#‘THEY ARENT DEAD!!’ I shout as they drag me away

[terminalvelocityfrfr]

Entirety of tma spoilers!!

Just remembered that no one from the og archive crew survived might go cry now

[intynidad]

Hi hi!! Could I request the dorm leaders (if that’s too many, your favorites!) with a child MC? (Parental or older sibling sorta relationship) (also by child I mean 8-10 years old) Have a wonderful day, drink some water and eat protein! 💕

@moomoo-mochi OMG THANK YOU??

I love this so much I’m just a sucker for this kind of prompt!!

Also, this will be based on how I acted as a toddler (spoiler I was a stupid kid)

a health potion with risu giggles for a fellow merchant!

(also sorry I didn't know what to write for iidia or vil and I didn't want to write something that I wasn't satisfied 

The beginning 

-you careless puppy, How many times I told the two of you to be careful!- professor crewel was scolding you and your lab partner...well at your lab partner more than you, you were kinda busy trying to get out of the cauldron to listen 

You and your lab partner were assigned to do a regression potion that was supposed to work in reviving dead plants or turning rotten food into edible again but when you were measuring the exact amount of the last ingredient to finish the potion, somebody accidentally pushed you making you spill all of the ingredients...and yourself into the cauldron.

so now there you are extremely confused about what just happened and incapable of taking care of yourself for the 3 days the potion was supposed to last and now your lab partner has to take care of you until the potion wore off or mister crewel finds an antidote

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has an abusive mother and no younger siblings so our dear tomato is lost, he doesn’t know any rules that would help him take care of a little child so he asks trey for help (like most of heartsalybul when they have problems).

trey lets you eat pastries while riddle does his dorm leader duties but he looked away for a second and oops no child in sight...ok time to panic.

riddle was scolding some heartsalybul students that spilled all of the red paint in one of the chairs so now not only the other members of the dorm couldn’t continue painting but now the unbirthday party had to cancel and you know what happens when you break one of the queen’s rules

-OFF WITH YOUR- Riddle swung his magic pen

-wead!- riddle turn around to see you with a rose in your hand pretending it to be a magic pen

-off widd your wead!- you repeated swinging the rose up and down

riddle was stroked by your cuteness like a truck; he was speechless (also because picking roses was against the rules but lest ignore it) the two students he was scolding ran away because their dorm leader was picking you up and giggling at your little imitation of him 

-nono Off, with, your, head!-

-off wid your wead!-

Leona kingschoolar

-agh how annoying- the savanaclaw dorm leader wasn’t a big fan of children and much less taking care of them, he probably was gonna throw you at Ruggie or jack, both of them had younger siblings so they could probably take care of you better but there is one thing he didn’t count off

-LEONA OJI-TAN-...fuck, today was the day Cheka came to visit his dear oji-tan, now Leona is not only stuck with a brat but with a furball too.

-who are them uncle?-(owo who this) Cheka waved at the child that was behind his uncle’s legs-hi I am Cheka, wanna play tag?!-oh ho ho this gives him an idea

-Cheka this is Y/N, your new playmate-the lion cub had a little sparkle in his eyes

-you two can play all day and ill be watching you from that tree so have fun-hell yea he was a genius Cheka and you are entertained, and he can nap is a win-win situation for everyone

-WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH- and there it goes his perfect plan

-oi, what happened- you were in  sitting on the ground while hugging your knee and crying your heart out and Cheka kneeled beside you trying to comfort you 

-I’m-I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to push you it was an accident- now he looked like he wanted to cry 

-agh you two cut it out-Leona said in a low growl while kneeling beside you-is just a scratch don’t worry just let me-he picked you up.

now all of you were in his room he gently  bandages your knee while Cheka was holding your hand for “moral support”

-kiss to make it better Leona oji-tan!-

-only if both of you promise to be more careful-Cheka nodded- ok “pain, pain go away *woshh*, there you go- you moved your knee and started to giggle while Cheka was already dragging you to continue playing, the two of you were lucky that both were cute because not everybody can see this side of Leona and live for telling it 

Azul Ashengrotto

-Come, come everyone!-the leader of octaville tapped his fedora-For the price of 25 madol you can have for a limited time only a  photo of our dear Y/N as a toddler!-

and of course, our dear capitalist Ursula is taking profit from this situation.

you were sitting in a little chair all dolled up while jade took pictures of you with different students and Floyd was taking the money from dose poor unfortunate souls

An hour passed and there were still about 50+ students in line for a photo when Azul notice something about you.

your hands were in the form of a tiny fist and your eyes were watery and you haven’t smiled at the camera for the last photos even when Floyd made funny faces behind jade you weren’t enjoying this.

usually, he wouldn’t care about it, he was making some good money and that was the important thing but you were different, you were his friend

-the lounge is closed, everyone get out, Floyd take care of that and jade-he looked for a second at you-make something warm for our little guest-

all of the students in line emitted different protest sounds but a look at Floyd grin and everyone was already on the exit

-sorry for all that little one- he lightly patted your hair-what about I pay you for your work with some treats?-

-*happy gasp* YESH!!-you hugged his leg with a strong grip-

-nee~ nee~, why Azul can have a hug from shrimpy and I cant?-

-FWOYD!! :D-

Kalim al asim

-Kalim, please calm down-Jamil said looking like he is gonna pop up a blood vessel

-LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y-he was let’s say...excited about this situation

-JAMILLOOKATTHEMTHEYARESOCUTEANDTINYIWANNATROWAPARTYFORJUSTTHEMOMGTHEYARESOCUTE- 

-Remember to breathe Kalim and please calm down you are scaring them-Jamil said while kneeling to be on your level

-*gasp* I’m sorry y/n, I’m just so happy to be with you, are you hungry?-you give a quick nod

for the surprise of Jamil, the fact that you turned into a child made Kalim more independent???

he knew that crewel sensei asked Kalim to take care of you but he kinda assumed he is the one who will end up taking care of both of you.

-emmm Jamil-and here we go-have you seen Y/N around?-

-excuse me whAT??!!- Jamil shouted- HOW DO YOU LOSE A CHILD?-

-I didn’t lose them I just….temporally misplace them...OK YES, I LOST THEM BUT IS NOT MY FAULT WE WERE PLAYING HIDE N SEEK!-

-sure sure Kalim never anything is your fault-Jamil said between teeth-

Kalim could be a literal ray of sunshine but one of his bigs flaws were his “rich person behavior”

because he was spoiled and lived in a bubble he didn’t understand that his actions had consequences, in the good side he was working on it.

two hours had passed since that moment are you were nowhere to be found

now the scarabia duo was starting to panic

-OMG HOW IM SO CARELESS THAT I LOST THEM WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO THEM IM THE WORST FRIEND IN THE WORLD-

-KALIM CALM DOWN, PANIC WILL NOT HELP IN THIS SITUATION-

-WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME-

-BECAUSE YOU ARE YELLING-

-*snore*-

-..............................-

-Jamil,...did that pillow made a sound?-

-I think so ?-

*SNOOOREEE*

and there you were sleeping under a big mountain of pillows you fell asleep while playing so that, why you didn’t, respond to the calls of the two boys

-ok Kalim we found them and I hope this had taught you a lesson about taking care of things...well taking care of people-

-oh for the great seven I thought I was gonna have a heart attack-

-now you know how I feel and I really would appreciate it if you used this experience to-

-*SNOOOOREEE*-

And now Kalim was sleeping beside you

great seven give Jamil patience and have mercy on both of you when morning comes 

Malleus draconia

-arent you a little thing fufufufuf-

-old man be careful with them-silver said

you might be wondering, I thought malleus would take care of toddler Y/N?

Well, that was the plan...malleus is a reserved man, with no friends more than his two guards and the older fae that raised him, that was until he meets you, you looked at him in the eyes with no fear just a hint of curiosity.

you gave him his first nickname,”tsunotaro” a childish name that was almost disrespectful to the heir of the valley of thorns and one of the most powerful wizards of all twisted wonderland, yet you called him that silly name, you hugged him, you listen to him and he listened to you, you were his friend and precisely because that he left you at the care of Lilia, the mere thought of you screaming and running away from him made his heart ache

that always happened…

Malleus is used to that, since he was a child people looked at him with fear or caution but never with kindness except for one person, you

and he was determined to let that like that, but he couldn’t stop thinking what if something happens to you?

what type of friend he would be if he lets somebody take advantage of you in this vulnerable state?

a peek wouldn’t hurt

there you were, in the flower bed of ramshackle dorm both planted, taking dandelions from around and with inexperience and tiny hands crafting a flower crown too small for anyone except you.

he looked at you from the shadows carefully to not being spotted warding you like the dragon he is.

-hewo-small and tired eyes fixed behind a large tree

malleus was behind that tree…

-whats yowr name?-now standing up and slowly walking to the tree in question-are you shy?, is oke I won’t hurt yow-

like if a child could do any damage to him

-I made thwis fow you-you said reveling a second flower crown that was just a little bit bigger than the one in your head 

you let the flower crown on the floor near the tree and waited, malleus knowing how stubborn you were he knew you wouldn’t leave so he left his hiding spot thinking about the screams and the fear your little face will have

-waaaa, you big! (giggles)-again, no signs of fear-uppa uppa!-you said while rising your hands to the sky and opening and closing your little fists

malleus emitted a low chuckle and picked you up, when you got to his eye level immediately went for his horns  touching and grabbing all your little hands could

-you sure are a strange thing, little child of man-

[xxventiswindblumexx]

Shout out to @kyokokittykat for the help writing this part!

A Yandere Rantaro x Fem!Reader

"I did this for your own good, I'm doing this out of love, you've been dead without me"

His taunting words echoed in your mind as you're tied in his dorm, how did you get here? Well, it started when you were in the library, you were almost murdered, a metal steel ball rolled on the books and almost got you in the head and would've killed you if Rantaro had not pulled you back. The steel ball hit the harsh ground with a loud thud as he held you close to him, your back is against his now breathing heavily chest, he seemed greatly disturbed and honestly, you're not far from the same thought. Whos trap is this?! 

You looked at Rantaro as he sighed placing a hand on your head messing your hair up "I'm glad I came when I did, you could've been the next victim" He gave you a sweet smile but..how did he know you were there? He had indeed been a bit...stalkerish and creepy before but at least it did pay off to have him as a stalker, he did save your life. 

But something changed since that day, he's been more clingy and more..persistent in hanging out with you and being with you, you also been hearing strange noises outside your dorm window only to find someone staring at you, but before you could see who it was they left, only yo be assumed Rantaro. It's getting a bit excessive and more creepy than you would allow. You need to speak to him and luckily it seemed he wanted to speak to you too, that did worry you, he seemed serious, and knowing him it may not end too well but he did save you, he wouldn't just turn around and hurt you..right? 

Its almost night time when you was supposed to meet Rantaro b[out back behind the school but Kokichi stopped you 

"Heeeyyyyy Y/N! Why are you out so late? That seems kinda suspicious dontcha think~?" He chimed smirking, you sighed annoyed, you didn't want to be late.

"Nothing Kokichi but better yet what are you doing out here?" you asked, he laughed

"I heard Shuichi and Kaito train outside so I wanted to go bother them when they show up! "he grabbed your hand as you tugged back to get lose, now 15 minutes late to your meeting.

"Kokichi now is not the time-"you were cut off when he held you close

 "I know you're meeting that creepy avocado man, he walked by earlier and gave me the creepiest glare! But..It would be a shame if you were taken right out from under his nose! You see I like you and I'm sure we can make this killing game much more interesting together~!" He laughed but then a rather tall shadow appeared behind him 

"It would be a shame wouldn't it be? Too bad they're taken by me"His voice..it was dark, cold and laced with poison, he was not happy, it was Rantaro, he must've gotten worried when you didn't show up and went to look for you only to find you in Kokichis arms, how unfortunate for poor Kokichi Oma.

Kokichi jumped back letting go

 "Oh, it's just you, god you're such a creepy-ass arent you!" He teased the already pissed man who grabbed you pulling you to him. 

"This is your only and final warning Oma, leave Y/N alone and you won't be the reason ill become the blackened got it?" he threatened the other, at first Kokichi laughed but then his smile changed when he noticed how serious the man was 

"Oh well, it's not like I really liked them! It was a lie! Anyways ill go find Shihara-Kun to bother!" he said quickly making his escape.  Rantaro sighed annoyed but then smiled kindly "Now that the pest is gone let's go to my room, we will have our little talk there so there can't be any more interruptions"He seemed so kind yet scary at the same time. You should've rejected, should've said no but instead, you nodded and followed him. 

Once in his room he closed and locked his door, the room was pretty clean and neat, did he even sleep in here? It didn't seem like it, he turned to you and smiled.

"What did you need to speak about Y/N-san(Kun/chan)?" he asked as the question threw you off, you expected him to talk about why he wanted to speak to you. You shallowed thickly as you gathered the courage to tell him.

"Rantaro...You've been a bit..clingy, its been creeping me and the others out, I mean I feel someone is watching me at night and I wouldn't be surprised if it was you!"That came out harsher than you expected but he needed to know that he should back off some. 

His kind smile faded as he gave you a similar look as he adorned when looking at others, it sent shivers down your spine, he walked over as he placed his hands in his pockets 

"Y/N..oh Y/N, you don't understand, you're so nieve it's almost sickening~" His voice was much different, his look as if he's mad but his voice, it was more..as if he's entertained? 

He pulled some rope from his pocket, it wasn't very long but it will do. He was shift as he grabbed you and managed to tie your hands before you could react, but once your hands were bound behind your back he smirked.

