#[ im guessing put him in a freezing pool

[skyfallstarlights]

//: I'm not to sure how one would calm Pyroite down when he's melting. Physical body is pretty unstable at that point and he's just going to be melting in the mean time. Expecially since Space Goop is pretty much difficult to deal with

//: Though considering hes a lot better with the freezing cold. Anything cold would probably help

[stuckyrogersbarnes]

“but you’re married”

Clint Barton smut

warnings: infidelity, hardcore 🫦🤑

word count: 1120

Female reader

"fuck," you groan, sitting on the sofa after a long day of work. Tony was a pretty tough boss to please. "Yo! Y/n! What's up?" you look up at Peter, who looks too energetic to comprehend. "Guess what?" he asks when you don't reply. "what?" you ask, groaning again. "Clint is coming back today," he giggles and sits beside you. You freeze, immediately feeling a wave of energy throughout your body. Clint hadn't been at the compound in 1 month. He had gone to visit his family, whom you had no idea even existed before the last mission. The mission where your whole life changed. You see, you and Clint used to be bestfriends, but when you found out that he was keeping such a huge part of his life secret from you, you completely stopped talking to him. and you definitely were not ready to face him today. Or any day in the foreseeable future.

later on, when you finally got some breathing time to yourself and forgot about clint coming back from his vacation, you hear a knock on your door. Assuming its peter, since both of you were super close, you walk up to the door and open it, your breath hitching when you saw the person on the other end of the door. "Y/n, hi," he says in a soft voice. You shiver. He looked so handsome, even compared to the last time you saw him. He was slightly more tan, his beard was thicker, and his hair was curlier and longer. "Fuck off!" you say, angry. But before you can slam the door on that gorgeous face, he slips into the room, making you back up against a the wall beside your desk. "You look beautiful, Y/n." he says as his breath fans your hair. He was so close. Too close. "What do you want, clint?" you say, trying to act angry. "I want you to forgive me... Im sorry, Y/n. Truly." You sigh and look him in the eyes. "I thought we were close clint." he looks at you as you walk over to your bed and sit down. "We are." you roll your eyes at him. Oh please. "Look...what can i do to make it right, hmm? You're so important to me, Y/n." he takes a seat in front of you. "I don't know clint." you say, tears pooling in your eyes. He sighs and places his right hand on your thigh, and strokes it gently. You freeze, just realizing that you're only wearing a tank top and underwear. he doesn't seem to notice though. "You do look really pretty, though," he chuckles. You look up to his eyes, they're soft. "I know a way i can make it up to you." he takes your legs and pulls you closer to him. You gasp. He continues to massage your legs as his soft breaths become shorter. "H-how?" you ask, stuttering, crimson filling your cheeks. He pulls you into his lap. "Like this," he whispers against your neck, his cool breath giving you goosebumps. He comes closer to your face, you close your eyes, nervous about what might happen next. The, you feel his soft lips on yours. You open your eyes and he pulls away. "May i?" you nod in response. He smirks and pulls you in, giving you a sloppy, rough kiss. You moan into the kiss and grind into him. "Yo-you're m-married." you groan as he puts his hands on your hips, he grinds you onto him harder. "I've wanted you for so. Damn. Long, Y/n. Fuck," he growls. "Fuck me then." he grins at your statement. "As you wish, baby." he winks at you, then throws you on your soft bed and before you can even think of something to say, starts rubbing your thighs. You moan.

He crawls towards you and kisses you hard. You grind into his groin, feeling him harden underneath you. He moans into the kiss and matches your pace, grinding against you. His hands crawl slowly towards your throbbing pussy as he sucks on your neck. "Fuck you taste so sweet, Y/n. So fucking sweet." he groans and starts rubbing your clit through your panties. "Fuck me clint. Now. Now." you beg. "Patience, my girl. You deserve it, especially after teasing me those freaking panties of yours." he smirks while kissing you. Then he suddenly rips off your panties and plunges two of his fingers inside your wet heat. You gasp, arching your back. You shudder against his fingers. He starts to move his fingers, extremely fast, making wet sounds and making your orgasm crest in your stomach. "Harder," you moan, he listens. He curls his fingers and practically thrashes his fingers into you. You cry out loud, feeling a spray of warm, wet liquid spraying all throughout the bed and his hands and he pulls out. He moans and garbes your neck with his wet fingers, kissing you again. "Did i just s-squirt?" you ask him, slightly embarrassed. "Fuck yeah, baby." he groans. You reach for his belt and pull it off, along with everything else he was wearing. "Fuck me. Now, clint." you were growing impatient, for fucks sake.

He chuckles and within two second, he positions you into doggy style and pounds into you. You shudder, feeling his length. He moans, "fuck baby you're so tight." he continues to pound in your tight pussy, grabbing your hair and pulling on it as well. Then, he slows down, feeling another orgasm come upon you. He comes down to your face, whispering as he thrusts slower, "not yet, baby." he comes up again pulls your hair so tight till you could only see white spots and chokes you with his other hand, thrusting into you with all his power.

He flips you over, so that he on top of you. He lifts your arms and keeps them on the headboard as he pounds into you hard, both of you moaning, constantly hitting your g-spot. "Baby im about to come." he moans, still pounding hard. "Me too." you moan. He continues to pound, even faster now, until you roll your eyes roll back and you feel your orgasm upon you, but its not there just yet. He stops and starts coming in your pussy, you feel his come reach the very top of your pussy, you moan, feeling the warm and sticky liquid. He pulls out and your eyes immediately shut, your pussy contracting as you squirt all over his cock and chest. "Mhmmm, right there baby," he rubs your pussy as you come harder and harder till theres no squirt left in you.

[mammss]

domestic life with the bros headcannons!! (GN MC)

a/n: thank you for all the likes and reposts on my mammon headcannon posts I LOVE ALL OF YOU GUYS SO MUCH MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!

i was imagining doing headcannon posts for the others but could really only think of like one thing for each so i scratched the idea and wanted to make this!!!

also i thought abt it and i feel like most of the brothers would live with you in the human world if you wanted to live there so expect that

IM ALSO SORRY FOR NOT INCLUDING ASMO AND BELPHIE I REALLY HAD A HARD TIME THINKING OF HEADCANNONS FOR THEM

but i hope you still enjoy my luvs<3

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lucifer:

this is lucifer we’re talking about you know which on wakes up first

but sometimes he’ll surprise you and sleep in a little bit cuddling you and just admiring your pretty sleeping face

that image puts a smile on his face every time

this relationship is basically lucifer works you stay home and look pretty

(unless you have a job, he’ll understand but he’ll make sure you come home before him so he can open the door to you welcoming him and giving him a big hug)

since he’s a busy man he doesn’t have time for breakfast unless you make him but he never leaves the house without his lunch you make him and a kiss

he’s a little child but you love him so you don’t mind

he’s thinking about you all day expect texts from him just checking in on you or asking what you and his brothers are up to

(he may be ok on the outside but on the inside he’s jealous that he doesn’t get to be around you all the time like his brothers. texting you is just his way of virtually being with you)

on rare occasions after work he’ll bring home a bouquet of your favorite flowers and say some cheesy line that never fails to bring a smile to both of your faces

after dinner you both sit in his office talking about each other’s day and make small talk

this makes lucifer do his work faster because he wants to spend real time with you so after finishing it he plays a new record he got the other day and you hold each other tightly dancing the night away

mammon:

you two can never get up in the morning because mammon adores cuddling you

he’s like a mama bear protecting his baby cub so take that as a warning you will be late for all morning activities/work

but on the off chance you wake up early mammon either is making breakfast for you to eat in bed, coming back with coffee/tea or is taking a shower

sometimes he’s cooking hint sometimes only because his cooking is kinda bad. i also wanna think that human world cooking is slightly different than devildom cooking

(in the human world mammon is a househusband it’s my headcannon)

if mammon doesn’t have a job he’ll stay home and think of ways to make money while also trying his best to clean the house

and totally not missing you and thinking about you and possibly stealing you stuff to pretend you’re still at home with him

when you get home mammon can be seen acting like a puppy reacting to his owner coming home hugging and kissing you(he just loves you<3)

as tradition you guys spend the night eating dinner, watching a movie cuddling and talking about your day

levi:

the only reason levi wakes up before you is for livestreams, mobile game rewards and to sometimes surprise you like making you coffee/tea or making breakfast for the both of you

his idea of breakfast is either sugary cereal or some sort of pop tart/toaster strudel you know?

that’s why you always have to make breakfast lunch and dinner unless you wanna eat takeout and junk food for the rest of your life

because levi is an otaku he would have a lot of careers he could focus on the most popular one being a streamer

when levi tells you he wants to live in the human world expect a LOT of requests for living arrangements

like for example he needs extra rooms for his figurines, possible streaming room, if you think henry and lotan aren’t moving in with you then guess again massive pool anyone??? he also wouldn’t mind a movie theater in the house as well :)

just like mammon when you get home he’s excited to see you again because he feels like a decade passed since he last saw you

you decide to order takeout again and levi tells you about this new anime he discovered (you know living in the human world and such) so with your takeout in one hand and levi’s hand in the other you both cuddle watching anime until you inevitably fall asleep on the couch

satan:

you both wake up at the same time i wanna say but satan might beat you to the punch because he may or may not have been reading the entire night or woke up early and started reading

always expect tea on your nightstand every morning and kisses from satan waking you from your slumber

you both make breakfast together everyday listening to jazz music or classical and sometimes dancing around the kitchen just laughing satan spinning you around both of you truly enjoying each other’s company

satan wants a fresh start living in the human world and such

even though is name is a dead giveaway

so he works at a bookstore maybe like barnes and nobles but i wanna say he works at a little library not known and enjoys the piece and quite while reading a new shipment of books they just got

when you come home from work you see satan sitting in his usual chair reading welcoming you home

you make tea for the both of you and sit on his lap resting your head on his/his shoulders while you talk about each other’s day or you sit there in silence soaking up each other’s presence

beel:

i know i basically said for all of these that the brothers wake up first but when it comes to beel he really only wakes up first for two reasons one to eat and two to go to the gym

you know beel’s gone because your personal heater is gone and without him in bed with your basically freezing your butt off sorry mc

you both cook meals together it not only makes beel happy that he’s eating but food is basically his love language so both of you cooking together giggling and talking makes him happy more than you’ll ever know

speaking of food beel will always do the chores especially grocery shopping

the only way beel is moving to the human world is if belphie is coming to. no if, ands, or buts about it. he doesn’t have to live in the same home as you guys but the twins are a package deal mc you should of known that from the start

if you do decide to move to the human world i feel like beel would work as a florist or a baker or that’s what i want to believe anyways

i feel like it would be something nice and relaxing for him and he would definitely come home with tons of flowers and be like “here mc i got these for you 🥺🤲” or he would come home and be like “mc i made these today at the bakery and i made extra so you and belphie could have some🥺🤲”

like i said before the twins are a packaged deal so the three of you definitely have meals together everyday

you don’t understand mc the idea of you, him, and belphie together eating it makes his whole heart swell with happiness this is something he only thought could happen in his dreams he never thought it would happen in real life

and if you decide to have kids... he could just cry right then and there HE CANT HANDLE THE CUTENESS AND THE FAMILY DINNERS WITH UNCLE BELPHIE AND YOU MC YOU’RE KILLING HIM

have a wonderful mother’s day y’all if you celebrate it and i hope you like this post!!! i probably won’t do asmo and belphie separately just because i really couldn’t think of headcannons for them lolz

[ethanharli]

Requested: Nah.

Pairing(s): Asra x Top Male Reader

Warning(s): Some Angst, Flashbacks, Mentions of heartbreak, Sudden confession, Cliffhanger, Long, Sister Nadia.

A/n- I brought this over from my Wattpad, and I edited it a bit but this is the longest One-Shot I've ever made, just fifty words away from three thousand :")).

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A frustrated groan slipped past my lips as I fumbled with the sleeves of my costume, it may sound silly but its true. I refuse to wear anything that could reveal my torso, besides my face of course but that's only because its not covered in ink. Now don't get me wrong, the art adoring my body is nothing but beautiful, yet some of its a bit much for the public eye, and I hate attention. Guess Muriel and I are the same in that regard. After adjusting the sleeves I slipped on my rings and emerald necklace that clung tightly around my throat, which didn't bother me in the slightest bit as I drag my pierced tongue over my bottom lip. Finishing up with a few things I quickly locked up my house and headed on my way to the palace, Nadia had invited me over for the Masquerade this year since the last one ended with Lucio and the Devil trying to take over.

I really have to admire that apprentice, their magic is quiet fascinating. With a small smirk I slipped on my wolfs mask, nothing original but the black and vibrant neon of purple and green helping it stand out, even if only by the slightest. The journey to the palace was quite fun, watching people light up fireworks and drink to their hearts content without a worry in the world. Yet it was a whole new world once I entered the palace gates, making my way towards the ball room in hopes to run into my sister, but Nadia is nowhere to be found. "Should've expected as much, she is the Countess after all" I muttered with a proud smile, if only my familiar where here to keep me company but sadly having a grey wolf in this crowd isn't such a good idea, poor thing would be trampled despite her large size.

Taking a glass of wine I sipped it slowly, enjoying the bubbly feeling of it going down my throat. Yet a slither around my ankle caught my attention, and I froze at the sight of a familiar snake, looking up at me with their cute tilted head. "Friend!" Faust cheered, happily slithering up my body to rest on my shoulders, "Yes Faust, it's good to see you again" A pained smile forced at my lips, scratching softly under Faust's chin. If Faust's here then Asra and his apprentice must be close by, I should've expected as much. "Miss you" My heart tightened at the words, forcing the breath out my lungs painfully, and here I thought I could enjoy the Masquerade without running into anyone else, but I guess even an over packed Masquerade can't hide me from them. "I missed you too Faust-" My words were cut off by a familiar voice, merely a couple feet behind me, yelling for the beautiful creature wrapped around my shoulders.

"Im sorry Faust but I really should be leaving, please don't tell Asra I was here alright?" I asked as worry started to pool in the pit of my stomach, however Faust simply tilted her head, watching me curiously. Nevertheless I made a slow pace to the exit, not wanting to rise any sort of suspicion as Asra yells a bit louder. And there he is, my savior. Putting on a small smile I took a drink from a waiters tray, walking up to Julian without seeming any bit out of place, then once the right moment hit I brushed my shoulder against his and shrugged Faust onto him, not once turning back to look at them. However I knew I wasn't out in the clear just yet since a pair of eyes followed me as I left the room.

Being out in the hall felt a lot better then being so close to him. Especially when I'm not ready to face him just yet, hell I don't even think I have the power to look at him without freezing up, how stupid of me to think I could come back here. "[Y/n]?" The sound of Nadia's voice finally got me to relax a bit, letting the tension in my shoulders drop, "Hey Sis, it's been a while" I smiled down at her, watching as her eyes soften before pulling me into a tight embrace that I gladly returned. "Where'd you go? You told me that you were going to talk to Asra after what happened with Lucio and the Devil but it was only him that came back, he said he didn't know where you ran off to and when I tried to ask what happened he'd never answer!" Her crimson eyes glare up at me as they slowly fill with tears that I quickly brushed away.

"Its okay Nadi, Im back now and I plan to stay, I missed my little sister way to much to be gone for so long" I chuckled, trying to lighten up the mood even only for a second, before she looks at my costume with not very well hidden disgust. "You've really never had an eye for fashion have you?" She sighs, taking my hand and dragging me down the hall where Portia was standing. Once her eyes met mine her face lit up in realization, "[Y/n]! You're back!" She jumped up to hug me, which I returned with a ruffle of her long hair.

"Portia could you please get my dear brother to one of the guest rooms so he can change?" Nadi smiled and Portia couldn't have answered any happier, "Yes milady! Now c'mon [Y/n] lets get you a new costume!" She cheered, dragging me away by the sleeve of my shirt. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this wasn't going to end well, and by the time I was pushed in the room with a new set of clothing I knew I was right. The clothing was way to revealing for my liking, even though the color and fabric made me look elegant and right at home. The top exposed my arms and most of my chest, the 'V' stopping right above my waist which the pants hugged tightly, yet the rest of it was baggy except the bottom of it, which also hugged my ankles nicely.

