporation in the Termite Kingdom that claims its going to find a way to turn the Deadlands useful. AKA he wants an excuse to have enough money to research a way into killing Alan.

This involves hiring explorer teams, leading him to the Mercenaries: Hazard, Ballista, Primal, and Agent. They are explorers who work in the shadier areas of the Association and are EXTREMELY difficult to hire as they only accept high rewards up-front.

Some concepts for Victim and Agent since I haven't settled on a design for them...

Chosen and Dark catch Victim's eye, since they're rumored to have attacked an Omega and lived. However since Chosen is missing, Victim and the Mercenaries stop by Rubber Prison to visit Dark. Now Dark and the Mercenaries were very well known in the same area, so they know each other. Doesn't mean Dark likes them.

They convince Dark to help them with the promise of his bands back and a dead Omega. Dark thinks Chosen would absolutely love a dead Omega, and so he doesn't hesitate.

Shit happens. Chosen and Second get captured by the mercenaries and Chosen is PISSED at Dark despite all the regret. They're both mad at each other but Dark's doesn't last long when Victim starts torturing Chosen for information. He's mad at Chosen but he doesn't want that.

He blows up at Victim a little at it, so to get Dark to listen, Victim rips off a good chunk of Chosen's remaining wing. That makes Dark stand down, and now Dark doesn't know what to do. Chosen feels too guilty about everything to say anything, and Dark is too prideful to apologize. More shit happens-- Victim has the gem of Hoaxe's crown. Long story short it can brainwash Hornets, which Victim starts using when Chosen keeps refusing. That pushes Dark more off of Victim but he can't do anything lest Victim directs it all back on Chosen tenfold.

More vague shit. Mr alan becker i need the next part of episode six soon please. Anyway big fight in the Deadlands. Everyone's in there and Victim wants Alan DEAD. But Victim is getting progressively more and more pissed off because despite being attacked Alan is being as gentle as he can. He's going the extra mile to make sure he doesn't kill them. Anyway Dark ends up snapping Chosen's antennae to break him out of the brainwashing and Victim gets cooked.

Chosen decides to not murder Victim-- mostly because clearly that's not permanent and its too good for him. Victim is extremely upset about this because the fact nobody is killing him and just being weirdly merciful and the fact hes lost all control has sent him into a breakdown. Its challenging all the rules hes lived by and how he thought the world worked. Hes screaming and shouting at them.

Which attracts the attention of another Omega. Now the thing about Omegas is because they're pretty fragile due to being mostly bones, it means they need to build armor to survive. And they're territorial. Usually if an Omega picks a fight the one with the better armor survives.

Once again-- art provided by @tatos-stick-pile THEY ARE COOKING

And to protect the bug he KNOWS he hurt and was alive-- Alan attacks the other Omega despite already being extremely injured and losing most his armor. The others dont have a choice but to hide out of sight, and eventually the other Omega wins and kills Alan. Tries looking around for the interesting thing that was shouting but finds nothing and fucks off along with a few undamaged parts of Alan's armor.

Everyone except for Second and the Color Gang decide to take their leave. I imagine throughout the story theres a lot of moments where Alan works on making it up to Second and just truely shows he cares and is regretful. So Second tries reviving him, but the problem is that Alan is just... fuckin' massive. Even when they're dead or asleep they're so big their bodies get mistaken for terrain.

It doesn't work at first. Until Yellow finds the gem Victim left behind that he used to control Chosen, and he learned that this can boost magic. He gives it to Second and he completely exhausts himself and they revive Alan. Yipee!! Everyone is saved happy ending go home its over

After Everything

Chalk my liar count to 2 y'all

Purple lives with King, and King has officially adopted him. They still have their own issues they're working towards, but they're slowly getting there together.

Dark and Chosen don't know what to do at first. Chosen wants a chill and peaceful life, but Dark directly contrasts that. He's much more well known and hated than Chosen. Just by being with him, he ruins Chosen's happiness, but he just wants to stay with him. Chosen wants to stay with Dark as well. Thankfully, one of the mercenaries pops up. They're pissed at first, but all they do is mention a town.

Looking into it, after the attempted takeover half a century ago, the bandit leader Astotheles got inspired by the celebration. He wanted a home, a nation for his people, so he left Bugaria because it obviously wasn't gonna happen there. Outside the nation's borders, he established his own village. Where bugs who are abandoned or discarded can come to start anew.

Chosen and Dark decide to move to there, leaving behind and finally moving on from everything that happened to them.

Victim on the other hand went missing. He took that loss HARD. Agent thinks he has an idea on where he went, but needs extra help, so he puts up a request. He's not bringing the other mercs because they don't know about the cordyceps thing and Victim prefers to keep it hidden.

Color Gang ends up taking it up. They are low on berries and its the only request on the board. Nobody is happy about this. Agent makes sure to go with them, and he leads them all to Snakemouth Den. In the den there's a lot of spores and magic in the air, and it gets worse the deeper you go in because in that cave is an ancient Roach laboratory where experimented on cordyceps and magic in an attempt to recreate the immortality of the Everlasting Sapling (that thing is long dead it doesnt matter).

Anyway Victim went here for a power boost. Thinks he just needs to try again and he'll have more control and he'll win. Now he aint thinkin' clearly because the magic that is so goddamn potent in this cave is messin with the fungus. And y'all remember what i said?

"He is EXTREMELY lucky, because the tiniest crumbs of magic crystal left in his body was just enough magic to balance out the fungus sticking to him and passing on its memory without completely overloading it and turning him into a zombie."

Yeah. Ends up shanking himself with the crystals to try and force more magic in him and it makes the fungus go stupid crazy and completely overgrow out and through his exoskeleton and whoops! say goodbye to your sentience. Control freak loses everything even the control over himself. Fun little boss fight I also imagine he has a poison thing going on.

Anyway they end up knocking him down and restraining him, Agent rips out all the crystals. Victim isn't dead yet but he's in awful shape, and congrats you earned Second's pity. Second heals him and Agent pays them a shit ton for that and brings Victim home to help him recover.

Anyway thats it for the AU so far holy god that was so much longer than I expected if you made it here we should go on a date to texas roadhouse together

#anim vs bf au #my writing #animator vs animation #ava #avm #animation vs minecraft #ramble #long post

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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year

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How about Benny in SAGAU? Like a continuation with Razor?? We do not talk about your growing found family 😤

Like, how would be his 'unluckiness'? Dya cancel it or you get pulled with his shenanigans? I feel like he might introduce you to his Dads no, we are still not going to talk about it 😤😤

A little scenario kept getting into my head when Benny applies Pyro and then Razor used his Electro and y'all got yer asses pounded on the ground 💀👌🏻and just taking care of each other's wounds 🥺🥺

You better be with him whenever he opens a chest so it wouldn't only spawn veggies, but decent weapon AND mora as well! You know, actual treasures, HOYO!!

BENNYYYYY ANOTHER ONE OF MY BOYSSS

This kid also arguably needs more parental supervision just bc of his sheer bad luck, poor kid

(i adore the headcanon that no matter the person's gender, he calls them dad lol)

Like,, hoyo cursed him and he's in a world with traps, monsters, fatui, MAGIC?? 💀 bro how is Benny still alive??!!

(LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY LOOK IN THIS GIF MY BOYS 🥺)

Okay but the fact that Benny calls so many ppl dad just proves his desire for parental/sibling affection 💔

Aight since u phrased this as a continuation of this post <3 RAZOR MY BOYYYY

That is what we shall do :) ! ! !

So ur running with the wolves still lol

Also ur symbol as the Creator reader is 🦄 or 🌈, bc ur gay and special, jk its bc elements i promise lol

Or even 😑 / 😶 for language reader shenanigans

♡

EDIT 4/11/24: HELLA forgot to say theres a sorta Part 3, its more focused on Razor living, rather than Benny tho fair warning!

Lupical for life bro

U r chillin with the pack now

Razor now has a sweet new digs, fits, and now a crazy amount of power

Bc ur just that great 💅

You have officially moved on to purchasing some leftover amenities/new furniture etc. for him and you :D

And while u could get some stuff in Springvale, like lanterns and soap and perfume and whatnot

Ur still not rlly getting furniture like a bedframe or some storage space, like a nightstand, from them

Which u dont need bc u still got an inventory

...but Razor definitely needs to store all his goodies somewhere that isnt up a tree or buried in a hole 😃

Yes, u did have to tell him to stop doing that.

So yall (u and Razor) are in Mondstadt a lot these days, and ur routine consists of grinding domains, hunting for food, hanging with cute Lupical puppies, playing giant tic-tac-toe w/ Andrius bc poor guy is pretty bored these days etc.

So you figured you run into ppl eventually, afterall you'd already re-met Lisa :)

(who at first was kind of taken aback to Razor having made a random adult friend in the woods, but after vibe checking her , and her vibe checking you, yall were cool, tho she did start reading these new lore books you didnt recognize called "Immortal They Return: A Series of Prophesies", she avoided ur questions abt it too..)

It was inevitable that after introducing you to Lisa, he'd gotten all excited at seeing two familiar figures hanging around Kathryne one day

THE BANDS GETTING BACK TOGETHER, ITS-

Fischl and Bennett !! :D the cutest adventurers in all of Mondstadt ! (besides Klee)

The two take one look at you and Razor and coming running

...

....well mostly Fischl,

Bennett got his boot laces tangled together somehow? And is kinda hopping his way over

Immediately the electro vision royalty launches into their quintessential speech (they/them fischl SUPREMACY)

And as u get introduced,

U watch the pyro boy hop and trip over while trying to untie the laces

And just as he's about to go down, and ur debating reaching out and supporting the poor guy bc geez this looks sm worse in person-

Bennett has finally gotten his shoes untied!

Even he looks shocked 💀

And he like, apruptly stops falling over too?

And walks over with no issue??

Theres even a few out of place cobblestones in his path which he sees and moves to avoid

You dont know who looks more shocked and kinda scared you, him, or Fischl/Oz or Razor

Fischl and Razor have stopped talking bc it was more distracting Bennett didnt fall 😭

...yall all just kinda,, stand in a circle of silence (well fly in oz's case)

Staring at Bennett.

(Even Katheryne looks impressed😭)

After a couple of shook seconds, Fischl is nearly yelling about some kind of curse being lifted?? , Razor is like, sniffing Bennett's immediate area for sus scents, Bennett is kicking rocks to see if any of them hit him anymore, and poor Oz is trying to calm them down

(none of the rocks hit Bennett btw, or anything valuable around him)

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So after that fiasco, u offer to take them around to the parts of Mondstadt they weren't allowed to go to w/o at least 1 adult :)

Theyre pumped and yall set off!

At first, Bennett hangs back, as Fischl and Razor throw themselves into monster battles yall encounter, as per what seems like a routine u assume bc of his bad luck

Eh, u figure while hes here, u might as well reveal u can make him stronger, u think he definitely needs the HP...

If there were any characters youd be worried about needing more power/HP in Mondstadt that u could level up besides Razor, itd be Bennett, hands down.

Between his adventuring, unnatural bad luck, and no parental supervision..

(even Klee seems better off than him, and shes like 7 💀)

Yeah, needless to say u were worried abt the guy

So he looks adorably fascinated <3, bc turns out they can see some of ur interface!

Mostly it looks like floating magical icons and that weird Teyvat language u saw in game, like that Abyss/ruins language u see all the time?

Bennett showed u his perspective in a sand drawing, hes actually pretty good at art wow

Razor couldnt rlly find the words to describe it before which is why u werent sure what they saw before now

And with that hes called into battle last by the others, mostly to apply pyro 🔥

and he fights at the edges to be further away from ppl u notice so he wont affect their luck..

aw Benny </3 :(

But as he draws his sword and ur getting ready trying to become a cheerleader for both Razor and Fischl but particularly Bennett,

He full on takes out 3 hilichurls at once 💀

...then with the dramatic down swing he does, he accidentally launches a rock right at the bigger hilichurl's foot..

...which trips him out of his axe swing...

...which makes it let go of the axe...

...which goes flying...

....breaks the last bit of the cryo abyss mage's shield bubble...

....

......

........and smacks it on the head too.

..fischl, oz, and razor halfway thru this insanity just like,, lower their weapons and stop to watch

Even the abyss mage is looking at Bennett surprised 😭😭

◇

Congratulations!

Bro, an achievement pops up-

"Lucky Day!!!"

Its little description says, "As Teyvat's God, you give the unluckiest person in Teyvat the luckiest day ever!"

💀

Bennett just sits down on the ground.

♤

(Same Benny because, this is where I lost it all, guys. All of that writing. Gone. Forever. I'm putting this here as both a gravestone for it, and a call out to tumblr. I'm not afraid of this website or its shitty admins, meet me in my dms for a real fight you fucks 🥊🥋🧍‍♂️you took what mattered to me, I'll take what matters to you, you god awful programmers. 🥲😐)

♤

And it just keeps happening like that for the rest of the day you guys are together.

Every chest Benny opens are way higher quality than they should be

Especially for him.

(also u have gotten so comfy from before when u were playing Genshin that u r physically struggling not to call him Benny, so when u do accidentally call him that, u try to apologize politely, but he just talks about finally having a nickname so giddy that u just stick with Benny, what a cutie)

Common chests, Razor/Fischl gets what u expect, you personally maybe get a little extra materials and money,

But Benny?

He opens a common chest and suddenly it's a secret Precious chest

The pyro boy honestly looks a little afraid

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You guys have a picnic later on for lunch together, partially bc Razor rlly wanted them to try ur food !! :D

Fischl and Benny were drooling over garlic salt, jesus- Teyvat's been deprived-

The blanket u used was a custom one u got made for Razor for his bday awhile back, all diff shades of purple and some silver wolf puppies and pawprints on it, 10/10 vv cute he loves it :)

(and also showed it off to his friends, Benny in particular looks smitten by it..)

◇

Fischl eventually gets herded by Oz back to Mondstadt bc of their parents wanting them back by dinner,

So u Razor and Benny r left to wander around :]

As u guys explore and get chests and talk,

U all begin to gather ingredients for dinner (not that u dont have an inventory but the boys dont wanna cut into ur supplies, the sweethearts)

... Benny slowly starts to find and accumulate foodstuffs

Those Phileano? mushrooms (the white toasty looking ones that r always on roofs or windmills?)

He finds at eye level on nearly any building u come across.

Crabs?

Benny currently has his shirt turned into a basket trying to contain them, and more are flocking to him lol

Snap dragons? Calla lilies?? Even violetgrass, those purple horsetails, lotus heads, and a few qingqin from Liyue somehow make it into his bag 💀

The real question to ask at this point is, when wasn't Bennett lucky today??

(wow never thought youd hear that one)

◇

So its a few weeks later, and Benny is like spending, every day with yall now lol

Ur getting dinner ready for u guys, and ur hopefully gonna make enough to leave leftovers for Lupical and Andrius,

So Razor has gone off to get some water to boil,

And Benny is climbing this huge tree to reach some eggs

And as he gets farther and farther up the tree away from you, he starts to slip more often 😬

Finally as he reaches the top, u realize after weeks without even a trip from him whenever hes around yall, why he wasnt unlucky-

...the closer he is to you, the luckier he is, and the farther Benny is-

He steps on a dead branch and it snaps :0 !!

Just as he falls, he screams and yells,

"DAD!!"

U push together some thick bushes and vines to catch him luckily

(lord knows u couldnt have caught him no matter how light he is, rip benny)

..Benny is okay, but he does go red in the face, and when u ask if he wants u to get one of his dads from the guild to check him over/make him feel better?