"Oh Y/N, with your hands tied you look so vulnerable...so delicious," He said as you struggled in the restraints

"R-Rantaro, please! I didn't mean anything bad by what I said-" He cut you off placing  a finger on your mouth "shh, it's not what you said, well..it did aggravate me but I originally planned this already, you just fueled the already growing fire within me~"

"w-what..? Rantaro! Let me go-!"

"I did the for your own good" he started 

"h-huh?"

"I did this out of love, you would've been dead without me"

Your eyes widened as he climbed onto you

"Now you'll be repaying me for what I did with your body~"

He said as he kissed you roughly, you tried to fight back by biting his tongue as he growled "you..you bitch! Cant, you be grateful?!"That seemed to tick him off further as he had a type of survival knife! Where did he get that?? 

he was quick and swift at cutting at your clothing "h-how do you-"

"Don't you know? I'm the Ultimate Survivor, you're in for a treat dear Y/N~"That's his Ultimate? Before you could have the time to think he attacked your neck leaving hickeys as his slender hands explored your now exposed body, you shuttered as his hands were cold but his rings were colder, it didn't help the crystal necklace he wore now dragged along your stomach with every movement he made, so gracefully as if you were some kind of porcelain doll. 

He soon moved down your collar bone leaving more marks as he slipped two fingers into you, it took you by surprise as you yelped and moaned out but quickly biting your lip to prevent any more moans from slipping out. He chuckled moving them at a steady pace

"Already soaked for me Y/N~? Such a naughty girl~" He smirked 

"Unfortunately for you, I'm not a man who patient so this is all the warming up you'll be getting"

"W-what do you mea-Ah~!" He had trusted his hips into your own colliding as he stretched you out, he seemed to take note that you weren't a virgin "who?" he asked, you stayed quiet, not wanting to answer, and looked away. He pulled your face to him 

"Who?" he asked again as one sharp thrust got you in a moaning mess "K-Kaito!"It was true, you two had a one-night stand, I mean what did you expect when putting a bunch of hormonal teenagers together with little to no supervision? 

Either way he was not happy as his movements became rougher and harsher

"Ill be sure to pay that man a visit later"He said annoyed but the pleasure brought him back from his anger, his face melting from an annoyed look to a more pleased face. 

He held onto you as his hips rocked into your own roughly as you couldn't even keep in the moans, you was lost in the pleasure as you noticed his thrusts became more sloppy, you also felt a familiar knot building in your abdomen as you tried to speak "R-Rantaro I-Im-"

"I know I'm going to as well-"He groans in your neck as he released, but the problem was you don't remember him putting anything on. 

"Oh i see you noticed, you're mine and mine only, ill make sure they know~"

That's a lot of words! My longest yet! 1572 words! 

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Hopefully this is where I place my request ^^ So I was wondering what if Kai was almost Angel's 'one that got away?' Like Kai agrees to be in an arranged marriage to someone else because he thought Angel didn't like him back. Angel doesn't confess until the 'Speak now or forever hold your peace' part of the wedding and they run away or something? How about making it a Mafia au? Or would that be too much? Anyways have a nice day! I love your work!😁

First, I am SO SORRY-

"An arrangement marriage?" The man asks in shock at the elder sitting on his desk with a furrow on his eyebrows and nodding.

"Between the mafias. It will serve as a bridge for both our sides." Pops looked up to him with a serious expression "If you wish that much to repay me for taking you in, marrying with this woman would be a pleasure. Sakura is a perfect model of a housewife and is already warned of your... preferences. So try to cause a good impression."

"You can't honestly be serious about this." He asked with venom dripping on his tone of voice "How can an arrangement marriage can take us out of the shadows and give us back the respect the yakusa deserves?!"

"Is one step forward my boy." He sighed before getting up to fold some papers "I am quite shocked you are acting this way though. If there is something on the way of it you know I wont pressure you... Like (Y/n)?"

His breath caught on his throat at the mention of your name... oh... Pops knew how he could be cruel sometimes.

Years of yearning one and only touch of your smooth hands... run his gloved fingers through that hair that always somehow the scent of it get through his masks...

You were like a drug to him. He wanted you in all possible ways... yet he was a man of honor. He was sure you wouldn't like a once street rat and now a yakusa thug. A man whose was known of only being cruel and unforgiving... and germophobic.

Whose was he trick when all those sleepless nights all he could think about was you and only...?

"Chisaki." His thoughts were snapped by Pops serious voice "Well?"

"... no." He sighed and looked dead in the eye of the elder "There isn't any issues. We have nothing, so the arrangment can proceed." The words he just said made him want to vomit... and he was surprised at the sorrow and dissapointment look at hearing his words before nodding.

"Very well."

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Days passed by with him ignoring you... it pained him, but it was for the best... until he was obligated to dispense you on the day of his suffering... because he was getting ready to marry a woman he didn't love...

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Kurono almost dropped his drink as Irinaka shouted at you running out of the house, crying your eyes out as both mens interlocked looks before following you.

They actually found you curled up on a tree on a nearby park as Kurono sighed and made himself comfortable next to you.

"Let me guess? 'Oh! The only love of my life wont ever accept me and bla bla bla!" Iribaka tried to immitate your voice with a dramatic hand on his forehead before falling onto the ground with a curse due to Kurono only kicking him hard enough with a scowl.

"What's up?"

"A-Arrangment-! M-m-mariag-KAI!" You sobbed and clinged to Kurono as the man only lifted his arms up in awkwardness before tapping your back with a 'there there'

"Must be talking about the marriage of Chisaki and Sakura, arent ya?" Irinaka cringed through teeth as Kurono dropped his mouth on a 'O' shape as you nodded, still crying.

"Then why the fuck are you crying for?!" Irinaka shouted and made you yelp as Kurono scowled at him.

"Joi-!"

"Shut up haird bastard!" He pointed a finger at him before looking back at you "You like Kai dont ya?!" He grabbed onto your shoulder and shaked you a little as you nodded trembling a bit.

"Want to be with him?!"

"Y-Yeah.."

"HaVE A HugE FaT AsS CRusH oN THaT BaStArD?!"

"For crying out loud Irinaka YES!" You shouted as he finally stopped shaking you and stared deep in your eyes.

"Then fucking show him. Get the courage out of ya ass and go after the man you love for fuck's sake." You and Hari only stared with wide eyes at the man before he muttered out a 'what?'

"Is rare seing ypu give a good advice for a change." Kurono muttered before mimic sent him the middle finger as you wiped the remaining of your tears out of your face.

"Thanks Mimic..." you smiled as he helped you up.

"Yeah. Good. Now let's go because it's almost time of the 'I do.'"

"WHAT?!" You shouted in horror as Mimic and Kurono dragged you to the car as fast as possible.

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"They already said it!" Kutono shouted as Irinaka was almost dying of having to hold the man up to see the fucking window.

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF PEET!"

You shouted curses at them before barging in on the church and getting all the attention, on time to get the attention of Kai's face of disgust at the woman on his side trying to kiss him.

"I OBJECT!" You shouted at the top of your lungs as Kai looked at you as if you were a dead coming back to life.

"Who do you think you are?!" The woman scowled, clinging to Chisaki's arm before he snatched his arm to walk towards you as you meet him on the middle.

"What are you doing in here?!" He whispered shouted at you as you gulped to get the words out of your mouth.

"You always talked about how marriage was only suppose to happen when the feelings are true! You dont love her, dont you?" You asked and catched the look of his eyes before the woman grabbed his arms again and stared at you.

"Sorry sweety, but we were MADE for eachother. And since now you are a bit late, boohoo!eave us alone!" You narrowed your eyes at her before Chisaki snatched his arm in disgust as some hives appeared on his skin.

"Honey?" She cooed disgustingly as Kai narrowed his eyes at her.

"Kai... I..." you tried to speak as the feeling of hot tears started to gather on your eyes before you closed them "I love you! I always had! I love you more than you will ever know... but.. if you dont love me back is okay... I just want you to be happy..." you opened your eyes only to stare at the ground, hearing Sakura's laugh.

"Oh would you look at that! A lil dirty thing in this world falling for a yakusa and powerful man?! Give them a lesson honey for interrupting our wedding ~" She laughed as she tried to grab Chisaki again only for him to scowl at her.

"For you information, dont ever call me this unless you want to be found on seven different countries all at once." He growled, causing the whole church to gasp at his actions as Pops only burried his face on one of his hands "And second of all. I was a street rat you freacking sick."

The woman gasped with tears on her eyes as you snorted before feeling Kai's slender finger slitting your chin up to look at him, causing warm to spread on your facem

"Was that true?" He asked in a low tone who made you melt as you nodded.

"All of it." You whispered as Kai soften his gaze only to be interrupted by the woman's crying and whispers and dirty looks at both of you... he cursed himself mentally before seing the proud look Pops holded on his face. He waved his hand at the entrance of the church... mouthing the words of his freedom to him.

'Go. Be happy my son.'

He smiled as he grabbed your hand and took you put of the church. The parents of the lady he was suppose to marry coming to Pops with a angry look as the elder hold onto a serene smile.

"What is THE MEANING OF THAT?! ARENT YOU GOING TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT?!"

".. what can I do? My priority always was my subbordinates accommodations, my morals and now..." he showed at the door Chisaki just left "My son's true happy ending with someone he always loved, not one he just met."

"He shouldn't be considered your son after this disaster and dishonor he just made."

Pops just shook his head at the man's words before smilling.

[mcytheadcanons]

Dream Team as Ghost Hunters

Disclaimer: I know very little about acutal ghost hunting, all the knowledge I've gained from this is watching Ghost Adventures growing up.

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• They were no ghostbusters. But they got the job done when needed. Though the whole process was super chaotic, which explains why when people look for ghost hunters, that they are anyone's and everyone's last option.

• Though because no ever called them, they had to do things on their own. This time they had something special though. It was a haunted abandoned mansion. Its like a dream come true for them.

• They pack up their gear and arrive there. Sapnap is one of the most excited one there and is constantly having to be shushed by the two others.

• There enter quietly but Sapnap runs in making loud stepping noises and George just shakes his head in dissapointment as Dream is dragging Sapnap back to the group.

• Key is to stick together right? Yes, it is. They stick together for most of the time and acutally get things done.

• Just kidding, you acutally thought one of them wouldn't get lost? It wasnt even a minute in and they are all already separated.

• George looked away for a minute and Sapnap was gone exploring who knows what. Dream had to go find Sapnap and that was their great demise.

• George here, is the brains of the team. He usually stays near the entrance with extra equipment and passes the things out accordingly to each person.

• He is one of the calmest of them, but when alone in a dark cold corridor with something right behind him. You will hear his scream as he rushes away quickly.

• Sapnap is the bravest of the team. He usually takes on the big things that the others arent willing to do. Like once he stayed trapped in a prison cell for about the whole night just to see if he could get something out of it.

• He is extremely loud and impatient. When looking around rooms he gets bored, yawns. And finds something interesting to do. He always is shouting at the ghosts for them to make an appearance. Dream can literally hear Sapnap shouting, "GET OUT HERE AND GIVE ME A DAMN SIGN YOU WH*RE." or insults to the ghosts from time to time. "I BET YOU ONLY SHOWER ONCE A WEEK, DISGUSTING."

• Sapnap always manages to anger them by doing this, causing the whole team to have to leave the building. George and Dream are discussing stuff and where they should set up equipment, then they just hear Sapnap's scream ring throughout the whole place. They look over and see Sapnap rush to the entrance but by then, they already trapped and stuck for maybe another couple hours.

• Dream is the leader of the group. He keeps everyone stable, or at least George. Sapnap is too much. Dream is acutally patient with George and giving out the equipment and explaining everything.

• When everyone is acutally together, Dream takes most the main actions. When they have the room set up, Dream walks around near by areas with the EMF and the Inductive Probe, trying to get even the slightest sign. Whenever something paranormal happens, he gets a little jumpy, but doesnt scream at the top of his lungs like George or Sapnap do.

• Meanwhile, George and Sapnap are letting a camera go off to see if they can catch any orbs on camera or such. They always fight like little kids. When George is waiting for Dream to come back, Sapnap starts to be annoying, by pressing buttons and asking "What does this button do." But George always slaps his hand away countless times.

• George starts whisper yelling at him and then it starts to get louder and louder until a door slams open with an angry man with dirty blonde hair standing there, looking them dead straight in the eyes. Then they both are silent like they just got yelled at and they go back to what they were doing.

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Uhhhh i hope you liked it. Sorry for the lack of posts lately!!! Im super behind ha.

[justsomefluff]

Can we have a reaction for Ateez finding their s/o sleeping in random places, like the kitchen floor or a cabinet, under the bed? Please and thank you!

A/N: This is so funny to me because I relate so heavy no lie.