But my tattoos and scars were out in the open. The skulls, flowers, and chains that decorate my body glowed a faint blue color, as if cheering that they were finally free from my always concealed clothing.

I didn't want to wear it, every part of my mind was screaming to tear it off but I couldn't. My sister picked this out for me and this is her party, I'll do it for her if not for myself. Sliding my mask back on I headed out the room, looking down at Portia with a nervous smile as she stared at the art in wonder, "I never knew you had these!" She pouted, looking as If I had betrayed her somehow. I could only reached out and pat her head, trying to ignore the eyes that locked onto me, "Im not very fond of them, so I always hid them, Im sorry for not telling you sooner." She merely rolled her eyes and smiled at me before realization yet again broke on her face, "I need to go tell the rest you're here! Stay put!" My eyes widened as I tried to stop her, but she was already out of reach before I could, and the slithery presence was back at my feet.

"Friend!"

Fucking hell.

At that moment I felt the fight to run away slowly drain from me, I knew I couldn't avoid him forever, no matter how hard I tried. Even so, with what resistance was left in me I headed towards the garden with Faust resting peacefully on my shoulders, and stayed put by the fountain, letting my eyes flutter shut for a mere moment.

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My palms started to sweat as I looked down into those mesmerizing lavender eyes that watched me with an amused glint, "Asra I-" The words got caught in my throat for the millionth time now, and even I was getting impatient with myself. But can you blame me? Asra looked so majestic under the moonlight, with the stars that practically glowed in his eye's, I don't think I've ever thought it was possible to feel so relaxed and intimidated at the same time.

"[Y/n], are you okay?" He asked, his voice barley above a whisper as he slowly reached up, softly brushing his fingers against my cheek. A flutter in my chest caused the chains on my body to recoil slightly, and thankfully he didn't notice the change, "No, I just can't hold it in anymore Asra" My hand clenched tightly on my sleeves, nearly causing them to rip while Asra brushed a lock of hair of of my face. "Hold in what?" He smiled, but my eyes drifted to his chest, looking where the mark on his heart is hiding, causing me to reluctantly pull away from his touch.

It was a simple friendly gesture he's always done to calm me down, to bring me back from whatever clouded my thoughts. So when I pulled away he reached out again, slower this time, as if any rushed movement would send me away. "Asra stop" He looked a bit shocked when I grabbed his wrist, but my grip was gentle, cause I'm more afraid of hurting him than anyone else. However the negative thoughts practically swallowed my mind whole as I rejected his magic from flowing into me. The mark on his chest was the only thing I could look at, cause it reminds me everyday that he gave up some of his heart for his apprentice, to bring them back. Jealousy truly is a cruel thing.

"Nevermind, it was foolish of me to think I even had a chance" I whispered with a bitter chuckle, taking a step back I crossed my arms, turning my broken gaze towards the sky. "Forget it, just go back to your apprentice, they need you more than I do" I don't know why my words came out laced in such malice and sorrow, but they did, and that seemed to earn a glare back from him. "What's wrong with you? Ever since you found out about my deal its like all you want to do is run away from me and push me away, if you have something to say to me then go ahead and say it, but do not drag them into this."

The chain around my neck tightened, slowly crushing at my windpipe as I clenched my fists and smiled softly to myself. I knew I'd regret what I did next, I knew it would weigh on me forever, I knew it would cause me much more pain then it did right then, but I did it anyway. Ill have to thank Ilya if this works, putting on my best face I turned towards Asra and scoffed, tilting my head a bit, like I usually do when pissed off, even though this is just a lovely facade. "Don't even bother, its not like you'd care anyways, would you? All you care about is that apprentice of yours, you even gave up part of your heart for them" I let the words flow, nearly letting the tears pool in my eyes when I spat them out.

"Is that really what you think?" He hissed, knuckles turning white from how tightly he was grasping his sleeves, but I didn't let myself falter under his gaze. "Asra I don't have to think it when I know its true, we've known each other since we were kids, you can't fool me" I scoffed, glaring back into his lavender eyes, keeping that gaze was a lot harder then I thought it would be. Before he could speak up I made sure to cut him off, "You love 'em, that's the only reason you'd do it right? Because you love them? Let me guess, you couldn't live without them could you?" I rolled my eyes, looking off to my left, practically feeling his breath hitch for a moment, confirming what I needed to know.

Im sorry Asra.

You don't have to forgive me.

Because I highly doubt these chains will go anywhere, I can never be free. Even with you by my side, the one person that keeps me together, the one person that I'd risk everything for.

Im so sorry.

"Just leave already, its not like you want to be here anyways right? So just leave me alone, I don't want you here."

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I don't remember much after that, but I do know he left, and I was left alone to wallow in my own despair. The chains got tighter over the year, so tight that the only thing keeping me breathing is all the techniques I've learned, and the fact I learned how to hold my breath for a long while. A few tears slip past my [E/c] eyes, that Faust happily wipes away with her tail, rubbing her face against my cheek, "Friend!" She smiles, curling against me, it felt so good to have her around again. Even if this'll be the last time.

The chains tighten a slight fraction, forcing me to hold my breath. "[Y/n]?" My body tensed at how my name rolled off his lips, it felt like a distant dream, like this isn't actually happening, but one look at him and I know its real. My god has he always looked so gorgeous? Or am I going crazy? Probably both. Once [E/c] met Lavender I knew I was done, his hairs pushed back like last year though the mask kinda looks the same, with only a few added touches, and his costume definitely gets him to stand out above the rest, just a beautiful array of bright colors clashing against his mixed skin, it hugs his figure perfectly. He looks like a god amongst the light of the fountain.

"Its me" I sighed out, reluctantly turning my gaze back to my feet. I couldn't help the surprise when he moved in front of me, placing both hands on my cheeks, looking into my eyes with such relief that I could hardly believe it. His touch sent shivers down my spine, slowly I started to breathe again as the chains retract a bit, I had clearly forgotten how revealing my clothes are, cause once the chains pulled back Asra's eyes shifted to them.  "How long have you had these?" He asked, trailing his hands down to trace the marking with a soft touch, "Asra wait-" Yet the mark appears, the same one he has, just mine glowed a faint blue in the center of my chest.

His eyes widened seeing the mark, keeping his eyes on it as if it were to attack at any moment, "You've never had chains, its always been your skulls and flowers, is it because of this? Why didn't you tell me about this?" He looked hurt, the same hurt in his eyes that he had a year ago when we last talked.

"What was your deal?"

Oh how I wanted to tell him, but the chains tightened at the thought, yet I pushed through it, Im tired of lying, I'm tired of keeping everything in, Im tired of it all, "That I couldn't be open anymore, that I wouldn't be able to speak my mind freely like I once did." A small cough ripped out my throat as a blue glow tried to burn past the chains, failing miserably. "What? Why?" He looked stunned, I don't blame him, I've always been one to speak my mind and tell everyone how I'm feeling, to be honest to myself and them without a care about what others thought.

But..

"I was scared, there's something I've always wanted to say, but I never could because I've always been so afraid about what would happen after, what if it went wrong? What if I messed up? What if I said something wrong? What if you-" My mouth snapped shut as quickly as it could, now I certainly can't avoid this, cause those lavender eyes stare at me with such intensity I might just burn away. His hands slowly moved up to my neck, letting his magic aid in pulling the chain away from my neck, allowing me to breath freely. "What about me?" He asked softly, keeping his gaze fixed on mine as my hands unconsciously travel to his hips.

I guess it's now or never..

Building what up whatever courage I had left, I pulled Asra against my chest, using one hand to push his mask out the way, before claiming his lips with mine.

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Ocean Eyes - Part 11

A/N- OMG i finally updated!!

Please like/comment/share if you like this. Seeing that people are actually enjoying this fic makes me wanna write more lol 💕💕

I got next to no sleep, i just laid in bed going over and over the things Chris had said....was he being serious?? or was it the alcohol talking??

Finally giving up on sleep at 5:30am i got up and dressed and decided i needed to talk to someone about all this. When i went downstairs i made a cup of tea and grabbed Chris's coat from the back of the chair then headed outback, Dodger following behind me.

I walked down to the pool area and sat down at the table and chairs that were next to it where i was far enough away from the house to have a private conversation. I unlocked my phone smiling at the photo of Chris, Scott and Mason before scrolling to my recent contacts and hitting call.

"Hello" she answered after two rings.

"Hey ma, i didnt wake you did i?"

"No sweetheart, you know me I've been up since 5am"

"Thats because you're crazy" i chuckled.

"why are you up this early? This is very unlike you"

"Ive not really slept..... mom something happened with Chris last night and i'm kinda freaking out...."

"Oh god please tell me you haven't slept with him already....."

"No! Jesus Ma...."

"Thats good, so what happened?"

"Well after Mason went to bed last night i stayed up with Chris and Scott, we had a few drinks and just hung out you know? Everything was fine until Scott went to bed" i started explaining shaking my head, i told her all about Chris ending things with his girlfriend, about him getting jealous about Derek and then i dropped the kicker.... Chris confessed to still loving me and wanting a second chance!

"Wow, thats alot to take in"

"Tell me about it! Ive been up all night going over it again and again"

"So what did you tell Chris?"

"I just said that we needed to talk about this when we were both sober. I mean he could wake up and forget he even said any of this to me last night"

"Would you still bring it up if he does forget?"

"I don't know Ma, i don't know what to do"

"Only you can answer that, i can't tell you the right thing to do here baby. All i know is that you have loved that man since i can remember, even when he left and broke your heart you still loved him"

"You love who you love right?.... i just feel like an idiot" i mumbled picking at the sleeve of Chris's coat nervously.

"You're not an idiot"

"I feel like one!"

"Just talk to him, take things slow.... maybe use this time together to get to know eachother again before you decide on anything. Also, just remember this effects Mason now"

"Thats what makes it worse ma" i quickly wiped away a tear that rolled down my face, Dodger came over putting his face in my lap and i smiled as i scratched behind his ear. When i looked up my breath caught when i saw Chris slipping out the sliding door and heading my way.

"Shit, he's coming over.... i gotta go Ma. I'll call you later"

"Okay sweetheart, good luck.... deep breaths, i love you"

"Love you too, bye".

I locked my phone and placed it on the table before wrapping Chris's coat tighter around me. Dodger spotted Chris and went bounding over to him excited to see him up and about.

"Morning, you're up early" he said before sitting in the chair beside me.

"Morning, i couldn't sleep. Thought id call my mom to check in"

"All the way out here?"

"Its early i didn't want to wake anyone up" i shrugged picking up my tea taking a mouthful.

"You sure thats all it was?"

"Mmhmmm"

"You're not hiding from me after last night?" He raised his eyebrows at me questioningly.

"So you remember what you said last night?"

"Of course, i wasn't that drunk" he scoffed reaching for my tea and helping himself to a few mouthfuls.

"Im not hiding, just.... thinking"

"About?"

"About what the fuck i'm supposed to do!"

"Do you love me?" He suddenly asked making me look up at him, into those eyes.... damn him!

"What?"

"Do you still love me? Its a simple question babe"

"Its not a simple answer Chris" i shrugged "i mean of course i do but i just..... the way you treated me before.... how do i know that wont happen again?"

"It wont i promise! I know how bad i messed up...."

"You say that now but i can't help but worry about you changing your mind.

You broke my heart when you left me and now we have Mason to think about.... i don't want him getting hurt if this doesn't work out again".

"So your answer's no? You wont give me a second chance?" He asked sadly his eyes tearing up, i forgot how emotional he could get.

"Maybe we should just spend this time together, get to know each other again and go from there?" I said taking my mom's advise.

"So you're not ruling it out completely? Its not a hard no?"

"Im saying maybe, just... baby steps" i smiled over at him and he nodded smiling back at me as he reached over and took my hand.

"I promise you i wont let you down again, i wanna be the man you deserve and the dad that Mason deserves"

"Id like that a lot, even though i hated you for what you did... i still missed you"

"I know, i missed you too"

"Lets go in im freezing" i said getting up, Chris was suddenly standing and pulling me into his arms holding me tight.

"Chris..." i mumbled into his chest as my hands landed on his waist.

"Im sorry i just needed to hold you"

I sighed and wrapped my arms around him... as nervous as this made me it felt so good to be in his arms again.

"I'll make things right again i promise" he mumbled pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

The weeks were flying by and we were all still in lockdown, it was now May and there was no sign of anything changing just yet.

Chris was doing a lot of online interviews to promote his new show 'Defending Jacob', when these video chats took place Scott and I made sure to take Mason to another part of the house so he wouldn't interrupt.

Things with Chris and I had been going good, we wouldn't act any differently around Mason but once he was in bed we'd snuggle on the sofa.... we'd shared a few kisses here and there but thats as far as it had gone.

"Mom can we take Dodger for a walk?" Mason came running in from the backyard with Dodger diving on the sofa next to me.

"You better go ask your dad buddy"

"Dad!!!!" Mason yelled loudly making me laugh.

"Why are you yelling?? i'm right here" Chris said walking in from the kitchen with coffee's. Mason chuckled cuddling up to me suddenly going all silly.

"Why you getting all shy?" I asked as i run my fingers through his hair.

"I don't know" he mumbled hiding his face against me, Chris sat down next to him and picked him up pulling him into his lap.

"Whats up pal? Why was you calling me?"

"Mom said i had to ask you if we can take Dodger for a walk"

"Sure we can! Why don't you go get your shoes on and grab Dodgers leash while your mom and i finish our coffee then we'll go"

"Yes!! thank you dad!" Mason wriggled down from Chris's lap and run upstairs to the room he'd been staying in.

"Maybe it'll wear him out enough that he has a nap, kid has too much energy!" I said looking over at Chris.

"He loves walking Dodger thats all"

"So do i but not this much! Poor Dodge is probably begging for a rest!"

"He's fine, we'll just walk up the road a bit throw the ball around... we don't have to be gone long"

"I guess"

"You coming with us?"

"Yeah why not".

We walked Dodger as promised and let him and Mason run around playing fetch. Chris took me by surprise by grabbing hold of my hand pulling me close enough to kiss me.

"Hey! We said not in front of Mace...."

"He's not looking its fine" he laughed "so, i was thinking maybe you could stay in my room tonight?"

"And what if Mason catches us??"

"We'll say we're having a sleepover" he smirked.

"You're terrible!"

"You didn't say no though" he wriggled his eyebrows at me.

"I didn't say yes either. Mace, come on Bud we're heading back" i called out stepping away from Chris even though all i wanted to do was pounce on him!

As i looked over to where Mason and Dodger were playing i spotted a familiar car parked across the street outside of the gated area.

"You've got to be shitting me....."

"Whats wrong?"

"Thats Brian's car out there"

"What?!!! Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

"Im gonna kick this guys ass i swear to god...." Chris said as he started to storm towards Brian, i quickly grabbed his arm pulling him back.

"Lets just go back inside, call the police. I don't want you getting into trouble over that jackass. Just get Mason and Dodger and lets go. He cant get in here"

"Okay.... okay lets go" he whistled for Dodger who came bounding over followed by an out of breath Mason and we walked back up to the house locking ourselves safely inside while Chris called and reported Brian.

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[samanthadalton]

Gift and a curse part 2

pairings: Bianca x f! mc (Charlie) 

sorry it took so long with part 2, i have like 5 different fics to write and i felt myself burning out a bit bc of school, idk how many parts this fic will have maybe 4/5 

slightly NSFW (im not good at smut writing at all so i apologise in advance if its weird or awkward (or both))

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Charlie makes her way to the house, each step filled with dread as she ambles to the front yard. She gingerly opens the front door, quietly closing it behind her, part of her hoping that Adam is already sleeping so she can slip into bed and have the talk with him once she’s off her high from her date with Bianca. Before she can open her bedroom door, the door swings open revealing a concerned Adam as he assesses his fiancee with a worrisome expression. 

“Hey, it’s late where have you been?” He moves forward to place a kiss on Charlie’s lips but in the last second, Charlie turns her head and the bad boy’s lips graze her cheek. “Hey, is everything alright?” his voice laced with concern. Charlie awkwardly steps past Adam entering the room, a solemn look on her face. 

“Not really no,” she mumbles. 

“What happened? Did Vince do something?” Charlie shakes her head. 