He says quickly "NO THANKS!"

Then Razor comes back like, "You call Lupical dad now?"

Benny: "What? No!"

You: "Do u see me as a, father figure, Bennett?"

Benny: "NO- more like I see u as a BOTHER figure bc ur always BOTHERING ME-"

Lol anyways jk

what a cutie tho,

(Ur Creator vibes made him feel vv at home in a way he hasnt felt before, so u got the honors early <3)

so ur a Dad™️ now (regardless of ur gender btw)

hope u like having a pack of puppies, a wolf spirit god, a wild wolf raised boy, and another wild but adventurer guild raised boy as ur family now 🤷‍♂️

Congratz U R THE FATHER LMAO

♧

You may or may not have also gotten onto Benny for charging straight into battle at other times, bc hes so used to bad luck happening anyway, apparently its canon he will just run in???

(to the point Grand Master VARKAS commented on it??!!)

U were pissed, bonked his head and everything-

He looked sufficiently chastised, but when u originally found out Fischl and Razor were nearby,

And u just hear snickering behind u as u bop him

(U bop them later too for that lol)

◇

Benny is also very good at treating injuries bc of this too apparantly,

So one time when you Razor and him were engaging with a couple hilichurls again on the way to Windrise,

Benny applied pyro, and bc u were standing father away than usual (there was an archer earlier u were dodging)

His bad luck crept in and when Razor went to charge up his wolf spirit electro ult-

...everyone went flying back.

...Including Benny and Razor 💀

You heard a really sick pop!

From Benny's shoulder :(

You quickly start pullin out the healing foods lol shove a fishstick in his mouth screaming IT HEALS like a crazed grandparent lmao

But Benny has already sighed and sat up, popping his arm back into place

🤢🤮

You^

While u do praise his healing??? skills,

U have found out thru him that apparently ur food also gives some pain killer effects

So u scold him and bop him on the head with some dango 🍡

For not waiting on u to help him lol

Which btw-

Any healing food u give him, he treats like the bandages many others give him, like Barbara, Katheryne, his guild dads, etc.

And holds onto them, rarely eating them

(Ur stuff preserves until needed bc its magical Creator powers surprise, surprise)

Benny feels like its a tangible piece of your care he can keep with him <3 sobs

"Well, since you're by my side, I guess I'm not that unlucky after all!"

proud of you son :')

♤

Ok so youve been getting Razor and u furnishings right

And youve been asking him what he wants to add to the caves digs ! :]

(U made a more fortified "front door" to the cave entrance, its also not that deep of a cave so there r only like 3 other "rooms" besides the main entrance area)

U improved both of u guys beds (tho razor will crash urs if he has a nightmare)

Along with some new outfits for him!

And so he has requested some stuff, but as time goes on,

Slowly, Razor goes from telling Benny about what new thing u added or telling his friend abt what he wants for the cave/himself,

To asking Benny what he wants bc he stays over so often 😭

(Youve gotten Benny factored into ur finances now lol, u gave him new clothes, new gear, amenities, etc. It also helps him bc he doesnt rlly have a main caretaker, so if he needs money he has to take commissions, which can be dangerous to him alone bc if u dont know, Benny's Adventuring Team only has him as the single member of it, plus thats not good if he is too sick or too injured to work, so a 2nd source of lowkey income is good for him <3 )

◇

U now have a coffee table as the dinner table (razor was used to sitting on the ground to eat so a high table felt weird to him)

And it has a few pillow chair thingys?

For you, Razor, Benny, and a guest aw 💘

Benny also originally wanted to help make smth for u guys as a house warming gift

but bc he would try to work on it away from ur influence, it would break everytime :(

Eventually u just coninvced the poor kid to help u pick out some nice rugs and stuff lol

He also has surprisingly good interior design tastes, huh, who knew?

(cough when benny stays over he usually stays in razors bed, but occasionally theyre both lonely had nightmares and ask to crash with u, i love these kids sm cough)

♧

Recently youve been visiting Benny in town even w/o Razor sometimes (rare as it is lol)

Mostly bc it seems like he needs the attention too <3

U gotta make sure hes eating real food okay

U dont want him to end up like u in ur world where u ate snacks for dinner when u were his age...

And Benny gets super hype about it every time, hes grabbing u by the arm, hauling u around to talk to ppl etc.

(Did i mention ur one of the few or not at all ppl who he can freely hold onto no matter the weather/situation bc his bad luck doesnt happen to you?? Oh no??? Well there u go :)

Most notably, to talk to the other Guild Dads™️

They deadass lowkey postured at you for an hour at you before giving in bc u seemed to be the only good luck charm the kid's ever gotten in his entire life 😭

They also r rlly happy someone is able to bc of his rlly bad luck willing to look out for him when they cant :)

♡

For his birthday, you guys all celebrated by doing a picnic again like when u first met them, and you made him a cake

Benny's face rlly said " :'D !! "

Later on, for presents, you got him a blanket matching Razor's !!

Shades of red, with some good luck symbols thruout to maybe make up for when ur not there, and puppies all over <3

And at the top, you yourself embroidered (attempted, so its kinda sloppy but still readable, its endearing you like to think)

"Benny's Adventure Team"

With your name, Razor, Fischl, and even Oz and Andrius lol, all embroidered (not by u bc u stabbed urself enough times making the title thx) as team members down below 👍

You also show him a copy of the book record Katheryne keeps of adventuring teams, telling him that you snuck into Mondstadt one day w/o him knowing and officially signed you guys together (the others agreed too ofc)

...

...Benny cried, straight up.

And just like held onto you for bascially the rest of the day ❤️

♡

MY HEART FOR MY BOYS FOREVER

♡

(you also may or may not have signed the corner with "love, dad" haha what)

♡

☆

I just want y'all to know.

I had like this whole thing ready to post.

Then tumblr decided it didn't like any of my writing, and deleted half of this post.

U probably saw the spot i marked where i lost it all :'/

I think it took an hour? Or at least 30 minutes to write.

Guess tumblr didn't like that I was adding so much in one go.

So now it's gone.

Doin smth ballsy bc in order to avoid that, ive just rewritten that lost half, and am just going to post it straight up rather than expecting it to save my draft 🥲

Those beautiful moments between Bennett and us, are gone forever. My memory isn't good enough to rewrite it all. ;-;

If you don't mind, I'll be crying somewhere over those lost Benny moments that I drafted on here and can no longer remember to add.

I guess that's tumblr's cruel way of telling me to go the extra mile and draft my bullshit on a literal Google Doc then come back here and deal with the formatting transition hell.

Thanks tumblr.

Appreciate the writing advice.

💔

(Fischl Voice) TIS I, WATERS OF THE SKY, IN THE NIGHT I SHINE UPON THEE, OH MOST HEAVENLY OF DIVINE BEINGS, FEAST YOUR EYES UPON MY OFFERINGS TO THINE BELOW!! COME ONE, COME ALL, FIND MY LABRYNTH'S RULES, AND REJOICE IF YE FIND THE TREASURE WITHIN!

(Oz translation: hey its aquarius here! I hope you gods enjoyed my writing! Feel free to check out my Masterpost/Writing Rules List if you guys ever wanna request something, including non-Sagau/Isekai stuff! :] )

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

(^^^^

Hey not sure if yall will see this, but while this does have influences of Sagau/Isekai genshin, its still pretty just platonic genshin stuff, so let me know if thats not what u wanna be tagged for - just dm me!!)

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jenna-ortega · 6 months

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you're scared of love, well, aren't we all?

vertigo intermission

INTERMISSION SUMMARY - After taking care of Joel, and Joel taking care of you - you wake up to the cold sheets beside you. Heart sinking at the sudden realization....he's gotten his appetite filled, now he's gone. What you don't know, is the taste of you has Joel's claws stuck between the layers of your skin, and it'll take a village to pry what he believes is his from those callused hands. Pairing - joel miller x female reader Word Count - 2.1k Warnings - angst, pinv, gagged & bound, praise, heartbreak A/N - pls do not kill me for this <3 this is just a prank! (it's not) but i did warn yall that this intermission would be a doozy...i will make it up to y'all...eventually

previous chapter - series masterlist

series playlist - by the wonderful @lovers-liability

Your body is still buzzing from the earlier morning. Still feeling the phantom lips of Joel exploring your body, putting you to sleep in the best way possible. Now…now, he’s really done it. Made you fall in love..no, no? Not love. Anything but that. No, no, no. Your heart sinks in your sleep as you toss and turn at your bitter thoughts. You were supposed to be mad at him. You were supposed to be so, so angry. But–that didn’t stop your body from soaking in his laps and slurps, making your body seize with pleasure.

You jolt slightly awake, eyes blinking slowly as your hand stretches to feel the familiar body you’ve come to learn far gone from your touch. Just a cold pillow with the fresh imprints of a strong, wide body. His body. The body you’ve learned could get away with anything if it touched you the right way.

The brain in your dazed little head only has a short amount of time to start planning its demise before you hear the heavy footsteps of him walking through your door. You take note of his bare chest, and low hanging boxers. He’s here.

“What ya look so nervous for, darlin’” he questions,

“Nothing.” a lie. A lie so big you could scold yourself out loud. This is nerve wracking. Seeing the man you’ve dreamed about, half naked standing in your doorway after giving you the best head in your life is nerve wracking. It feels as if he’s a deer, and you’re peering into the forest hiding…hoping you are quiet enough to stop it from running away. Joel Miller, please don’t run away. Not now. Not after everything.

“Alright then.” he believes you.

—

“Thought I told you,” joel grabs your attention behind the bar, leaning back against his chair with a smug smile on

“I don’t want you workin’ here.”

“You don’t own me.” you bite back, putting down an empty glass in front of his frame

“But I want to.”

The breath you took is expelled from your lungs in surprise, heart dropping into a place he’s made himself so familiar with. You stare at him doe-eyed, biting the side of your cheek as you nervously blink repeatedly. “Joel,” you whisper almost pleadingly,

“ n’d here i thought you wanted me to own you,” his eyes darkened as he leaned over the bar, enticing you closer to him, “wanted me to take what’s mine. What belongs to me,” he growls, adjusting himself in his seat as he holds your eye contact without looking away. “Tell me..you wanna be mine?”

His eye contact was too painful as he looked you up and down. Swearing the sight of you to his memory,

You gasp as you feel him lean over the bar, grabbing your chin in between his fingers as he forces you to stare back into his deep brown eyes, “I want an answer, darlin’,” his southern accent made your body melt into his touch. You swore you heard him laugh at you for slightly moaning as finally let go of your face.

“I wanna be yours.” you admit finally, eyes slowly blinking at him as you feel your body on fire from the thought of it all. Being his. Him wanting you like this. You want him to control you, want him to dictate every move of your life. God, you’re pathetic.

And with his next words, you know he’s got you hooked. You’d let him ruin all of your nights, fuck up all of your days,

“Good girl,”

—

You couldn’t stop your body from following him into the bar bathroom, it was as if he possessed your body and is now making a home in your consciousness.

And even after all this time, wanting, hoping, dreaming of having him like this…it didn’t feel real. Not yet. Not until you felt him push himself on you, feeling his hard dick meet your aching core, you were sure your excitement had rubbed off on his pants, you were drenched, feeling yourself spill down your own thigh. God, this fucking bar attire was going to get you introuble. These black mini skirts showing everything. But you’re grateful for them once you feel a pair of strong hands knead your ass, giving a sharp slap to one, making you moan out, “Joel,”

You heard a faint chuckle from Joel, surely he was loving this version of you. Compliant, and at the mercy of his hand.

The sound of Joel undoing his belt, and you waited for the loud sound it would make once it hit the tiled floor…but that sound never came. You were pulled from a sort of dream state, eyes widening at the realization of all of this. He pulled your arms in behind your back, his force hurting you and making you wince. You feel his hot breath against your neck, groaning as his tongue licked a stripe from up to your ear, whispering to you softly,

“Poor little thing, in over her head is she?” his voice going higher, mocking you as you squirm in his embrace. Pushing back against him to feel his warmth against your body, wanting to wiggle your way to feel the friction of his bulge against your center, feeling tears poor from your eyes and onto your delicate cheeks, your hands now bound by his expensive belt, he tied it so tight you swore he cut off your blood flow.

“Joel–please,” you were pleading with him to give you any sort of relief, you tried crying out to him, knowing it wouldn’t change the pace of the situation, you loved every minute of this. His strong hands tangling up in your hair, bringing your head up to rest slightly below his shoulder, and on his warm chest,

“You take what i give you, little girl” he warned, hand still tangled in your hair, now pushing your head off of his chest and forcing your eyes to watch yourself in the bathroom mirror. The sight makes your cunt squeeze over nothing. He’s so big, holding you hostage on his body. Swallowing you whole as he walks your body closer to the mirror, pushing your pelvis to meet the cold porcelain sink.

“Joel, please–” you cry out as his hips trap you,

He hums in approval, “Darlin, I love when you beg…but you gotta stay quiet f’me.”

You nod your head fast, looking over your shoulder to see his dark eyes burning a hole through you. And he growls as you feel your body bounce from the force it takes of him to rip your panties off your body.

Whimpering as you feel the burn of fabric cut from your skin, that’s gonna leave a mark,

“Fuck…” the only word your brain can formulate as you’re heavy breathing, looking at your fucked out self in the mirror…only, he hasn’t even started fucking you.

“Shhh, baby. This’ll help,”

Your head shakes violently as he forces your panties into your mouth, muffling any pleas to him you might have had on the tip of your tongue, and gagging you in the process.

Joel moved back from you, eyeing his work. “Mmmm”

Your body slugged over the sink, black skirt pulled around your waist with your hands bound behind your back.

Joel’s grin spread ear to ear, his dick jumping in excitement as he began pulling down his pants just enough to pull out his cock. His pink tip pulsing with clear precum already released.

He gripped it in hand, pumping it a few times before he walked back over to your body, lining it up with your slit.

You felt him run his cock along you, applying pressure just a bit, making you scream out as much as you could. Your body trembled for him, you coughed on your own panties as your muffled begs for him were lost in the air.

Without warning, you felt him shove himself in you, hearing a groan from behind-” fuck. FUCK.” his voice deep and husky as he began his pace, not letting you adjust at all. Grabbing your hips hard enough to bruise, helping him steady his thrust as he tore you apart. Your pussy squeezing around him, letting him know he’s in control of your body. Every thrust earned a squeal from you, he didn’t have any mercy in this. Deep and hard was all he was doing, the sounds coming from your core making you close your eyes, letting any tears that were in them fall off your cheek.

His cock pulling out and jamming into you relentlessly, you didn’t expect him to be like this. But god, you liked it.

Joel, Joel, Joel,

A chant your brain has now burned into your conscience. Even with no words at all, your body screams it. Your nipples perking as you feel him thrust even deeper inside of you, stumbling behind you as he loses balance with how hard he thrust,

“Mine. Mine. Mine” his chant. Possessive in nature, oppressive in reality. Because how unjust and cruel is it to be his, his, his, when you know others have also been. For so long, he was yours, but you were not his. What does it mean to be that, to be his? To be bound and gagged in a bar bathroom, to be controlled and subject yourself to his nature. Possessive. Is this what you really wanted?

What you really wanted was to come right now, eyes squeezed shut as the groans coming from behind you begin to get louder,

“You’re killing me with this pussy,”

Your wrists rubbed raw against his belt as his thrust sent you further and further against the sink, the cold porcelain distracting you as you feel a warm hand snake around your front and begin rubbing tight circles on your clit.