Hongjoong:

Okay, so basically

You fall asleep on the couch, waiting for Joong to get home so you could go to dinner together

At some point during your little nap, you fall off of the couch and onto the floor

The only real problem with this is that you are right underneath the lamp

So, the only logical solution to this new problem is to roll under the coffee table

Which you do, and then just fall asleep again, no biggie

When Joongie finally gets home he calls for you like always

Totally expects you to come running, excited for dinner

But, alas, you do not

So, he spends about an hour looking for you all over the place

Kinda starting to freak out

Ends up standing in the living room and pounding your number into his phone

After the first ring, he hears your phone going off in the same room

and then a very loud thud followed by some less than polite vocabulary

He looks down at you, wiggling your way out from underneath the table and stretching for your phone

You notice him, and it’s kinda awkward for a second

you kind of feel like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t be

“Hey” 

“hey…”

Then Hongjoong is laughing

like full falling over in tears laughter

Like how dare you judge me for sleeping where I am safe from the light

After he finds his composure, he just tells you to get up so you can get food

And you do, and he doesn’t mention it again

Not in words anyway

But if ever he can’t find you, he always checks under the coffee table first

Seonghwa:

(PRETTY BABYYYYY)

Okay so Seonghwa was gonna be home in about 2 minutes based on his text

So, you decide to try and scare him

Knowing he typically goes to the kitchen first, you situate yourself in a cupboard

There’s literally a pan handle up your ass, but it’s worth it for the prank

Seonghwa’s 2 minutes quickly turn into a half hour

You’ve fallen asleep by then since you had been sitting still for too long

When your boyfriend finally gets home, he’s already shouting apologies into the front hall

“THERE WAS SO MUCH TRAFFIC”

just his excuse to complain no lie

As predicted, he goes straight into the kitchen, still ranting about his day

fully expects you to join him at some point

Did not expect that you would be crawling out from the cabinet though

You heard him yelling once he got into the kitchen and you were like “I guess it’s too late now”

You push the cupboard door open… straight into his shins

“AH OW WTF”

he jumps about 10 feet

so I guess the prank kind of worked??

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

you just kinda shrug, still a little groggy and sore from being in such a weird position

“were you asleep?”

you nod and yawn and then all of a sudden he’s soft

Scoops you up and plops you on the couch for cuddles

Will definitely make you answer his burning questions later but he’s feeling all snuggly now so it can wait

Yunho:

(Barefaced Yunho im in tears)

When Yunho comes home after work, having stopped and picked up ice cream because he felt he deserved it (AND HE DOES)

Struts around the house with the ice cream balanced on one hand

Hoping to find you and make you laugh

Cannot. Find. You. Arm. Getting. Tired.

Finally puts his arm down, totally defeated

Wanders through the different rooms before he catches a glimpse of your socked foot peeking out from behind the couch

Leans over and sees you fully tucked in, blankets and pillows everywhere

Knocked OUT

He gingerly steps over the couch… jk he tripped

Falls on you

You scream because 1) scary 2) ow

He’s stuttering apologies but also laughing his booty off

Asks what you are doing back there in the first place

“wanted to make a fort but got sleepy”

“FORT FORT FORT”

demands that you get up and help him finish making it

“I’LL GET THE SNACKS”

eventually, he returns with basically the entire fridge

then you set up a movie and snack together and its so cute but then you both end up passing out anyway because the fort is just the comfiest

Yeosang:

ok one thing I will say about Yeosang is I feel like he can pretty much fall asleep anywhere too so he’s not gonna judge you

how you ended up falling asleep on the bathroom counter may remain a mystery forever

you vaguely remember climbing up on it to get a better look at a zit or some other blemish you wanted to get rid of, but after that who knows

Yeosang rushes into the house after work

literally screaming that he’s gonna pee his pants

Runs into the bathroom and slams the door

Scares you and you almost slip off the counter and onto the tile floor

“GET OUT I NEED TO PEE”

you’re barely awake and he’s screaming at you

so confusing but you just kind of waddle out the door and fall into bed

you wait for him to finish and he comes out with a smile

“I’m better now”

“you woke me up you dramatic idiot”

“what do you mean? I didn’t wake you up, you were in the bathr- OHhhh”

You just kinda pout at him and he comes and sits next to you

strokes your hair for a little bit

You’re almost asleep and he can tell

“LETS EAT”

“KANG YEOSANG I SWEAR TO GOD”

and then you’re chasing him around

he is fearing for his absolute life

like he’s gonna suffer the wrath of a thousand suns for waking you up twice

boy better PRAY

San:

In the morning, San had woken you up and coaxed you out of bed with the promise of coffee

he did not tell you that he did not yet go and get the coffee

So, when he skips out the door to pick up your drinks, you literally just drop to the floor in front of the welcome mat

Like I’m sleeping and I don’t care where I just need it

And it was actually a pretty good morning nap until San almost knocks your nose off your face when he swings the door open

At first, he’s kinda worried like… “you good”

And you just scold him for almost killing you with the door

“Not my fault you chose to sleep on the floor. I got your coffee”

Thrusts it into your face

the only thing more bitter than your face is the drink

“you almost killed your sweet sweet baby aren’t you sorry?”

“it’s you’re fault in the first place”

and I mean he’s kinda right but he’s the reason you’re tired

waking you up early with lies… coffee wasn’t even ready yet

so you have a good natured squabble about your sleeping habits and San’s door-opening habits before coming to an agreement

You can only sleep in front of the door when he’s already home

And he can swing the door open with as much dramatic flare as he wants… as long as he can see you are clearly not within range

a perfect compromise imo

Mingi:

Mingi is such a dork okay

when he finds you curled up in front of the oven he starts laughing really loud

shakes you awake because he just has to know what you think you’re doing

You explain, patiently, that you are waiting for your brownies to finish, and that the oven is really warm

Mingi will just nod in agreement and be like “of course, of course. you’re so smart, jagiya”

Gets up and leaves you there for a minute but then returns

He has more pillows and an extra blanket

He also brought your laptop so you could watch a movie

He pulls you into his lap after he sits himself on top of some pillows

Covers both of you in the blankets and then makes you hold the computer on your lap

You fall asleep again within 10 minutes, and although he’s getting sleepy he’s like

Someone has to make sure the house doesn’t burn down

Mingi should not be in charge of this and we all know it

But what can he do?

So he watches the movie for a while before the timer on the oven finally goes off

You snap awake so quickly that Mingi jumps a little

“MY BROWNIES ARE DONE”

and then you eat brownies and cuddle some more

But Mingi is not allowed to have as many brownies as you because you did all the work in the first place so TAKE THAT

Wooyoung:

(hIS SMiLe)

When Wooyoung gets out of the shower after a long day and finds you… not in bed where you should be

He pouts…like a lot

Wanders around for a while

Almost gives up when he catches a glimpse of the hoodie (his hoodie) that you’re wearing

Opens the closet door…was kinda scared not gonna lie lmao

Then he’s LOUD

laughing at you like a crazy person

Screaming at you through his laughter

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARENT YOU IN BED? HOW ARE YOU SLEEPING HERE?”

“WOOYOUNG TAKE IT DOWN LIKE 18 OCTAVES, KID”

whispers, “sorry”

asks you again what you were doing 

you just kind of look at him because, to be honest, you don’t really know either

just experimenting with some new bedding, I s’pose

He drags you out of the closet by your heels and forces you into bed where he cuddles you close

you can still feel his chest vibrating from all of the giggling

He never gets over this

every time he finds you sleeping in a new spot, he’s like “FIRST THE CLOSET NOW THIS”

Jongho:

Jongho gets protective when he finds you sleeping in weird places

He doesn’t want you to wake up stiff from being in awkward positions and everything

So when he finds you dead asleep on top of the kitchen table, he is less than surprised

Like he knows you’re a whole ass meal but seriously?

But also lifts you and walks you over to the couch

Sets you down and then just stares at you like a creeper until you wake up

When you do, he’s scolding you straight away

“You’ll hurt your back”

“what if you fell”

“MY GOD WE EAT THERE”

And then you’re laughing because even he knows he’s being dramatic and he always is when you do things like this

“thank you for moving me to the couch, Jongho”

he huffs but he’s like “you’re welcome”

Always tries to make you promise not to sleep in such strange places anymore

“What you do in practice, you’ll do in the game”

“What does that even mean”

“One day we will go out to dinner and then you’ll probably just get on the table and sleep or something”

So dramatic, but he really loves you and everything he says is just out of worry

But every time he scolds you, you both end up laughing at each other 

And he secretly has a folder on his phone titled “where is y/n sleeping today?”

[princessjungeun]

7:30 Backstories: Ryujin

Content warning: guns and bombs

That Tuesday night when Seoul got attacked, Ryujin was at home in her bed, her girlfriend in her arms. Jisu has decided to spend the rest of the week at Ryujin’s, as Jisu lived in the heart of Seoul. For safety she headed to her girlfriend’s house, an hour outside of the city.

When the first bomb dropped it was heard distantly, but not felt. Ryujin felt Jisu’s body tense at the sound “what was that?” Not wanting to admit she knew what was to come, Ryujin responded “it was probably nothing baby, try to sleep.” Jisu asked “are you sure?” Ryu...I’m scared.”

Ryujin pulled the smaller girl closer into her arms, “we’ll be fine baby girl just try to sleep okay?” Jisu complied, nuzzling into Ryujin’s neck, her lips softly placing kisses on her lover’s skin.

That night Ryujin didn’t sleep. She continued to hear bombs dropping, the sound didn’t get louder with time, they stayed distant.

In the morning Ryujin noticed her younger sister Yuna had slept through the entire thing, not realizing their country was under attack. The news channels were all reporting that the city was attacked and enemy forces were trying to control the capital. Some people in the city had been captured and taken by the enemy as well. These people either forced to become enemy soldiers, held for ransom, or simply murdered.

Upon hearing this Ryujin’s parents decided the family needed to split up. Yuna, Jisu, and Ryujin’s mother moving further south, away from the city, was best. Whereas Ryujin would live with her dad in the mountains. Quickly the family packed bags, and loaded their vehicles to leave in the night.

“Ryujin-ah. We have to go, come on now.” Her father waved for her to say her goodbyes. Ryujin hugged her mom first, “bye eomma. I’ll see you soon ok? I love you.” Her mother held her eldest in her arms, for what they both didn’t know would be the last.

Yuna hugged her older sister “I’ll take care of Jisu for you ok? I know I’m the baby but I can do it. I’ll do the same for mom. Just look out for dad ok?” Ryujin nodded and pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

Jisu collapsed into her girlfriend’s arms, she sobbed heavily not wanting to say goodbye. Ryujin kissed her “It’s okay baby. No tears, you’ll see me again. I’ll see you soon, I promise I will find you.” Jisu chokes out “what if you don’t?” Brushing a piece of hair from her girlfriend’s face Ryujin said “I will. I promise, there’s nothing that will keep me from being with you again. I love you Jisu-ah.”

Ryujin left with her dad that night, they arrived in the mountains not too long after. From that day forward Ryujin’s father taught her how to survive alone. He also taught her to shoot guns. Day in and day out she worked on her aim until she never missed her target.

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“Dad? Hello? Anyone home?” Ryujin woke up one morning around 5 AM. The birds outside were already singing, the sky was just starting to get light. She walked into the kitchen and saw a note on the stove:

My Ryujin,

Please take care of yourself. I want you to leave as soon as you read this. I left while you were asleep, do not look for me, I am long gone from you now. Go find Yuna and Jisu. Your mother and I are together, do not worry about us. You have what you need to survive like Ive taught you. Start to head South East, there you should find Yuna and Jisu. Please protect yourself, my eldest daughter, my pride and joy, I love you always.

-Dad

Ryujin did as she was told, throwing all her stuff into a bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She grabbed her and her father’s guns before leaving the house.

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Ryujin wandered for weeks, she knew she had a destination, but she didn’t know how to get there. A few passerbyers helped her here and there, but she often didn’t ask for help out of fear they’d send her in the wrong direction.

She made it out of the mountains fairly quickly and to where she assumed was south east. Sometimes she stopped in towns, stealing from vacant houses and stores. Day and night she walked alone, dragging herself along, the only thing driving her was Yuna and Jisu.

Another night, another empty town she wandered through. Her body starting to give beneath her she decided it was time she stopped and went to sleep. Finding a house she kicked open the door and walked in, searching it high and low for people before settling in.

This home had clearly been abandoned for months, it reeked of dust and dry mold. The furniture definitely harboring dust mites and bed bugs. She choked on the smell every few minutes but she’d have to deal with it until she could get moving tomorrow.

Ryujin found an old wooden dresser, heavy enough to barricade the door from anyone coming in. She pulled the windows down and dragged the drapes over, making the room dark enough to see, but also dark enough to sleep. She found a spot in the corner of the main area of the house. The wall caved in just enough to cradle her body just the right way. She leaned back, resting her head on a balled up shirt she pulled from her bag. Making sure she was secure, she kept one gun strapped to her back, the other in her arms. She softly hummed to herself as she drifted off to sleep.

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A loud pop followed by a mirror shattering in the home woke Ryujin up. The sky was still dark, but she was now very much awake. She dropped to the ground wondering where the bullets were coming from, there was nobody in town when she arrived.

She heard the shouts of three people, two girls and a boy. They were yelling to each other in a mix of English and Korean, one girl having a distinct Australian accent.

Ryujin crawled on the floor and peered out the window. She noticed the three people yelling were young, a girl with lavender hair hiding behind a tree. Unlike other people Ryujin’s seen, this girl didn’t look scared. The girl was tall, she had long, thin arms and legs.

The lavender haired girl sprinted across from one side of the street to another. Crawling up a tree as if she was a squirrel. Ryujin heard her shout “Can one of you two do something? They’re going to kill us!”

Usually Ryujin wasn’t one to help other people in these situations. However she realized that if they made it this far and they’re this young, and not dead, they’re worth sticking with. She saw the boy had muscle, one girl had throwing knives, and the other was quick on her feet. These were the people she wanted to be with.

Ryujin slipped onto the roof of the house, laying down and easily spotting the enemies of these young people. Propping herself up on one arm she found her first target. Closing one eye she focused before pulling the trigger, hitting the person square in the head, between their eyes. She did this until she hit all five of her targets.

The lavender haired girl slowly came out of the tree she hid in once she deemed it safe. The boy and other girl coming from behind bushes. The three looked around the empty street wondering who saved them. Ryujin stood up and slid down the roof, landing on her feet in front of the three.

Ryujin held her gun in her hands, it wasn’t loaded and the lock was on, but they didn’t need to know. “Put your hands up!” She told the three sternly.