“No, no. Nothing like that. But we need to talk Adam.” Confusion washes all over Adam’s face as he attempts to comprehend Charlie’s words, his mouth hanging open struggling to find the words. Charlie sniffles, wiping away the tears in her eyes before they can fall and takes a seat at the edge of the bed, patting the space next to her, for Adam to follow suit. When Adam sits, Charlie sharply inhales, her lips slightly trembling before casting a glance to see Adam’s brows furrowed as he stares off into the distance. 

“I thought we put the whole elopement thing behind us,” he quietly speaks out, his voice low and gruff. He shifts his body slightly to the left, as his gaze flits to Charlie, 

“It’s not about that,” Charlie dismally responds, her eyes trained to the floor unable to meet Adam’s penetrating gaze. 

“Then what is it about, because ever since Vegas something has been off.” 

“Adam….I can’t marry you.” The spike of Charlie’s admission is met with silence as Adam looks away from Charlie, a mixture of indignation and befuddlement in his facial expression. The silence only grows, the atmosphere dense with awkwardness until Charlie reaches out, wrapping her hand around Adam’s to alleviate the tension. “Adam..please say something.” 

Adam lets out a hollow laugh, the pain noticeably instilled in his chuckle as he pulls his hand out of Charlie’s grasp, running it over his face. “What do you want me to say? I don’t get why this is happening. Look I’m not mad about Vegas, I want to marry you even if we have to do it on tv okay I’m onboard with it all.” 

“Adam- no. This is going to sound so shitty of me but it’s not you, it’s me. There’s someone else.” Adam freezes, his jaw clenched as he grasps at Charlie’s words. 

“Who?” he squeaks out.  

Charlie dissolves into tears, her words blubbered out in an incoherent mess. “I’m sorry, i’m so sorry Adam.” 

Adam jumps up from his seat, his voice vehemently echoing through the room, “who?!” 

“Bianca!” Charlie weeps, her sobs becoming more and more uncontrollable by the minute. 

“Bianca?” Adam’s voice dwindles back down to his usual articulation, his tone dripping with confusion. “Charlie what are you talking about?” 

The AME contestant inhales deeply, before letting out a shaky breath, trying to get a grip on her breaths. “A couple of days ago Bianca confessed that she had feelings for me.” Charlie steals a glance at her fiance to see a solemn look on his face. “And….I feel the same way about her.” Adam looks at Charlie with disbelief as a pang of guilt hits the brunette and she slightly winces at Adam’s unwavering gaze. Adam shakes his head with incredulity, struggling to come to terms with Charlie’s admission. “I didn’t mean for this to happen but it happened so suddenly an-” 

“Exactly!” Adam says, cutting Charlie off, “this is happening too quickly. I mean last night you were fine with marrying me and now you’re saying you don’t want to. Charlie you’re just confused.” 

“I’m not confused!” 

“It’s just wedding jitters.” 

The two continue talking over each other, their voices overlapping unable to hear what the other is saying. It isn’t until Charlie yells out Adam clamps his mouth shut, “Adam stop! Please listen to me.” The two stare at each other with great intensity until Adam breaks the eye contact, nodding softly. 

“Okay, explain it to me.” 

And so she does, Charlie comes clean about it all, starting from her past feelings about Bianca to Bianca’s confession to her date with the model tonight which ended in a kiss until they were busted by Mackenzie. Adam listens intently, a blank expression on his face throughout the duration of Charlie’s revelation. 

“I understand,” Adam finally says, a sadness glimmering in his eyes as he glances over at Charlie. 

“You- you do?” 

The bad boy nods dejectedly, “I can’t lie, it hurts but I don’t want to marry someone who isn’t one hundred percent sure about marrying me.” 

Charlie gulps uneasily, responding with a curt nod, “Adam, I am sorry you know.” 

In retort, Adam gives Charlie a sad smile that doesn’t meet his eyes, “I know. Umm I should sleep on the couch I guess,” he rubs his hand against his neck sheepishly. 

“No I can, you should take the bed.” 

“Nah it’s fine,” Adam grabs a pillow and a duvet and just before he leaves the room he turns back to Charlie, “glad you’re listening to your heart, if anyone deserves to be happy it’s you Charlie.” 

Charlie musters a small smile in appreciation, a mournful look in her eyes as she watches Adam leave the room, but she can’t help but feel the butterflies in her stomach as her mind drifts over to Bianca and the kiss she shared with the model tonight. Her fingertips ghost over the outline of her lips as she feels a trace of warmth creeping up on her cheeks as she excitedly speculates about what tomorrow will bring for her and Bianca. 

…..

The next morning Charlie wakes up to an empty house, her mind drifting to Adam’s whereabouts, feeling a pang of guilt as she recollects last night's events. But she brushes off any negative feelings as her thoughts drift to Bianca, eager to declare her feelings. 

Charlie makes her way to the mansion and when she spots Bianca she wordlessly hooks her arm around the model’s steering her into one of the empty bedrooms. Bianca raises a questioning eyebrow at the contestant and before she can get a word in, Charlie pulls her in for a passionate kiss, which Bianca eagerly reciprocates. When they pull away Bianca stares at Charlie, her eyes glimmering with hopefulness and even though she knows the answer, she still knows she has to ask “Babe, not that I’m not happy for some PDA but what about Adam?” 

Charlie grins at Bianca before pulling her in for another kiss, she wraps her arms around the taller girl’s neck while Bianca’s arms snake around Charlie’s waist, diminishing the gap between them. “I told him about us,” Charlie whispers against Bianca’s lips. In response, Bianca stares at the girl with such a great intensity, desire penetrating the atmosphere as she leads Charlie towards the bed. 

Charlie’s knees buckle as they hit the edge of the bed forcing her to fall back onto the bed and Bianca uses the opportunity to straddle the contestant’s hips, a devilish smile on her lips. Charlie gazes up at the model in awe, taking in her features. She glances at the model’s sharp jawline, her intense smouldering hazel eyes, her cute button nose, those beautiful red plush lips. 

Bianca leans down, her lips ghosting around Charlie’s as she whispers, “what did you tell him.” 

“I told him…” Charlie cranes her neck slightly nipping at Bianca’s lips, “that I want to be with you.” 

“Mmmm,” Bianca grinds down on Charlie’s hips, earning a low groan from Charlie who places her hands on Bianca’s hips, squeezing down on them to create more friction between their bodies. Just as Charlie is going to flip over Bianca, the model places her hand on the girl’s chest pushing her down on the bed, a serious look on her face. 

“Hey, is everything okay?” 

“Yeah, I just can’t help but feel a little bad for Adam,” Bianca slides off Charlie and sits down on the edge of the bed, a few seconds later Charlie sits up, lacing her fingers with Bianca’s. 

“I know, it’s been on the back of my mind too,” Charlie sighs tiredly, her fingers subconsciously rubbing circles on Bianca’s knuckles. 

“How exactly did he react?” Bianca asks, her voice laced with apprehension. 

Charlie blows hot air from her lips, huffing, “better than I thought he would. At first he was hurt, but then he was understanding. I could tell he was hurt but he wanted nothing but the best for me.” 

“I guess the bad boy is softer than we thought,” Bianca jests, alleviating some of the discomfort within the room. Charlie smiles sadly before shaking herself out of her thoughts. 

“I don’t want to be thinking about Adam right now,” she inhales sharply as her eyes roam Bianca’s presence, feeling a pool of desire wash all over her as she presses her lips against Bianca, satiating the hunger she feels. 

“I can’t believe you’re all mine” The model runs a finger down the contestant’s body a amourous look twinkling in her eyes. 

“Say that again,” Charlie whispers Bianca’s lips. 

“You’re mine,” Bianca slowly and sensually enunciates. “God you’re so beautiful,” Bianca whispers as she places her hand around Charlie’s neck squeezing softly, “I can’t wait to break you.” She leans in to kiss Charlie, their tongues tangling together in a passionate embrace as Bianca’s tongue languidly moves against Charlie’s, eliciting moans from the contestant. Bianca’s hand travels underneath Charlie’s clothes, her fingers stroking the smoothness of Charlie’s chest before travelling down, her fingers dipping below the waistband of her panties, teasingly tracing around her inner thigh. 

“Please,” Charlie quietly pleads, her breaths becoming short and heavy just from a few touches from the model, turned on by the view in front of her, Bianca begins kissing Charlie’s neck, her fingers still teasing on the outside of the contestant’s panties, her fingers ghosting over where Charlie wants her most. 

“God,” Bianca sighs against the crook of Charlie’s neck, “you have no idea how bad I’ve wanted this.” 

“Show me then,” Charlie challenges. A fire burns in Bianca’s gaze, matching the intensity in Charlie’s as the realisation dawns that her fantasies can now be made into a reality. The girls are locked in a kiss, the atmosphere dense with desire and sexual tension as they move back to the middle of the bed, Bianca taking the reins, straddling Charlie as she wraps a hand around Charlie’s neck squeezing softly as she pushes her down onto the pillow. Just as Bianca’s hands make their way to the hem of Charlie’s clothes, the bedroom door swings open and a gasp breaks them out of the moment as they swivel their heads to the doorway. 

“Omar, we can explain.” 

Fury burns in Omar’s eyes as he looks over at the girls, “Clean yourselves up and then get to the production room now.” 

[thou-crusty-batch-of-nature]

The rise and fall of our love

part one | part two

playlist: broken by jake bugg

no.1 party anthem by arctic monkeys

pairing: james x reader, james x lily 

warnings: language, angst, fluff 

A/N: sooo im back with part two!!! thank you for the fantastic feedback and appreciation you gave me on the first part, and i hope this lives up to your expectations!!!! sending all the love xoxo

masterlist

(moodboard made by me)

"How is he?" 

"Y/N…" Remus began, putting down his quill. Your gaze never left the essay in front of him, refusing to see the pity that his stare held. Because that - that glint in his eyes, the way the right corner of his mouth lifted in a poor attempt of a smile - that was pity. 

You shook your head softly. How did it get here? 

"Am I not allowed to know? He won't speak to me or look at me. I almost feel guilty even though I know I haven't done anything wrong." 

"James is…"

"A fool." 

You knew he was trying not to smile. "Yes, that is the obvious answer. But he is still with Lily." 

Of course he is. What he said that day - or rather what he smelt - has been the talk of the school for weeks. People were staring at you in the halls, pointing behind your back - so much that you stopped hanging out anywhere else besides your dorm and the library. 

And James - he never bothered to say anything to you. It hurt more than you expected to, but you didn't let it show. I am fine, you said every time one of your friends asked. Then, you would smile kindly and change the subject. You would see them exchange worried glances - you pretended you didn't notice. Soon they stopped asking, and you stopped pretending. 

"Do they love each other?" Something in your pathetic heart broke at the quiver in your voice. Love.

Love. Never in your life have you heard a more overrated word. So much loss, so much damage made for love. Was it really worth it? The way your stomach dropped and the slight tremble of your lip, the ache that would just not go away - were these the cost of love? 

You lifted your head, meeting his gaze. He watched you in awe - as if he read the truth in your eyes. You felt the tears roll on your cheeks, hitting the parchments sprawled on your desk. You let them fall. He opened his mouth, then closed it. 

"I understand." you whispered. 

You got up, but Remus caught your hand. 

"Do you…?" 

You smiled softly. "Does it matter anymore?" 

He let go of your hand and you walked away. 

×××

"Hogsmeade, today?" Sirius asked as he plopped down next to you. He took a big bite of your sandwich - and noticing your icy glare, he put his hand over your shoulder and pressed a sloppy kiss on your cheek. You pushed him off you and wiped your face. 

"Bloody hell! You even kiss like a dog!" you retorted. 

"No, I don't." 

"No, he doesn't." Marlene smirked and you rolled your eyes. 

"Hogsmeade, you were saying?" 

"Yes - Remus and Lily are busy with their important top-secret prefect duties and James has quidditch practice, so it'll be just us. I guess you don't mind third-wheeling for a bit." 

"Can't wait!" you feigned excitement. 

×××

It was freezing, to say the least. You were glad you had two pairs of socks on, otherwise you might have had to postpone the trip and pay a visit to the hospital wing instead. 

"I don't sound like that!" Sirius whined, handing you and Marlene your butterbeer - you've decided to stop at The Three Broomsticks. 

"Of course you do, darling. And may I add that you look ravishing." you purred in your best impression of Sirius' voice. Then, you turned to Marlene and winked. "You are the most gorgeous person in here."

"Careful, that's not true." a voice caught your attention. No, no no no.

"Oi - Prongs, mate! Thought you had quidditch practice!" Sirius clapped him on the shoulder. 

"Got cancelled because of the snow. Hello." he nodded and smiled towards you and Marlene, then pulled a chair at the table. It was the first time he's talked to you in weeks. 

You didn't bother to answer. In fact, you didn't even look at him. The rest of your stay at the pub passed in a haze, with careless answers and quick nods. 

×××

Before you knew it, you were left on a bench with James, waiting for the others to "buy some quills from Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop", as they were in big need of "quills" and "didn't have any left to write the Transfiguration essay we had due Wednesday". Oh, if only you had Transfiguration on Wednesdays! 

"So… how have you been?" James trailed off, rubbing his neck. Ah, so that's how he wanted to play this game.Too bad. 

"Why, James?" you ask, gazing at the shops in front of you. "Why did you ignore me? What happened that day?" 

He sighed. "I don't know. I- I made a mistake. You shouldn't have found out, not like that." 

"You have some guts, don't you?" you spat. 

"Excuse me?" You faced him. That face - the face you dreamt about, the one you kept telling yourself you hated - you missed that face, you missed him so much that you were glad you were sitting down, for you might as well have fallen to your knees. 

"Do you know how it is," you started, feeling the tears pooling in your eyes, "to feel so alone that you find yourself crying without a reason? Do you know how it feels to spend your nights wondering why you weren't enough - what you did to deserve this? Even if you did nothing wrong?"

"Do you know how it's like to watch the person you love drift away from you? To watch that person become a stranger? Do you know how it felt to know that you wouldn't even look at me?" You were now shouting. "Tell me, James! Look me in the eyes and tell me!" 

Silence. You watched him trying to find an answer and you silently begged him to say something. 

"Do you love me?" he whispered incredulously. Not that. 

"Would it change anything if I said I do?" 

"I don't know."

"Do you still love her?" You couldn't say her name. 

"I don't know." He let his head fall in his hands. For the first time in weeks, you laughed. You laughed until your vision went blurry, until you felt the salty taste of your tears. 

"You know nothing, James Potter." you sneered, then got up. 

You made your way back to the castle alone. 

×××

"Guys guys I have the most amazing idea." Sirius came rushing in the Great Hall, managing to trip and almost fall. He quickly regained his composure and continued running as if nothing had happened. 

"That's new." Remus said while reading the prophet. 

It's been weeks since that night in Hogsmeade, weeks in which you've avoided James at all costs, despite his numerous attempts at conversation. 

"I'll choose to ignore that." Sirius glared at his friend, then continued. "Don't you all want to go for a dip?" 

"I think I speak for all of us when I say that I do not intend to die in the freezing lake on a lovely day of winter." You scowl, munching on your pastries. You loved pastries. (mood) 

Sirius smirked. "I'm glad you are all so joyous so early in the morning, but for your knowledge, I wasn't talking about the lake. My dear, smartass friends, I was thinking of crashing the Prefects bathroom!" 

That got your attention. You looked at Remus full of hope and he shrugged. 

"And how exactly are we going to do that? "

"Well, this is where our prefect friends come in handy."

"Lily would never help you do this." James cuts in. 

"That's why I wasn't planning on inviting her." Much to your surprise James didn't object. "You forgot about our other prefect friend - and I'm looking at you, Moony." 

You all looked at Remus who seemed a tad bit uncomfortable. "I guess - alright? But if anyone catches us, it's your fault." he pointed his finger at Sirius. 

"I solemnly swear." He put his hand over his heart, then winked. 

×××

"Looks like your plan to ignore James isn't gonna last." Marlene said while stuffing all the towels she could find in her bag. 

"I'm aware of that." You really were. You've mentally prepared yourself to spend the night in the same room with him for the past week. "Ready? The boys are waiting." 

"Yeah, let's go." You were to go to the bathroom in groups of three using the cloak, then spend the night there. 

"Alright," Sirius' head popped from under the cloak "we'll go together - Remus, James and Peter are already there. Come on." he whispered. 

You got to the bathroom in no time and you could feel the butterflies in your stomach. You felt pathetic - you were all going to hang out as friends. 