He laughs at your feeble attempt to cry and moan his name against your panties, feeling your insides hug him tightly as he gives it all to you. His cock kissing your cervix when it happens, when he feels you shake and cry against the gag in his arms. Holding you up as you choke his cock with your orgasm, creaming all along his shaft.

“Yeah baby, you got it, you can do it, taking me so. fucking. good.

His thrusts match his words, hard punches into your cunt as you lay limp in his arms, gurgling nonsensical sounds as he takes, devours your whole.

“Gonna cum, gonna, –oh, fuck!”

He pushes deep in you, his balls hitting your core as he gives you everything, shaking and pushing you back into him as he does. “Take it all.” he demands through gritted teeth,

You squeal out as he gives you one last hard thrust, pulling out of you with a deep guttural moan, “Oh baby…” he tilts his head up to the ceiling, breathing out heavy as he comes back down to reality,

Joel tucks himself away and helps you get decent, ungagging you and pulling down your skirt, leaving you a small slap before pulling it down all the way.

You’re breathing deeply, closing your eyes as your hands hold yourself up on the sink, looking at your flush complexion in the mirror, watching Joel walk over to you cand begin petting your hair,

“You did so well,” he kissed the side of your head.

—

He brings you to place afterwards, making sure to tell Tommy he was stealing you for the night.

“Have I convinced ya to quit yet?”

“Joel,” you sigh as he opens the door to his place, your mind fogged with another thought before you could finish your sentence,

“Smells..good in here?” you question, noticing the signs of life that are apparent throughout the house. You smile thinking nothing of the sizzling you hear in the kitchen, not noticing Joel’s stiff form as you sneak from behind his big frame,

“Joel! What took you so–” the high pitched voice came from the kitchen suddenly cut off, and your eyes met hers. Heart dropping as you feel yourself want to collapse into itself. It’s her. Vanessa. You didn’t want to stick around to see Joel’s face, to hear his excuse as to why you were on his hip. Didn’t want to try and save himself from this, didn’t want to see him get to have everything.

Joel was oppressive in reality. For him to prolong this, to force you to feel things that shred your heart up. Joel was not yours, and you’d never be his.

#joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #joel miller x you

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serenhoshi · 2 years

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𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

I got a request for our dearest gentle sexy joshua, so here it is!

tbh I don't think joshua would think too much of getting in a relationship

just like the members, he is very focused in his career, so it would take some time for him to notice love for someone else.

probably a highschool friend, a coworker or a staff member he really gets along with

i don't think he'd be into meeting and getting in a relationship with brand new people around him, he needs to know them

maybe, if he sees that you're a foreigner that seems nice, then he'll approach you in the streets

being the gentleman he is he stays very polite and respectful, he doesn't want to bother you too much or invade your personal space.

he is a very warm person overall, very cheerful and open-minded. It's easy to talk with him, about literally anything.

since you get along things could go fast, at least for you.

since he doesn't know you that much, joshua will see you as someone he knows, no more no less

like he has to realize he spends a lot of time with you, more than with anyone else, because of the members

they'll be like "you're seeing them again? You saw them yesterday, and the day before!"

and he'd be surprised, because they are right, because he didn't notice, and because they noticed

he'll start acting weird around you lmao

and he'll ask help from the members, who told him that he could be in love with you

he was like "what? no, i don't know them since that long"

and the members would answer "well it's been a year now" lmao

idk if he'd actually ask you out, or if you'd do it

i think it would be just mutual realisation? if that makes sense

like he's at your appartment one evening and you talk about everything and nothing

you joke around and burst out laughing together

and you just look at each other like something just happened between you two

you don't really need to declare your relationship as official, you just both know that it'll work and that you're in love with each other

now hong joshua as a boyfriend

he gatekeeps you from the members

when they ask if you'll come to watch them practice, he'd be like no they won't meet y'all go away

at some point you go see them by yourself because you want to

the members love you ofc, and they're surprised that you can keep up with joshua's chaotic energy

hes just too much sometimes

game afternoons? he'll cheat for sure

he made you food? wrong, his mum did it for yall

he teaches you how to sing? okay but he will tell you that you sing well when you actually don't

crafty days? he'll make you a bracelet/canvas/other with a mistake when spelling of your name

cute nickame? he called you "sarcastic fringehead" on his phone (which is a weird looking fish)

anyways he's funny overall lmao

smutty part below

joshua knows SO much

like he knows more than you do about your body

a great talker as well

knows the right words to make your knees buckle

the right moves as well

he knows damn well where to put his hands to make you feel good

not on the rough side in bed tho, not a lot at least

he's a dom, but like a soft dom

very much into praising and admiring your body, you'll feel like a queen/king with him

very vocal man, when he's not praising you hes moaning

like moaning

doesn't care if people hear/see you (except if it makes you uncomfy)

is willing to try many things in bed, as long as you both are okay with trying stuff

definitely not into knife play

won't go for many rounds, maybe 2, 3 if he's at his best i guess

the best with aftercare as well!!!

comforting words, helping you washing up and cuddles with no end!

#joshua hong #hong jisoo #seventeen joshua #seventeen smut #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fanfic #seventeen imagines #joshua #joshua imagines #joshua fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen #joshua smut #joshua fic #hong jisoo smut

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haeetu · 7 months

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🔥‼️SPICY BAKI HEAD CANNONs IS HERE‼️🔥

Feat: Pickle , Doyle , Olivia, restu , and yurjiro ( AGAIN)

Pickle 🥒🪨👨🏿

Since pickle is a pre-historic cave man he doesn't know anything about human world

Man idc how to describe this pre-historic man but he will destroy you

Mf will go till day light

Since he's new to the timeline he doesn't get doing it on the bed since. yk back in caveman time they didn't have ✨soft✨ rectangle beds. So yall dont do it often on the bed

But when you do have s3x in the bed it breaks every time so you have to buy a new one every.. single..time 😰

Pickle never seems to use the bed so you guys end up doing stand up sex 😻😻 (RIP)

His kinks would definitely be pulling hair ,biting ,licking, praising (you'll be the one doing, cvm play,and oversim (he loves you voice when you do 😼)

Olivia 🍪 ✨

Seems like the type of guy to call/text you saying bbg (funny)

This man is crazy about you. Whatever you go Mr.biscit will go no doubt!

Olivia is the type of man to. Go to the lingerie store and boldly pick out the best ones

He's prob like 6.4 inches 🔥‼️

Loves to raw dog

If Olivia had kinks it would be praising, biting , and maybe ropes

During intercourse when he reach climax his bites his lips down to prevent to hurt you 🤕

DOES AMAZING AFTER CARE

Restu (my wife)

Since he's one of the best waifus I'll treat him right!!

Restu says he's the 'shy' type when it comes to lingerie but he secretly loves it

His kinks would be praising. He LOVEES how you look under him. It go r him dominance 😻‼️‼️

Hickeys ... Just hickeys ❤️

I'll say restu about 6 inches 🌝

Is it weird if I think he'll play soft lofi when y'all do it just imagine... The mf fuckin the shii out LIKE ROUGH HOUSIN' while he's doing that you hearing someb soft lofi beats 😭🙌🏿

Mines - Cpr

Doyle 🔪💢

Ahh. Doyle my sangwoo (ks) wanna be but...

⚠️⚠️ Manga spoiler if you didn't finish it (which you should) ⚠️⚠️ @chaichaiiskai

This is what they should've did for that jjk death 😤😒

If he got caught with the murders and yk didn't die..

BUT BACK TO THE SUBJECT

End of spoiler ‼️‼️

My fav death row inmate

Ngl his how prob smells like chlorine..

This single man will make you spiral for him

Of the bar this man loves knife play

He would moves his knife up and down your throat while you lay down.. ❣️

Now images this

Your siting down in the bed on your phone and Doyle walks in he tells you to lay your phone down. You do so now he whips out his pocket knife and asks you to do a favor and lay down. You lay down and he just looks at you observing you. He takes his pocket knife and moves it up and down your throat making you head tip back. He moves his hands up and down you thighs while he does it

(ARGGGG OML THAT'S YO MUCH WORDS. NEXT!)

Kinks - knife play (obv), marking, some disintegrating (I'm not sure if I spelled that right) , hand cuffs, blind folds, and MAYBE PET PLAY??

Ok DONEEE! I take criticism so please if I need something to work on tell me I would love it and ty

ONE QUESTION ❓❓

DID I EAT THIS UP 😻😻‼️

DID I COOK⁉️

#smut #baki the grappler #baki pickle #baki x y/n #spicy headcanons #baki retsu #baki hanma

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marksbear · 1 year

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Can i request Tommy or John Shelby with a. Ale reader that really good at ice skating. Like the whole family is going on a trip to go ice skating and like they meet the reader, and he's just liek Olympic level good at ice skating and one of the two is just obsessed with him

A sibling rivalry

TOMMY AND JOHN SHELBY X MALE READER

Ada and Polly had suggested the family to go on holiday. Arthur was too drunk to even care and he agreed. John agreed because it was about time to relax for a good while. Tommy roughly decided against but slowly agreed after his family arguing with him to join. Finn finally wanted a break and brought Isaiah along.

Ada brought everyone ice skating to see one of her closest childhood friends. "Don't embarrass me. I swear if you do anything remotely embarrassing you won't hear the end of it." Ada states in a serious tone to her brothers once she sees her friend warming up in the distance. Ada fixes her clothes and makes sure her brothers look good enough. "N/N!" The sister shouts. The man turns around when he hears the childish nickname. He quickly skates towards the sister arms out for a hug and a huge smile on his face.

Thomas scans the man for a threat. The figure is tall and wearing a silk button down shirt and his chest and stomach is exposed and black shorts like swimming trunks that are loosely on his hips. And to top the outfit off he wears some shades and smokes a cigarette. "Where are you from? You don't dress like you're from here." Arthur's rough voice rings out earning a slap on his arm from Ada. "Im from Birmingham to. I moved well--- ran away from there to be in America. To practice for something called the Olympics. In a few years I'm going to Greece to compete." Polly lets out a wow "what sport?" Finn ask. The man smiles and does a twirl "Ice skating." Ada giggles and holds on to her friend who spins her around. "Now would you excuse us." The man takes Ada's waist and skates away. John and Thomas stare at the two laughing and giggling. Thomas and john felt jealous of their own sister. That should be them in his arms they both think.

The stranger kisses Ada making her hold the cigarette with a laugh and skates to the middle doing tiny spins and jumps to the middle. He stands there head looking down getting into a pose. He shoots his head up and arms in the air like there's a crowd everywhere. Ada giggles and calls him a bloke and the man laughs and skates back to his friend taking the cigarette back in his mouth. "Do y'all think they are dating?" Finn asks looking at his family members. They all shrug or say I don't know. "How is he wearing shorts and his upper half is basically naked?" Arthur grumbles out sitting on a bench taking out a bottle of whiskey and has a swing at it and passes on to Tommy. Thomas takes the bottle holding it tightly staring at Ada's friend.

The family spends hours there until they get bored of it. More like Finn complaining that his legs hurt and Arthur saying that hes thirsty. John gets his sister and her friend before they leave. Ada says she forgot something and goes back to the rink to get it leaving john and the friend by themselves. "What's your name?" "Y/n L/n I can't believe you don't remember me." Y/n answers with a fake hurt face. John laughs and says sorry with a hug. Y/n eagerly hugs him back and says apology accepted. "Why do you dress like that?! It's freezing here." John asks eyeing Y/n up and down. "I wanted to be comfortable today. And I just got used to the cold. When I was a boy I used to sneak Ada out of the house and sneak out to the closest thing I found to an ice rink and teach her and all of that. I think she used to get in trouble with Polly all of the time. She never told me about it but I guess she did. Shame yall don't remember me." Y/n says not caring that he started to ramble. "Are you and my sister?" John says raise up his eyebrow. "We used to when we were younger. To be honest we were supposed to run away together but she never showed up on the boat. I get why now. We were only teenagers and I was chasing an impossible dream and still are, but it hurt real bad. But now we act like a couple but were just best friends." Y/n smiles at the brother. John sees Thomas from afar and smirks. He kisses Y/n cheek. Y/n smiles and leans into kiss. "Sorry again L/n how about we make up for those missing years some time." He says pulling away. "Yeah why not mr shelby." John gives his brother one last smirk before leaving.

A few minutes later Thomas makes his move approaching Y/n. "May I stand here with ye." Tommy asked looking at Y/n. "Great another Shelby-- I'm just joking yeah you can." Y/n jokes putting his hands in his pockets. "It's too cold for ye to be out here naked." Thomas says buttoning Y/n shirt back up and taking off his coat placing it on Y/n shoulders. Y/n shivers a little and turns his face away blushing. "You know tommy, I used to fancy you when I was younger..." Y/n chuckles nervously thinking that he just shot himself in the foot. "Really? Interesting." Thomas doesn't back away from the male after he fixes his clothes in his personal face. Y/n nods his head yes with a nervous chuckle. "Do you have the money to go to Greece?" Thomas asks staring at Y/n eyes deeply like a predator. "N-no but I'm working on it." Y/n answers voice cracking a little. Thomas chuckles and pats Y/n cheek. "I got you covered don't worry about a single thing. Just keep focusing on being cute and skating." Thomas checks out Y/n with no shame walking away.

Only did the brothers know that their sister saw everything. On the way to the place where the family is staying Ada gets thomas and john in back so they can have a somewhat private conversation. "If you boys hurt Y/n or get him hurt in your little tug a war game. "I swear i'll kill you both. Since we are technically still together because we never broke up officially. And FYI Y/n is dating a man who he's been with for five years so. Good luck."

#peaky blinders x male reader #thomas shelby #tommy shelby x male reader #john shelby #john shelby x male reader #x male reader #the bear club

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urauntiefaye · 5 months

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&team Random Thoughts: K

&Team: Random Thoughts

A/N: Let me know if y'all want this to be an actual thing, I'm in a writing mood

Warnings: Mention of sex like once? cussing, I couldn't help myself. Ummm i think thats all,

K- Okay hear me out I see K being the classic best friends brother trope. But also enemies to lovers? Like I imagine you being Takis best friend or something and K is Takis older brother right? So since you’re Takis bestie you tend to find yourself at his house a lot. Now you’ve always had beef with K simply because he is exactly what you hate in a guy. He is never loyal, always with a new girl every week, always leads girls on which he defends himself by saying “he never said he’d go out with them”. He is also super cocky and has a huge ego which makes you even more pissed off. Now K enjoys your reactions when it comes to him, he sees you as the untouchable and it makes him want you even more but he didn’t realize until later. He thought he just enjoyed toying with you because it’s funny. But it wasn’t until one day where he was dared or made a bet that he couldn’t get you. The person who despised him the most. Now let's just say he started using his K charm on you, he starts being really nice to you and starts flirting with you. At first you don’t fall for it because you’re not an idiot and instantly knew something was up, you just didn’t know what it was. But as time went on you soon fell for it and stopped hating him, in fact you found yourself falling for him. And unfortunately for you because of this you ended up giving him your virginity. Now it’s not that bad right? You had a good time, both you and K seem to be really into each other. Until Taki over hears his big bro K talking to his guy friends about how he fucked you but he wants to keep dating you. Yes yes “awww he wants to keep dating you” cute. But Taki isn’t feeling all that happy, instead this dude is furious because how dare his older brother who he trusted to take care of his best friend use her like that?. Taki doesn’t even hesitate to go and tell you, and obviously you believe him because he’s your bestie and why would he lie to you about something like this? And to say you’re fucking pissed is an under statement okay, you’re beyond furious and hurt. You already struggle opening up and trusting people, and look what happened when you did? The person you decided to trust used you and lied to you. You don’t even waste your time to confront him, instead you just block him on everything and hope your friendship with Taki will be okay. To which it is! Taki is your ride and die, he will do anything for you. But a few things have changed, the main one is yall’s hangout spot. It switches from his house to yours. Now K is super confused on why he can’t get in contact with you, so he asked his lil bro which leads to a big ass argument and between the two and ends with K crying because dun dun DUNNN apparently the poor dude actually did gain feelings for you and wants you back, but this time to treat you right. He tries to get Taki to understand this and to try and set up a date between him and you. It takes a hot minute, but Taki eventually gives in seeing how desperate (which he never is) he is to reconnect with you. But the true ending lies with you, will you give K another shot? Or are you going to say fuck you and move on?