Ryujin looked them all up and down, walking around them to see if they had anything they could immediately hurt her with. “Who are you all associated with?”

The boy spoke up “we arent with anyone. It’s just the three of us, we’re just trying to find our friends and families.” Ryujin stated firmly “I want in.”

The lavender haired girl responded “hell no. We don’t know you. You could work for someone we don’t want to be around.” Ryujin laughed and said “either I join you three or only one of us is walking away from this. And i’ll give you a hint, she doesn’t have purple hair.”

The third one looked at the purple haired girl and the boy, she immediately said “deal.”

Ryujin smiled and dropped her weapon and let it hang on her back.

“Alright, let’s go then.”

[wollymalfoy]

Hogwarts is my home (pt6)

Masterlist for the previous parts :)

Tags: @samnblack @idontknowwhatthisisfam @mrspadfoot4

Writers note: I haven’t spell checked this because I’m lazy and I don’t want to keep you all waiting! 🤣

You sat in Hagrids with the golden trio, ‘why don’t we just set him free’ said Harry as him and Hagrid gazed out of the window. ‘Yeah we could sneak him away before they come and get him’ you said sadly. ‘Ahh they’d know it was me’ Hagrid said sadly. You ran over to him and gave him a hug, your arms barely going round half of him. You and Hermione argued with Hagrid to let you stay but he refused to let you see something so horrible. You sat fumbling with your fingers ignoring the sound around you, you wanted to be with Hagrid, to help him through this and it hurt you not being able to. ‘Scabbers!’ Ron said joyfully. You looked up and watched as the rat was handed to Ron. ‘I think that means you owe someone an apology’ Hermione said harshly. ‘Right, when I see Crookshanks I’ll let him know’ he said cockily. You scoffed at his and Hermione gave you a stern look, ‘I meant me!’ She said looking back to Ron. The vase behind Hermione broke making you jump. ‘What on earth was that!’ You yelled. ‘OWW!’ Harry yelled. You ran to the window and saw that three men where approaching the hut. ‘You shouldn’t be here’ Hagrid said panicking. You all left quickly, careful to not be seen.

-

You sat at the top of the hill, your head buried in your eyes waiting for the sound of the axe. Hermione began to cry behind you at the sound of the beheading. You held in your tears you had to be brave, for your friends sake. The thought that it was Dracos fault crept back and added to the sadness you already felt. You couldn’t comprehend that the vulnerable person you knew too well would do something so horrible. You knew he had issues, but to get an innocent creature killed! Ron gasped. This made you come out of the trance you was in. ‘he bit me.’ You turned around to see scabbers run from Ron. Ron ran after him tripping as he did so. He’d just gotten him back he couldn’t lose him again. You, Harry and Hermione followed him. ‘Scabbers doesn’t seem to be a fan of him anymore’ you said out of breath until you saw what tree Ron was near. ‘Erm guys...’ you said tapping Harry’s arm. ‘You do realise what tree this is’ Hermione said keeping her eyes on the tree. Ron pointed behind you with a teffified look, ‘Run! It’s the grim!’ You turned to see a shabby black dog, you tripped as it ran towards you and jumper over the three of your heads. It ran towards Ron his face full of terror and grabbed his ankle pulling him into the womping willow. He cried in pain and in fear as he was pulled. You sat stiff with terror as you watched Harry and Hermione run after him. THWACK! The womping willow threw them back. This made come back to reality, you got up from where you lay and ran to the castle. ‘Where are you going!’ Harry yelled. ‘I’m getting help’ you yelled not looking back.

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You ran through the halls almost losing balance as you turned each corner. You found yourself in the dungeons and rapping on your fathers office door. Although you hadn’t spoken to him properly since you had gotten back from Draco’s you needed him and you was prepared to put aside your differences to save a friend. There was no answer. You barged in to see if he was there but the place was empty. You breathed heavy, panicking, thinking of where he could be. You ran around the dungeons looking for him, his classroom, his bedroom, the store cupboard. You couldn’t find him. The next person you thought of was professor Lupin. He was the defence agains the dark arts professor he could help. You ran up the marble stair cases and barged into his office, not caring for knocking, your friends where in danger! Professor Lupin wasn’t there however your father was looking at a piece of parchment on the desk. You recognised it, the marauders map. Of course you knew what it was you’d been friends with Fred and George for many years now. There was no time to question why the map was there or why your father was alone in Lupins office. ‘What are you doing here it’s late’ you father asked his voice soft. ‘I need help, it’s Ron, he got dragged Into the womping willow’ you managed to say, still panting, ‘a big dog, you need to help him.’ He saw the panic in your face and glided towards you and out the door . You followed him, ‘Y/N you need to stay here I’ll sort this out’ he said. ‘No I’m coming!’ You yelled trying to keep up with him. ‘I don’t want you getting hurt Y/N’ he said sadly. You ignored him and followed him on to the grounds.

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You headed down the cramped passage in the womping willow. Where did it lead to? you had no idea. ‘Very well, kill him’ you heard a familiar voice say, ‘but wait one more minute, Harry has the right to know why’ Lupin said his voice dry. ‘Is that-‘ your dad put his finger on his lip to keep you quiet. ‘Come our Peter, come out, come out and play’ you hear another voice say as you followed your dad up the stairs. ‘Expeliarmus’ your father said and a man with long curly black hair had lost his wand. You stood behind your dad petrified as he kept his wand pointed at the two men. You fumbled with your robes and got out your wand pointing it at the men but your hand shaking vigorously. ‘What the fuck is going on?’ You said as you looked at the golden trio. The trio as terrified as you. As your father pushed the rough looking man toward the piano you moved to the wall, your wand pointed at your professor. You shrieked as Harry shot a spell at your father and he flew into the bed. ‘That was dad Harry!’ You yelled. You was too afraid to go to your fathers aid because it meant going past Sirius Black so moved slowly towards Harry. You listened to them all discuss the man Peter Pettigrew, which you thought was dead, your father had told you. But according to your professor and the man you now knew was Sirius Black he was alive and was Ron’s rat. ‘All they could find of Pettigrew was his finger...’ you and Harry said in unison. You watched as the men threw spells at the rat as it fumbled around the room until it transformed into a man. You watched the scene play out all while your father was still motionless in the bed. ‘After that the dementors can have you’ Harry said coldly.

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You followed your friends, your professor and Sirius down the passage of the womping willow. Your father floating behind with a spell Lupin had cast. ‘The fleas, they’re murder’ you heard the man say in front of you. Having now known the true story you was no longer afraid of the man and laughed at this. When you got out of the passage Black looked at you, ‘Snapes your dad?’ He questioned and you nodded, ‘arent you glad you didn’t get his looks’ he smirked. You couldn’t help but smile at this.

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You stayed with Ron and Hermione as Harry spoke to Sirius. ‘I think I have some dittany you can use Ron’ you said fumbling in the small bag you kept with you at all times. It had an extension charm, which made it difficult to find things. ‘Thanks Y/N’ Ron sighed. ‘Accio dittany’ you said and the bottle flew out of the bag. Before you could open the bottle Hermione muttered, ‘oh no.’ ‘What?’ You and Ron said terrified she stood up and pointed at the moon, ‘HARRY!’ You watched as Lupin began to shake and whine. You grabbed at Ron and helped him stand, keeping an eye on Lupin as he transformed into a werewolf. You pulled Hermione back as the werewolf bowled at her. Your father emerged from the willow and moved towards the 4 of you grabbing hold of Harry. You pointed behind him unable to form words. He turned around seeing the beast and moved to protect the 4 of you. The werewolf swung a long arm at your father causing you all to fall, ‘dad!’ You yelled as you fell and hit your head on a rock. Your vision began to blur and everything went black.

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You woke up in a hospital bed Ron in another bed beside you. ‘What happened?’ You asked sitting up your head throbbing slightly. Ron explained and you was furious. Your father was still blaming Sirius for peters death even though peter was clearly alive and well. If only he hadn’t gotten away. You had to explain it to your dad, maybe he could clear Sirius’ name, after all an adults word is better than a bunch of teenagers. You got out of bed and ran as fast as you could go find your father. ‘Where you going?’ Ron shouted.

‘Dad!’ You yelled as you burst through the door of his office, ‘you have to believe us, Sirius didn’t kill Pettigrew he’s alive!’ ‘Y/N although you and your friends little story is convincing I am not fooled’ he said coldly. ‘But it’s the truth I saw him! I saw Pettigrew! He’s alive, why don’t you believe me!’ You said moving closer to him. ‘Y/N those two men are very manipulative, they’d make you believe anything’ he said standing, ‘I’m asking you to see reason, Pettigrew is dead!’ He said furrowing his eyebrows at you. ‘He’s not! I was him! How would I have seen him if he wasn’t alive!’ ‘Just go Y/N I’ve had enough of arguing with you, we never get along anymore!’ ‘Well that’s- that’s because your a complete... arse! Yeah, you’re a complete arse’ you fathers face softened at this he looked at you with no emotion on his face, ‘Pettigrew is dead and Sirius Black is a murderer’ he said calmly. ‘You never listen!’ You said as you picked up thing off his desk and threw them at the wall. Ink splatters covered the wall, parchment covered the floor like a carpet. Y/N...’ he said sadly as he watched you destroy his office. You breathed heavily then gave him one last look and turned on your heel. You father sat his head in his hands not knowing what to do.

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You were full of rage as you walked to the common room, the last person you wanted to see was Draco Malfoy. However he was sat at the table in the common room and waved at you with a sad smile. ‘Can I talk to you?’ He said. You sighed and walked over to him. ‘I’m sorry about that Beas- buckbeak’ he said looking into your eyes, ‘and I’m sorry for insulting Hagrid, he’s your friend and I shouldn’t insult your friends.’ ‘Not in front of her anyways’ Blaise laughed from across the table and Draco gave him a terrifying glance that made him shut up. ‘I just hope you can forgive me’ Draco finished. You thought for a moment then looked at him. ‘I’m not ready to forgive you just now, I have a lot of things to deal with and my heads still killing me.’ You finally said. Draco frowned at you and nodded, ‘I understand’ he gave you a quick kiss and you looked at him longingly. You wanted things to be good but like your father Draco was hard to change and things would never be ‘normal.’ He’d been brainwashed by his father from a young age and you understood that. Maybe you’d be the same if your mother was around. But he had the chance to let go of all of that, to be a good person, to show the world he wasn’t like his father just like you had shown you wasn’t like yours. But he refused and sometimes you felt like giving up on the boy, even before you started dating you had this thought. It was horrible to say but it was true. You loved him and was willing to try your hardest for him to be the Draco Malfoy you knew.

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‘What happened to you’ George said as you sat under your usual tree. ‘I hit my head’ you said as you lay there eyes closed as the sun shon on the 4 of you. ‘Yeah but how’ he said trying to get you to talk more. You had been very quiet since the night in the womping willow. ‘I don’t wanna talk about it right now’ you said. ‘I spoke to mum she said you can stay with us for summer’ Fred said putting his shirt over your head, ‘since you don’t get along with sevy snape anymore’ he smirked as you took the shirt off your head. ‘Are you sure shes okay with having me all summer?’ You asked. ‘Of course, she loves you’ George smiled with a twinkle in his eyes.

Thanks for reading, loves! :)

[mad-men-inc]

Fragments from Beyond The Stars -- Rescue.

So ya boi wrote a thing, lmao. Enjoy some Star Wars bullshit! Basically my OCs (along with togruta!Kit) in a universe ive been on and off making for like 2-3 months. Please, dear god, ask me about them and the story if you’re interested. I would kill for you :eyes:

Kit slammed the door open, the woman at the head of the table merely raising an eyebrow at the loud entrance. The man sitting two chairs to her left stood up, his hand going to the blaster hanging off his belt, but between the woman's hand wave and Kit's own blaster aimed at his face, he conceded and left through a side door, paying a single glance back to the woman.

"Kit, I presume?"

"Where's Sam." It was barely a question, the hardness in Kit's voice making it clear that they werent here to play the woman's game.

"Tut tut, little Fighter. Not even going to ask how I know?"

"I know enough about you to know you pulled any intel from Sam's head, so tell me where she is before I pull the answer from yours." The response was growled, and the woman.. laughed. She tilted her head back, elegantly, and laughed to the ceiling.

"Oh, that's precious! You have just the fire I expected you to- you're just like she described." Her tone was mocking, teasing, light. Too fucking light. Kit fired their blaster, right for her cocky fucking face, but she held up a hand and stopped the laser in midair, halfway between her and Kit.

"Now, now. That's just rude," the joking tone gave way to offense, and the laser fell to the table's surface, sizzling out. "Play nicely or I'll have my men kill your little girlfriend."

Kit growled lowly, any fear at facing a Force user snuffed out by the threat to their friend- leader- partner. Still, they took the message, holstering their blaster and crossing their arms over their chest defiantly. A knife settled into each hand, slipped from the wrist guards they wore. "Fine. Take me to her."

The woman stood up, her hands resting delicately, balancing on her fingertips, against the table's surface. "Why would I do that, when it's more fun to keep you in suspense? She cried for you, you know," she circled the table, closing the distance between herself and Kit, one hand trailing over the table next to her. "She screamed and begged for you to stay away. To let her die, so you could stay free. Unfortunately, you didnt get the message-" a mocking pout "-apologies about that."

Kit didnt believe this woman, no matter how much that sounded exactly like their Sam. They wouldn't believe a word she said.

She continued, before they could interject any protests though. "I silenced her of course, dont worry. Couldnt have her scaring you off, now could i?" She was closer than Kit would like, her free hand coming up to flick at the tip of their montrals.