Marlene's hand squeezed yours - everything will be alright. It was your thing; back in the day, you used to do this every time the other would be anxious about something. You looked at her and smiled, squeezing back twice - I know. 

You entered and your mouth flew open.  You've never seen a more luxurious bathroom before. The "bathtub" was easily the size of a medium sized pool. Greek caryatids held the archways, and the stained glass windows reflected their patterns on the marble floor tiles. 

"I suddenly feel bad for not working harder to be a prefect - if I had known this would be my bathroom, I would've gladly learnt the entire History of Magic coursebook by heart" Marlene said, with a small pout on her face and her arms crossed. 

"Same here." Your gaze followed the sculptures on the ceiling and slowly fell on him. He looked angelic - the way the coloured moonlight caressed his face, the faint blush on his cheeks - made him part of the setting. 

There was no point in lying to yourself. You liked him, despite everything he's done, everything he's said, you continued to like him. All those comforting lies you've said were trying to cover the inevitable truth, the truth which had been well hidden somewhere deep inside your soul. Until now. 

You stripped out of your clothes, fully aware of his impertinent stare. You stepped into the pool, sighing in pleasure at the warmth of the water. 

"Wanna play anything?" you asked no one in particular. 

"Oh, we should play shoulder wars!" Sirius exclaimed excitedly.

"I think I'm gonna skip this!" Peter announced from his chair. 

You looked at James, then turned to Remus. You rose your eyebrows inquisitively, and he smiled kindly. 

"I guess imma skip this one as well." James said, slightly disappointed. 

"Come on, Marls, we gotta kick some ass."

And so did the games begin. 

×××

You were trying, and failing miserably to keep your balance on Remus' shoulders. 

"Haha- losers!" Marlene laughed. It was your sixth time losing.

"Y/N, I think I'll give up now, before this becomes too humiliating." Remus said while getting out of the water and pulling out his book. 

"No Remus, you can't give up now! I know we can do this!" you saw him sit comfortably in an armchair, and something clicked into your mind. "You ditch me to read? And sabotaged me? Remus John Lupin, I'm disappointed."

"Take Prongs instead, he's far more competitive than I am." he smiled innocently. So this was his plan. 

You turned to James, and he got up excitedly. You got on his shoulders, and his hands tentatively touched your legs. You saw Marlene and Sirius smirking and you glared at them. 

×××

The score was close. It was the match point. Marlene was desperately trying to push you when you came up with the winning idea. You splashed some water into her face, obstructing her vision. Then, you tickled her and she fell. 

"And that's how it's done!" you shout, raising your fist. Marlene's head appeared from under the water, clearly mad. 

"That was not fair!" 

"There's no such thing as fair!" Marlene smirked, as if she was saying oh, really? and pushed James with such brute strength that he fell, taking you with him. 

He caught you before your head could hit the bottom. He lifted you up bridal style and you put your left hand around his neck and moved the other one from your nose to his shoulder. You stayed in his arms, not wanting to let go. You were gazing into each other's eyes, breathing heavily, when it hit you. 

You loved him. 

And he was still with Lily. 

You pulled away from his embrace, breaking the stare. "It's not right - Lily…" you mutter, getting out of the water. 

The others seemed all deeply interested in Remus' book. You could even hear Sirius asking questions about the plot. You turned away; James was still in the pool, in the same place, trying to make out the meaning of what happened. 

It wasn't fair. 

Life wasn't fair. 

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stay tuned for the next part and lmk what you think❤️

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[liberolove]

Testing the Waters (pt. 1)

Summary: youve finally graduated high school and now youre moving on to college. youve decided to go to sendai university. its summer and youve become curious about checking out the dating pool in miyagi, so you download a dating app. you figure you might as well have fun before delving too deep into your studies

Part: [part one] out of ???

Pairings: nishinoya x reader / kuroo x reader / oikawa x reader / kiyoko x reader

A/N: theres tons of ships here, just me living out my hoe phase lmao please dont judge me. let me know what yall think

Genre: fluff, smut, crack

Warnings: flirting, college shinanigans

even though you decided to stay in your hometown to further your studies, you moved out as soon as you could. your parents were smothering you and you were honestly tired of it. so, you got your own apartment and started to live on your own. everything was fine and easy so far but then you realized how lonely you felt. your friends had moved away to go to other universities, and you were never really good at relationships. the anxiety of not knowing what to do with yourself until classes started was consuming you. to deal with this, you figured you might as well download a dating app. 

“Gotta check out all the hot singles in my area, I guess,” you thought.

it had been a while since your last relationship but you were sure you were ready again. or maybe you could try to find something different. maybe some hookups could be enough to help you during this weird adjustment period. 

you downloaded the app and added whatever details were needed. 

Name: l/n, y/n

Looking for: chat, relationship, hookup, anything

Bio: 

it took you about ten minutes to finally decide on what you wanted to add to your bio. finally, you typed out:

Bio: just another single college student looking for genuine human connections. Interests include watching anime, reading nerdy shit, and getting to know you 

you were never too good at coming up with bios but this should be good enough for now. time to see what kind of fish you could catch..

not even a minute after uploading a picture of yourself, a new message showed up.

Nishinoya Yuu: hey, beautiful! (;

Y/n: oh hi! how are you?

N: doing better now that I’m talking to youuuu. how about your lovely self?

Y: wow someone is really straightforward. I’m doing pretty well rn thanks. what are you up to?

N: just been bored as fuck on here and then BOOM you showed up (:

Y: lol youre silly. so hows the whole dating scene look like on here? any good ones?

N: nah it sucks honestly. But now you’re here so its a million times better!

Y: oh shush lol. does this site really work? like have you actually met someone from here?

N: uhh i actually havent met anyone yet, but ive had some nice conversations so far! ive still got high hopes

Y: have you been on here for a long time?

N: i just downloaded it like two weeks ago? idk but yeah. im hoping that maybe youll be my first??

Y: your first what? haha be more specific

N: OH sorry!! i didnt mean it like that omg. i meant like my first person to meet off of this app lol

Y: i mean if youre not busy right now, we could meet up for a coffee date or something? (cliche right?)

N: ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW? like... right now rIGHT NOW?

Y: yeah (: sorry for doing this so fast. you’re just really cute and im bored haha

N: nooooo its fine i swear im just a little shocked. and WOW you think IM CUTE? you should look in the mirror because your gorgeousss *heart eyes emoji*

Y: so its settled? lets meet today at around 1 pm at XXX cafe? 

N: yeah! thats not too far from here! i CANT WAIT

Y: same here (:

as soon as you sent that last message you hopped in the shower and started getting ready. you debated whether to put on makeup or not and then eventually decided to do it. you wore that one red dress that greatly accentuated your butt and your curves. you checked the clock and it was 30 MINUTES UNTIL 1 so you finished up by brushing your hair and adding on a spritz of peach scented perfume. “Hopefully this impresses him.”

the cafe you guys agreed to meet at was only a short walk away from your apartment. you were almost at the cafe when you noticed the time again and it was already 10 MINUTES PAST 1! you were so scared that he thought you stood him up but as you got closer, you noticed a cute boy sitting by himself outside. you stared at his backside for a little, unsure if this was your mystery boy. so you messaged him on the app

Y: heeeey are you the one sitting alone outside with a tan shirt and some ripped black jeans?

your phone lit up with the answer to your question: “yes”

as you looked up again, you noticed the stranger you were staring at had stood up and was looking right into your eyes. once you locked eyes, he grinned the biggest smile you’d ever seen and he chuckled. 

“Hi there!! L/n, right? Nice to meet ya, I’m Nishinoya Yuu. Wow, you’re even more beautiful in person!! Do you want anything from the cafe? I’m buying”

You were kind of shocked by his beautiful smile and his spiky hair. It took you a while to respond as you tried to take in the wonderful sight in front of you. He was simply breath taking. You could tell he was the athletic type by the way his shirt hung onto his broad, toned shoulders. 

“Ummm... L/n? Are you okay? Do you want any coffee or sweets from the cafe?”

“OH, oh my god, I’m so sorry! I got distracted..” you said as you looked away from him, getting redder by the second. you hadn’t even noticed his compliment or the way he kept eyeing you up and down and licking his lips. “Yeah, I’d love to get a coffee, if you don’t mind. Please..”

His eyes snapped back up to yours. “Awesome, I’ll go order inside. You can just sit your pretty little self here while I do that. Don’t run away! I’ll be right back!”

now that you had some time to reflect on what the heck just happened.. you breathed a sigh of relief. You couldn’t believe that he was real and so goddamn gorgeous. His little tuft of blonde hair at the front of his head was so cute and his smile.. goddamn. the way he looked at you.. and his friendly demeanor. it was all so much to take in. you didn’t really know how to react. as soon as you had relaxed, you tensed back up as he came back and sat down with you.

“Here’s your coffee hot and ready just for you, hun”

“Thank you so much Nishinoya” you blushed a bit as your mouth pronounced his name

“Hey, just call me Noya! Or Yuu...”

“On a first name basis already?”

“Only if you want to..”

you giggled as you noticed that he was getting bright pink too. “Okay, Yuu.”

as soon as you said his first name, his eyes lit up and that bright pink hue on his face soon turned into a passionate red

“Soooo..” you said as you tried to break up the silence.. “what do you do? do you go to school?”

“Yeah! I’m going to start going to Sendai University in the fall! I’m going to be playing on the volleyball team! How about you?”

“No way.. I’m gonna go there too! I guess I’ll be seeing you around probably. And wow! Volleyball huh? That’s hot.”

when you said that last part, Noya almost spat out his coffee. you laughed at the look on his face. he was blushing so much he couldn’t keep still. you were almost afraid he would just run away from you and never come back.

He just tried to regain his composure and laughed. “You really got me there oh my god i almost choked. But yeah I can’t wait to play again.”

The rest of the afternoon you guys talked about everything from anime to your favorite season, to your least favorite horror movie. The more you two bonded over common interests, the more he let his wild side out. He became more rambunctious and fiery and this did things to you, to say the least. you checked your phone to check the time and it was already 6:45 pm. You had no clue as to when the sun had started setting, but it didn’t matter because you hadn’t felt this warm fuzzy feeling in your heart in a while. it felt so nice. you didn’t want it to end. but then noya interrupted your thought by saying, 

“Hey, (y/n)..” you two were on a first name basis already and it was just the first date. “it’s getting pretty late and I have to go home and help out my family with some stuff. I hope you don’t mind. Sorry! But we can definitely go out again if you want. i know i sure do..”

“Yes, of course! I totally get it. But first can I get your number?” you look away as you say this because this was the first time you’ve ever asked a guy for their number. 

you two exchange phone numbers and hug goodbye. you let the hug linger for a little longer than you should and plant a quick soft peck on his cheek and say,

“I can’t wait to see you again, Yuu.”

He just smiles and replies, “Me too, Y/n. I’ll see you again soon, babe.”

You freeze up and don’t know what to say as he walks away. you think to yourself, “did he really just call me babe?”

[taehyungtrash2-0]

Morning Happenstance

— genre ➙  fluff but hella smutty (im sorry mom)

— words ➙  1056 

— member(s) ➙  Kim Seokjin and Min Yoongix reader

— warnings ➙  mentions face fucking (again I'm so sorry mom) and sex in a bathtub (be safe kiddos!)

this is my first post of smut so don't kill me please! This was inspired by my best friend (soulmate) and her love for these two amazing men! love ya bean <3

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I was perfectly content with the position I was in, covered in nothing but absolute warmth in the midst of a freezing room. That was until a certain someone, I’m not naming names (mostly because I can’t tell who) decided to leave me and let me die a miserable and cold death. With my eyes closed, caught deep in my sleepy state all I could release from my body was a whine at the loss of contact.

“Tsk, what am I going to do with you Jjing-jjing-i” a sleepy voice chuckled, clearly mocking me and my FRAGILE STATE YOU LUCKY LITT- a pair a masculine arms wrapped around me, warmth finally engulfing me again. I can feel my sleep returning, my body softly being lifted into the cold and being put on a body of complete comfort. 

“Mmm,” a low mumble came from beneath me. No longer being held by those big arms but my legs wrapping around what warmth the other was giving. Another pair of arms, a little smaller, pulling me up and onto his chest with a sleepy groan. Ahhh sleep is finally back, absolute coziness, wrapped in tight arms, on a strong chest, and the smell of familiar cologne.

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A waft of sweet maple and sizzling bacon began filling my senses the second my eyes finally opened. Mmm smells so sweet and savory, I guess Jinnie is in the kitchen, that explains the absence of warmth and comfort earlier. Why do I love him again?..

“UGh, such a pretty girl. You’re taking me so well angel. Fuckkkk!”... oh right. God, he’s perfect. So sweet and strong, why did he have to leave the bed so early?? I want his attention now, but that means leaving the bed UGHHH. I started rolling off to the side when Yoongi started to groan and pout. Awwww, he’s so adorable, what the fuck! His pouty little lips and his messy black hair, I’m whipped. 

“What would Jin think if he saw you now, Kitten? On your bruised little knees, mouth open, begging to be face fucked by your daddy? Huh? Such a good little slut, come here.” mmm, last night was definitely one to remember. I need some clothes, I’m covered in marks and I am definitely not just walking out butt ass naked. Although now that I’m thinking about that it would be nice… no! Pajamas it is, some red silk would feel nice right about now. 

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“Mmm good morning baby girl,” he mumbled as my hands wrapped around his bareback. My head falling in between his broad shoulders and humming into his skin with a smile. 

“Good morning handsome” I mumble as he continues to flip the food on the stove. How can one man smell so divine?

“You fell asleep really quickly after our bath last night” he chuckled, turning the stove off. I honestly forgot about the bath until just now,

“Yeah I’m sorry, did you clean up the bathroom floor after?” I asked as he turned around in my grasp. He looked down at me with those beautiful brown, his hands wrapping around my waist. 

“Yeah, it was al over, I ended up using all the towels,” he mumbled, pulling me closer into his form.

“Hey you said ride me and I did” I laughed into the crook of his neck, feeling him slowly starting to move closer to my ear. 

“I meant after the bath, love,” he whispered, peppering kisses down my neck, softly nipping on the shell of my ear. 

“You look like that and expect me to wait?” I whine out, he trailed his hands further down until his large hands were to my thighs and putting me on the counter. 

“You right” he laughed, pulling his lips to mine, my hands finding their way to the nape of his neck and playing with his hair. His soft lips sucking lightly on my bottom lip, knowing it’s his asking permission for more access which I greedily open to. Our tongues dancing sweetly, no one person taking the lead but just kind of melting into it. My hands trailing down his bare chest, softly raking my nails, causing him to groan. 

“You taste so sweet baby,” he whispered, continuing to make me pool in my panties so early in the morning. I continue licking a stripe up his throat and sucking on his sweet spot oh-so gingerly. His hands pulling my legs to wrap around his tightly, feeling his hard-on through his boxers. I couldn’t help at whine from the feeling of that through my silk shorts. 

“Oh your so nice to me angel, make that sounds again,” he chuckled, looking up at the ceiling as his hands start trailing up my thighs.

“I wouldn’t be calling her an angel too soon their Hyung, get a good look at your back and get back to me on that.” a gruff voice stated behind Jin’s back. Aww, my grumpy man is up. Jin pecked my lips once more and went to grab the food off the stove, that was probably cold by now. Yoongi grabbing his mug and putting it under the Keurig for his first cup of the day, stepping in between my open legs and kissing my lips slowly. 

“Why did you leave bed so early, Gongjunim?” he mumbled against my lips as I reach up to wrap my arms around his neck. 

“I heard Jinnie up in the kitchen so I got up, I’m sorry,” I looked up at him innocently. 

“I’m surprised you can even walk after what we did yesterday.” he chuckled deeply, going in for another kiss. His hand slowly beginning to trail around my ass and lifting me, wrapping my legs around his hips. My hands moving up to hair and moaning into his mouth. 

“What a sensitive little thing you are a kitten,” he muffles into my mouth, interrupted by Jin clearing his throat. Us both panting from the lack of oxygen, seeing Jin set three plates down on the table and pulling out some chairs.

“Let’s eat breakfast and we can move this back to the bedroom,” he said, sitting down, digging into his food. Yoongi beginning to sigh and sets me down on the nearest chair to eat. 