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aviradasa · 24 days

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I got you 🖤 to make this authentic I smoked a fat ass blunt just for you anyways I did the characters you requested plus a few extra and I decided to do small HC/ drabbles cause I have to many imagines atm 🤣 anyways also I added nuada from hellboy 2 cause he's pookie all the way @horny4bj-blog

Characters included:

Hellboy (2004)

Prince nuada ( hellboy 2, 2008)

Daryl (Alexandria timeline)

Sam (supernatural)

Dean (supernatural)

Castiel (supernatural

Lucifer (supernatural)

Let's get startedddd

Different characters react to you stoned/couch-logged

Hellboy:

Honestly was not surprised when he walked into him room one day to it smelling entirely of weed. Honestly he was mostly impressed because not only did it smell. But when the door opened all that came out was smoke.

Like damn.

When he went to venture further he was also not surprised when he saw you sprawled out on the couch with like 6 cats laying on you.

You didnt register him calling your name until he threw a candybar at your face

This is pretty much how it went

“Hey???” “…” “Hellooo??” “…” “Hey!” “Ow fuck what do you want.” you say as you open the candy bar and take a bite

Honestly he doesn't really care but he expects you to share you weed with him. If you don't he will lowkey just take it without asking and deal with you later. (no he won't pay you back hes always magically broke when you ask him to 😒)

As for you being on the couch he tells you to move over. If you don't he moves you himself.

He finds it funny to mess with you when you get to the point when you think everything is in slow motion And your basically not registering anything the way your supposed to

Like one time yall played Uno. And you were at the point you couldn't even read the cards and you were slumped over leaning on the back of the couch like a corpse thinkin the number 6 was the funniest shit on earth

And what did he do.convinced you to give him your cards so he could read them to you.in your state you agreed. That prick (this is based off a true story i have a lot of these adafia if you see this. Fuck you I should have one that game 🖕)

Yeah naw i dont have much for him he's just an asshole who also smokes so he don't really care yall end up watching a lot of movies though.

Nuada:

Now he's interesting with this idea lmao

He's confused as fuck cause he don't really do shit that could alter his mind, he want to stay sharp and ready for anything (boring fuckaaaa)

He at first acts like a disappointed mother

“ now why would you go and do this to yourself knowing what we have to do.” “because I'm a whole ass adult and it makes it more fun.” “that's besides the point (name)” part of a real argument yall had at one point

Yeah like don't get me wrong he doesn't hate weed he just thinks it makes you act dumb

He's lowkey right though

But anyways back to the prompt. When he walks in and your just spaces out in your bed he just shakes his head and goes to do what he needs to do.

If you are logged somewhere is his way this man with nudge/kick you with his foot until you move and if you don't he will just use his foot to roll you out of the way.

He acts like he doesn't care and to be frank he doesn't have the energy to put into caring about something so dumb so he leaves you alone.

But then there was the one time that he accidentally ate an edible.

He took that shit like a champ though and was able to function decently, but for the most part he was just chillin just silently staring off into space

He says he would never do that again. But you decide not to say anything when you notice some of your edibles missing.

Bro thinks he's slick 🤣🤣

Sam:

Ok gonna be honest his brother is dean. Need I say more

He knows what to do he pulls up with the munchies and some red box movie

If your slumped on the couch this man will sit on the floor

Y'all can talk for hours even if he is sober

Or you pass out from him typing on the computer cause I mean that sound is just relaxing.

Honestly don't have much for him he's just a chill guy

Dean:

He don't walk in

He's slumped with you on the other side of the couch

He eats all the damn munchies

He refuses to watch anything besides old Scooby doo reruns.

(he has a crush on the hex girls)

He's literally just a grown up child when he's high (not much different then normal)

Yall are laughing high people

The jokes are hilarious

Cass

He walks in and sees you on the couch looking half dead and he's confused

Like really confused

“Are you ok?” “huh?” are you ok??” “HUH??” “nevermind.”

He doesn't know what to do so he does nothing 😭😭

If you ask he will get you snacks

He's kinda hard to talk to so if you are laughing its at him not knowing anything

(these are getting short cause of my beautiful bong so its not my fault blame daisy that's my bongs name.)

Lucifer:

Ok let be honest here

He's lucifer he's hilarious

If you wanna feel like your gonna suffocate from laughing then he's your guy

He doesn't even try to be funny he just says out of pocket shit.

All the time

I haven't seen much of his character yet but he's already a favorite

I don't think he would light up with you unless you peer pressure him

Yes you have to peer pressurethe damn devil to smoke the devils lettuce with you.

If yall do he just spaces in and out while your on your phone on that couch unmoving

But during this spacing in and out he just says weird shit

I dare you to show him the dark crystal afterwords tho just trust me.

Daryl:

This man could not give less of a fuck

He's used to seeing people on all sorts of shit so some weed don't scare him

He just goes about his day

He will sit and chat with you

He's a horrible high sitter tho

If you get to high he's your worst nightmare

Will throw fake spiders and shit at you knowing your on that couch to see you jump

He's lowkey funny tho 🤣

He might smoke with you once in awhile

It's rare tho he's more of a drinker

Anyways that's all for today hope you enjoyed dis shitz

Edit: sorry I sounded like a fuckin idiot here also sorry I forgot Crowley and carol 😭😭 I wrote for nuada took a break forgot it was nuada and gaslit myself into thinking I wrote for Crowley 🤣🤣

didnt mean to but its really late and I'm to lazy to write for them rn so I hope you enjoy what I got down please forgive me🖤🖤 also sorry nuadas there you didnt ask for him I was just living it up with daisy at that moment.

#hellboy #prince nuada #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #lucifer supernatural #daryl dixon #mary #jane #devils #lettuce #girls who smoke weed #weedlife

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hcs for the one and only old man rei please. thanks

I RUSHEDDDD TO ANSWER THIS BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY. DID YALL KNOW REI IS ACTUALLY MY #1 BABYGIRL TIED WITH NATSUME AND IZUMI SORRY I CANNOT CHOOSE ACKXOCODOWODOOW SORRY ENOUGH RAMBLE. send more abt those 3 i beg. also might get long so this will be under a readmore

rei rei rei. ok now i probably think this for a lot of my favs but i'm really into teasing rei. him being totally into humiliation wohhh @ _ @ but not in the degrading way natsume does. do y'all get it like he doesn't do mean words but he loves to fluster you a lot. if ur the type of person who gets flustered easily like me oh boy ur in big trouble with this man.

it's actually canon ok. he's always teased people like anzu since forever (i've read most of the stories that feature rei i would KNOW. also that scene in dark night halloween made me weak sorry) so how would he not be with you?

ik he's already graduated but sometimes he would visit the light music club room to reminisce about his days in yumenosaki. and he would of course visit at night. and he would also fuck you in that very same room where his fellow club members would hold practices LOL... for him it's apparently the most perfect place to bury his dick inside u, on that very club room floor. it also plays a bit into his exhibitionism kink. remember that some students stay until night at yumenosaki so there's always the chance of someone walking in. maybe even someone like koga could see.

“you’re clearly enjoying this, aren’t you? are you not afraid of the possibility of someone walking in on us? or does it excite you rather?” and he'll watch in delight as you tighten up from those words.

he's like super into sensory stuff. like breathing down ur nape. lightly dragging his teeth, or even better, his fangs across the dip of where ur neck meets ur shoulder wtf do u even call that. feathery touches with his fingers. he would use stuff like blindfolds to make u more sensitive to whatever he'll do to u. depriving u from seeing him, u wait in anticipation for his next move, only depending on the shifting of the bed or the sound of his voice to guess whatever antics he was up to.

i bet he has lots of thoughts about sharing u with ritsu. the other would Hate sharing u and keep u to himself (possessive much) but rei would be soooo all for it. sakuma sandwich woooooo best thing ever. (let's include undead & the five eccentrics but i'm mostly for sakuma sandwich)

AND OFC WE WILL NEVER EXCLUDE ANY KINKS RELATED TO HIS VAMPIRISM. i love vampires so much bro if i met a vampire irl id have sex with them despite being a bit repulsive abt irl sex. but anyways. something about vampirism is just very erotic

vampire rei that lurks the night searching for a victim, scouting each bedroom window for suitable prey. until he lays his eyes upon you. the perfect bloodbag. normally, he'd drain his victims dry and leave them to die, but he'd never do that to you. he'll keep you alive. he'll also keep you healthy to keep your blood fresh and delicious. oh my god

ok outside that little au i think he's very hesitant about all-out biting you unless you really ask for it. he doesn't want you to be scared of him or get too hurt, so you really have to ask. he'll nibble a little at first, being really careful not to actually puncture you with his fangs, but if you convince him to really draw blood then he will. forget him hating blood it's for the intimacy ok. besides he thinks u look nice decorated with two puncture wounds dripping with the scarlet fluid :3

#🩰 answered #🩰 rei sakuma #ensemble stars #rei sakuma #enstars #enstars smut #I LOVE HIM SO MUCB GENUINELY #it's been such a long time since i've come to love this old man #i love u sexy pls stay a sexy vamp foreber #froever #forbe #froeber #whateber #WHATEVER**** OH MY GOD

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swiftlydolphin13 · 1 year

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ok swifties i put my writing skills to an eras fanfic yes you read that correctly

My attempt an an eras fanfic lol Lol my fanfic era haha

[Based some elements on alef vernons eras art, specifically tayrealm/eras swords, this fan fic is non-canon to alef vernons work (unless you decide to get inspo from some of these scenes/stories, which i dont mind!!!) Just a big, for-fun, non-profit swiftie contribution to the fandom!!!! All stories are here on tumblr for free!!! For all the swifties (: and....Taylor??? (': ]

YUP AND SETTING IS THE LOVER HOUSE

~CHAPTER 1~

"Its been a long time coming!!!" Lover exhaled at the sight of her first order of crunchwrapped burritos rep had plopped on the table.

"You owe me, Love" rep uttered dryly, through a smile.

"Ha." chuffing coyly, lover could see right through rep, as always, knowing her edge was just for show. "I cant make any promises, but ill make you a drink." she grinned, and shyly dragged the warm package close to her.

"FOOD????" A disasterous cacophany of cowboy boots stomped down the spiral staircase. A Barely brushed, half-haggardly stumbling, debut.

"Not for you 'bu!" Rep waved over to her. "But sharing is caring!!!" debut exclaimed, "y'all know i was the first to move in here but the perks??? Dryer than snakeskin in the sahara desert. cant i get, like, special dibs on food????"

" 'Bu is right, sharing is caring!" lover scrunched her face in endearment toward debut. After all, being the youngest of the bunch, she rarely goes out too much on her own, and is always looking from the Outside. "get over here."

Wild curls, reveling in their early morning pre-brush reign, rattled and bounced as debut skipped across the living room into the kitchen.

"I ordered double,... Triple actually. i knew you and fearless would catch me now," lover winked.

"Fearless is asleep, but you can eat upstairs and bring her breakfast in bed this morning...."

"....Like a princess!" lover and debut chimed in unison.

'Bu beamed. She always had a soft spot for lover. After all. Shell never forget when she asked for all her old journals and had them organized and read out. She always had something wise to say about debuts wild shenanigans. She saw debut's wild fire almost as much as….

"HAS ANYONE SEEN THE BUTTERFLY I LEFT ON THE WINDOWSILL!?"

jars clattering and clanging can be heard from the kitchen, but its origins are far from it.

"Folklore what did you bring in the house THIS TIME!?" Rep exclaimed.

"IT WAS A RARE MORPH!" Her Footsteps slow ombre toward the kitchen, clatter and clinking of jars accompanied her.

she appeared with her typically umkept hair, yet somehow still harmonious with her tattered nightgown, always trailed by moss or leaves, despite always swearing she slept in the house the entire time (almost, at least)

"I found a rare dead monarch morph yesterday and left it by the windowsill, i hadnt preserved it yet cause i was due to go out to get some more supplies… Have any of you seen it…?"

"Listen i may be the snake of the group but i havent seen your butterfly, fol."

"Damn it!!! It was rare!!!! "

"I was THERE!" red skittered down the stairs to defend folklores lost claim.

red can usually be seen trailing behind folklore, Jittery and in endearingly awkward humor, in her squirrel pattern pijamas or squirrel morph, gathering up nuts of the chaotic kind.

"I remember it all too well... she placed it on the window sill last night."

Debut uttered a small squeak and looked at lover, while pointing to speak now's room.

Folklore caught the subtleties.

" speak now took my butterfly?"

"No…" Rep caught on.

Low rumbling Sounds emerged from speaknow's room.

"Oh…."

" its her time of month, isnt it?"

Smoke rose from the cat door as it slowly creaked open….. Scratches were heard from the door that seemed like a small pet. But Who emerged was far from it… a dragon, barely fitting the size of the door nonetheless.

"Yup" all said in unison.

"Looks like you skip breakfast today speak," Rep said.

"Yall never get me my cravings before they start!!! " she explained through her chewing. "So i had to resort to folklores room!!!" Speak rumbled, before coughing up some ash over folklore.

Omg Sorry!!! Morning voice :(

Nah, folklore waved a hand in the air. "Im covered in dirt anyways."

"But….i didnt eat the butterfly, swear. a muffled, cronching speak insisted. "Snacked on some of the wisterias though. Sorry :("

"Thats okay, i planted those for you :)"

Speak now: ……(:

"Well, then if you didnt then…."

Sounds of heaving were very audiably going down the stairs.

"Speak- speakn-n now isnt the only enchanted one here …" debut stuttered.

Yeah, we got merideth olivia, benji thats taken care of by…

An auburn cat emerges, looking sickly.

"Evermore…"

"EVERMORE YOU KNOW THOSE ARE POISONOUS!" folklore exclaimed.

"reeellalaax, im not THAT fucked in the head." evermore said through the coughs, " the butterfly? Oh thats GONE," evermore explained.

"Emergency spell last night, i have to show up for work today, and i cant show up to work LIKE THIS, im a monster on my time of month you know….. im not some fae that sprout wings once a month," she glared at folklore playfully.

"Ha, ha." Well, in MY OPINION… you should show up to work in whatever form of your nature."

"Im just as dignified;" evermore adds. but the spring lunar cycles are always that damn season for allergies…."

Folklore teased a smile. "Either way, i guess you cant pass my wrath this time."

Evermore took out a small jar of ember sap and took a sip. Smoke suddenly filled the room as a golden orb appeared around evermore, growing until she returned to her human form again.