Kit finally uncrossed their arms, both hands shoving towards the woman full force. The blades sunk into her sides, the woman shouting and sending a Force wave into Kit. They flew backwards, through the door they had left open. The knives remained in the woman's sides.

They stood upright against the wall, ignoring the pain in their back, as they moved down the hallway. They opened every door searching for the woman they came for, their team leader, their fucking girlfriend, finally finding her in a tiny closet-like room that had become a makeshift cell, at the end of the hallway.

Kit's hands found her shoulders, helping Sam sit upright. As soon as she saw Kit's face, she started crying, shaking her head frantically.

"Go, go go go, go, get out of here, go-" she was begging, the words almost incoherent with how slurred and soft they were. Sam was.. out of it. Her eyes were unfocused and she was hardly breathing, she was covered in bruises and cuts and burns, she looked like she had barely eaten anything with how much thinner she was-- and she was trembling in Kit's hold.

They shook their head without a word, untying Sam's hands and easing her up with the wall as support."We have to go, Sammy," Kit was trying to hide their frantically beating heart, keeping their voice steady and level.

"Cant- cant, we cant, im- i cant go-" she was crying, shaking her head more, her chest was jerking with silent sobs that was followed by a flinch every time.

"I dont care if you cant walk, I’ll carry you, we have to go," Kit was getting nervous, glancing behind them at the doorway before slipping their arm under Sam's legs so they could scoop her up.

"Bomb- im- I'm a b-bomb, I cant go, its-- distance, I can't, I cant- Kitty, you have to go, please, please go-" her shoves were weak against Kit's chest and arms, but they got the point across well enough.

They stood upright anyway, keeping hold of Sam. "What's the range?" They moved out to the hallway, treading carefully as they waited for the answer.

"Wh- about the ship size, dont- cant leave it, she said- said itll kill anyone in 15- 15 feet, its tied to the- core. Core, core, if we break it-"

"You two arent breaking anything." Eliza spoke from behind the pair, Kit turning on their heels to face her. She was holding one arm across her sides, her other hand holding a lightsaber to the side. The weapon was off, but Sam's breath still caught and she started shaking, pressing against Kit tighter.

"Drop me and run- I've got her, please go-" she tried to tell Kit, but the togruta didnt pay her any mind. They ducked into the room that was beside them quickly, slamming the door behind them with their foot.

The room looked just like the one they had found Liza in before, so they ran for the side door and sprinted down the new hallway. The comm link on their wrist beeped once, Sam reaching over and activating it with a shaking hand.

"Kit, what's the story?" Evan's voice filtered through the device, Sam nearly sighing in relief. The gang was here to help. Maybe they did have a chance..

"I need you or Jason to pull up the schematics. There's a ranged bomb on Sam- we have to blow the core if we want to get her out of here alive." Kit spoke evenly, looking around them for some kind of sign that they were going the right way towards the core of the ship.

"Can never be easy with you fuckers, huh?" Jason spoke up, his voice riddled with amusement. He didnt wait for a retort, immediately setting about calling directions for Kit to take. 

The pair were lucky in avoiding trooper patrols, and Liza had seemingly fucked off, so they arrived at the core drive quickly. Kit set Sam down by the door, giving her the comm link while they fished through their backpack for the explosive devices they always carried now. Too many times had they come in handy, for them to forget to bring a few.

Sam took the blaster from Kit's side, her grip strong but her aim shaking as she pointed the weapon at the door. If anyone walked through it, they would be dead -- probably.

Soft beeps echoed through the room as Kit placed the devices, all synchronizing with their detonator. They would need to get out of there first, get to their own escape ship before setting this place on a path to hell.

The door slid open, Sam opening fire until a strong Force had her finger stilling on the trigger. Kit ducked behind the massive core, cursing silently as Eliza strolled into the room and disarmed Sam. She wasnt holding her sides anymore, and Kit realized she had probably taken a hypo-syringe; she was fucking healed.

Sam trembled in the hold, immobile and hating every second of it. Eliza hummed, the same tune as always- Sam flinched and immediately squeezed her eyes shut as her whole body tensed up.

"That'a girl. You know it was very dumb of you to think you're getting out of here. And your actions.." the lightsaber ignited, Sam whimpering quietly as the red light flickered over her face. "Have consequences. Open your eyes, Samantha. I want you to watch this one. I want your little partner to watch this one."

She was cocky, far too cocky, and Kit snuck around the core to get closer to her. She wouldnt fucking touch their Sam any more- except she did.

The blade rested on Sam's side, right where one of Kit's knives had gone into the woman, and their breath hitched. Sam was lucky her goal wasnt to kill her. Or.. was she?

She shrieked, her muscles straining under the Force hold- she wanted to get away, to move, to run, to something, anything, but she was just as helpless now as she had been when she was first fucking taken.

"And what a shame it is theres nothing you can say to stop me this time. I don't want your information anymore. I want your fucking screams." And scream she did, as the laser was finally lifted up, only to be pushed against her other side.

Kit flinched at the sound, before sucking in a breath and moving to get behind the woman. They ran at her quietly, yanking her backwards so the blade left Sam. As soon as it was off, they jumped on her back and fought to drag her to the ground.

Liza slammed her back against one of the core relays, Kit wincing but not letting go. Their arm wrapped around her throat, pulling tighter as the pair fought each other off.

Finally, Liza snagged Kit in a force hold, throwing them off of her back- they slid across the ground and stopped next to Sam. Sam, who was able to move but still stuck frozen. Terror and pain clashed with their desire to protect her partner, and her trembling hands were of no use. Kit seized up next to her, as Liza got her bearings right.

Sam recognized the straining of their muscles, the same way hers would move when she was fighting off the Force. She had to move. 

Liza was coming closer, her hand closing around the hilt of her lightsaber. Sam had to move. She had to move. She had to move- the blaster was in her hand, she pulled the trigger and nailed Liza in the shoulder, the woman yelling in pain and outrage. Her grip on Kit released, but she was close enough anyway that she sent her boot straight into Sam's stomach, the girl doubling over and coughing.

"Bad. Dog." She growled, and Sam yelped as another well-aimed kick landed on her already broken ribs. Another, aimed at the fresh burns on her sides. She curled up, shielding her face but otherwise letting the Sith hurt her. Her chest jerked with sobs, and soft apologies filtered from her lips, muffled by her arms.

Kit had snatched up the blaster and gotten out of the way as soon as Liza had let them go, horror stilling their hand as they barely heard their girlfriend apologize for saving their life- what had happened here..? Did they even want to know?

They shook their head, firing twice into Eliza's back. The woman fell forward with a cry, her body curled over Sam's.

Sam sobbed and trembled and stilled, waiting for someone else to move first. Liza wasnt dead, of fucking course she wasnt, but she would be soon enough anyway. Kit holstered their blaster again, pulling Sam out from under the bitch. She flinched but stayed quiet, her eyes shut tight and her face pressed against Kit's chest.

Together, they ran, getting farther from the core and closer to the hangar that Kit had gotten in through. It passed by in a blur, Sam dazed and afraid, so much smaller than Kit was used to in every sense of the word. She was quiet and curled in on herself, she was thin and shaking, pale and... afraid. She was afraid.

That was... new. Not new, not really, Kit had seen her more afraid when it was their life on the line, but this was a terror that didnt go away, that left a haunting look in Sam's eyes and a bad taste in both of their mouths. This was a fear that would follow her, they were sure.

The little ship that they called home (more of a home than the Resistance base anyway) picked them up with a quick fly-by, Kit and Sam landing hard on the loading ramp as they lept to safety. Jason helped them inside, Kit setting off the explosives just before they flew away. Sam shook harder as the explosions sounded behind them, her wide eyes never leaving the hangar door, unblinking and unmoving.

They flew away for a few moments, waiting for the hyperdrive to warm up and prepare (and likely making sure Sam wasnt about to explode), before they jumped to light speed. Sam finally, finally blinked and looked away from the window, as the white lines that would be stars passed by, slowly making her dizzy.

JA-K13 scanned her for injuries as soon as she turned, the robot giving a false sigh and muttering about not being able to fix this mess, before he set about getting her to sit down so he could try and do exactly that.

Kit sat by her side, their eyes roaming over the tons of wounds that they knew would only get worse if they didnt get back to base soon. Sam needed a real medibay..

Sam, for her part, pretended as if everything was okay. She faked a close-lipped smile, her ever-shaking hand resting on top of Kit's between them. Neither spoke.

Neither wanted to discuss what had happened back there. But Kit couldnt look away from the tear tracks running over Sam's cheeks, and Sam couldnt stop seeing flashing images of Kit, dead at their feet, the blaster in her own hand and smoking.

Kit knew they were lucky to escape alive, but Sam wasnt sure they truly had escaped. After all, the past always caught up, didnt it? And hers was especially persistent.

[apollosvotive]

a fanfic about the cinnamon salt cinnamon characters written for the writeblr fic exchange for @apricotwrites. i chose to write about jay because i felt like i could grasp his character the best, but i dont know a lot about the characters so hopefully there arent too many inaccuracies aaaa. hope this is okay!

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Borneo is white sand shifting underfoot. Fat winged insects sluggishly dragging their heavy bodies from one flower to the next, the audible thrum of their wings. It’s the muggy air, the heat of the glowering sun as it pitches itself at the highest point of its trajectory. It’s the constant need to slap himself on the limbs multiple times to ward away a stray horde of hungry bloodsuckers. But still. Anywhere is better than home.

Jay lounges in the shade of a coconut tree, a hand beneath his head, listening to the sound of waves lapping against the shore. Even with his eyes closed, he can tell the rest are off a little ways down the beach from the loud splashing and occasional squeals of laughter. Sohla’s voice is clear and distinct. She’s shouting at Ruben something along the lines of ‘You have approximately half a brain cell in your head, Ruben, and that’s me being generous.’ Then comes Ruben’s indignant remonstrations and Birdie’s light, high laughter and Jay starts thinking all over again about how chance, how fortuitous, that the universe might allow the paths of these seven people to cross and become what they are now: together. A ragtag team of misfits, a family.

When he first set foot onto this island, it would have been impossible for him to even think about the fact that he might find a group of people who understand him on such a level. Of course, when he first set foot onto this island, he was still angry and alone and blameful, thinking thoughts about his leg or, more accurately, the lack of it. But then he met these guys, and he saw shy and quiet Will, prone to smiling to himself and listening, really listening when someone talks as if to make up for the fact that he cannot see them. Ruben, who, for all the clumsiness of his left foot, manages to banish any impressions of awkwardness with a simple, urbane smile. Or unpredictable Alison, lover of Shakespeare, Shelley, Dickens, names of the dead. She’s always got that strange smile playing on her lips as if she knows something he doesn’t. She keeps her thoughts close to herself, never one to wear her heart on her sleeve, but he has come to know to find glimpses of her in little things, like in the way her eyes are always roving, looking for her brother, never allowing herself to let him out of her sight.

Come to think of it, there’s one voice that he doesn’t hear, floating up to him from where the rest of them are.

“Why so antisocial?”

Warmth lands on his face, flooding the darkness of the back of his eyelids with orange. He cracks an eye open. Alison is in front of him. She has shifted a palm frond away so that it no longer blocks the sun from his face.

“Not my thing,” Jay says simply.

“No?” She folds her arms in front of her. “You’re the only one not down there. How about for once in your life, don’t be a sad ass party pooper?”

“You’re here with me,” he counters.

“Only so that you’re not up here withering by yourself,” she shoots right back, without missing a beat. She isn’t looking at him. Her eyes are directed at a spot on the sand. “Oh, look at me. I’m Jay, I’m so cool, too cool to go down to the water and have fun with the others. Sorry to ruin your daydream, Jay, but from down there, you don’t look like you’re in a 1080p montage shot in a Fincher-esque style with emo music playing in the background. From down there, you look like a sad… ant.”

“Ha-ha,” Jay deadpans. “And that’s all an English lit student can come up with? Now put back my leaf. And go find your brother.”

Alison gasps in mock-affront. “Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?”

“I do,” Jay says very seriously. “I do bite my thumb at you.”

“Unbelievable! Incomprehensible!” she cries. “Hell is empty and all the devils are here!”

Finally, she succeeds in wresting a laugh out of him. She’s obsessed with Shakespeare. She’s memorised hundreds of quotes across all his plays and she enjoys quoting it back at him to annoy the shit out of him, which is, evidently, an effective method in getting him to do things. He shakes his head, unable to stop the upward twitch of his lips, and he pointedly ignores the smug and satisfied look in her eyes.

“Come on, Jay.” She jerks her head in the direction of where the others are. “I won. Let’s go.”

He covers his eyes with his arms stubbornly.

She sighs. “What’s going on? Are you homesick?”

“Homesick?” He scoffs from beneath his arms, as if it's an absurd concept. “No.”

“Woah, okay. Must you say it like the Bubonic plague originated in the tiny town of Laurels, Maine?”

“Laurels, Maine,” he repeats slowly. Just saying the name brings back to mind the feeling of inexorable boredom. Days of endless repetition. Just work and sleep and work. Days of friendlessness and hushed whispering and guilt-filled glances at his leg. The problem with a small town is that everyone knows everyone. This means that everyone in the little town knows that it was an accident that took Jay’s leg away from him when he was twelve and everyone knows he’s never been quite the same since. “More like ‘Bumfuck, Middle of Bumfuck Nowhere’. Wouldn’t go back if you paid me to. I am perfectly happy where I am now, thank you very much. It’s up to the rest of them to not go all Lord of the Flies and start killing each other.”

“Oh, considering that out of the seven of us, the only person to not scream at the sight of spiders is Will and it’s because he’s blind, I wouldn’t put my money on it.”