“God this is paradise.” I breathe out, starting in on my pancakes.

[cal-tries-to-write]

Dead men walking

Synopsis: Sam and Dean pick up a case in LA that seems simple enough but once they get there they only hit dead ends. That is until their one decent lead only leads them to almost getting arrested after a run in with some old family friends. A 911/supernatural crack fic.

Warnings: mention of blood and monsters (I’m honestly not to sure what to put here)

A/n Welcome to my first fic I’m publishing! And I decided to make it a rushed crack fic because I’m sad about the ending of superntural and I miss 911. This was also supposed to be a short little joke fic but here we are. Also a huge thank you to @buckleysjareau for helping me work out how the team would react go check her post which gives an amazing scene to what each of the characters are thinking, how they react and their like over all thoughts of the supernatural being real.

“Dean I don’t see why we took this case there are plenty of hunters in LA.”

“Because you were complaining about just sitting around the bunker so I found us a case.”

“Ok but you hate LA, the traffic, the weather, the wait,” Sam stops halfway toward the house smirking at his brother, “this wouldn’t have anything to do with Maddie would it?”

“What Dads old hunting friend’s kid? No. It has to do with the fact that people are dying in weird way.” He scoffed not even bothering to look back at Sam.

“Whatever you say man. But if I remember correctly you had a huge crush on her when we were little didn’t you?” Sam laughed continuing towards the house.

“Shut up.” He glared tearing down the police tape and opening the door.

The outside looked normal, tan siding, windows with the shades drawn, a perfect porch, even a white picket fence but the perfect scenery changed the second they stepped inside. Gibberish covers the walls written in what the boys could only assume was blood. Symbols covered the ceilings and pools of blood the floor.

Sam shuttered looking around the room, he had seen a lot of messed up things, many worse than this, yet for some reason being in the room he was more on edge then ever before. Looking at the blood stained walls he tried to identify any of the words or symbols but failed, “So, I don’t know about you but I don’t recognize any of these words or any of the symbols.

“I’ve got to agree with you there.”

“Well then I say we head to the M.E to look at the bodies to see if there’s any clues there.”

“Yeah sounds like a plan.” After drivin back into the heart of LA he was pulled from his thoughts as Sammy informed him that they would need to stop by the police station before heading to the M.E to get the photos that were taken at the scene.

“Why don’t I drop you off at the M.E and I’ll go to the police station.”

“Alright just don’t forget to pick me when your done.”

“I would never.”

“Sergeant Grant?” Dean asks as he walk the officer the receptionist had told him was first on the scene.

“That would be me. What can I do for you?”

“I’m agent Ackles with the FBI I’m here to ask you a few questions about a 911 call that you responded to and look at the photos and evidence.”

“Let me guess the Briggs house? That place looked straight out of a horror movie when I got there.” She said as she started walking towards the evidence locker.

“Yeah that would be the call.” He replied following behind her.

“The only thing left at the scene was this,” she held up a plastic bag with a golden dagger in it, “well other than the body and writing.”

“Here,” Sergeant Grant handed him the two manila folder she hand been holding, “the crime scene photos. I was just looking over them and I still can’t piece together what happened.”

He thanked her as he left the station and flipped through the folder in the car. About 10 minutes later the only thing he knew is that Mr.Briggs was still alive and holding the knife when first responders got there. He heard his phone buzzing below some of the paper work. He quickly moved the folders to picked it up, “Sammy please tell me you have some clues after seeing the body.”

“I’m afraid not. The body’s fairly clean just cuts all over they seemed to be made by a small knife.”

“So we have no clue to what’s causing this other than a dagger and some bloody symbols and writing. Great,” Dean sighed as hit hit his head on the steering wheel, “okay I’ll be at the M.E in 20 minutes.”

Sam couldn’t make heads or tails or the case, nothing matched up, he could find any of the symbols in any books or online, he could figure out what language the writing was, if they were even actual words, he reminded himself. After sitting at his computer for a good two hours he decided he may have better luck getting information from the case files Dean had picked up earlier. They didn’t give him much but they did give him a lead to start with the next day, after the call was placed medical was dispatched first, arrived first and even got there before the guy died, the police were called after they walked in and saw the blood on the walls and ceiling. The statements came from a Captain Robert Nash and after a quick google search Sam found he worked at station 118.

“Get dressed,” Sam called into their room, “I found us a lead on the case. Or at least I think I did.”

“What’s the lead?” He yawned sitting up and stretched his arms.

“The cop you visited yesterday, Sergeant Grant, she wasn’t the first person on the scene. Medical was called first specifically the 118. And when they got there Mr.Briggs was still alive so we’re going to the station in hopes they have some information that the police reports missed.”

“And you can’t go by yourself because?”

“Because I don’t feel like interveiwing 6 people entirely on my own.”

“Fine.”

“Eddie!” Buck called after his friend as they walked towards the station.

“Buck.” He stopped and waited for him to catch up.

“Did you know that there’s a suprising amount of sibling serial killer?”

“I didn’t.”

“Well there are a ton. Like there were these two brothers who traveled across the US posing as FBI agents and killing people in mass amounts. They actually managed to make it to the top of the actual FBI’s most wanted list in record time. That was until they got caught and supposedly died in custody.”

“Supposedly?” Eddie gave him a questioning look as they entered the locker room.

“Well there have been tons of reports on people seeing them after their supposed deaths. And there’s a bunch of theories they escaped but the FBI didn’t want people worrying so they said they died.”

“Did you get any sleep last night of did you spend the whole night researching serial killers?”

“I got some sleep.” Buck yawned looking offended. He finished buttoning his shirt and then running to catch up with Eddie who was heading upstairs. Eddie just laughed at him.

After getting in a brief nap at the start of the shift then nothing but non stop calls the team finally got a break as they got started getting ready for dinner.

“Is Maddie going to stop by for dinner?�� Chimney asked as he handed plates to Buck to set the table.

“I figured you would know considering your her boyfriend.”

“And you her brother.”

“Touché, and yeah she said she would try to stop by.”

“Buck can you go see what the two guys in suits want.” Bobby asked as less of a question and more of an order.

“On it,” He setting down the last plate running down the stairs only to freeze once he got fairly close to the two guys.

“I’m Agent Ackles and this is my partner agent Padelecki we were hoping to talk to Captain Nash?”

Buck completely terrified with fear said the first thing that came to his mind which was, “No your not.”

The two ‘agents’ looked back and forth between themselves than at him. “I’m sorry?” The taller one, Sam, Buck remembered from the article said.

“Buck you ok?” Eddie spoke from behind him causing all three of them to jump slightly.

Eddie took a step closer to his friend seeing that he was clearly uncomfortable.

“We are agents Ackles and,”

He was cut off by Buck saying louder than probably necessary, “They’re serial killers from the article I was telling you about.” 

As everyone in the stations head suddenly turned towards the four men on the main floor after hearing Buck say that the people he’s talking to are serial killer. Eddie took a step forward putting himself between Buck and the two ‘agents’.

“Wait, what, no we’re not serial killers.” Sam said putting his hands up, “Look your Evan Buckley right?”

Dean gave looked at his brother like he was insane. There was no way this was little Evan Buckley. Maddies baby brother, who last time they saw him was barely tall enough to reach counter tops. This guy looked like he could bench Dean.

“How do you know that?” Buck looked even more terrified now.

“Yeah how do you know that?” Dean looked at him confused himself now.

Sam turned to explain to Dean ignoring the looks Buck and Eddie were giving him, “Maddie and I kept in touch and after I left to go to school we started talking more. So,” he turned back to Buck and Eddie, “if we can talk to her I’m sure,”

“What do you want with Maddie?” Chimney, who along with Hen and Bobby had joined them on the main floor, questioned with a pissed look on his face.

“Im going to call Athena.” Hen said pulling out her phone and dialing Athenas number.

“I did the second Buck said serial killers.” Bobby told her. Hen stopped dialing and put her phone away.

Both of Sam and Dean were now even more worried with the threat of cops coming to the station. “Wait please just give us a minute to explain.” Sam attempted to defuse the situation.

“Sam? Dean?” Maddie called as she walked into the station, “What’s going on?”

“Maddie,” Sam sighed in relief, “Thank god can you please tell your brother we are not serial killers?”

She shifted her gaze between Sam and Dean and Bobby, Chimney, Hen, Buck, and Eddie. “Yeah they’re not serial, what are you two doing here?” Her eyebrows were knitted together as she walked towards the group and faced them.

“Ummm Maddie why are you talking to the serial killers like you know them? And like they’re good friends of yours and not serial killers?” Chimney asked.

“Because I do? Wait why do you all think they’re serial killers?” She looked at them realizing they all looked panicked, “Loom let’s all sit down and we can talk this out, alright?”

“So all of it, everything like ghosts, demons, shifters, vampires, werewolves, it’s all real?” Eddie questioned with a suprisingly calm look on his face, “And you,” he motioned to Sam and Dean who were sitting across the table, “you guys kill them?”

“Yeah.” Maddie answered from next to them, “I did too when we were younger that’s how I know the Winchesters. John and our dad used to go on hunts together and when we got older the boys and I did too.”

“I’m sorry can we back track here? So MONSTERS like honest to god MONSTERS are real and YOU hunted them? Is that what you and dad did on your hunting trips? Killing not deer but DEMONS! You could have gotten hurt! And how come I never learned any of this?” Buck stared at his sister across the table. He looked more distressed about learning his sister used to hunt these monster than learning about the monsters themselves.

Maddie let out a sigh, “Mom and Dad were very divided on the whole hunting thing. Dad wanted us to learn to be hunters because that’s how he grew up, Mom didn’t. So they compromised the first born kid, would learn all about monsters and how to hunt them, the second kid, would be kept completely in the dark about the supernatural.”

“The supernatural is real,” Eddie mumbled under his breath before raising his voice, “I knew it.”

Everyone immediately turned their heads towards him. A blush crept up his face once he realized he had said that louder than intended, “My sisters used to tease me all the time because I loved everything supernatural as a kid. I also believed in a lot of it to so they used it to play pranks on me.”

“Bobby everything alright?” Athena suddenly called from the main floor, “I got your text saying that you had two serial killers just walk into the station?”

Bobby stood up and hesitated as Athena climbed the stairs into the loft, before he looked at Sam and Dean then at Maddie and his team, “Yeah everything’s just fine. It was just a false alarm.”

Eddie jumped in to explain a little further when Athena gives him the ‘are you saying that because you’re in danger’ look, “Buck here thought agents Ackles and Padelecki looked like two serial killers from an article he read last night. I think the lack of sleep is finally getting to him.” He laughed off the second part.

She bummed before turning towards Sam and Dean, “Agent Ackles and you must be agent Padelecki. What are you two doing here?”

Sam spoke up quickly, “The police reports said the 118 was the first on the scene so we figured we stop by and see if they had and extra information that might help the case.”

She nodded understanding the help first hand accounts can have, “Well Ive got to get back to work. I’ll see you all later, and I will see you at home.” She walked over to Bobby giving him a quick kiss before turning around heading back down the stairs.

“I can’t believe you almost got your sisters friends arrested because you thought they were serial killers.” Hen laughed at Buck

“I mean technically I wasn’t being dumb the serial killers were them just not THEM.”

“I hope you know that sentence make absolutely no sense even with context.”

“So,” Maddie turned back around in her chair to face Sam and Dean, “you two never did explain what you are doing here.”

“Right,” Sam sat up straighter, “we heard about the Briggs house and it looked like something in our domain so we figured we check it out.”

Dean rolled his eyes, “Except we have found anything that helps us solve the case or figure out if it’s even remotely supernatural.”

Maddie stood up and pushed her chair in,“Well then, what can I do to help?” She said looking Sam and Dean in the eye.

A/n so that got long and I decided to stop that there because I like that as the last line. I might make a part two but I’m also working on another less cracky 911 fic. And I know super creative alias for Sam and Dean. Sorry about the weird spacing tumblr didn’t like me copying and pasting from docs apparently.

[benhardyisdaddy]

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(hope u all like this angsty fic for #4!!! also: i DO NOT CONDONE CHEATING. EVER. I ONLY WRITE IT BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS SUBMITTED AND ITS FOR PURE ENTERTAINMENT. DONT FUCKING CHEAT!!!!    ok ty ily also this dumb ass site wont let me add the gif i wanna use of ben and im PISSED) 

Word Count: 2,111

WARNING: slight smut and cheating 

Ben had woken up that morning with no idea what was about to happen. He woke up to his alarm like normal. He showered like normal. He got dressed like normal. He went to the set of his movie like normal. He met everyone like... not normal. There was someone else there today that he almost recognized, but couldn’t understand where he had seen you before. You look familiar, but the type of familiar where he may have passed you on the road once or seen you at the local pub. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on it... That is until you were introduced. 

“Boys,” starts Roger as they all gather around in their costumes for the movie. 

You were beautiful. Beyond beautiful. The type of beautiful that had Ben staring at you a little too long. You were also young, around his age perhaps. You had the sweetest smile as you look to Ben and stare for a moment before looking away almost hurriedly. Like you had been caught doing something you weren’t supposed to be doing. His heart fluttered as he looks back to Roger and pays attention. 

“I would like you all to meet y/n... My beautiful wife.” he says with a proud smile as you blush and softly wave to everyone. 

“Nice to meet you all.” you say, your voice like music to Ben’s ears. 

Everyone walked up to you and shook your hand until it was Ben’s turn. He walks up slowly, his eyes never leaving you. 

“Nice to meet you, y/n.” 

You shyly smile back and reach your hand out for him to take. 

“Nice to meet you as well, Ben. I’ve heard a lot about the man who portrays my husband. I must say, they got the looks right.” you say in a teasingly manner, but you weren’t teasing at all. 

Ben was beyond gorgeous as he smiles and drops your hand. Everyone was laughing over your comment as Roger brings his hand and places it on your lower back. 

“Shall we get you something to drink, love?” he asks as you turn to look at him lovingly. 

You smile and lean in to gently press your lips to his. It was insane how much you adored him. 

“Yes, please.” you softly say back as you slip your hand into his. 

“You’re more than welcome to join us.” says Rog to Ben as you both walk away, but not before you look to him and grin.

“More than welcome.” you repeat, causing Ben to instantly nod and follow behind you.

You all walk onto set and to a small room with a couch and a mini fridge in the corner. The walls were painted a bright green and the only people there were you, Roger and Ben. 

“What would you like, babe?” asks Rog as he looks to the fridge. 

“Oh, I can get it for her!” says Ben a little too quickly - something you noticed. 

“Thank you.” you purr as you slump down onto the couch, Roger following. “Water will be just fine.” 

Ben hurriedly grabs a cold bottle and brings it over to you. You reach out to grab it, your hand gently sliding over his long fingers. Ben freezes at the contact as you smirk and and pull away. 

“Thank you.” you say once more. 

Ben just nods and clears his throat as he steps back and looks around awkwardly. 

“So, Ben,” you start, making him look to you in an instant. “How’s it like working with my perfectionist of a husband? Is he working you to the bone?” you teasingly ask, causing Roger to laugh loudly and to playfully squeeze at your upper thigh. 

Ben notices and swallows hard as he attempts to laugh at your joke. 

“Oh, uh, no. Roger’s wonderful, but you should know that.” he says with a smile. 

You smile back and look to Roger as you lean forward and nuzzle your nose against his. 

“I sure do, don’t I?” you ask as he leans in and kisses you, his hand rubbing up and down your thigh. 

That was the first time Ben had met you and it surely won’t be the last. 

***

1 Month Later 

“What do you mean you’re leaving?” you sadly ask as Roger stands up and sweetly smiles. 

You, Roger, Ben and Joe were all a nightclub as you celebrate the final wrapping of Bohemian Rhapsody. The movie was finally over and you all couldn’t be more proud or happy about that. 

“I have to go and work on a few more things back at the studio, love. You’re more than welcome to stay with the rest of them!” he says above the music. 

“Actually, I have a flight to catch early in the morning. I should really get going as well.” says Joe as he stands up. 

You pout and look to Ben with big puppy dog eyes. 

“Oh, uh, I’ll stay with her.” he says to Rog. 