"Thats MUCH BETTER." evermore straightened her terra cotta tone dress adjusting the frills and evergreen cape. "a temporary potion, but...As a high sorceress you think i'd get used to this by now, but im ashamed im probably still fucked in the head. I'll never remember to prep for these spring allergies."

Eras fanfic (updated 3/31/23)

-CHAPTER 2: JUMP THEN FALL-

Now that the dust had settled, the eras scattered to their respective morning dues.

Debut skittered upstairs with the breakfast burrito lover gave her and her plus one, eager to share it with her room neighbor.

Debut slowly peeked into fearless' room slowly creeped near her bed and… "…FEARLESS! BURRITO!!!"

fearless' wild curls covered her whole face, looking like a golden shrub that took over the sheets.

Debut tossed the burrito over any way, getting absorbed in the golden shrub.

"The scent should wake you up sleepyhead!!! commiting to the princess motif, arent you?"

"Mmmmhhh… whats going on…???"

Her mind caught up to the added warmth over her shoulder, and felt for its location without raising her face.

"Cmon!!! We can eat together by the patio. My burritos already getting cold!!!

Fearless finally turned over, sighing. Shes always one of the last to wake in the mornings, but was hardly ever grouchy. She tossed her hair out of her own face, and beamed deviously at debut.

"Its speak nows enchanted week right? Her time of month?"

"Yeah. She was the center of folklores butterfly fiasco this morning… Until it was evermore….."

"But thats a great excuse…." Fearless smiled.

" ....to have her fire our burritos."

debut burst out with a laugh "see ive always liked the way you think," "RACE YOU TO THE BATHROOM??? looks like ill win this time i got a head start!!!!"

"NOT ON MY WATCH !!!!" fearless sprang out of bed, and suddenly two wild golden streaks lined the hallways.

thinking they reached the bathroom, they burst in .

They bumped into the newest member of the family, and her room

Oh where are YOU TWO little rascals up to???

Ooohhh sorry midnights!!!!! We keep forgetting this rooms repurposed." Fearless looks flushed as she and debut look at eachother.

"No worries," midnights assured. She quickly turned to the erratically tweaking and ticking artisan grandmother clock she had been working on.

Ever since she moved in, Midnights room has been an enigma. Always hearing a plethora of creaks, tuning and turning gears in the middle of the night. None of the eras ever took the time to ask what was going on, and only assumed that midnights never desired to be bothered by such a question.

Now… debut and fearless wouldnt had dared step in hadnt they been serendipitously distracted by their competition… But now that they were here….

debut backed and turned away, with fearless hesitantly… turning back.

"What-…. Whatcha workin' on????"

Clinks and tinkering sounds of a pleaseant volume accompanied their conversation.

Ohhh, just a bit for a trip im taking…

"Ooohh!!!! Where are you going?? " fearless asked.

Debut tapped fearless on the shoulder. " more like when…. "

Suddenly what fearless hadnt noticed took form around her. A moving board of Maps of several time periods of each era mapped out on its cork wall, along with various equations, calculations and mysterious locations.

The room in fact was leviathan, ceilings raised up higher than the roof of the lover house itself, as well as its shape greatly mismatching. Rounded, it looked like a library belonging to an old castle rather than the refurbished bathroom fearless and debut had mistaken it for previously. walls stacked with books upon books, wooden bookshelves with a coat of midnight blue yet with edges fading. despite midnights new addition, it was as if time ran its course over them. wood embedded dividers of each section, portruding as intricate wooden carvings, lines parallelling then intertwining and streaking in parallell yet again. The heart beat of time echoing through the ceiling taken from a cathedral. The whole ambiance crisp, yet cold, as if the air from the room originated from elsewhere, as if midnights room was enchanted itself.

"Can we uhh… Take a look at your room??? Uh, weve never been here before and … It looks pretty neat." Fearless voice echoed, bouncing off the cielings. She mustered up some more confidence quickly, upon detecting midnights chilled nature.

"Sure, just dont touch anything."

Midnights spoke in a calm yet slightly stern voice, carring wisdom effortlessly with each intonation. A voice that could get even Fearless and debuts' fire to settle.

"Okay, " debut and fearless agreed.

The motioned across the room to a far corner, that had aisles of ancient looking artifacts that seemed engulfed in lore and story.

Debut and fearless could not resist, swords of different eras displayed, each with its set place to rest.

"Wow…. I never knew we had this much stuff…" Debut said in a hushed tone, in awe of the sythe before her.

"Omg look!!! Theres one for evermore and folklore too!! ….woah…. Does that mean i have one too??"

Fearless pitter pattered ahead of debut to the second aisle, And caught the glint of a golden sword..

"LOOK, Debut!! I HAVE ONE!!!!"

Debut caught up with fearless , careful to stay a safe distance from the swords.

"Lookk this is soooo cool and look you have one!!!"

Fearless' sword looked like an intricate key, while debuts looked mirrored like the surface of a lake.

She leaned in for a closer look.

"This is so neat…. " fearless' voice seemed to trail off.

"Yeah. I never knew we had this… Pretty cool. We can look more later though fearless, im actually kind of hungry…."

"Me… Tooo…." Fearless was entranced by the gleaming glint of her sword, which suddenly started glowing.

Oh my gosh, YOURE glowing!

"Yeah, its cool, the sword is doing that !!"

"No, YOURE GLOWING!"

fearless looked at her own hands and arms. Slowly, the glow overtook her whole form and brightened, enveloping her in golden light, glowing just under brightness that you could still see fearless astonishment.

"Debut!!!! Whats happening!!!"

"I dont know!!!"

From the bottom up, fearless started disintegrating, becoming golden glitter flecks that began to funnel into the fearless sword.

"FEARLESS OH MY GOD!!! MIDNIGHTS!!!"

Midnights overheard the commotion and sprang to the scene in the back of the room, taking a few moments to reach the far corner where fearless sword was.

Skittering through the last aisle, midnights exclaimed " I told you not to touch anything!!!"

"We didnt!!!" Debut and fearless said in unison, before a partly departed fearless wholly dissapeared into embellished gleams of light, warping into the center of the fearless sword.

"FEARLESS!!!!!"

debut cried. " WHAT HAPPENED TO HER!! SHE DIED DEAD, IM SURE SHE DIED DEAD!!!"

"You NEED to calm down, debut" midnights somberly put her hand on her shoulder

" i shouldve taken this into the equation..."

"What do you mean??"

Well…. Quantum entanglement. You wouldnt-

Debuts eyes glared for awnsers.

Midnights sighed. " you know that each of you have a ceartain quality to you that makes you unique right?"

"Yeah."

"And like attracts like?"

"Yeeeahh...???" Debuts brows furrowed.

"Well what if i told you... ive been masterminding with other versions of each of you that exist through space time???"

"Uhhh… Wouldnt you need PERMISSION FOR THAT???"

"well…. Thats the thing…. I didnt have time to ask for permission…."

What do you mean??? Are we in trouble???

….sort of…? You have…. A chance to be locked in this house forever if i hadnt stepped in…. Well. Except lover.

Permission was taken from us…why is just lover safe??? Whats so special about lover??? (except the fact that she is literally my MOTHER compared to y'all. Debut thinks to herself.)

"Its…. A lot to explain." The important thing for you to know is that where fearless is, is safe…. Shell be taken care of, by … Herself."

"WHAT!? SHES TRAPPED THERE ALL ALONE??? OH MY GOD HOW COULD YOU!!"

"Debut please! Im telling you… Shes not alone…. Shes with herself…. Her other self….."

-CHAPTER 3 THE FEARLESS REALM-

HEY GUYS…? where- where am i…???? Guys????"

An eerie silence filled the grass clearing.

Fearless plopped on the grass, limbs still spread as she then sat up.

A grumbling noise caught her attention.

"…Damn it. I never got to eat the breakfast burrito. "

"Yeah im never getting outta here."

"You could always touch grass" a voice echoed from the shrubbery.

"i AM touching grass." fearlessly immediately awnsered but quickly realized ... Who- what? This this strangers tomfoolery was untimely. fearless snapped, "Are you saying that literally touching grass is not enough??? what do you want me to do, eat it???"

"Sure, thats what i'd do"

Out of the bushes arrived, perhaps just in time…

"A white horse!?"

Yeah yeah, get on. Its not too late, she winked.

"Hmmm. Red taught me not to just get on any white horse though…"

"Ohh, but im not just any white horse."

The horse began to Emit an off white aura gruadually shining brighter in intensity as she clopped closer to fearless.

"More GLOWING? im getting in trouble again." fearless backed away slightly, still sitting on the soft grass, gripping it in anxiousness.

A white orb enveloped the horse, and out from it appeared a tall blonde woman, much older than fearless.

Why do you look like..?

"Hi, im you, (uh, your, version.)"

Taylors version?? What do you mean??

"Well…. Thats not important right now, i just need to get you somewhere safe so … Just follow me."

Fearless tv took fearless' hand leading her into the deeper forest.

Fearless tv whistled, and upon doing so, a heard of white horses galloped to her.

She approached one of them and mounted, and extended her hand to fearless.

You couldnt trust me back there, how about now?

She took her hand and said " well why would i trust a white horse ive never seen before???"

"Hmmm… Red taught you well…. But sometimes… The road is trecherous, and theres no choice so you better hold on!!!"

…."Heyah!"

The herd of white horses picked up great speed, something fearless was usually used to, but in this big new world without her old friends around, she definately felt more unsure of everything."

The forest eventually cleared, and what was before her was a castle, a tower at the center.

"Were home." fearless tv sighed.

Two cats lined the door immediately.

"Fearless tv where HAVE you been? 5 minutes late to dinner again!" Screeched a demanding Meredith.

"Calm down Meredith" Benjamin pleaded. its always like this with you, cant you trust her a bit? She gives us The best pets in the Tayrealm, have a little faith."

"There's literally MULTIPLES of her now? and she still manages to be late." Meredith scoffed.

Fearless tv sighed, leaning over the cats.

"....Hey guys." She beamed, smiling with her eyes.

"Wheres ....?"

"Oh, shes already eaten all the jars full of the enchanted honey from the evermore tree you gathered, and went out for more."

"She travelled that far AGAIN?" Fearless exclaimed.

Benjamin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we keep telling her its an addiction, but she says she has it """under control""" air quoting with his paws.

rustling from the leaves near the castle entrance caught all of their eyes, fearless tv already rolling hers for days expecting what was to be.

"De-de-de-de HEY GUYS ITS DIBBLES"

A honey-ridden, sticky cat appears, holding many jars in her sling pack.

"Oh dibbles…. Honey…" fearless tv sighed affectionately. Lets get you cleaned up… Oh dear."

Fearless stood there, onlooking the ordeal.

Olivia, or dibbles , as she was known, teetered a few steps before falling into her back; looking like a fuzzy honey-glazed seal.

Fearless tv slowly picked up the drunk cat, and extended her now sticky hand due to olivias shenanigans, but quickly retracted realizing fearless would rather stay honeyless. She nodded her head in the direction of inside.

"Come in, fearless, after all my home is your home," she winked.

Fearless modestly stepped in, and took a gander at all the trinkets inside.

awards lined the shelves…. From fearless eras past… Fearless walked slowly around them, wondering how they too reside here. "This must be some weird mirror dimension…." She said to herself.

"Looking at all those ceartainly makes you feel nostalgic doesnt it?" Fearless tv peeked from the washroom.

"Yeah…. So are you like a doppleganger or something???"

"Eh…. Sort of" fearless tv replied "i mean…. Yeah."

"….like an older doppleganger… Lets just say youve needed to revisit your past a little bit …. In the future."

"Oohhh why? Did all the fans love fearless that MUCH?"

"….WELL…. well, you know what yeah actually. Its why you could revisit them the way you did" fearless tv winked.

Light from the washroom caught her shirt, partially wet from olivia wrestling her way into the bathtub. Light streaked eyes, which held a great more deal of knowing over fearless, yet held the same fired embers, still hot, but emitting a golden love. instead of wearing her usual dress a men's blouse was worn…. From a love story older than time.

"Anyways… I think its best ill explain a bit more over dinner… What would you like?"

"It all seems all warped over here…" Fearless pondered for a moment. "youre older, well…. Im…. Uh.. Youre older..? This is confusing."

Fearless tv cracked a smile. "Bet."

"but…. everything seems clocked back like a gazillion years…. But well…..

Do y'all have chicken tenders???"

-To be updated-

Updated 4/2/23

-Chapter 3- FROZEN BEHIND GLASS

Back in the lover house, midnights had called a meeting amoungst all the eras as to brief them of the happenings in her bedroom. She left a note on the door with a joke they all make when theres a problem to take the edge off of the suspense, at least until they had all gathered around. All the eras congregated in the kitchen over a bit of a meal, some sugar cookies with the last scrape of the chai icing folklore had made for her and evermores small at-home baking business. (Speak now had devoured the other 13 batches earlier that morning, in typical dragon fashion). With debut trailing behind her, wide eyed with unceartainty, midnights tapped the edge of a champagne glass, refrencing the notes on the doors all the eras recognized…. There was a problem. a champagne problem.

"What did FOLKLORE do this time?????"

Rep always assumed folkore brought some other mythical creature into the house AGAIN.

"WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING REP? we have a literal DRAGON in our kitchen and youre a SNAKE."

Rep hissed. but im a HOUSE snake and speak now isnt always covered in enchanted moss and pollen that brings up evermores allergies at springtime. She waved.

"YEAH! and then i just stay cooped up in my room with em trying to make another spell for every new moss and pollen variety folklore encounters!….. Not that…. I mind hovering over my cauldron, but you know, a bit of ATTENTION WOULD BE NICE!!!"

"calm DOWN," Lover interviened. "Youre just mad you couldnt go on our long pond trip for folklore's birthday three summers ago."

"And what if i am??? WHAT DID I GET ON MY BIRTHDAY WHEN YALL GOT BACK? ALLERGIES."

Folklore chimed in slowly…. "evermore…??? Ive been dabbling in some magic lately and…. " she handed her a golden sap elixr with wisteria and diced leaves of sweet tea."

Evermore examined the jar with her keen Sylvan Eyes. "Folkore…!?!?? this is an expert level spell. Where did you learn to do this!!??"

"Yy- your books?" She smiled cautiously.

Evermores expression of confusion swerved into relived realization. " i KNEW i wasnt crazy! i could TELL you were in my room! my allergies were extra bad this month!…. You… Made this for me???"

Folkore shyly nodded, looking at the floor and then up at evermore. "Surprise?"

Evermore screwed open the jar, and the sweetest mangle of sweet tea and wisteria, with notes of clover nectar filled the room so quickly evermore knew it was perfectly enchanted. So much so, the entire room let out a delighted sigh over its agrestal scent.

Evermore took a small sip. "Oh my goodness, its sweet like honey, its perfectly made? Ive been trying for a whole year for this to cure my allergies. How did yo--"

"You just got to know where to find them…. It wasnt in your book but ….The wisterias by the lakes are the most potent, sweet tea growing from seven feet are the crispest. plant them and in three summers time you pick them, when the moon and saturn are conjunct." She smiled.

Red side eyed evermore. "I knew you could never stay ALLERGIC to AWESOMENESS!!!, haha. Youre perfect for eachother! "

"Sisters! Twin fire signs! Four blue eyes! " Red added, shoving evermore playfully and bursting into a giggle.

evermore blushed, emitting a warm, slightly silly-feeling smile.

".....WELL IM GLAD THIS FAMILY DISPUTE IS SETTLED." rep looked over at midnights. "now for what were REALLY here for."