“I don’t scream.”

“I saw your face when there was that spider in the toilet the other day. Face of a pants-pisser.”

“You’re dysfunctional.”

“Aw,” she says. “Thank you.”

“C’mon, Jay.” She tries again. One more attempt that sounds as though its approaching finality. Sometimes Jay wonders how many times he can push others away before they stop coming to him altogether. He’s spent so long in Laurels angry and alone, convinced that no one else in the world could understand him, that finding this group of people, on the island of Borneo, of all places, feels like a rare stroke of luck he isn’t meant to have, the only thing the universe has done right by him. And the thought of losing them, that he might push them away enough times for them to not bother anymore – it makes him scared.

There. He said it. It does. It makes him scared.

“They’re waiting for you. ”

After a moment’s hesitation, Jay moves his arms away. He squints against the light flooding back into his vision, then his vision settles and his eyes come to rest on the black silhouette blocking out the rest of the light that is Alison.

She extends a hand to him. He takes it and allows himself to be pulled up.

“This better be good,” he tells her. She makes to place a hand on his back to support him but he shakes his head and moves away. All these years with a prosthesis and he’s gotten used to it even over tricky terrain. In fact, it feels no different from his old leg until he looks down.

“Come on, cranky old man,” she says. “Let’s go.”

They walk down the beach to where the rest of them are. Perched contentedly under a large beach umbrella, Will and Nolan sit, listening to music. They share Nolan’s headphones. Each one holds the muff to their ears as they quietly listen to whatever’s filtering in. Depending on who has control of the aux, the song is most probably either a romantic ballad or an orchestral score. Nolan turns one of his stimming toys over and over in his other hand. Lying next to him is a half completed drawing of the beach. Down by the surf, Ruben has sand packed on top of his entire body so only his head is visible. Birdie and Sohla stand on either side of him, and the three of them appear to be bickering lightly.

“Make me a mermaid!” Ruben is saying. “Give me a sweet pair of conch-covered tits and a cool tail.”

“No,” Sohla says. “Make him a mole rat. Give him grabby claws and a skinny tail.”

Ruben’s head swivels around frantically to look at Birdie. “Don’t listen to her, Birdie. Do not make me a molerat.”

Birdie quirks an eyebrow at him. A lopsided smile spreads across her lips. “You know I can’t do that.”

“No!” Ruben’s protests are nearly drowned out by the sound of Birdie and Sohla’s laughter as they begin patting the sand surrounding Ruben into a rodent-like form. “I am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand! Poseidon quivers before me!”

“Clam it, Stuart Little,” Sohla says lightly, inciting a string of rapid-fire protestations from Ruben, and Alison turns to look at Jay and Jay – well, Jay can do nothing more but smile.

[euphoriacafe]

BTS!Prince AU React: When you overtake the throne

I been watching a lot of Medivial shows/Movies lately and thought Why not. I’ll do one for EXO too - probably. Some contain Smut and some involve angst- Maybe some fluff here and there my loves. I’ll only do Theee of the boys and if this does well I’ll post another one for the other four boys. So Enjoy! ~ Sunny

Jimin:

— “Your Majesty the King has fallen and Lord Jimin hasn’t been seen anywhere.” The guard was in panic as he scanned your face on what to do. England and France decided to work together to take over your precious land. Not looking at the guards, but instead stared at your eyes through the mirror. What could you do, what should you do. A kingdom without its King or Prince was something that was weird.

— “We need to get the highness out of here before they invade the castle.” One guard shouted. “No if they catch us outside trying to escape they’ll for sure have our heads.” Shouted another. “Your highness your wish is our command.” Your personal guard came closer to meet your gaze in the mirror. His eyes dark and daring that stared right into your heart. Looking away out the window you stood up as your golden and white cape draped to the floor. Hand in hand, your skin warm from mixed emotions of anger and upsetion. “It is my duty to make a decisions when the kingdom has fallen. Get the survents to the unground halls and some guards come go to the court room. Seems like we are going to visitors,” turning around to face the speechless guards. “We wouldn’t want our welcome to be impolite now would we?” Without waiting for a response you began to walk down the halls. Your words left goosebumps and a brush of coldness when you passed by.

— As you entered the court room guards stood side by side next to the thrones that were golden with jewels yet it was empty. The rumor was true. The queen and king were slaughtered. As you came to the car you leaned your back against the cold golden chair. The room was silent as guards and nobles stood waiting for the large welcome of guest who aren’t invited. After a few minutes the large court room doors bursted open to reveal The King’s son. Park Jimin along side King Arthur and King Jackson. Jimin was beaten, His lip busted and a bruised cheek with bloody whipped marks on his chest and back. “Well, if it isn’t the Queen’s bastar-“ you cut King Jackson off as you held a hand up.

“I will inform you that you will not be leaving this alive,” your gaze went from their disbelief expression. As your eyes traveled to Jimin. “As Queen of (Country) my first command is that you will let Prince Jimin go- then you will back down unless you want your entire country slaughterd whether it is a newborn or a elder, they will die. For touching and harming the prince we will make sure you get the same treatment.” Jimin glanced past his eyelashes with a his mouth gapped. “Unless you follow my terms, may I spare France and England.” You cocked an eyebrow as you smirked chuckling as you looked away. “Ha... you know what is actually quite amauising, I heard a rumor that the Queen of England, Queen Elizabeth was fooling around. The bastard who was conceived from a mistress was soon to leave England to remarry and become a mistress herself... to who I heard? To King Jackson...now isn’t that just a repeat of history?”

Jimin was shock from how you were acting. As he held his head up he could sense the anger that was building up in both of them. “You disgusting wentch of a Queen!” King Jackson screamed as he began to sprint towards your, a guard shot an arrow straight into his chest. “Oh, poor Jackson, it seems like King Arthur will have a child of a bastard. Hopefully you see that we don’t need to let this out in public. Accept my terms and leave King Arthur or you will have the same faith.” You smiled.

Namjoon:

You and Prince Namjoon were suppose to be wed off to safe Scotland and France from going into a war with Portugal, Spain, and England. It seemed that even no matter how you couldn’t shake off the feeling of seeing him once again. You felt the sudden urge to hold your breath until you were safe inside of the castle. You came to the grassy front of the castle as four other carriages came behind holding your personal guards and survents. As you stepped out of the carriage you saw the Queen and Namjoon beside his two brothers Taehyung and Seokjin. As they stood strong with glances that could freeze someone’s heart they never moved an inch. A tall man in Black whispered into the Queen’s ear that made her warm expression turn cold. Causing her to stomp away with guards, that letting you take note that it was a sign of dis-welcome.

You felt this deep inside of your heart as you walked with your survents and guard following. “Welcome back...” a warm voice spoke up coming from Prince Seokjin “it’s nice to have you back here in our home.” Taehyung continued the welcome making you smile looking down. “Yes, welcome back.” Namjoon never actually looking at you- yet staring at another woman that snuck away with flirty glances towards him. “Excuse me now.” He hurried off following the woman. No matter how you felt, you couldn’t let your feelings jump in front of you. As his brothers sighed and gave a saddening smile. “Follow us, please we have much to catch up on.” You nodded following beside them both. As you walked into the marble and golden castle glaring up at the decorative rooms, it amazed you. You had to remember you were doing this for your family, to save your country.

“You know Namjoon kept your handkerchief and necklace you gave to him before you left to Scotland.” Taehyung spoke carefully and formally with his hands behind his back. “He would never take the necklace off and would hide the handkerchief inside of his sleeve hoping that when you came back you would-” Seokjin faced you with an light smile till he was cut off. “Already spilling rumors to the young princess I see.” A feminine voice hissed from behind. Making you turn around to spot a older woman, perhaps a mistress that was the used up and forgotten one. “The crown prince, Namjoon, hasn’t worn that necklace or held that handkerchief since the noblest IU came. She probably made him burn or toss it or by now threw it into the blood forest. Whatever it may be I can swear to you, you are merely nothing but a way to steal land.” Seokjin and Taehyung looked away at the ground. “Mother, sometimes it is better to hold your tongue.” Seokjin growled never once looking at his mother.

“Find out at the party then to see if that mouse will ever be a true husband or even better,” she creeped closer leaning into your ear with a serious dead expression. “He is like his father, a manwhore. Queen’s ARENT meant to be happy. Queen’s are like pins we drop and don’t make a sound in loud situations.” She shoved past you and Seokjin slowly down the hall. Not once did the boys speak until she went down the stairs. “I’m sorry about my mother she can be-“ You cut Seokjin off with one hand. “All is forgiven but never forgotten.”

-The Castle party later that day-

“(y/n) you look...” Taehyung stared up in awe as you came in a black gown that showed your collar bones and neck along with some small cleavage. “Dashing.” He licked his lips as he stared up and down then tracing your figure back to your (Y/E/C) that mesmerized him. “Thank you Prince Taehyung.” You bowed your head in respect. Then searching the room for Namjoon until you spotted him in the corner - hand in hand with the girl Seokjin’s mother warned about. She was giggling and laying her hands all over him. This made you burn inside. The more you left yourself to think made you despise being there. All you needed was something that was worse than holding hands to break off the alliance.

Until a few moments later a servant whispered in your ear to confirm that Namjoon had slept with the girl more than once and that she was pregnant. You held onto your stomach in pain from feeling sick. A man you were suppose to be Wed to was like his father. No matter what if you were wed he would choose his mistress over you. This made you feel angry and uncomfortable. Then a guard came up with you to whisper once more in your ear “Your majesty I just learned something new and I think it’s best if we speak privately.” Taehyung eyed the guard as he walked out to the hall waiting for you. “Excuse me.” Creeping begins the guard to the hall. “We found a servent inside your room and found this.” He held out a necklace of a Silver Lion with your initial on its stomach. “M-my.” As you about to reach for the necklace the guard pulled away. “No your majesty... the servent who brought it in laced it with poison... it burned through their skin... I believe they were trying to mark you so they could kill you...” he bowed his head. This was new information that burned. Making your insides twist up. Your ears begun to ring, your eyes burning, your hands shaking. “I believe the Queen was behind this... we tried to-“ you held a hand up.

“A war that was suppose to be resolved, is a alliance broken. I want this kingdom under my control. I want the mistresses, the Queen, The servents and guards in the court room. Now.” You hissed. The guard nodded running to tell the other guards. “ they messed with the wrong queen.” You turned back into the court room the queen sitting in her throne eyeing you like her next meal. You smirked and stood in front of the thrones staring back at her then yelling “This kingdom is now under my control and whether or not you are apart of this you are now obeying by me.” The queen laughed staring at you. “Princess (Y/N) what do you think-“ The court rooms closed and locked from the other side. The guards drew their swords and arrows out. “It seems like none of you understand what kind of queen I am. I am one not to be messed with and especially cheated. Say hello to your husband King Edward, Guards bring me Namjoon Now!” As they dragged Namjoon forward shoving him to the stairs where the thrones sat. “What is this about (Y/N)!” Namjoon screeched. “Since you believe cheating and having a mistress before we are even wed I think you need to understand I don’t need you to rule a kingdom. Your mother, your queen tried to murder me by poison. Now I believe it’s time to show you who is the real ruler.” You wasted no time as the guard came behind the throne and laced the rope around the Queen’s neck. “A queen isn’t suppose to be happy. We do what we must to show others who is not playing around. Welcome to my warm kingdom.” You snapped your fingers and the guard pulled back suffocating the queen. Namjoon who was fighting to stand up and screaming “No! I will do anything let her live take me!” You chuckled.

“A queen would never show mercy to a man who got another one pregnant.” You turned your glimpse to Taehyung and Seokjin near their mothers as they watched without a hint of pain or disgust. Their mothers watched as if they were searching for their favorite wine with patience. “A queen gets what she wants.” As you were handed a sword you came closer to the queen with a grin. “A queen never says she wants, she says she will do it.” Pressing the swords point against her heart. “Say hello to Edward.” Was the last words the queen heard.

Seokjin:

“You do know I never get tired of you sitting on the throne my love.” Seokjin spoke lightly as he watched you in a red and golden gown and the brightest crown that was given. “Are you saying that you find it weird that I’m sitting here without a king?” You cocked an eyebrow with a small grin. “I’m saying that you look amazing that it almost arouses me that you are this powerful just by the looks and vibes that’s given your Highness.” Seokjin has always been the straight forward type. After his brother Namjoon passed away from... a act of war you ruled the castle by yourself and only yourself. He respected that about you. How you held yourself and kept to your word even when it was a tough decision you held through. “You have always been the cheeky type, what can I do for you prince Seokjin?” You have a warm tone.

Seokjin eyed you up and down “I don’t want anything but your love, I don’t care if I become king or not, I want to be with you.” He whispered keeping full eye contact with you. “Whether you will marry me or allow me to become a special mister to you, i want every second to be with you my highness.” He was holding back all emotions but it was honesty. “Follow me please Prince Seokjin.” You mumbled standing from your throne and walking to a door that led to a private office that only the king was allowed to be in. You sat on a sofa that was near the fireplace “Is that all you really wanted to tell me Seokjin?” You asked. He scoffed a few moments of silence as he couldn’t bare to look at you.

“You do not understand how much respect and love I have for you. Before and after Namjoon’s death I always thought about you. The burning sensation that was deep inside my stomach would again in so many good ways. The way you sat on the throne - the sun hitting your warm soft (Y/S/C) skin it would make me feel like you’re too perfect for me. You don’t have a single scar or mark from anything to make you seem flawed. The kingdom adores you even after his death because of how much you sacrifice for it. You brought peace with all nations and aren’t afraid to express how you feel about yourself. I want you, I just only want you no one else.” Seokjin got on one knee in front of you with his voice never breaking or becoming scratchy.