You smile and look back to Roger with big eyes. He nods as you stand up and walk over to him. You press yourself against him as he kisses you harshly. His hand runs down your back and stops on your butt, as he squeezes. Ben looks away fast and sighs. The two of you break away as you peck him on the lips once more and he’s gone. You turn around and look to Ben as he’s still looking away. You walk over and flop next to him on the large couch and smile. 

“Another round?” you ask loudly, slightly drunk. 

Ben’s eyes go wide as he smiles, slightly drunk as well. Another round and then another and then another. The two of you were on the dance floor and laughing loudly as you clung to one another and danced like crazy. Your head flies back as you laugh at something Ben did, your arms holding him close to you. When you look back to him, his face is now serious. He’s staring at your lips and then back at your eyes. 

“Do you wanna kiss me?” you ask, knowing the answer. 

Ben gulps and awkwardly laughs as he shakes his head no. 

“I’m sorry. I, uh...” he trails off as you just look up to him and smile. 

It’s like something came over him. A sudden burst of confidence hits and he was leaning forward and kissing you harshly. Your tongues clashed together as you elicit a slight moan into his mouth - which drove him crazy.

“Should we-” he goes to ask, not even thinking about Roger. 

But before he can answer, you already had grabbed his hand and were dragging him through the club and out the front door. Luckily, when Roger had left, that meant the paparazzi did too. You were in the clear. Once outside, you spin around and kiss him once more. His hands are on your hips as you bite his lower lip and smile. You back away and hail a cab as you both slide in. You’re all over each other in the backseat until a hotel pops up. You swiftly get out with Ben following behind you. You both are fast to rent a room and to get to it. Once inside, Ben slams you against the wall and attaches his lips to your neck. 

“This is so wrong.” he whispers against you. 

Your head was leaning against the wall with your eyes closed. You laugh as you tug at his hair and moan. 

“Just shut up and fuck me already.” you practically growl. 

Ben listens to you as he backs away and pulls your dress up. He swiftly tears your panties off, accidentally ripping one side in the process and destroying them. You jokingly frown and pout. 

“Aw, those were Roger’s favorites.” you tease as you smirk, causing Ben’s face to go serious.

He then undoes his pants and allows them to pool at his feet. You’re biting your lip as you lean against the wall and stare down at his throbbing length that’s hiding just behind the thin fabric of his underwear. He’s watching you the whole time as he pulls his underwear down, allowing himself to spring free. Your face goes serious as you bite your lip even harder. Ben smirks as he walks back to you and bends down slightly, picking you up. You squeal playfully as he slams you against the wall again, your legs wrapped around his torso. He lifts your dress up even more and without a moment to spare, he lines himself up and slams into you. You gasp at the fullness and moan loudly, not caring who hears. 

The whole night you were moaning out Ben's name, but you were really thinking of Roger. 

***

4 Months Later 

“Hey, babe?” you ask as you walk into a dressing room with Roger and Ben inside. 

They were all dressed up for an interview for the movie that was about to be released in months time.

“Will you hand me a water from the fridge?” 

Both Roger and Ben both nod and get up at the same time, pausing when they notice. Ben’s face turns red as your eyes open wide for a moment. Roger gives him a confused and serious look before bursting out laughing. 

“Nice one, Ben.” he laughs out as he goes to the fridge. 

Ben tries to laugh with him, but fails. He looks to you all serious as you ignore his weird look and focus on your husband as he walks up with the water and kisses you. You melt against him and smile as you run your finger against his bottom lip. 

“I love you.” you purr to him as he kisses you once more. 

“And I love you.” he whispers back before kissing you and walking out of the room. 

You keep smiling until he’s gone and look back to Ben. 

“Really?” you ask annoyed as Ben has the most guiltiest look on his face. “You do realize I call my husband babe, right? Not you. Do you know what could have happened if he thought something was up, Ben?” 

Ben walks to you and nods his head. 

“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I have this instinct that whatever you ask for, I’ll get it for you. Anything.” 

You watch him with narrowed eyes, knowing he’s trying to say something else. 

“What are you talking about?” you spat. “It was just water.” 

You go to turn around, but Ben reaches out and grabs your hand. You look back to him with a raised brow and sigh. Ben stares at you for a moment longer before smiling sweetly. 

“It’s been five months since we first... Got together.” he says, thinking of the right phrase. “Five months of sneaking around. We don’t have to keep doing that.” he says almost excited. 

You shake your head and remove your hand from his, causing him to frown. 

“What are you talking about?” you ask rudely. 

“I love what we have. I love being with you. I... I guess what I’m trying to say is... Y/n... I love you.”

Your eyes go wide and your mouth slightly falls open. You blink several times and half laugh as you shake your head and take a step back. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper. “You what?” 

Ben notices the unsatisfied look on your face and his smile instantly drops. 

“What we have is something special. I knew that from the moment I laid my eyes on you. Didn’t you feel the same way?” he asks sadly. 

You breathe out a laugh and shake your head. 

“What I felt was a really hot guy paying attention to me when my husband was busy. That doesn’t make him not my husband. I love Roger, Ben. Not you. A booty call isn’t love. You’re just confused.” 

“A booty call?” he asks, irritated. “That’s all you thought that was?!” 

“Of course I did! I’m married, Ben! I’m in love with Roger! I didn’t actually take anything we did serious, sweetie. Sex is just sex.” 

“You were just bored.” he whispers sadly. 

You just shrug and pull out your cell phone from your back pocket when an alert goes off. 

“Precisely. Look, Rog just texted me and I gotta go... I really am sorry, Ben.” you say with a serious tone. 

Ben raises his brows and looks away as he nods his head. 

“Yeah... Me too.” 

You watch him with a frown for a second longer before you turn around and walk out of the room, leaving a heartbroken and lovesick Ben all alone.

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Secrets ➸ Nolan Patrick

HI im back from a very very very long writing hiatus with some Nolan Patrick! there most likely be a part 2 to this so lets hope i can get around to that asap ajsdaksd

summary: reader is TK’s sister and wants Nolan really bad. they both can’t sleep n some stuff happens :)

warnings: nothing really

word count: 1354

find part 2 here

find my masterlist here

“Can’t sleep?”

The voice behind you made you turn around from where you knelt on the counter.

“Nolan,” you started, “hey, yeah, I haven’t had issues sleeping in a while but, uh, I guess they’re back. You too?”

“Yeah,” he scoffed, “Insomnia’s a bitch. Just ran out of my meds.”

“Well, you’re in luck,” you grin.

“Oh yeah, and why’s that?”

“Because, you’re staying here this week, and so am I,” you smile shyly at him, “We can keep each other company when we can’t sleep.”

“Yeah we can,” Nolan smiled, eyes flickering to the mug in your hand.

“Hot chocolate?” You offered.

“No thanks, maybe some of that amazing tea you always make?” You give Nolan a look. “Oh come on, please? If I make it, it won’t be as good.”

“Flattery only gets you so far, Noles,” you shake your head and turn to open the cabinets in your brothers kitchen, searching for a packet of black tea and mint.

“It worked with you didn’t it?” he laughs quietly, before noticing your endeavor. “It’s up here.” Nolan steps up behind you and reaches to the top shelf of the cabinet, bringing down the packet containing a tea bag and the mint in one hand. His breath fans gently over your neck, the curve of his bicep blocking your view of anything else.

“Thanks,” you murmur, he seems to take his time stepping away from you. “What kind of dumbass puts the necessities on the top fucking shelf?”

“Your brother, apparently.” Nolan finally steps away after setting the tea on the counter, and you can still feel the tightening in your stomach. He smells really, really good.

“Yeah, Travis is a dumbass,” you joke, trying to get ignore the heat pooling in your gut. Nolan laughs softly before opening the pantry.

“I’m gonna make some of the popcorn you brought with you and pick a movie okay?” He leans around the door to wait for your approval.

“Yeah, go for it.” Nolan disappeared into the living room of Travis’s apartment while you put water in pot and flipped the switch. You leaned against the counter, trying to control the overwhelming desire you felt for you brother’s teammate. You shouldn’t feeling like this, you shouldn’t want him like this. It was wrong, everything was all so wrong.

“Y/N,” Nolan hushed call comes from the living room.

“Hmm?” You pop your head out to answer him.

“Home Alone 2 okay?”

You grin. “Always.”  Nolan beams at you as you retract your head back into the kitchen. The water boiler switches off, signaling the water’s done, so you put the water into a mug (one you gave to TK), a spoonful of sugar, mint, and milk. At the same time, the microwave goes off, the popping from the bag inside slowly coming to a stop. Nolan walks in and searches for a bowl to put the popcorn in. “I’m gonna take this to the living room okay?” You gesture to the mug of tea in your hand.

“Oh, you angel,” Nolan grins and strides across the kitchen and plants a kiss on your cheek. Unfortunately for him, he missed, and his lips ended up on the corner of your mouth. Nolan’s eyes widen at his mistake, and instead of saying anything, he turns back around and retrieves the bag of popcorn from the microwave.

You want to die. What the f u c k. It seems like he doesn’t want to make this easy for you, and now you just want him even more. You set down his tea and your hot chocolate down on the coffee table and gently brush the corner of your mouth with your fingertips.

Nolan peeks into the living room to see you hand brush your mouth, and a dazed expression on your face. He squeezes his eyes shut and scolds himself for being so careless.

“I could only find one bowl,” you hear Nolan say as he plops down on the couch, “Hope that’s okay.’

“Uh, yeah of course,” you try (and fail) to seem unaffected. “Hand me a blanket, will you?” Half a second later, one of your mom’s knit blankets (that TK STOLE) was thrown over your face. “Thanks my man, thats what I really wanted, to be suffocated.” This send the two of you into a fit of giggles.

“Anytime, Y/N, just let me know.” You scoff and toss a pillow at his face. An “oof” sounds from underneath the pillow. A whine sounds from the kennel next to the TV.

“Yikes, someone needs to do his business.” You get up from your seat to go lead the small golden off of his bed. “I’ll be right back.” You clip the leash to Parker’s collar and step outside the door, waiting on the dog to relieve himself. Once he was done, you led him back inside and let him off the leash. He immediately jumped onto the sofa chair and sat down.

“Looks like someone else can’t sleep, huh?” Nolan remarked.

“That might be our fault, Noles,” you said, “ We did make a little noise. He’ll go back into his bed when he’s ready to sleep. Until then, he can watch the movie with us.” Nolan laughed, and only then did you realized how cold it was outside. You hastily locked the door and set the leash on the table. Your body shook - violently. Your steps around to the couch were slow, filled with shivers.

“Oh my god, Y/N, you’re freezing,” Nolan gasped. “Hey, hey, come here.” Before you could even comprehend his words, he had pulled you into his lap. He took the blanket he threw at you and the on he’d gotten for himself and covered the two of you with both of them. “There you go. You weren’t even outside for that long, what happened?” He rubbed slow circles into your back.

“I-I don’t know,” you said softly, partly because of the cold and partly because you were on Nolan’s lap. “I’ve always gotten cold really easily. TK’s the opposite, he loves being in the cold. I only like the cold if it’s outside and I’m inside.” Another shiver racked your body.

“Hey, I got you,” Nolan rubbed your shoulder and pulled you in tightly, laying your head on his chest. He pressed play on the movie and settled into the the couch. Parker watched you carefully, also settling into his spot comfortably.

At some point during the movie, Nolan’s warm (and giant) hand had found its way just underneath your t-shirt, rubbing gently, soothing circles. You hum contentedly and bury yourself deeper into the warmth, arms circling around his huge torso. You’d lost track of time, but you didn’t care. This, the two of you - it was perfect. Your legs were tangled together on the other end of the couch, two blankets enveloping both of you in warmth.

“Y/N,” comes Nolan’s soft voice.

“Hmm?”

“You okay?”

Always with you, comes the invasive thought before you could stop it. “Always,” your lips say. You mentally scold yourself for the words, and decide to attribute your stupidity to your exhaustion.

“Y/N.” You ignore him, too humiliated to look up at him. “Hey, Y/N, look at me.” You decide you have nothing to lose and tilt your head up to meet his lips, and kiss him. The reaction from him is delayed for a few moments, before he reciprocates full force. A moan slips from your mouth, and you adjust your body to face him. A rumble escapes Nolan’s chest at you brush your tongue against his bottom lip. The hand on your back slips down to cup your butt and push your body up against his. A whimper escapes your lips before he jerks away.

Your noses are brushing and your eyes are locked, your breaths heavy and mingling. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” Nolan breathes.

“No one has to know,” you murmur, kissing him again, gently. “No one.”

“Y/N,” comes Nolan’s mumble, before succumbing to his own desire and giving into you. “No one has to know.”

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If you wrote anything George Luz, Joe Liebgott, or Joe Toye I would be forever happy :)

Oof tough choice, they’re all great! I’m going to go with my sweet boy, Joe Toye. Sorry this took a hot second to write, I’ve had a bit of a tough weekend but I won’t trouble you with the details. Writing this did cheer me up, though! I listened to “Oh, Pretty Woman” by Roy Orbinson while writhing this so if you want to listen to it while reading, be my guest. (also this turned out to be a lot longer than I intended it to be but oh well). Enjoy!

Only For You

Pairing: Joe Toye x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, slight jealous!Joe, soft!Joe, some swearing. I think that’s it.

Word count: 1578 (sorry it’s a bit long)

He would never admit it, but Joe Toye had the biggest crush on you. The moment he saw you in line for dinner one of the first nights at Toccoa, he fell. Hard. You had sat next across from him that night and had sparked up a conversation with him about your mutual dislike towards your commanding officer. Since then, you both have remained close. You were so intelligent and level headed, yet you had spunk that could rival Nixon at times. Not to mention you were incredibly sweet and caring towards others. And that smile, Jesus Christ, that smile. Everytime you smiled, he just about died.

Of course, you didn’t know that he felt like this, but the entire company knew. All of Easy company’s men were sick and tired of him beating around the bush. So, a plan was hatched. 

It was one of the few times that Sobel hadn’t revoked everyone’s weekend passes, so the men were released from the confines of camp to have a night on the town.

Joe sat up at a bar with Bill Guarnere, George Luz, and Donald Malarkey.

“And so I took ‘em.” George finished his story, sipping his beer languidly.

“You took his pants?” Bill quirked a brow at his friend.

“Yep.”

“All of ‘em?” Joe chuckled.

“Absolutely.” George nodded.

“Well where’d ya put ‘em?” Malarkey asked, sitting on the edge of his seat. George shrugged, looking preoccupied as he checked his watch.

“Well I wanted to hide them so he couldn’t find, but hiding them with my stuff seemed too obvious… so I put ‘em at the bottom of Perconte’s foot locker.” George snickered.

“That’s why Webster isn’t comin’ out tonight? Because he ain’t got no pants?” Bill hooted in laughter, the other men joining him. George nodded, taking another sip from his beer.

“You are too much, Luz.” Joe said, shaking his head.

“Hey, he was the one who hid my P.T. gear and left me no choice but to run Currahee in full gear. He thought he was so funny, seeing me sweat my ass off. Who’s Mr. Funny Guy now, huh?” George muttered. He was about to say something else but was cut off by a loud cheer from behind him. The group of men turn to see you walk into the bar, a smile spread across your face.

Joe felt himself blush. For the first time he saw you out of P.T. gear and green jumpsuits. Tonight you wore your dress greens, your skirt stopping just above the knee and he thought your hair was done up real nice. You smiled and waved as you started to walk towards him, but you were suddenly swept away by Skip.

“Hey, Y/N, wanna play some pool? They’ve got a table and everything.” He said, throwing an arm over your shoulder and guided you to the other side of the bar.

“Aw, Skip, I’d love to, but I don’t know how to pla-” You tried to explain but Skip insisted.

“Sure you know how, I’ll teach you. Come on, the table is right over there.” Skip pushed you along, but before he could disappear into the crowd, he threw a very obvious wink over his shoulder and a thumbs up.

Joe sighed and took a swig of his drink. He was so close to spending the evening with you. Now, there you were playing pool with Skip. He should be the one playing pool with you. Not Skip. He bet that Skip could barely play pool, Joe would be a much better teacher. Joe glanced at the guys to see that they were all staring at him expectantly.

“What? Do I got somethin’ on my face?” Joe’s hand went to wipe his face.

“When are you gonna tell her?” Bill grinned.

“Tell her? Tell her what? I have no idea what the hell your talkin’ about, Guarnere.” Joe sputtered out. George smiled.