Rep, having the notiriety of skillfully re-directing the tangents of the household, could have done this at any time, however, she secretly still enjoys folklore and evermores endearing interactions.

"Well, now that were all here." midnights tapped the champagne glass three more times. Dragon sized munching noises accompanied the suspense.

"This champagne problem is a … Little more complex than tree sap, unfortunately."

"Listen, I know everyone loves ur pop-girlie a** rn but its not just cottagecore tree sap" said evermore, backing up folklores skill of the craft.

"…your right, sorry" midnights added. "Well, our dilemma here may span over a few more minutes than expected… Or years… Depending…. On uh…. Time zone differences."

"Oohhh oooh!!! Are we travelling !!!?? " red erupted. Shes been raving about going to london for months, lover silently scheming along with her, sticking brochures under everyones door this entire summer.

"No red we ARENT going to london." Rep closed her eyes asking for patience.

"But its FUNdon!" Lover and red rose in unison.

"No… I mean yes BUT LISTEN TO MIDNIGHTS! THERE IS A CHAMPAGNE PROBLEM ! we!!! will!!! Travel !!! Later !!!!"

"You know what, exactly," midnights said. "We are travelling now, later."

" that makes no sense." Reps eyes narrowed.

"Well…. ive been working on something. I hadnt since told you, because i havent beta tested it yet, but it looks like there might not be much… Uh,… Time."

"Okay, so where are we going? Its gotta be new york right? this whole plot sounds like it could totally take place in new york, not to brag but….im a street rat. i know the streets like the back of my hand" 1989 scoffed smugly, waving her hand in the air, refrencing the time 1989s streetrat form saved all evermores wand and unbound spellbook pages from the subway tracks.

"Its not where, yall….dont you see?? Someone is missing….."

"Oh shit, i cant believe we started without fearless! She must be sleeping again."

"Hmmmmm ….. Sort of????" Debut looked at midnights nervously.

Red scoffed. "Hah. Shes definately in SOME other dimension thats for sure"

" yeah, actually she is uhmmm SHE GOT WARPED INTO MIDNIGHTS SWORD…. WELL NOT MIDNIGHTS…. the fearless sword, like, she has one."

"A sword? Who let a CHILD interact with a sword!?" Rep exclaimed.

"Well!!!! Like!!!! We were in midnights room and… and she said for us not to touch and we didnt and!!!!! It just !!!! " debut reenacted the whole ordeal, guiding her hand along her body, making a 'schloop' sound for when fearless faded away.

"Be fucking for real 'Bu, where the fuck did she go!?" Rep, as edgy as she was, probably felt the most protective of all of the eras, due to her time in….. Well… we do not speak of that.

Midnights added to debuts explanation. "Uh, yeah… I havent really said much about myself have i well… Uh… Being a time keeper… I have access to all of time space via grandmother clocks…. And… a couple of swords….assigned to each era. I didnt think they would be activated this early…"

"Broooooooo i thought you were just fixing up old shit!" 1989 erupted nervously.

"Well im in charge of fixing up all of you sooo....well, actually saving."

"HAH" rep cackled covering her mouth. even she gave into that tease.

composing herself, a cold chill ran over her upon absorbing midnights words. "Wait… Were all in trouble??"

"Yeah… Well ...except Lover, folklore and evermore."

Red turned to lover and folkmore. "Why is it when theres this much trouble its never you three?"

"Conflict avoidant i guess??" Lover shrugged.

"Not with THAT tracklist, Miss americana." 1989 said.

"So what do we do about fearless?" Speak now asked.

"Well fearless is safe," midnights reassured. "…For now. But we dont have that much time. If the swords began activating now, the darkness must be settling in the realm sooner than i thought" midnights' gaze looked distant.

"…. Darkness??? realm??? Oh boy we ALL know THIS is going to some Wonderland …" 1989 rolled her eyes.

Rep grew silent. She had suddenly gotten nauseous, and wondered if she added too much icing to her sugar cookies. She also considered that all this was way too much to take in.

One of the youngest gone who knows where, no where to be seen, the newest of the bunch keeping some long held family secret. She got up from her chair and …. Froze.

Rep???? Are you okay???

No awnser.

Crystals began to form under reps feet, creating a glass chrysalis around her.

"REP!!!" lover sprang from the table.

Midnights stopped lover in her tracks. "No, dont touch her. Not even i know what could happen if you do. Back away."

"I can fire her up and thaw her out!!!" Speak now gleaned in with an idea

"Ill look in my magic books for these symptoms!!!!" Evermore exclaimed.

"there has to be something we can do!!!"

Debut, despite being the youngest… Sat with a cold stomach, piecing the occurance together in her mind.

"Midnights….. Is this… The darkness??"

"Im afraid so, 'Bu. " midnights sadness colored her tone, worry settled in on her face.

"Wh- what can we do???" Lover hoped that the awnser as clear as traffic lights.

"I dont…. Exactly know." Midnights solemnly awnsered. "I have an idea about whats happening, but i cant be too sure. As much as im your resident mastermind….My craft… Is a mysterious one."

"HEY! i found something!!!" Evermore shouted running down the stairs with an open book.

"Its called the *glass* darkness." Evermore explained. No one knows where it originates from officially, but it seems it has something to do with overtaking everything it encounters as its own, mercilessly. It doesnt exactly say if its deadly or not….

It seems like its just…. An eternal trap… So i guess… That counts as deadly right???"

"Ugh, we dont have time for this!!! We had plans!!! I wanted to just stay home all day today and have fun with rep in her snake form ): " folklore sighed.

"do you really wanna talk about time in times like these!?" evermore exclaimed we cant let this damage reputation."

"Well we actually DO need to talk about time. " lover noted. "How long does this last? Is there anything in there on how to stop the glass from forming?"

"Well…." Evermore flipped through the pages. "Hmmm… There. It talks about… Different versions…. Of us???"

"But wait arent we all just different versions of eachother??" 1989 asked.

"Yes yes… BUT! Parallell worlds…. Different parallel versions of us could help reverse this!!!!"

"dopplegangers!?" Red exclaimed. "well it looks like well be trying to find ourselves…AGAIN."

"So are the swords how we.. Uh… Find them?" 1989 looked over to midnights.

"Yes, " midnights expression seemed to have softened a bit, with reassurance that the whole gang was in on the efforts to reclaim the homes harmony.

"The swords are portals to respective locations within the Tayrealm. Each of you must find your parallel version and meet them in their respective castles. From there, we can figure out a way to stop the glass darkness from overtaking their realm, and the outer world."

"Does this mean that reps realm is ...?"

Evermore flipped through more pages. "Oh No…"

-CHAPTER 5- ARE YOU READY FOR IT?

- updated 4/4 -4/5 while clowning lol-

"I hope they arent too crispy" fearless tv spoke softly as she turned to set the dish of freshly made chicken tenders on the table.

"Ooooh finally im starving!!!!" Fearless beamed.

"Ketchup" both fearless asked and fearless tv offered in unison.

"Woah," fearless said through an impatient mouthful. "you really are my doppleganger!"

Fearless tv quietly smiled and passed the ketchup. She hadnt really said much about how finding fearless again after all these years made her feel. An all encompassing warmth that only her girlhood could bring to her. Incredible to be able to look at oneself through a further lens, only to feel that fire is still going strong.

" aahh that hits the spot! Here! Have one! Or are you like a weird hologram that doesnt eat?"

"No, ill surely eat," fearless tv replied, still smiling with her eyes at fearless' brash remarks. Spunky, that one, She thought, knowing all too well that ferocious hunger.

Fearless tv sat herself at the table with her own first batch, as well as a second plate, forseeing the future as fearless went in for seconds.

"well i cant believe i didnt trust you," fearless said through a mouthful. " this place is great! I wonder what else is around here…"

Fearless tv dipped a tender in her own small ketchup saucer. "Well we got quite a queendom…. Its grown so large over the years…. And im insanely grateful… We have quite a few new landmasses of the emerging from the sea of consciousness the past few years, so the queendom is as happy and busy as ever… We even got a new bookstore."

"BOOKSTORE!?" fearless already jumped up in excitement.

"Yup. run by a doctorate!" Fearless tv winked.

"OH MY GOD LETS GO." fearless already imagined the plethora of love stories sitting in the shelves.

"Hmmm… Well the path there is relatively safe…. No where near the…"

"LETS GO LETS GO!!!" fearless insisted.

"Very well." Fearless tv agreed. "Finish your tenders, then we can go."

"Okay MOTHER." fearless teased.

"I guess i could be wise enough…" Fearless tv laughed.

"But you know whos wiser….." Fearless tv gleaned. " She could definately help us figure out why youre here…."

"You know it !!!! And how to get back!!!" Fearless said through chomping the last bite of chicken tenders , playing into the fact she was DEFINATELY not distracted by chicken tenders and a promise of checking out love stories.

Fearless tv grew silently sad about fearless leaving, but insisted she should visit under more correct circumstances every now and then.

"You know, i dont mind you visiting any time after to listen to old CDs" fearless tv chimed, while getting up from her seat and sprucing up her table. fearless already spruced up and ready to go, replied

"sure! So far im loving it here, im not sure why midnights kept this a secret for so long…."

Fearless tv hid her concern, back turned to fearless as she was washing the last ketchup saucer.

"Okay, are you ready for it?"

"Yeah!!! Race you to the door!"

"Oh you WOULD know i cant resist a good race" Fearless tv gave a daring look and both skittered to the front door and into the front yard.

"HEY HEY HEY where are YALL going in such a rush?" Merideth asked.

"Bookstore…. for some….. Research."

"Oh so youre going to gi find out what happened to re-"

Fearless tv quickly shut benjamins muzzle.

"Shes having a GOOD time. I dont want her to worry too much. You know how i get - when she gets- uh, when we get…how i used to get…. when theres a risk of getting in trouble."

"Oh, rightyo." Benjamin agreed.

fearless mounted on a horse a lot more daringly this time, "hey fearless you ready? I cant wait to RACE YOU!" fearless squeaked, well fed and with a new hunger for adventure, now that she gained some trust in fearless tv.

"Youre going to have to follow me fearless…" fearless tv reminded her " you… Dont know the way."

"Ooo, right. Can we go fast?"

"Alright" fearless tv caved. She mounted on her own horse this time.

"Heah!" They galloped, through the winding trails, to Dr. Tay's bookstore. The road there wasnt as trecherous, with enough paths made through the kingdom, brush had been cleared for most connections to major sites, and in times like these, Dr. Taylors bookstore had been the center of attention.

They got off their horses and entered the seeminly small, quaint bookstore, with an everpresent scent of chai tea and baked goods from its in house bakery run by….

"Folkmore!?" What are you guys doing here????

Fearless tv leaned in for a close whisper, they arent your folkmore , fearless. Over here, theyre called woodvale and november." She winked.

"But they look …. Well i suppose a BIT different." She added

Lets just say, nothing much has changed for them, theyve just arrived from the sea of consiousness recently…. By a new boat. Theyre like pseudonyms of….Hmm well… I suppose theyve grown a bit. maybe a couple of bonus tracks…."

"Would they recognize me!?" Fearless asked noticing this was a bit more trippy for fearless.

"Sure they will, they know i have a younger version, even if you havent been here before (:"

"Heyyy fearless!!!!" Woodvale chimed. Weve been expec- "

"Haha we had no idea you were coming!!!!" November budged in.

"Smoooooooth, guys…. " fearless tv rolled her cerulean eyes. " i shouldve known y'all wouldve slipped through the cracks."

"Maybe if you would have PREPPED US PROPERLY we wouldnt have SLIPPED." woodvale remarked.

Fearless tv sighed. "To be fair i mightve ran it by too quickly… "

"Anyways…."

"Guys im right here." Fearless added. " i guess you told them i was coming…. You knew??? Did you….did you summon me when i got too close to the sword or something?"

"Uhh well… "

"Yess actually," woodvale added. "She took the opportunity you got close enough to-"

November quickly placed her sleeve over woodvales ever-open yap. "ENOUGH WOODVALE CAN YOU NOT KEEP A SECRET?" november shoved her other sleeve over woodvales face.

"Would you like some tea?? Cookies??? On us!"

"We just a-"

"Ooh free dessert ? How COULD you say no!" Fearless interruped.

"Well, now that the secrets out, were going to have to sit down for this anyway," fearless tv said.

Fearless tv solemnly looked at fearless, waiting, leaning over the bakery's glass display. The most quintessentially innocent scene, a childlike eagerness, tunneled vision, a wild expression, The scent of the bakery an etheral manifestation of this endearing sweetness. She Watched as Fearless pressed the side of her face over the bakery glass. " oooohhh its warm, hehe" she remarked with a silly smile.

Her heart ached for fearless' potential fate, as, those qualities resided in her still. despite existing alongside more knowledge and wisdom, these qualities were still precious and delicate on their own. so many let that enthusiasm decay away, replaced by stoic ambivilance. knowing these qualities tarnish so easily, she silently vowed to protect fearless at all costs.

Woodvale returned with a freshbaked batch of chai cookies and november brought in a small teaset, with a squeaking teapot.

"Well have these set up for you at the table" Follow us…"

The tables, on the farside of the bookstore, were reached through a labrynth of book shevles. Fearless took a passing glance at each title, gleaming, twinkling in a gilded gold rush.

…books were tabbed by the names of 'tay realm artifacts'….' the glass darkness'….'quantum entanglement.' …

5/15 update:

Fearless eagerly seated herself in the chair by the glass, overlooking all of tayrealm, as november and woodvale placed their tea and cookies on the table.

"Bone apple tea!" Woodvale and november said in unison.

Dr. Taylor will be with you in a moment, woodvale reassured.

"Oh great!" Fearless exclaimed. "Im starving"

"We just ate a few-"

"THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO FEARLESS TV, a girls gotta eat!!!!!" Fearless exclaimed before devouring a three layered self-stacked cookie sandwich.

Fearless tv sighed and smiled, endearingly teasing a side eye.

"So…." Fearless said with a mouth full. "Whatcha here for? Seems you know something i dont, im all ears , who do we have to fight?"

Fearless tv slightly chuckled before returning to a somber expression. Well…

"Hey!" a voice appeared from the shelves. It was Dr. Taylor , in her regal violet study gown, holding a book, complete with a sling pack of quill, gel and fountain pens.

"Youre just in time," fearless tv said.

" sorry i took so long…. The new surge of lost books….we've needed much help…" Dr. Taylor's voice trailed off. Trailing a longside her, was another taylor, of which a specific name had not been apparant. She wore a green red and yellow striped shirt, and glittery orange shorts, with green snakeskin boots. On her chest read an empty name tag saying "its me hi!" Fearless guessed she was nameless, an npc or something, she thought.

Nameless taylor tilted her face away from the bookpile she straggled , freeing one hand to wave hi.

Fearless tv and fearless smiled and silently waved.

Dr taylor took one book from the top of the pile that nameless taylor was carrying. Dr. Taylor's eyes shifted to fearless and softened in to a sweeter welcoming expression. "Well this should help….."

Dr. Taylor opened up the large book, with sparks flying all over the place. A holographic map of tayrealm appeared before their eyes. Fearless tv watched fearless eyes take in the magic book with the most hungry eyes she had ever seen, except her own, of course.

Well if you see here, Dr taylor pointed at a tower somewhere near what looked like a swamp.

"That was the epicenter. The towers bridges began crumbling and reputation castle has been inaccessible ever since…. But whatever caused rep castle to crumble….. Is spreading…..a darkness, that spread all the artayfacts all over tayrealm. the natural karma of tayrealm responded by creating alternate versions of ourselves, the taylors versions. in our creation we knew our goal was to summon all of our alternate versions back into tayrealm, to help us retrieve all the artayfact gems to restore complete harmony in our world."