“Oh how everyone would kill to have a woman like you. A powerful and savior woman.” He grasped your hand planting small butterfly kisses upon it. “I wanted you to know that I love you and no matter what I will give up my life for you.” He leaned up and finally pressed his lips against yours. “Let me serve you...my highness.”

[dweebobeebo-blog]

If you're bored wanna have sex? -josh dun

Words: 1271

Warnings: drinking, smut.

Requested: yes

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I've been friends with Josh and Tyler for a while now, I grew up with Tyler then met Josh later on, we weren't always peachy towards each other kinda mean and picked on each other but that happens a lot right? I felt like he was stealing my best friend and he felt the same way, or maybe it's the unspoken sexual tension Tyler and jenna say that's between us, I don't see it, the sexual tension I mean. I see that Josh is very highly attractive and intelligent but wait what am I saying

I decided I was gonna call, jenna and Tyler and ask them to hang out I was bored, it rang a couple times before they answered

"Finalllyyy" I groaned

"Sorry I wasnt near my phone " jenna laughs "what's up"

"You guys wanna do something?" I ask "im bored"

"Sure we'll be there shortly" jenna have a mischievous tone to her voice and I didnt like it

so I cleaned my apartment, had the TV playing for background noise while I was in the bathroom putting a little makeup on, a knock on the door I went to get it thinking it was Tyler and jenna, I was wrong it was josh..

"What are you doing here..." I sigh

"Is Tyler and jenna not here?" He groans, I shake my head "they told me they were"

"Well they're not" I snap, he comes in "okay yes please Josh come in"

"Thanks doll" he slips his shoes off at least he did that, and throws himself on my couch

I wont be a bitch, I wont be a bitch.. dammit I have to be a bitch hes got his feet on my coffee table!

"Feet off the table dun" I groan throwing a pillow at him, the throws his hands in the air and moves his feet.

I sat on the other end of the couch, as we watched the big bang theory, I finally get tired of waiting and decide to call Tyler and it rang forever, so Josh called jenna and she answered

"Yes?" She answers

"Where the heck are you guys?!" I shout "I thought you were coming over "

"Oh! We are..." she giggles

"Hi josh!" Tyler yells in the back ground, "well be there shortly, k bye!"

The line goes dead, Josh and I just look at each other like what the fuck he throws his phone down and we focus back on the TV.

Hours pass and Tyler and jenna still arent here, plus we keep getting severe thunder storm warnings on our phone and on the news so yeah they're definitely not coming now. I groan and go to my kitchen grabbing myself a beer, figure why not be nice and get Josh one so I do, i hand it to him receiving a weird look from him in the process

"What, I figured with the storm coming you'll be here a while" i sigh

"Good point..." he takes it and opens it taking a swig before setting it on the coaster on the coffee table, for once.

"Wanna play a game?" I ask, shrugging my shoulder and point at (your choice of gaming system)

He shrugs picking up the controllers, tossing me one and putting a game in. Almost an hour later, death match rounds later we turn it off, I grab us another beer and it finally starts to storm

"I'm bored " I groan giving him his beer and laying on the floor

"If you're bored wanna have sex?" He says, oh so nonchalantly I snap my head towards him "what?"

"You're joking right?" I sit up leaning on my elbows

"Uh no" he says looking at me seriously shrugging "bad idea?"

"I'm not opposed to it.." I mutter, I mean I did say hes attractive and I will now admit I would so have sex with him

"So, are you saying yes..?" He moves off couch and hovers over me, moving my beer so I'm laying on the ground again I just shrug

"Yes or no?" He spits, almost venomously

"Yes dammit" I snap back, almost as fast as it came out his lips were on mine, and I wrapped a hand in his shirt and the other on his messy hair. I didnt expect to feel, fireworks and that shit with the kiss but shit I did, and I hope he did too. He pulls at my bottom lip as he pulls away, a smirk forming on his face

"Did you feel it too?" He licks his lips, staring at mine I nod, as he kisses me again, rougher this time as he trails down to my neck, nipping at it trying to find my soft spot to get me to squirm and moan

Our clothes are off, and thrown about everywhere in my living room, only in my panties and him In his boxers, he pulls away, hands tugging at my panties I lift myself so he can pull them off, once he does he pulls his boxers off ans strokes himself

"Condom?" He mutters bitting his lip

"On the pill" I grab his face and kiss him, delving my tongue into his mouth, he slides into me effortlessly, making us both gasp, feeling so full I tilt my head back his lips find my neck as he starts off slow, finding a rythm.

He picks up his pace, as my hands drag down his back, he nips at my neck as we moan and groan into each others ears, he pulls on of my legs up to reach a new angle making me moan louder than before I see him smirk before kissing me.

"Joshhh" I moan, throwing my head back and arching my back. Feeling close to my climax already.

A few more thrusts, and I feel like I'm going to explode, as I dig my nails into his back,

"You gonna cum for me baby?" He bites my ear lobe making my moan as his hand slides between our bodies. Soon I'm tightening around him, ready to release

"J-josh..." I mutter, hiding my face in his neck and tightening my arms around him

"Let go, I got you princess, cum for me" he whispers, his words send me over the edge and my orgasm explodes triggering his.

We lay there for a little bit, before moving and slowly getting dressed, exchanging small kisses, giggles and chuckles along the way playing with each others hair, a knock on the door we quickly stand up

"HOLD ON!!" I yell as we both finish getting dressed forgetting our underwear but not caring I run and open the door "Tyler! Jenna! Hi!"

"Hi..." Tyler says hesitantly

"What's up..." I giggle

"We thought we made you wait long enough, Josh still here?" Jenna asks, I just nod hearing something thud and then he appears behind me

"Yup yah yeap I'm still here" he says "I was playing a game and drinking so I didn't leave.."

They just nod, and we slowly walk back to the living room and I just nudge him and shake my head, before they sit down I notice my underwear and Josh's by the couch we both rush to push it underneath the couch and fall

"What the heck you two.." Tyler says, giving us weird looks we just nervously laugh and smile.

"Seriously what is going on" jenna says

"Nothing, I fell asleep he was playing video games the whole time!" I say

"You never sleep through storms" Tyler says and I shrug, they do not need to know what really went on.

[dw-writes]

could you do a scenario w/s76, reaper, mccree, genji, hanzo and lucio (separately) where they think their s/o is dead but they arent and when they meet up they despirerately make out with them it can be nsfw if you want

So, nonnie, I didn’t make them NSFW?? Only because, as I was writing each little scenario, I realized that I was doing them in a way that didn’t really prompt NSFW ouo;;; Um. Yeah. If you want, I can do some NSFW requests for you if you’d like!! Especially now that the ask box is back open! :D

Just a note, I kinda wrote all of these with the idea in mind that they each take place during a mission of kinds. Genji’s and Lucio’s are the only ones that are Pre-Recall? The rest take place sometime Post-Recall. So. Yeah.

Reaper, McCree, Genji, Hanzo, and Lucio under the cut after Solider: 76 because the totality of this work is kinda long ahahaha.

Soldier: 76: He didn’t want to answer the Recall. He knew youwouldn’t be there, knew you wouldn’t be waiting for him, holding your breath ashe walked through the doors of Watchtower: Gibraltar. He knew you wouldn’t beorganizing the missions with Winston as you all struggled to pull Overwatchfrom the ashes of what it used to be.

But he did. Because he knew you would have answered the call. He knewyou would have wanted him to, too.

He watched the doors of the Watchtower slid open with a wave of refrigeratedair. It hit his overheated skin and drew a shiver from him. He didn’t want todo this. He really didn’t want to. He stepped through the door and winced as itslid shut behind him. His head tilted up and he froze. There used to be apicture of you there, a memorial to you, to the sacrifice you had made duringthe mission that was thought to have taken Ana. But the picture was gone. Sowas the plaque.

“Thought it was tacky.” His eyes darted further up the wall to the overhangabove. You were there, leaning against the rail, a smile on your face andwrinkles framing your eyes. The breath fled from Jack’s lungs just like it hadthe first time he saw you. You shrugged and his heart fluttered. “You know,since I’m not dead and all.”

He was twenty-five again, young and energetic and staring at yourgrinning face at the top of the rock wall as you shouted, “Gotta move quickerthan that Strike Commander!”

He had laughed and shouted back, “That’s husband to you, soldier.” Yourlaughter spurred him to move faster.

All that energy came back. The pulse rifle fell to the ground as helaunched forward and up the wall, gripping the rails to propel himself up untilhe was sitting on the one you leaned on. You arched a graying eyebrow at him. “Showoff,” you murmured. His hand ghosted over the back of your neck, tugging youclose until his forehead pressed against yours. You were warm. You were there.

You mimicked the motion and he felt the cold metal of your wedding bandon your finger and he released the breath he was holding.

Reaper: Your last words still rung in Gabe’s ears, imprintedthere like a burn: “Do you remember why we joined Talon? To work together to dothe things Overwatch couldn’t. That includes leaving someone behind.” You hadripped free of his grip, his claws biting into your skin and drawing blood, andyou bolted into the building. He stared after you.

The building exploded then, a counter strike from a government afterTalon. Your name tore from Gabe’s throat then, your real name, your code name,every name he had ever called you. Shadows exploded from every dark crevice inthe area. Akande dragged him away before the wreckage could reach them.

“Let me go!” Gabriel snarled. Akande silently refused, staring at therubble. He knew Gabe could get free if he really wanted, could phase through orshoot him point blanket. But he didn’t Gabe’s shoulders sagged as the dustsettled.

A voice piped up behind them, “Why the long faces?” Gabriel’s headsnapped around, the cold stare of his mask landing on a blank space. The groundrippled purple as Sombra appeared. Her arms were slung around your shoulders asshe grinned. The two of you were dusty, but unharmed. Mostly. “Broke my ankle,”Sombra said with a shrug.

Gabe’s chest heaved as his eyes scoured your face. You looked up at himwith a small and tired smile.

Amelie’s voice crackled through the comms in your ears. “Enough of thelooks. The police are on their way.” Her shadow darted over the road you allstood in.

Gabriel’s cold gauntlet gripped your elbow, his claws digging into theunderside of Sombra’s knee. “Don’t do that again,” he growled. You could seehis eyes clearly with how close he stood. They were wet and red.

You started to nod. Instead, Sombra stretched her hand out and splayedher purple gloved fingers across the owl mask. “Aye, get your hands off my savior,pendejo,” she drawled. You rolledyour eyes. Gabe released your elbow.

McCree: McCree was one of those people who couldn’t keep hishands off you.

You were stretched out on a bed in the hospital, staring at the dull,off white tiles above you. Angela was talking, but you weren’t payingattention. You just wanted her to give you the medicine she promised. You heardher stutter and looked over at her. She was staring at your face, mouth screwedup in bunch to the side.

“You didn’t hear anything I just said, did you?” she asked.

You shook your head. “My leg is shattered. Not to be rude, but, I’mgonna rude. Give me my meds, Angela.”

She walked around the side of your bed and pulled a capped syringe fromher coat pocket. “I told your nurse I’d give it to you personally,” shemuttered as she flicked the cap off. It hit your nose. You scowled at her. Shesmiled as she ensured there were no air bubbles in the syringe. She looked upat the fluids hanging on the IV pole next to your head.

There was a thunderous sound in the hall that caught your attention.Someone poked their head into the room, a person who had come in when you hadwoken up to introduce themselves. They were red and flustered. “Sorry, Dr.Zeigler, but there’s someone here who wants to see your patient right now.”

Angela sighed. She pushed the pain killer into your line and steppedaway. You sighed. The coolness in your arm warmed for a beat and your bodycompletely relaxed. You dropped your head back against the pillows. Angela’svoice floated away. It was replaced by the sound of metal on tile.

“You wear those regularly.”Angela’s voice was incredulous.

“They’re comfortable!” The protesting voice drew your attention. A coldhand covered yours while a warm one brushed against your forehead.

McCree.

He leaned down, cowboy hat falling off his head and onto your pillow,and pressed a relieved kiss on against your mouth. “Don’t go scarin’ me again,”he murmured as he pulled away.

Genji: Genji looked around the battlefield as the smokecleared, twisting his katana around to pop his wrist and rid the ache there.The mechanics of his body hissed and released steam as they cooled. There wereOmnics lying everywhere in front of him, ones that had gone rogue, had tried tokill people, had almost succeeded in wiping out a large city in Europe. Panicstarted to settle in the longer he looked around.

Where were you?

He called your name as he stepped over a fallen Omnic tank, an OR14, andsheathed his katana. He heard the electric snap of frayed and broken wires, theattempts of limbs of Omnics trying to move, the faint cries as they started topower down for good, but not your response. He weaved through the fallenenemies, eyes growing wider, welling with tears, heart pounding. He screamedyour name as he stumbled over another fallen Omnic.

“Genji?” The reply was small, almost nonexistent, and very broken. Genjiturned on a dime, feet sliding across the dirt and sending him sprawling. Hescrambled up and bolted towards the sound. “Genji!” you called, louder thistime. Your voice cracked with a cough.

He ran past you, past the OR14 that had fallen over you. You reached outand grabbed his ankle. He shouted, surprised, and turned. You quickly pulledyour hand back as shuriken sank into the ground. You slowly reached out again. “Genji,I’m here,” you wheezed. He disappeared for a moment but you could hear himswearing. The OR14 rolled off you, pinching your leg painfully but you heldback a scream.

Genji dropped next to you as soon as the Omnic flopped to the ground. Hebrushed his hands over your face. “You’re alive,” he wheezed.