“You like her.” He said in a teasing tone, slowly reaching out to poke him. Joe swatted his hand away.

“Touch me and I cut it off.” Joe snarled.

“Someone’s suddenly very defensive.” Malarkey observed, making Joe shoot him a look.

Then he glanced over at you. You were watching Skip play out his turn. She looked up from Skip to meet Joe’s eyes. He immediately averted his gaze back to his drink.

“So when are you going to ask her out?” George was practically buzzing. Joe scoffed.

“I’m not.”

“What do ya mean your not? You crazy?” Bill exclaimed, gesturing to you across the room. “She’s totally into you, how can you not see that?”

“Don’t point, she’ll see!” Joe hissed, his eyes flicking frantically between his friend and you at the pool table. Bill threw his arm down.

“Do you want me to ask her for you?” Bill smirked.

“Dear God, please no.” Joe paled

“I’ll do it.”

“Fuck, Guarnere, I swear to Christ-“

“Hey Y/N!” Bill called over the crowd. You averted your gaze up to Bill. “C’mere! I gotta tell ya somethin’.”

Before you could make your way over, Joe leaped from his bar stool to meet you halfway. There was no way he was going to let Guanere ruin this for him.

“Hey Joe! How’re you doin?” You giggles at his eagerness. He shrugged.

“Oh not too bad, wanna go for a walk? It’s kinda stuffy in here.”

“But Bill said he-“

“Aw forget about ‘im. It was stupid anyway, c’mon.” He gently grabbed your hand and lead you through the crowd and out of the bar.

Once you both were outside, the sudden change from the sounds of the busy bar to the almost deafeningly peace outside made you both laugh.

“So how’d you like pool?” Joe quiried, slowly starting to make his way down the sidewalk. You shrugged, walking close behind him.

“It’s alright, I guess. Skip isn’t really that great at explaining stuff. I was kinda glad Bill called me over when he did. Skip had just explained the rules and I still didn’t have a clue as to how to play.” You laughed, making Joe smile.

“If you want me to, I could teach you sometime?” Joe blurted out without really thinking. He cleared his throat and shrugged. “I mean, only if you want to, of course. Or I could teach you poker? You like card games? I know a ton of card games we could-”

“Joe?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay? You seem a bit nervous.”

“Me? No. You?”

“Not when I’m with you, I’m not.” You blushed as the words left your mouth. Joe blamed the color rising in your cheeks on the cold breeze. It had to be.

“Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?” He made quick work of taking his jacket off before you could protest.

“Joe, it’s fine I’m not-oh!” He wrapped the jacket around your shoulders, the article of clothing practically swallowing you. You flushed a deeper red, pulling the coat closer to you. “Thanks Joe.”

“My pleasure.” He smiled. Out of the blue he leans in and pecks your cheek.

Your eyes go wide and stare at him in shock as he pulls away. His eyes are just as wide, his hand going to cover his mouth.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know where that came from.” He whispered so quickly you had to strain to hear him. But you did.

“Is big bad Joe Toye goin’ soft?” You teased with a smirk blooming on your lips, poking him his chest with your index finger. He chuckled, shrugging and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“Only for you.”

You smiled at his words. In a moment of bravery, you took a step closer to him, leaned up and pecked him softly on the lips with your palms laying against his broad chest. You felt him freeze for a moment, but it was just for a moment. He wrapped his right arm around your waist, pulling you as close as he could, and his left hand cupped you cheek affectionately. When you pulled away, you were both smiling. His faltered for a moment.

“Don’t tell the guys. Not yet anyway. It’s just, they’d-”

He was cut off by hooting and hollering coming from the bar. You both whipped your heads to see Malarkey, Luz, Guarnere, Skip, Penkala, and several others at the porch step of the bar cheering and whistling.

“Yeeeaah Joe!”

“‘S ‘bout time!”

“Atta boy!”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little as you lean your head on his chest with a sigh.

“Looks like they already know.” He shrugged at your words.

“Well now that they know, wanna remind them?”

You glanced up at him, quirking a brow.

“What?-” He cut you off with a searing kiss. His hands held your waist gently to hold you in place while you threw your hands around his neck. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away.

“A reminder or a warning?” You whispered, your lips still lingering on his. He smirked, pressing a kiss to your jaw before whispering back.

“Let them decided that.” A kisses on your cheek. “Let’s see,” a kiss to temple. “Who’s brave enough,” a kiss to your forehead. “To mess with,” a kiss to your nose. “My,” a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “Girl.” he finishes by pressing a peck to your lips.

“Your girl?” You smirk.

“My girl.” He smiled.

“I like the sound of that.”

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Talk to Me- Chapter 5

Summary: A brilliant idea on Steelbeak’s part leads to a fun time involving one of Domino’s favorite pastimes.

Notes: Another chapter of bonding and fluff before something more dramatic begins >:3

-First Chapter-

Steelbeak finished taking off the cap on the bright red fire hydrant, looking through the fence at his partner waiting on the other side. “Ready?”

Domino, standing a couple feet off to the side to avoid the incoming spray, nodded. “Do it.” He had both of his pistols out and loaded.

That was all the go-ahead Steelbeak needed to bring the thick wrench up to the pressure valve on top of the hydrant and start twisting it, releasing a fierce stream of water that rushed through the fence and all over the ground on the other side. It had been a while since he’d broken open a fire hydrant without his metal beak but, after some fumbling with the spare wrench from the emergency repair kit in the trunk of Domino’s car, it all started to come back to him. The struggle had been worth it, though, to see the excited gleam of anticipation in the loon’s eyes at what was to come.

Once there was a sufficient pool spread out across several feet ahead of him, Steelbeak gradually eased the water pressure until he was able to screw it shut again. “Alright, Dee- it’s all you!” He gave the darker bird a thumbs up once the cap was back on the hydrant.

“This should only take a minute.” Domino aimed his guns at the large pool of water and began firing at it. Instead of lead bullets, though, what came out of the pistols were small capsules that burst when they hit the water’s surface. Anywhere the capsules hit began to rapidly freeze over and, after firing enough shots to empty both clips, the ground was covered in a large, semi-even sheet of ice. “There.”

While Domino holstered his guns once more, Steelbeak tossed the wrench back into the trunk of the other bird’s car and made his way back through the open gate. “Lookin’ good, Dom.” He looked over the icy ground before giving the loon a wink. “And the ice ain’t lookin’ too bad, neither.”

“Smooth.” Domino chuckled quietly, giving the taller bird one of those charming smirks that made blood rush to his face. “If the ice is anywhere near your level, then this should be fun.” He returned the wink before stepping onto their improvised ice-rink, gliding across it with ease on his bare feet.

Despite the whole thing being his idea, Steelbeak was a little more hesitant to step out onto the ice. “Just don’t laugh at me too much when I start fallin’ on my face, alright?” He took a cautious step onto the slippery surface. So far so good. Now just add the other foot and push forward to- “Woah!”

Steelbeak, predictably, ended up sliding forward a few inches before his feet started to slide out from under him and he fell forward onto the ice. While he thankfully avoided hitting his face, the impact still knocked the wind out of him and left him momentarily dazed.

“Do you really expect me NOT to laugh after that performance?” Looking up from his sprawled out position on the ice, Steelbeak saw his partner standing in front of him. The loon was smirking down at the prone rooster with an amused smirk on his face, clearly enjoying the other’s misfortune.

With a grumble Steelbeak attempted to get back up, succeeding in getting as far as his knees without falling. “Well, ex-cu-use me- we can’t all be figure skaters.” He tried to get his feet under him and managed to get a few inches off of the ground before slipping again and falling back into a seated position. “Son of a-!”

He heard laughter and looked back up to see Domino practically doubled over and holding his midsection. While Steelbeak wanted to be mad over someone laughing at his clumsiness- and he really, really, REALLY wanted to be mad about it- he found himself just staring, instead.

Sure, he’d heard Domino laugh before, particularly tonight while they’d been talking, but the other man was usually so much more..reserved about it. A quiet laugh here, a chuckle there, maybe even a few seconds of more joyous laughter once in a while if something was particularly funny.

This, though…this was different. This was more like at the restaurant right after he’d revealed the trick he’d played on Steelbeak: It was raw and open and just so genuinely joyful between the sound and the smile on his face that it warmed something in Steelbeak’s chest and made it impossible for him not to smile and laugh along with him.

It took a while for both of them to calm down, having to wipe tears of joy from their eyes once they’d settled into quiet, breathless chuckles. “Here.” Steelbeak was surprised to see a long strip of purple fabric being dangled down in front of him. He realized quickly enough that it was Domino’s scarf and that the other end was being held in its owner’s hand while he looked down at him with a calm, patient smile as he waited for him to take the other end. “Or do you prefer having frostbite on your tail feathers?”

“Nah, can’t say that I do.” With a grin on his beak, Steelbeak grabbed the free end of the scarf. “Don’t go off on me if I pull ya down too, short fuse.”

Domino rolled his eyes, but the fond smile on his face made the action ultimately pointless. “You of all people should know that I’m stronger than I look.” Well, Steelbeak definitely couldn’t argue with that one after everything he’d seen the other bird do to guys more than twice his size. With that in mind he gripped the scarf firmly in one hand and pushed off of the ice with the other, managing to get all the way up to his feet with Domino pulling the scarf taut to offer him a counterbalance. “Three seconds without falling- you’re already improving.” The darker bird joked with a smirk. Steelbeak was about to say something snappy back in return- “Why don’t you hold on to that?”

“Huh?” Steelbeak looked at his partner in confusion, then down to the scarf still being held in his hand. “Ya sure ‘bout that, stripes?”

“If you keep falling like that, you’ll break the ice.” Domino said while wrapping his end of the scarf around his left hand twice. Once he was done, he held his hand up for the other man to see. “This way we can make it last a bit longer.”

“If ya say so, Deedee.” Steelbeak shrugged and mirrored the shorter bird’s actions with his right hand, wrapping the scarf around it twice. “Just don’t go too fast, alright? Im kinda rusty.”

“Wow, I never would have guessed.” The shorter bird said sarcastically before he pushed off of the ice with one foot to glide forward.

The sudden motion startled Steelbeak a little at first, but he was silently grateful that the other man at least heeded his request to go slow. It took him a while to get used to the feeling of skating over the ice, lots of long strides back and forth before taking slow turns around the edges to go back the other way. It had been a really long time since he’d been skating- at least two or three years, if he was remembering it correctly. Every now and then he’d start to lose his balance and nearly fall, but a firm tug on his hand would always level him out before he reached the point of no return. The quick pulls and feeling of tension around his palm were more than welcome and, after a while, a slight flush bloomed across his cheeks when he realized what it reminded him of.

He snuck a glance down, his eyes trailing along the purple fabric connecting his off-white feathered hand to the black feathered one on the other end. Even with the ends of the scarf wrapped twice around each of their hands, there was still a foot or two of space between them- just enough to avoid bumping into one another if they ended up falling. Still, despite the distance between them and the lack of warmth in his palm, the pressure around his hand and the bright smile on the other man’s face left him with a feeling better than every instance of the real thing put together.

“Dang…you’re amazin’..” It wasn’t until red eyes were looking at him with a quirked brow that Steelbeak realized he’d said those words out loud. He felt his whole face go red and he looked away in embarrassment, trying to recover from his slip of the tongue. “I mean, you’re, y’know, amazin’ at this skatin’ stuff! Haha, yeah, that’s it! Dunno how ya can do it so good with no shoes on or nothin’!”

When he hazarded a glance back at his partner, he saw the aquatic fowl was looking at him with an amused smirk. “Uh huh.” He said sarcastically before guiding both of them around another turn. “If you’re really interested,” The teasing tone of his voice clearly communicated that he knew the other wasn’t actually that interested in it. “It’s mostly because of how much I’ve practiced.” They got around the turn and started skating back the other way, the loon even showing off a little by skating backwards so he could face his partner properly as they talked. “My base up north was in a colder climate and we dealt with snow and ice quite a bit throughout the year. I spent a lot of time on breaks and between missions going out for walks and skating on the lake nearby. It was refreshing after spending so long cooped up in the academy.”

Feeling that the embarrassed flush on his cheeks had calmed down significantly, Steelbeak regarded the loon curiously. “Thought ya said your academy was up north, too?”

The amused smile on Domino’s face quickly turned to a grimace at the mention of his old training camp. “Yes, but I only ever got to go outside for training exercises..the instructor kept me too busy for anything else..”

“Real stick in the mud, huh?” Now Steelbeak really WAS interested.

“More like a thorn in my side.” The grimace turned into a full-blown scowl as he spoke, still keeping an even pace across the ice. “I don’t know what I did to piss him off, but the general in charge of my class had it out for me from day one: He always singled me out for extra work to do around the base, so I never had time to study. When I started my firearms training he shot me in the leg and gave the excuse of ��The first thing to train on is how to handle BEING shot’. Not to mention he took every opportunity to hit me from behind or pull out my feathers.” He rubbed at his head with his free hand, clearly remembering the feeling all too well. “Then, even after I passed my final exams with some of the best marks in my class, he STILL refused to give me my agent status and tried to make me an eggman.”

“Geez, what a prick.” Steelbeak was scowling now, too. “What’s the guy’s name?” He’d have to pay the jerk a visit sometime in the future, maybe see if he could pull a few strings to have him reassigned or put on a suicide mission or something..

“General Rover.” Domino huffed and shook his head. “I already-”

“Wait, wait, wait- hold it!” Steelbeak cut him off before he could continue, his earlier scowl replaced with a curious look bordering on bewilderment. “General Rover? As in General ‘Red’ Rover? Old dog, dark brown-but-kinda-red fur, some sorta Australian breed?” He moved a finger vertically over his left eye with his free hand. “Real bad scar right about here? Eye’s kinda milky lookin’ an’ don’t work that well?”

Domino looked a little baffled, but nodded nonetheless. “Yes, that’s him. Was he a friend of yours or-?”

The loon was interrupted once again, though this time it was by Steelbeak laughing so hard that he had to stop and grab the bars of the fence at the end of their path rather than turn as they had been. “You’re pullin’ my leg!” He wheezed out between his uncontrollable fits of laughter. “I-I’m dyin’! Oh-ho man, I’m dyin’ here!”

Domino eyed the taller man with a look somewhere between confusion and caution, likely thinking the other was in the process of losing his mind with how hysterical he was acting. “I think I’m missing the joke here..”

Steelbeak made an effort to calm down, he really did, but the whole thing was just so FUNNY that the best he could do was look at his confused partner with a face-splitting grin and gasp out a few words here and there between barely-restrained chuckles. “That..That’s the chump whose wallet I stole!!”

Red eyes blinked and widened in surprise. “Wait, are you serious?”

“Yeah!” Steelbeak tapped the eye that he’d indicated earlier. “I gave the old dog that scar when I was a kid! Cut ‘im an’ left my knife right in his eye- messed the old dog up for life!”

“That was YOU?” Domino’s confusion was quickly turning into amusement. “Wow…what are the chances?”

“I know, right?!” It still took a few more deep breaths for the rooster’s fit to finally stop. “O-ho man, that’s the best laugh I’ve had all night.” He used his free hand to wipe a stray tear from his eyes before looking at the darker bird with a grin. “Yeah, I think the guy’s got a problem with birds or somethin’, and what happened with me probably didn’t help any- sorry ya got the fallout from it.”

“Don’t, it wasn’t your fault he was a terrible person- I’m fairly certain he’s ALWAYS been like that.” The loon shook his head with a chuckle, a deadly smirk slipping onto his beak. “Well..I suppose I should say he was like that..”

Steelbeak smirked back at his partner, already getting an idea of what happened from that blood-thirsty gleam in the other bird’s eyes. “Ya blew up on the guy didn’t ya, short fuse?”

“Making me an eggman was the last straw.” The short-tempered bird sighed with a tone of mock sympathy. “He just pushed me one too many times. Such a tragic accident.”

“I can hear the world weepin’ over it.” Steelbeak matched the other’s mock-pity before they both broke the façade and started to chuckle and snicker again. “Wish I could’ve been there t’ see it.”

“Do you remember the man that grabbed my shoulder in the hall right after we started working together?” He continued when he received a nod from the taller bird. “Imagine that, but about fifty times worse.”