"So…. You summoned me here to find some rocks?" Fearless said between chewing.

This is serious fearless…. If we dont restore the gems, all your friends in your world will be trapped behind glass…. Forever." Fearless tv's brows furrowed.

"What!?" So wait!? Where are the rest of the girls?"

"Well , apparantly safe, for now, Dr. Taylor continued. The darkness has only reached reputation castle for now."

"So…. What happened to rep?" Fearless voice began to grow quieter.

"Shes….frozen Behind glass. But theres a way to unfreeze her, and if we gather all the gems before the darkness spreads we can keep it from happening to the rest of you all in the outside world." Fearless tv reassured.

"Oh my gosh!! Okay." Fearless stood up. Then lets go get the rest of the albums here right now!!! cant you all just summon them or something?"

"Well its not that simple…" Dr taylor added. You know you got here through getting too close to the sword. The rest of the girls need to get really close….

-CHAPTER 6- LET THE GAMES BEGIN

to be updated

, 4/6 update: ooopppps i skipped to latrr in the story story cause i got ideas so read only if you dont care for , ill. be writing the in-between eventually.

All the taylors entered the center of the circle, and held hands. With all the artayfacts in their places, midnights entered the center of the circle, where one last place lay for her sword. She placed her atayfact. A mirror, locked in an upright placement, on the side. She then finally locked her last sythe In place. Lights engulf all the eras in their respecive colors… all of them slowly desintegrating into light .

"omg its happening again!" Fearless exclaimed.

"Were going back home?" Fearless asked.

"actually, i dont know," midnights replied. I havent seen that far out yet…. It freaks me out. The only reason i have years ahead of me planned out is cause, you know, i have to. But this time….

Debut looked ahead of her toward red and 1989. already pure light, like holograms, they began to blend together, and in turn look like hybrid versions of eachother.

"Red you look different! Uh well 1989 uuhm ??? "

The now blended red/1989 looked at their outfit and beamed.

"Okay but this is kind of a slay, why didnt we ever try this before!?"

"You did. Its giving january 2014" debut snickered.

Red and 1989 now one, wearing 1989s typical skirt with a button up collar blouse red typically wears, sporting 1989s sunglasses, reds ponytail, and a city style bag to match.

"Hey! Thats not fair! I wanna try that!" Speak now bursted, and turned to folklore.

Folklore, sensing shed been targeted, looked daringly back at speak now

"Bring it."

A transluscent flower crowned dragon emerged adorned with wisteria and sweet tea leaves.

Speak now/folklore paused, then yelled.

"You ate my ACORNS!? well now you cant keep any secrets from me with my access to your….our memory?"

Rep cackled. " holy shit thats gold , maybe this is the ONE thing that will keep yall from your shenanigans in the house hold."

"…Or cause more of it." lover laughed.

Rep turned to lover. "Hey, our aesthetics are so opposite this…. Just might work."

Rep and lover collided, and out emerged a rainbow snakeskin, cornelia, and street wear adorned rep/lover.

Fearless glanced at evermore. " oooh ooh!!! Me next!!!"

Evermore gently hugged fearless, a plaid princess dress emerged, lined with with gold, slightly resembling evermores button coat, with the buttons like gems from a gold rush. (Note from the author: gold rush RIGHTS!!!)

Evermore/fearless emitted a cozy smile (:

Debut, the but-last one standing as a singlet, gazed at the ever-wise midnights. She wondered of all the secrets , gazing from her eyes looking out for her, the various journeys through timelines adorned by what-ifs or maybes, if-thens and then-whats, only-ifs, and if-onlys, carried on in some conglomerate of a semblance of peace, at least, in destiny and fate and….

karma cat walked up to debut, brushing her warm black fur against her leg, purring.. Debut crouched for a moment to meet the cats ember eyes…

Karma…. I know everyone is excited for me.. And i am too… I love this… but…….."

"Im scared."

"This feels….. like a death. I've only known this, but still…. The yearning, " debut looked at midnights.

"…it stays."

Karma cat's purring accompanied the glittering chime sounds, of which in this very moment was like debut could hear every stray fleck of light surrounding the great castle room.

"….will….Will i make it?? Will i make it out …alive?"

Karma cat , eyes flashing a warm orange glow, placed her chin on debuts leg. I know your future…can be a vast and somewhat ominous abyss, but i have always been there, guiding it. You can make it. Youre young. youre talented. I see it in you. And most importantly, this is You… Trying. And For every spider web and paper airplane flying, ill be there. there is daylight…. Starlight…. Even In the most ominous of midnights."

Debut smiled with tears welling up in her eyes. She passed one last pet over karma, sending good wishes so that all of her, her daring, her innocence, her kind heart and thin skin, would be safe. That all of her would stay in tact… And should she ever break… She would find her pieces again. Hopefully gaining new ones for compensation.

She slowly walked up to midnights and smiled. She turned for one last look at karma, who had been sitting, tail swishing, in a calm, metronome fashion."

"Remember, you're never on your own, kid."

Purrs still heard from where debut stood, it was taken as the softest most honored blessing one could have. She turned again to midnights.

Midnights looked at those eager eyes, her own, glimmering in a watery nostalgia. The youngest Fire and the wisest, actually not much different despite experience, embraced together .

All the hybrid eras glimmered as pure light before meeting at the center infront of the mirror and…

She opened her eyes.

She looked down at her arms and hands in surprise and somehow utter relief, as a feeling of wholeness overtook her for the first time since rep era…. No, it was even better.

In its place, after all the toils and spoils, and all the oils before her… It was nice… to get to a place where you can just… Rest in the knowing that, the gems broken apart had not only been put together, but added to. A bracelet laced her wrist, glittering in the starlight. All the eras, including her versions, in their bejeweled state of grace.

In the mirror in front of her, She sees her incarnations, all 12 of her previous eras, flashing before her, crowds becoming larger and larger as time went on, flashing eyes on her brighter and brighter, until the darkness, confusing and painful, took its slithering shape, and then again… spider webs, in some ways…hard to look back on even now… yet…then there it was, daylight, once again. A reclamation of time. A sparkling forest, and then a glittery night sky….the ultimate priority of sweet nothing. the ebb and flow of one lifetime, of yet all of it like she had lived multiple incarnations of herself. The firefly imbued forest and star stroked sky solidified in the mirrors background, informing her where shed been transported to. strings that were once invisible, flickered and and flashed and danced in the dark, designing a familiar figure in the night sky.

The archer.

The mirror fading away from its montage of the past, retuned to the present in its reflection. And There, in focus, were all the eras, both flashy and subdued, firey yet whimsical… Yet… in her merged state she was just…

Taylor Alison Swift, born December 13th, 1989. to a mama and papa swift, surrounded by the scent of pine and myrrh of Pennsylvania, the first holy ground. A Sagittarius, she was born the archer…. And the prey, in her many lifetimes of one. Slain as a witch , but in turn bullseyeing a koi fish in a dive bar on the east side. in her merged state …. the ultimate reflection of a sweet nothing.

…barefoot and not necessarily outwardly flashy, Taylor wandered through the night forest the mirror transported her to. as if hiding in plain sight, she wore a comfortable everyday wear dress with a small-flower pattern on it, on other days she would be in the mood for a knit sweater with some jeans. Even on nice summer dinner-nights, the mood a simple yet stylish embellished blouse perhaps not warrented to set herself apart from a bustling crowd, yet one of the many wandering geode minds with gem encrusted secrets idling about in New York City. Her hair unruly and untamed, a bit like fearless debuts and speak nows… No make up, this is the taylor the cats and the koi fish, strung out of sight, see in the morning, with scarlet, maroon impressions of where her bedsheets have been on her face. Calm, yet undone, bangs curling up in all sorts of directions rebelliously, like folklore and evermore. At times compelled to wearing flashy things like 1989 lover and midnights, and getting excited about fall fashion like red. Compelled to dream of love stories, to enshrine and embellish child-like awe in violet sparkling nights and sparks; wonderstruck meetings with those who had been once held dear in her previous incarnations, dreaming of familiar souls masked in unfamiliar faces, with every love story, whether of romance or friendship, beginning with their eyes whispering "have we met?"

This is the taylor where all the eras come from, the taylor up at night, fiddling with instruments, exploring facets of herself to duplicate and bring life to. The taylor that hungers for the thrill of the songwriting cloud visiting her in these hours that create new landmasses in the tayrealm, bubbling and crumbling into existence out of the sea of tayconsciousness (as well as a midnight appetite guiding her, feral, to the fridge chomping on chai cookies… less like a human and more like a racoon). Still a mirrorball, showered in attention and care from her koi, and her friends, snickering and gregarious, hours on the phone, with one of the only quirks being her stopping only for huddling in a corner with her voice memo app. Not necessarily a mythical creature at first glance; perhaps you wouldn't have noticed her, had her face not been memorized by millions. but maybe, so much as her tall presence and exceptionally friendly aura would have great magnetism alone, whether she had been known by almost the entire world or not. perhaps in an alternate timeline, had her name not gone up in lights…She would open a small family record store business in nashville, known by the locals to be the friendliest and most welcoming, perhaps a tourist destination, with songwriting classes on thursdays and fridays. (instead of big music distribution annoucements..)

All in all… in any case… very much at her core the same, a tall eager blonde girl at a bookstore (perhaps online ones these days…(:), devouring 800 page books on folklore or esoterics, going on for hours about the favorite words she keeps in her 'favorite word' folder on her desktop, going on about fantasy or mystery series (or documentaries of the feline kind) shed watch hours on the tv whilst laying in bed with her cats. Seeing her like this, you would wonder how the world could forget she was feeling, delicate and thin skinned. And imperfect. Assuming, unassuming, saying too much or too little, too active or too passive. Under all the flashing lights now, it may become buried sometimes. not an unstoppable leviathan, repeatedly shot through the heart yet immortal, or a name on a brand, rebranding and rebranding… But a spirit meeting the bone…. Trained to get along. Someone with feelings of hunger, cold, desire, Need.

A someone, like anyone, and like anyone, extrordinary.

( note from the author: welp. THAT last sentence killed my songwriters block NICELY. OKAY. NOTED. quite a peculiar origin story for THAT lyric. we carry on.)

-to be updated-

#swifties #Swiftie #taylor swift #Evermore #Folklore #Speak now #taylor swift fearless #Taylor swift red #Taylurking

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The Music Of The Night

A Fleeting Moment

Summary:

Hosea and reader spend a sweet night in camp.

Notes:

Yall I miss dancing. I miss it so much. I was never like a ✨dancer✨ but I took Social Dance for two years in high school and I loved it so much. I miss just dancing with people.

Also I've been very, VERY stressed recently. So this is really just a therapeutic piece for me. Just relaxing and dancing with Hosea.

Hope y'all enjoy.

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Music echoed across camp as Javier plucked at his guitar strings. The sun had just dipped below the mountains, and the world was purple and calm. Crickets chirped, an owl hooted from a nearby tree, somewhere below Horseshoe Overlook a fox yipped. A simple, relaxed early summer evening.

Your campmates were taking advantage of the nice evening, gathering around the campfire or under one of the canopies, chatting and laughing and singing along. Abigail was watching Jack as he followed a few stray fireflies around camp. Dutch was reading his book and puffing on a nice cigar.

Everyone else had set down their chores long ago, even Susan. But you were still working. There was so much to be done, it seemed like a waste to stop. Camp was still getting back on its feet after the Blackwater mess. So you'd started doing an inventory check for Pearson, taking stock of what you still needed to get after losing so much.

It was easy enough, and you hummed quietly to yourself as you sat in Pearson's wagon and checked crate after crate of supplies, writing down your findings in the back of your journal, using a single lantern to see what you were doing.

"Dove?" A familiar voice cut through your focus. You turned to the back of the wagon to see Hosea poking his head around the canvas, searching for you through the mass of crates. "There you are," he hummed. "What are you doing? Everyone else is done working for the day,"

"I know. But I started this and I'd rather just finish it," you shrugged, scribbling down in your journal

Canned peas, three cans.

You'd definitely need more of those.

"I'm sure you can do that tomorrow," Hosea tried to coax you out of the wagon. "Come on. Come join us out here."

"In a bit," you assured him. "Just as soon as I finish..."

"Dove," he cut you off, his voice a little more firm. You looked back up at him, and his face softened. You could see the worry written on his features. "You do not have to single-handedly keep this camp running. Even Susan works less than you've been,"

You sighed and set down your journal, looking down at your lap. "I just..." You weren't sure how to explain it. The way you'd been so on edge recently, so anxious. You knew Hosea had noticed, but you'd shrugged your sweetheart off any time he tried to bring it off. But you were scared. You couldn't relax, could hardly sleep, so worried about... Well about everything. Money and food and where would you all be in a few months and how would you take care of the weaker members of the gang.

So you worked yourself hard, trying to do something, anything to ease the panic you felt constantly. It distracted you, and temporarily made you feel better because at least you were doing something.

Fortunately Hosea didn't need you to explain. Of course he didn't. He knew you better than you knew yourself. He knew before you did that your monthly cycle was starting, knew when you were about to fall sick. He could tell when you needed a cry, needed a laugh, needed to get out for a bit, all before you'd figured it out for yourself.

"I know," he murmured. "I know. Come dance with me," his hand stretched out toward you.

"Dance?" You said, caught off guard.

"Yes. Dance. You know, that thing people do where they move their bodies along to music," he teased.

"Yes I know what dancing is, thank you," you sassed him. You glanced back at the crates of supplies, then down to your journal, then back to Hosea. "I really should finish,"

"Please, dove," Hosea cooed. "For me,"

Damn him. He knew you could never say no when he asked you like that. You sighed and closed your journal, setting it aside before carefully scooting out of the wagon. You took Hosea's outstretched hand, letting him help you out of the wagon.

"Thank you," he murmured, grabbing your waist with his free hand so he could tug you close and kiss you. You would have been very happy to stay right there and kiss him until you went to bed, but Hosea was on a mission, and he would not be swayed.

"Come on. Let's dance," he said, stepping back and leading you around to the main fire. The group of folks that had been sitting there had mostly dispersed, except for Javier who sat on his bedroll strumming idly on his guitar.

Hosea led you to the open spot of grass just past the logs and chairs around the campfire, guiding you until you were chest to chest. Your free hand automatically came up to his shoulder, fingers trailing along the base of his neck. Your other hand stayed locked in his while his free hand settled in the center of your back.

"Javier, if you please," Hosea called, giving a little half bow to the musician. Javier smiled, seeming to know exactly what Hosea wanted. Maybe they'd planned this ahead of time. Or maybe Javier simply understood what was happening. You weren't quite sure. But either way Javier flashed you a grin and began plucking a new song, something soft and romantic.

Hosea led you in a simple little dance, something akin to a waltz, but a bit lazy. The footwork didn't matter to either of you. This wasn't about being fancy, it was about being together.

Your eyes were locked on each other, hazel gaze seeming to see to your very soul. Hosea was good like that. He could always read people easily, but you were his favorite book. He knew you cover to cover, and he always seemed able to see right into your heart.

"It'll be okay," he murmured, only loud enough for you to hear.

You could only nod, leaning forward to rest your cheek against his. You just wanted to be close to him, wanted to feel his breathing in your ear and his heartbeat against yours. Hosea sighed and his grip on your waist tightened, keeping you close as the two of you moved to the music.