If Steelbeak had less self-control, then he would’ve trilled at the other’s words- the more sadistic side of his mind just adored what his partner was capable of (as long as he wasn’t the target of it, of course). “O-ho-ho, you DESTROYED ‘im, didn’t ya? C’mon, c’mon: I need details.”

“Well, if you insist.” Domino smirked as he began to recount the full story of how he brutally attacked his former instructor/tormentor.

Steelbeak had every intention of listening, too, more than happy to hear all the gory details…but a spec of red on the shorter bird’s shoulder distracted him. Normally he wouldn’t think anything odd about seeing red on his partner since it was one of the main accents on his usual outfit, but the loon wasn’t wearing any red tonight. What was even more out of place was the fact that it was moving like a bug, going up from his shoulder towards his head, but he couldn’t see any legs or wings moving. If anything, it looked more like a la-

“MOVE!” He acted without thinking and practically tackled the darker bird.

If what he saw didn’t kill him, his partner probably would.

<-Previous Chapter Next Chapter->

End Notes: Will I ever write a story where these two don’t end up in some kind of danger?...Probably not x3

Also, just wanted to add that I consulted @thefriendlyfour regarding the general from Domino’s training days to get a better idea of what a jerk he was and was granted free reign to come up with a name and design for him. I went with the name “Red” Rover to fit in with the children’s game theme that seems to follow any OC’s associated with Domino’s past x3 He’s an Australian Kelpie with dark brownish-red fur, contributing to his nickname.

[71tenseventeen]

Take My Hand (Take My Whole Life Too)-16

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15

Warnings for sexual content, male pregnancy, non-hockey Sid. Sid and Taylor’s ages have been altered to fit the story.

Perpetual credit to my betas, @queen-alia and @icosahedonist as well as the GC and @ljummen.

When Sid wakes sometime later, it’s slowly, his brain foggy. He slowly realizes Geno isn’t there anymore but he’s too tired to go looking so he stays and dozes on and off for awhile longer. Eventually he wakes enough to realize he’s parched and the water bottle on the coffee table is empty so he pushes up with a soft groan and slowly makes his way to the kitchen.  

The lights are on and he calls softly, “Geno?”

“In here,” comes the reply from the kitchen and then Geno pops up in the doorway.

“Is it okay if I stay tonight? I—” Sid freezes, words dying in his throat as he spots a familiar looking man sitting at Geno’s table, staring at him wide-eyed.  

“Of course you stay. You okay? Feel sick? Need drink?”

Sid shakes his head. “No, I—just tired but... “ He looks up at Geno, eyes filled with worry.

“Is okay, Sid. This Flower and he know. He my friend, can trust, you know?”

“Oh. Yeah. Yeah of, um, of course,” Sid fumbles his words before looking nervously at the goalie, cheeks getting pinker with every word. “Hi, um, Mr. Flower. Mr. Fleury.”

Flower grins and crosses the kitchen to extend his hand. “Mr. Flower has a nice ring to it—OW!” He rubs the spot on his arm that Geno just punched and rolls his eyes. “Call me Flower.”

Sid shakes his hand briefly, still glancing around nervously and Geno clears his throat. “Flower just leaving, yes?”

“I—Yeah okay,” he says, narrowing his eyes at Geno. “We’ll talk tomorrow after practice.”

Once Flower is gone, Sid looks at Geno. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” he says, gently catching Sid’s chin with his fingers. “Nothing be sorry for, you not do anything wrong.”

“But you had to tell him.”

“Was going to tell him anyway. PR think maybe I should wait so I do but then he come in and pretty obvious something up.” Geno shrugs. “I’m not worried. He’s my best friend on team. I trust him.”

“Okay,” Sid says, taking a deep breath. “Okay.”

“Now, how you feel? Shouldn’t be up so much, need rest to feel better.”

“I was just coming for another bottle of water and to ask if I can stay.”

“Sid,” Geno looks at him with an expression that falls somewhere between frustration and fondness as he pushes Sid’s hair back gently. “Of course you stay. Never have to ask.”

“Okay,” he replies softly. “Thanks.”

The next morning Sid still isn’t feeling great. He’s foggy and tired even though he slept so much but he has class so he drags himself to the kitchen and does his best to choke down a few bites of toast.

He knows Geno is watching him so it’s not entirely a surprise when he suggests Sid go back to bed for a little while. “I can’t. I have class.”

Geno frowns. “What time classes done?”

“3:30.”

That makes Geno smile. “How about I drive you to class and then pick you up after. Bring you back so you rest some more.”

“That’s really nice G, but I can’t do that. I have to work at 5.”

Geno’s frown gets deeper. “You work late?”

Sid shrugs. “Til close tonight.”

Geno doesn’t look thrilled but he just takes a breath and nods. “Make sure drink and eat, okay? And take break when can.”

“I will, G. I promise.”

“Okay. When you come back?”

Sid thinks for a moment before answering, “I’m done Wednesday at 2.”

Geno lights up at that. “I have meeting until 3 but you come and I meet you here when I’m done?”

“I can wait until you’re here.”

“Whatever you want, Sid, but you can come if want. Swim.” Geno grins because he knows he’s got Sid now.

Sid turns away, trying to hide his smile. “We’ll see.”

Sid still isn’t feeling great by Wednesday. He’s been busy with school and had two long shifts and not enough sleep. He threw up again yesterday but hasn’t told Geno because he knows what the response will be. It’s just because of the heat and exhaustion, he tells himself and thinks once he gets a good night’s sleep he’ll feel better. He always does.

So he has every intention of heading for the pool except he decides to sink down on the couch for a few seconds to cool off and that’s the last thing he remembers until he feels a warm hand gently pushing his hair back and Geno’s soft voice. “Sid? Sorry to wake you but you been asleep a long time. Think maybe I check to make sure you okay.”

Sid nods and sits up, slowly stretching his arms out. “I guess I fell asleep.”

Geno nods. “Find you like this when I get home earlier, figure you probably worn out.”

“What time is it?”

“Not late—little after six.”

Sid’s eyes shoot wide. “What? I slept that long? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

Geno smiles fondly. “Because if you asleep, you need sleep. I not mind. But do want to check on you now. Maybe you can eat and drink something?”

“Yeah. Yeah for sure. Sorry.”

“I already tell you, it’s okay. Stop apologize. Come, I made dinner.”

It isn’t until Sid is sitting in front of his plate that he realizes he’s famished and digs in. He has hopes that he can still take a dip after dinner but even as he’s rinsing his plate, his head is starting to feel heavy. He takes a few deep breaths but before he can turn to head back to a chair a wave of vertigo hits him so fast he barely has time to grip the counter for balance. Geno is at his side in a second, worry all over his face. “What happen? You okay?”

Sid nods but he’s really not. “I think I just need to sit down.”  

“Okay. Come on. I got you.” He slips a steady arm around Sid’s waist, helping him to the table.

Sid puts his head down and the dizziness slowly subsides until he finally looks up, flashes a sheepish grin at a very worried looking Geno. “Sorry.”

“Maybe should take you to doctor. Scare me, Sid.”

“No, I’m okay; just got a little dizzy. It’s just been really hard to handle the heat this week but I don’t need to go to the doctor. It happens sometimes.”

Geno frowns; Sid knows he doesn’t like it but he finally nods. “Don’t think you should swim tonight.”

Sid nods. “Yeah, I think you’re right.”

They settle together on the couch but within minutes Sid’s having a hard time keeping his eyes open so Geno gently ushers him up to the guest room he’s been sleeping in.

“It’s too early,” Sid complains, even as he’s shucking most of his clothes and climbing into bed.

“Not too early. You need rest.”

“Sorry,” Sid mumbles. “Not very good company today.”

Geno smiles. “You always best company.”

Part 17

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

2 big posts in one day? it’s more likely than you think!!!

Moze gameplay breakdown babey here we go

shit sorry i forgot my tl;dr the first time i posted this: the tablet is big important and might have eridian writing on it, it ties into the temple, the loot gun, the tablet in tannis’s infirmary on sanc-iii, and the planet holograms in Eleseer from TPS. also you get a special melee tool to break the purple crystals that i'm like 70% sure are Eridium and also, you’re never gonna believe this, but I talk about Atlas for a little bit because of it.

“lair of the harpy”

ah harpies. I’m shifting into Percy Jackson mode

just putting this out there

anyway as for what “Lair of the Harpy” means in bl3? Well we’ve seen in the We Are Mayhem trailer a bunch of flying Maliwan bots (i am assuming rn that those are Maliwan, anyway)

these green fucks

(u can tell that’s Jakobs Manor cause of the railing on the left) so i imagine that’s why it’s called the Lair of the Harpy. Could also be the lair of some evil woman character, idk lmao. 

Far more interesting than the Harpy thing, to me anyway, is this:

i wonder if that’s gonna lead us to the psycho basement with tv heads being hanged where the Hammerlock siblings are standing in front of the fireplace

i wonder...

nah but for real. I would almost bet money that the Vault on Eden-6 is in that giant volcano/mountain area. It just feels right. we’ve seen it both dormant (the leaked footage) and active (the 3rd trailer) so I imagine opening the Vault would cause it to activate. Tho I’m still hoping onto the hope that it’s a moon pool. Just saying, Randy, if you’re reading this... just saying.

we also see this glowing sparkle icon again, which I think pretty much confirms from the We are Mayhem trailer that those will show us where the Moxxi crew quests are.

we see an enemy called “Shredder Fanatic”, personally I’m a fan of Splinter, but to each their own. Uhhh but for realsies they probably deal some blade damage or have a high RoF weapon. 

a cool detail I noticed about the minimap is that elevated areas won’t get discovered until you reach that level. Thank god lol

part of this camp is made out of an old sailboat, which i think is pretty fuckin rad

makes me wonder if we’re ever going to see the areas of Pandora affected by the flash freeze again. How long do seasons last on Pandora again? I swear it was like 5 years or smth. oh well lol

i wanna know what this big thing is!! it looks cool. they mentioned that eden-6 was going to have a shitload of broken-down ships, so maybe this is related to it?

another look at what i'm assuming is Jakobs Manor. this is very hard because I keep getting distracted by the gameplay lol I’ve seen this video seven times! it shouldn’t be that enthralling!! and yet!

the combat music in this area is so fucking solid btw i am jamming the hell out

in awe at the size of this place. I’m digging the elevated hallway. i am very much getting a hogwarts vibe from here. the far right looks like an observatory, even.

“Big Donny’s Chop Shop - Open 7 Days” lmao

a gramophone and it looks like we can interact with it! i hope it plays classical music while we go on a murder spree

some sort of bridge? i assume that’s how you actually get up to Jakobs Manor. that may be why our quest is “go to Jakobs Manor”, we gotta fix the bridge before we can.

A Typhon journal!!!

No audio, though :( 

From the radio: “catastrophe lead [???] to a lets play (flay?). Craving some meat in a bite sized package? then try festy flesh meats with a bandit on the go. hey, we know you want it, but do you have the time to hunt it down? ...”

-moxxi speaking about her crew challenge i can’t understand the radio here-

[different voice] “... for an exciting announcement from the CoV’s own ministers of murder: Pain and Terror! Those guys are cooking up one hell of a sh-” [player turns off radio] I gonna assume he was about to say “show” cause they’re a Penn and Teller reference. These are the guys from the arena with the giant skull thing, i think i have talked about them before?

Eden-6′s version of the shock cactus?

El Dragon Jr.

OwO are those the same purple rocks as Promethea?

They look like they are growing out of a stone tablet, i mean look at the green light. also they have that same star pattern inside them as Amara’s arms and Maya’s phaselock!!! Which makes me think it’s raw Eridium just... growing out of a stone tablet. which IS WILD!!!

AND WHAT IS MOZE HITTING IT WITH?!

FUCKING ENERGY BLADE

that is not her normal melee weapon, BY THE WAY

she normally uses her Stab! knife!!!

when u try to break the purple rocks on Promethea, iirc the player character can say something to the effect of “have to come back here later”, so it’s possible later in the story we get something (the glowing red/orange/yellow) energy sword to break the purple rocks (eridium???). and yes you KNOW i pointed out the colors because Atlas.

After meleeing it, Moze says “let’s open you up” so im wondering if maybe those stone tablets come into play later? the (eridium?) crystals explode into sparkly purple powder

glowing green!!!! It’s weird, I feel like these are eridian ruins/tablets growing eridium or some shit. we’ve seen the ruins have lines of color across them before, but never strictly on one side. and also never saw them grow eridium. i wonder if that is a reaction to us opening the second vault on pandora? eridium grew on pandora from the 1st one, now it’s spreading because of the second? I deffo think Eridium is from the second dimension (it started growing on pandora after the opening of the Vault) and it’s our key to getting there. 

OwO

hey doesn’t that look familiar? I’ll give u like

10 seconds

...

...

yeah it’s the symbol from the gun

YEAH BABEY

AND GUESS WHAT

YOU KNOW HOW THE GUN WAS TIED TO THE TEMPLE

YOU KNOW HOW I WAS TALKING ABOUT TANNIS’S FLOOR TILE IN HER INFIRMARY ALSO BEING TIED TO THE TEMPLE AREA???

LET ME GO GRAB IT

THE TEMPLE

AND YOU KNOW I WAS REPLAYING TPS THE OTHER DAY FOR MY ANGEL ANALYSIS AND

FUCKING

ASGHDJUYKFDJTYHSRTAGR

THAT’S LABELING A PLANET IN THE HOLOGRAM

AAAAAAAAAAAAA THE ERIDIANS GAVE US A LOOT SPEWING GUN BUT THE GUN MAKES SENSE BECAUSE VAULTS VOMIT UP LOOT ALL THE TIME BUT IT’S NOT LIKE THE LOOT WE GOT WAS AROUND WHEN THE ERIDIANS CREATED THE VAULTS

ALSO I AM VERY CONCERNED THAT CORPSE IN THE TEMPLE IS TYPHON NOW AND THE BOOK IS HIS JOURNAL. WHY WOULD MAYA BE GIVING THE JOURNAL TO THE LITTLE GIRL? IS SHE ALSO RELATED TO TYPHON?

OKAY SORRY I GOT EXCITED but uh yeah idk if that writing/those symbols being the same was intentional or not but it exists and i'm losing my mind over it

i also just wanna know why the rocks are growing eridium and glowing green like what the fuck are your SECRETS 

Aurelia shows up as you cross the checkpoint at the bridge, so it’s pretty much 100% confirmed the Hammerlocks are helping us with the jakobs thing. considering Aurelia is contacting us and not Alistar, im REALLY worried about the shot in the We Are Mayhem trailer where he has red eyes. please don’t hurt him. also i love how Aurelia calls herself a rich bitch. she makes that shit rhyme lol

another look at that big tower thing. May be a different one, actually. idk!

round the corner and see a little camp on the left. through that tunnel up ahead leads us here

we head to the right and Zer0 ECHOs us, asking us to kill someone to complete a crew challenge

The target’s name is Heckle (and his rage name is Hyde)

Interestingly he has a megaphone strapped to his mouth

wild.

Lots of stuff! Zer0 sends you mail for killing the target and you are informed that the Crew Challenge is completed. You also get a challenge completed for doing it. You ever notice the actual gameplay of borderlands is very tied to yellow and blue? the color of the title is yellow and the vault symbol for it is red (except for TPS). just odd to me idk

looks like a little envelope icon appears under your minimap when you have mail in your inbox!

we can see some cryo freezing the swamp water here! that’s my favorite thing. the electricity is cool, but ice is cooler.

i love the way this dude runs. also we now know that his pickaxe is to burrow his way into the ground

looks like it will create a huge pink cloud so you know when its about to happen, giving you time to stop it. nice.

getting closer. guess that wasn’t an observatory after all. Awww mannn

lootsplosion from the loot tink

bigger lootsplosion from his bag

i believe this is our first look at an ‘artifact’ which are replacing relics from bl2 and oz kits from tps. and like the interviews said, they’ll be effecting movement! this one turns your slide damage into cryo damage, lets you deal more radiation damage overall, and allows you to slide faster and further. i wonder how broken this can get on a downwards slope with a super high level slide relic. let’s break the sound barrier!

anyway, that’s all i saw that caught my eye. I still haven’t completed my Mask of Mayhem analysis, I was kinda hoping something during E3 would help me figure out who those mystery robed maliwan guys are on it, but alas we got nothing of real substance. oh, i also gotta finish that mural piece... aw fuck