You weren't sure what magic Hosea possessed, but just being near him could ease your troubled mind. As each moment passed you found yourself relaxing more and more, moving to the rhythm of Javier's song with ease.

"I've gotcha, dove," he mumbled in your ear. You hummed, nodding against him slightly before pulling back so you could meet his gaze. You weren't surprised to find his eyes ready to meet yours.

"I love you," you whispered.

"I love you too," he sighed.

The two of you danced in silence for a moment, just letting the music and the peaceful atmosphere wrap around you, getting lost in the moment. Your eyes were locked on each kther. Javier had likely reached the end of the song a while back, but he just started it over, adding in little riffs to keep the song interesting as he kept playing.

"You're so beautiful, dove," Hosea murmured. "Like a piece of stardust planted on the earth, just for me,"

"Just for you," you affirmed.

You weren't sure how long the two of you danced. It felt like hours, though you're sure Javier would have stopped playing at some point if it had really been hours.

But the two of you danced for quite a while, just holding each other, whispering little compliments and sweet nothings in each other's ear from time to time.

It was the calmest you'd felt in weeks. So relaxed, like Hosea had guided you back down to earth and grounded you there.

When you finally did stop dancing, Hosea pulled you in for a kiss. Javier strummed one last chord on his guitar before setting his guitar aside and standing up.

Hosea broke the kiss and you both turned your heads toward Javier. He gave you a smile and a little wave.

"Thank you, Javier," Hosea said. "Your playing was beautiful."

"You're welcome," Javier said, stepping around the campfire and heading toward the stew pot. "Have a good night, you two,"

"Come on," Hosea murmured, gently tugging you to follow him over to the main fire. "We may be done dancing, but I'm not done holding you,"

With a grunt Hosea sat down in the dirt, back resting against the log. Still holding your hand he guided you to come sit between his legs. It took a moment for the two of you to get settled as you shifted your skirts and Hosea adjusted how he sat against the log.

Finally settled, Hosea wrapped his arms around your stomach, pulling you to lean back against him. The two of you nestled together like puzzle pieces.

The two of you flipped back and forth between idle conversation and comfortable silence. Sarcastic quips and quiet kisses.

For the most part the rest of camp left you alone, seeing that you just needed some quiet time together. Others came to sit by the fire and held conversations with each other, but didn't try to drag either of you into their shenanigans.

You stayed up later than you meant to that night, long after most of the others had retired to bed. You were too comfortable there by the fire, content to listen to the music of the night.

The crickets and the campfire. The breeze and the trees. Your beloved's breathing and the steady beating of his heart. Together the instruments composed the finest song you'd ever heard.

#hosea/reader #Fleeting Moments #rdr2 fanfic #i would give anything to dance with Hosea

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dreamties · 2 years

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the ask is now deleted because tumblr was being a lil goofy + silly again-- my dear anon basically asked me if I had any headcanons on 5cream because they were hyperfixating on it a LOT (at the time of the ask)

tw: scream (2022) spoilers, psychosis + med discussion, panic attacks?? um...i think thats the main stuff. love yall, hope ya enjoy :)

I would like to believe that Gale & Dewey stayed married between Scream 4 & 5cream- thus still being married during the time of this film. mostly because I genuinely think they're so cute together and I think it doubles the angst factor with Dewey's death lol

Martha Meeks is a single mother. She adopted her two kids when they were babies, with her at the time partner. I haven't decided on why her partner is out of the picture, just that they are. Also, I don't think she married a cishet man . . .or a man at all . . .

I do believe the other parent was not present fairly early on in the youngins lives

Martha would tell stories of her older brother to her children when they were growing up !!

mostly in part that she knows Randy would have done the same- tell ridiculous stories of himself to them, that is. but also as a way to keep his memory alive. it's really hard for her to talk about him sometimes, but part of her healing process is being able to cherish the time he was with her and move on with her life.

Speaking of her brother, Martha isn't big on horror movies- but also knows, reasonably, that you have to be prepared in a town like Woodsboro.

She doesn't start it when they're really young, but when they get to 13/14 or so-- she starts a weekly or monthly movie night to bond with her kids and watch horror. It's not always horror but as the kids grow, Mindy is constantly asking if they can watch the new It movie or some of Jordan Peele's work.

Martha will generally watch classics (that she used to watch with Randy when they were younger) and even has a few faves that her kids have shown her.

It was never explicitly said that these movie watchings were to prepare for a life in her hometown, but it became more apparent to her kids over time. (like not to add extra trauma to these kids but like. im gonna add extra trauma to these kids)

she would start off with things she remembered watching with her brother. which wasn't Randy's usual stuff, btw. It wasn't all slasher stuff and hot girls. Randy did have some self awareness haha

also !! classic monster horror. not necessarily scary. kinda cheesy, even.

Mindy absolutely grew up idolizing her uncle !! she's a little upset she'll never meet him. but she feels like she knew him so well just with how many stories she's heard about him.

Growing up she's mirrored so much of her personality around him. Her mom is so proud of her, no matter what she does, but it makes Martha tear up sometimes. She really misses her older brother.

she of course loves horror films. i mean any films, really. she's drawn towards more modern stuff. less of the splatterfests and more psychological. but really she's always up for any sort of scare :)

Chad has never liked horror!! :( He doesn't enjoy being scared. He'll only watch it with his mom and sister or people he REALLY trusts / feels safe around. he appreciates the sillier more humorous horror!! more absurd, more cheap, the better.

This sort of "fear of fear" is intensified after the 25th anniversary attacks.

Tara and Amber were literally dating what're yall talking abt???

like their feelings for each other were SO apparent in the movie. plus it makes the betrayal with Amber as one of the killers just that juicier <33

apparently theres a text limit. i'll cont. this post soon <3

Stu's still alive I don't care what y'all say :((

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itspdameronthings · 2 years

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Never Letting You Go Ch 7

Summary: Here is a very long fic for @writer-wednesday. This one took a mind of its own. This chapter in my never letting you go is a special one. A wedding. in other words. yall might need a tissue.

Warning: mentions a trouble past. Benny And Santi being their normal selves

Fall has arrived. Meant pumpkins on all of the porches inside,and outside of town. Fall also means festivals to honor the season before Halloween. The season is a good time to get a nice run before starting the day. Will, Frankie, Benny, and Santi went off on their three mile run. Good reason to chit chat about stuff. The subject of the day was the wedding date for the trio. Has been a few months since the proposal. Way they asked you was so unconventional, but a beautiful way to ease your mind.

Sitting on Garcia/Miller's porch. Santi sits down," I'm telling all of you. We can't narrow down the date. Sunshine has her exams coming up. The fight clinics . Not to mention the holidays. We will tell the rest of the families. Promise. "

Taking a big gulp of water from his bottle, " Y'all are stallin. Sam and I already set ours. If you want? Maybe I can help.." Benny rolls his eyes to that remark, " Ain't stallin. Like Pope said. Can't pinpoint the right time. If it were me? Would marry her during the upcoming festival. " Others look at him with a big smile, " that's not a bad idea! Little One's last final is in a few days. What a beautiful way to celebrate. Think we could get things done in time?"

After finishing up another final. One more to go before you can say you are a professional masseuse. Then you can focus on another thing. The wedding. Wish will finally come true. Marrying the loves of your life. Issue on the date was hard to narrow down. Want that important time to be a memorable one. Everyone that knows you well enough knows what you want. Simple with close family and friends. Sitting at a coffee shop that Santi told you about. Sipping a pumpkin spice latte. Looking at your phone for some ideas. Suddenly a familiar voice filled the air. Santi's sister Andie. The baby of the family. Whom she met a week after moving into town. Sitting in front of her," one more final girlfriend! Then your new adventure begins! So spill . What's going on in that head of yours. Maybe I can help. Know i can . " Taking a breath, " wedding. I know we haven't officially set a date. Feel like the boys are.. you know anxiously awaiting. Hell! Could have one on Halloween. Fat chance! Want a time that's not too hot or cold. " Taking your hand. Andie looks into your eyes, " I know sis. If I know the lug head of a brother. He wouldn't pressure you. How about doing what my mom and dad did? Put a date on a piece of paper. Put it in a hat. Date three of you pull out is the date." Trying not to laugh, but that might not be a bad idea.

After Andie left the shop. She received a text from Santi:

Pope : hey short stuff. Come over to the house. We have something planned for Sunshine. If you can? Pass the info to mama.

Andie: I will. Bout to head over to her house. Can you just give me a hint?

Pope: just get to the house. All will be explained.

Meanwhile, back at the house. Will didn't have to text Sam. She was at home when he told her to come over. Sitting down on the couch, " care to share what is so important? I have things to do before work. If it's about yall going on those deadly missions? I'm gonna kill you!" Will tried to calm her down, " Look at me Sweetpea,it's not that. Just have to wait till Andie ,and mama G comes. So chill!"

Andie and mama arrived. Santi kissed them both. Till she pinched her son's ear," why am I the last one to know about the engagement to Sunshine? Bad boy! Now we are here. What's going on?"

Both men took a deep breath. Santi was the first one to speak, " the reason why we asked you all here is that. We are Planning a surprise wedding for Sunshine. She has been through so much in her life. Thought we do something special. Since it's now Fall. Her favorite season. Thought we had a country theme. That's where you ladies come in. Decorations, flowers, dresses. While us men figure out the venue." Benny's eyes lit up," I know just the place. The very spot. Here! In our backyard. Nothin fancy. Perfect way to start over. Yes, we have done this already. " clearing his throat. Frankie speaks up," not a bad idea young Miller. We all have fall-like themes at our homes. Now.. we have an elephant in the room. Someone spilled the beans. Benny?"

You pulled up to the driveway to see a familiar car. Thinking nothing about it. Opening the door to hear familiar voices coming from the far end of the living room. Sounds of Benny's deep voice," I'm not gonna do such a thing. The wedding will be something Sunshine needs.. oh hi little one how long have you been standin there," putting down your bag and keys on the couch. Tapping her foot, " wedding? What? Without consulting me?! " Santi comes close to you. Rubbing your shoulders," We want to do this for you. As a reward for all of the hard work you have put on your education. Now.. you know about it. Let's hear what you have in mind." Hugging Santi close crying," love both of you so much for doing this. First thing first. Want something simple. No frilly wedding dress. Just want a simple dress. Based on an important point in our relationship. Love the fall-like country theme. No vail.``

After a few more issues were put to rest. Others left three of you alone to have a moment to cuddle together. While Santi goes into the kitchen to start cooking for lunch. You and Benny have a moment alone to chat. Laying on his lap. Calming down, " Sorry darlin for ruining your beautiful surprise . So sweet Benny bear. Funny, I was thinking about the wedding. Sorry for not helping with the wedding date. '' Benny rubs your back in small circles, " Not your fault okay? Life put a kink in our plans. Can thank Will for the idea to pick this weekend. So excited to finally make it official. Pope is too.Ya need something special to always remember. Out number the shitty things that happened in your life. You deserve all the happiness. God as my witness we will deliver." Didn't take long for you to straddle your Benny. Kiss him deeply. Breaking the kiss long enough to speak, " Tryin to tell me that ya need some lovin. Can you wait till we eat?" Nibbles on his neck. Laughing," Guess not.``

After a nice lunch. Three of you went upstairs to take a nap before going back to the gym. While Benny is turned on his side. Fast asleep. You and Santi have a sweet moment. Cuddling together. Tracing patterns on his bare chest, " Wanna say that I love you so much. We all have been through so much together. Sorry for acting weird before. You know how I get. Guess you are used to it by now." Santi sighs while rubbing your shoulder," you were acting like I would if I were walking in on you while planning my birthday. As for what to wear? We want to be comfortable. I know you want that too." Kissing his chest before closing your eyes, " love that. Jeans ,and a nice shirt. Me in a dress both of you love so much "

Next morning you left before Benny and Santi due to an early morning final. Benny is in the closet looking for that dress you mentioned. After looking high and low for it. Finally found it. Along with the sneakers. Santi laughs," really man? Sneakers? That is so elegant. " going past Santi as he placed the dress on the bed, " Sunshine never liked wearing heels. Ya see. When you were away. Took her out on a nice outing. She wore the wrong shoes . Heels and the boardwalk didn't mix. So I went to the nearest store. Purchased these sneakers. As ya can see these are worn. Luckily I managed to find a new pair. " Santi pat his shoulder, " That is sweet. Have something for her. Remember the necklace I wear round my neck all of the time? The ring belonged to mama. Told me to give it to the one. Think it's time to do that. " Looks like everything is coming together.

Wedding day is here. The house is buzzing with activity. Sam and the other ladies took you out for a morning of pampering and to calm your nerves. The men were finishing up the arbor in the backyard to look just right. Even the old truck of Santi's dad was made into the decor. Only fitting to make it a part of the wedding. Benny was upstairs going over the vows. Keep changing it. Knocking on the door caused Benny's heart to jump into his throat," Glad to see ya pa. I'm in need of some advice. Don't know what to say to her without soundin like an ass!" Jack Miller looks his youngest son in the eye," say what's in your heart. Remember she is nervous as well. Job is to transfer strength to her. Like she will do to you and Santiago. Now get ready. People are arrivin."

Sam arrived from your home to get your dress and other stuff. Pulling the dress out to see it made you cry. You knew it was Your Benny who picked it out. Even the necklace with new pendants. Three birthstones. Looking in the mirror to see how beautiful you look with your hair up in tendrils of curls. Yellow and orange flowers decorated your head. Taking a deep look at Will ," ready for me to take you to your husbands? Glad you asked me for this honor. " taking his hand not before kissing his cheek, " yes iam." Not before Diane Miller comes up to you. Giving you a tight hug," so happy you will officially be my daughter. Remember I told you that you and Benny were meant to be? A mother knows " gave her hand a squeeze, " so glad to call you mama for real."

Moment has arrived for you to go down the aisle. Backyard so beautifully decorated that it made you tear up. Looking ahead to see your boys . Looking so handsome. Tried not to cry when Santi said his vows," I fell in love with you from the first time I laid my eyes on you all those years ago. Here I am. Older than you. Some thought i was stupid for lusting over you. Never listened to those naysayers. You brought me strength that I needed when I needed it. As I give you my mama's ring to you is the symbol of the love I have for you. "

Benny takes your hand breathing deeply, " Oh my Sunshine. We have been together since we were kids. Grew up together. Helped each other, and even gettin into trouble. Never thought I would fall in love with my best friend. Took a major breakup to realize that you were the one for me. Everyone we know knew that. Make sure you are well protected and loved. You deserve all of the happiness in the world." Place the ring that belonged to his grandmother on your finger. Then kiss your palm.

Taking both of their hands. Trying not to fall apart," both of you brought me out of the darkness I have been under for so long. Benny, you were there from the first time we met. Protected me from others that would tease me about being a county girl. Santi, you helped me see that I'm not an ordinary person. Saw the beauty that was hidden. Love you for bringing that out. Love both of you so much!"

There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd. Soon the preacher says they are officially married. Didn't take them long to kiss you. Future is now looking bright.

Party lasted through the night till the guests left the three of you alone on the porch. Sitting on the swing. Looking at the beautiful moonlight shining on the lake water. Then looking at your sleeping form. Yes, this is your wedding night. The event of the day wore you out. Benny carried you inside. Santi locks up the door. Seeing that your phone had an unread message. Clicked on the message saying, " you pass all of your final congratulations" santi smiles, " I'll tell her tomorrow. Now it's time to be with my beautiful wife. Love that word."

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