You grinned up at him, nodding, coughing as you took in greedy gulpsof fresh air. “Yeah,” you agreed, “I’m alive.

He bent at the waist to press his forehead against yours, eyes squeezedshut as he hugged your body to his.

Hanzo: He was still as a statue as he watched you fall,bow taut, arrow aimed for the man that had struck you down, but he couldn’t move.He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t hear anything. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from youas you collapsed to the ground. You head bounced against the concrete and thespell was broken. Hanzo released his arrow and dropped from his perch, notwatching to make sure that the man was dead. He knew he was. His arrows alwaysfound home in his victims.

Hanzo looped his bow over his shoulder and jogged over the terrain of LijiangTower to you. You were sprawled out on the ground in front of an empty foodvendor. Blood pooled under your shoulder.

You weren’t moving.

Hanzo knelt and reached a shaky hand out to your neck. He felt the warmth radiating from your skin. As his fingers brushed your pulse point, you gasped,struck out, and buried a knife deep in his clothed shoulder. You couldn’t tellif the look that shot across his face was annoyance or pain. Maybe both.Probably both. You gasped again, this time in horror, and struggled to sit up.

“At least this means that you’re alive,” Hanzo groaned. He reachedaround to grope at the handle of your knife, eyes fluttering as it moved insidehim. He couldn’t remember what kind of knife you had. Would it hurt him more ifhe pulled it out?

“I thought he would have come to check if I was dead,” you whispered. Yousat up carefully, favoring your left arm, and reached for his shoulder. Youtugged Hanzo towards you as you checked to see just how much damage you caused.His head pressed into your chest, his ear flush to the blood soaked part ofyour shirt. He would have moved but…your heart beat a steady, strong rhythmagainst him. He looped his uninjured arm around your waist and squeezed.

“You scared me,” he murmured. You looked down at him, good hand restingon the tender skin of his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” you replied. He moved away, wiped the warm blood from his cheekand ear, and looked up at you. The color was returning to his cheeks. Yousmiled at him. “We need to take you to Dr. Zeigler, I think. Only doc I knowthat won’t turn either of us in for vigilantism.”

His relief at your wellbeing was dashed away at the thought of dealingwith Overwatch. He grunted in annoyance, which made you giggle. Hearing thatsound after the brief moment of thinking he never would again made him smile.

Lucio: Your name was shouted over the cheers of people as the last of theVishkar Corporation was torn down. He couldn’t find you. Lucio was starting topanic when your face hadn’t appeared in front of him.

He skated through the crowd, gently nudging people aside with a soft ‘excuseme’ as he did so. You’d been close to the building, hadn’t you?

Someone screamed near the front. The crowd surged forward. Lucio pushedhis way through, almost losing his balance as he forced his way between people.When he finally reached the front, he saw your shoe sticking out from the rubble.Someone was nearby, hands on a large piece of the building, screaming into asmall opening.

They were screaming your name.

Lucio shot over, dropped to his knees, and peered through the hole. Yourleg wasn’t connected to the shoe. There was nothing there. He patted hispockets for his phone and lit the screen up, using it to illuminate thedarkness underneath.

You looked up from a cavern the rubble had created, your back pressedagainst sturdy iron beam. There was a small child cradled in your arms, theirdust covered face streaked with tears. You held his amplifier a few inchesabove your head. He patted his belt, finding it gone and stared at you. Youmust have used it to keep the rubble from falling on you and the child. You pattedthe kid on the back and pushed him towards the light, whispering that he shouldget out now. You moved after him carefully, slowly, until you were in reach ofLucio.

The man grabbed you and hauled you out of the rubble, pulling you tightto his chest. You wheezed and coughed. “Hey, gimmie a chance to catch mybreath, yeah?” you asked.

He chuckled and squeezed you tighter. “Don’t scare me like again,” hemumbled. You leaned back and pressed the amplifier against his chest.

“Yeah, sure I won’t,” you teased. You pushed one of his dreadlocks overhis shoulder. “Hero.”

[donghyxns]

zombie apocalypse! au | KANG DANIEL

i love zombie movies and shows

*warnings: kinda gory??? idk so dont read if that makes you uncomfy :(((

//idk if this marks my return to writing or not... we will have to see//

part two

october 31st, the greatest date ever

cool weather, pumpkin spice lattes, halloween, endless scary movies, and oversized sweaters

now,,,, you didnt mean to sound like a basic bitch but october was your favorite month

you were walking through the bustling downtown area on this great date

there was a slight bounce in your walk as the crisp air hits your already cold face

you were feeling amazing, joyful even

you could smell the pumpkins in the air

the sound of joyful kids dragging their parents around was surrounding you

everything was calm

until a loud piercing scream came from in front of you

there was a lady pretending to be attacked by an undead figure right in front of the subway station

everybody around you started to scream and panic, running away from the bustling subway station

you giggled to yourself as you continued to walk towards the subway station

you werent going to let a simple prank scare you away from starbucks

that was until a large hand grabbed your forearm and dragged you in the direction that everybody else was running

“hey! let go of me!” you shout, clawing at the stranger's arm

“are you fucking kidding me?” he looks down at you and wow

he was incredibly good looking

he had, bleached and dyed obviously, sandy blonde hair, broad shoulders, and piercing eyes

but man his mouth was foul

“dude,” you shake your arm out of his grasp, “it’s a prank!” people continued to push and bump into the two of you as you were standing in the middle of a stampede basically

he scoffs, throwing his head back, before grabbing your arms and pushing you into the alleyway located behind you

“i-i’ve been running from those damn things all morning. since 6:00 am. the subway was filled with the undead. this isn’t some kind of halloween prank and hell, if it is, i will be suing the damn government.” 

your heart race started to pick up once it clicks in your head

that woman seemed extremely scared

not even gong yoo could match her level of fright and discomfort

“is this the-”

“apocalypse,” he confirms, licking his dry lips while looking down at the ground

-

“how long?” you look over at daniel, a low rumble came from the distance, warning you about a rain shower

he sighs, leaning his forehead against the wall, “9 days. w-we need to go out and get food! these almonds arent working for me. are they working for you?”

you shake your head, tears filling your eyes, “we wont make it if we go out.”

daniel slams his hand on the table, “we wont make it in here without food. i say we have a couple of days, max. we are going to die soon if we dont get some more food, _______”

it has been a whole month, you think, since the apocalypse has started

at first, you were eating okay

at daniel’s apartment, he had an assortment of beverages and canned foods

but you guys didnt portion correctly at all

you werent thinking of the future

you were only thinking of the present

and your food supply dwindled fast

now you were stuck eating two cherries and 3 almonds a day

only being able to sip lightly on some water

it was hell

“where do you suppose we go, daniel? the streets are flooded with those things!” you point at the large window overlooking the street 

daniel runs his hair through his dirty hair

you guys havent had running water since the second week of the outbreak

it was terrible not being able to take a shower or wash your face but you just had to suck it up

daniel snaps you out of your thoughts by pushing open the windows, letting the cool, misty air enter the room

he walks over to the kitchen where his guns were and grabbed two

guns scared you, so daniel promised that he would only handle them unless he really needed your help

“i’m going to need your help, im sor-”

you shook your head, grabbing the gun and walking over to the window, “it’s okay. i can do this.” you pull your shaking arms up and point it at the large crowd below

“wait!” daniel calls out, running next to you with a box of bullets, “remember, aim for the heads, if you can.”

you nod, taking in a deep breath and began to shoot

-

the air was full of the scent of dead things

the dried blood on the brick wall and the large, thick cloud of flies was enough to make anyone sick

“daniel, are we almost at the store?” you ask daniel while trying not to breath through your nose

breathing through your nose was a guaranteed throw up session

the smell was horrid

you see daniel nod, pointing at a store only a couple of meters away from you, “lets hope it still has some sort of food in it”

you shake your head, “i hope”

the parking lot had a couple of abandoned cars sitting silently

there were shopping carts scattered everywhere giving it a slightly ominous feeling

daniel has to pry the automatic doors open when you reach the store as all electricity has went out

once you walk in, he shuts the door again

“holy shit, daniel! it’s a gold mine in here!” you exclaim in excitement while running over to the canned food section

you tear open your backpack and start to shovel in good looking food at first

canned peaches, canned pineapples, canned fruits but then you slowly went to the more savory things

you got a large jar of pickles, 4 cans of beans, a couple of bags of beef jerky

you stuffed your bag so full of food that it almost wouldnt zip up

you turn around with a huge smile on your face but the smile is immediately dropped when you feel the cold metal of a gun resting against your forehead

“drop to your fucking knees”

[ecotone99]

I'd die for you

I first met Urvashi during class 6th of our school. We were classmates. she was kind and bright, but above all she was willing to be friends with someone plain and boring as me. I loved her. But I was alright with never confessing my feelings to her, because i hated the fact that we may not be friends anymore. my parents lived far away from me so most of the times i would have dinner at Urvashi’s house . That day i went to Urvashi’s house to help her cook a feast for her moms birthday. But I was careless, i left the recipe book close to the stove and it caught fire. The fire soon spread through the whole house.

“My mom is still in there “, Urvashi kept shouting but the firefighters wouldn’t let her go past them. Soon the whole house fell to ashes.

“This is all my fault” i thought to myself.

All kinds of things were said at the funeral, that how Urvashi had only her mom after her father had left them , and now that she had also left her , she no longer had anyone left.

“ im really sorry” , i said in a sobbing voice.”its all my fault, if i had paid attention , nothing like that wouldve happened. I know ill never get your forgiveness with just an apology , but i-”

Before i could say anything more, Urvashi hugged me and said,” it’ll be fine , it wasnt your fault, as long as i have you everything will be fine”, she said with tears in her eyes. She didnt care that she had lost someone important because of me , she forgave me with an open heart . thats when i mad up my mind, i will protect Urvashi for as long as i live. She will never suffer like this again. Two years passed.

I could hear some of the girls gossiping in our class.

“He was the 2nd victim “, one of them said.

“Scary,its fishy how they went missing one after the another”. Said another

“I bet she did something to them”

“ who knows?”

“At any rate, its better if we stay away from Urvashi”

I couldnt bear this any longer. I walked up to Urvashi and asked her if she wanted to walk home together.

“Dont let them get to you “ , i said , trying to comfort her.”its not your fault Urvashi”

“But, two people i dated suddenly disappeared you know,” she said.” everything was normal just the other day, now they’re nowhere to be found. Why do those important to me suddenly disappear?” as she said this, Urvashi made the same distraught face she made when her mom died in that fire that day. Seeing her in such a state twisted my heart beyond belief.” i wasnt trying to blame you” she said seeing the look on my face,” youre an important friend . besides what happened two years ago was an accident.”but i could never forgive myself for it.

“Hey” she said while looking and smiling at me,” you know, everyone important to me keeps disappearing one by one. Im terrified, please you dont leave me too”. Heaing those words from her only strengthened my resolve.

“ ill be fine “, i said. We saw each other off and went our own separate ways.

Shes so cute and precious, ‘please dont leave me too’ , i just love her soo much. Ive made up my mind to protect Urvashi. Theres no way id disappear. Thats why everytime Urvashi gets a boyfriend, i test them. I would flirt with them , invite them over and every time they easily come with me. Boys are such pigs. Cheaters like that arent worthy of Urvashi. I wanted to make sure that these filthy men would never make Urvashi cry in the future, so i nipped the problem in the bud. The public thinks theyve gone missing , and Urvashi also hasnt noticed either. I do feel sorry for her since because of all this , there are rumors going about her in the class. But its good this way cause the worthless nobodies stay away from her. As i entered the class i saw that somebody had written ‘ Urvashi is a dirty slut who eats men’.i quickly picked up the duster and rubbed it off. I turned around to see that some girls had surrounded Urvashi and were talking to her. I walked closer to the group to listen what they were talking about. I saw that it was Hargun and her friends talking to Urvashi. I say that they had put dirty wet rags on Urvashis seat.

“Urvashi , could you do something about your seat, i dont want to sit near someone whos seat is so dirty”, she said with hate in her eyes and a sly smile on her face.Urvashi glared back at them.

One of the girls got scared and said” what, you think we did this? You are the one who makes your boyfriends disappear and then attend school as if nothing happened.”

“Stop it you all”, i said in a calm voice, looking towards those girls.” what youre doing is completely disgusting.

“You stay away from this “, Hargun said while facing me “ just because you are her best friend doesnt mean you will support everything she does”

“ i didnt say that because im her friend, i said this because i think you all are scum”

The look in my face caused Hargun to shudder a bit. She left with her friends sson after. Urvashi thanked me for saving her, but the only thing that was going through my mind was that Hargun needed to go for Urvashi to be happy. The next day was a weekend , and Hargun attended extra classes on those days till late evening. I put on my hoodie and grabbed my suitcase, duffle bag and a hammer. I waited for her to be alone and then i started following her. I guess she noticed me because after a few minutes she started running. But i always knew that she was a dumb girl. She ended up running into a dead end with no lights. She turned around to see me , but before she could say anything , i smashed her face in with the hammer. She died instantly . i used the bleach to remove any blood from the path and then stuffed her body into the suitcase. Im getting pretty used to killing poeple. But i hadnt done anything wrong, this was all to protect Urvashi. *click* what was that? I turned around to check where that sound came from but there was no one there. Maybe it was my imagination . maybe im getting too paranoid. What is the point of being scared, i dont care being called a murderer if i can keep a smile on Urvashis face. As i thought this , i saw a wretched rotten away face staring from a corner at me. “ are you sure about that ?” , it said “ you erase those who you deem unworthy of of Urvashi, but that isnt the truth. You just want her all yo yourself , dont you?” i got scared and jumped back in impulse.i looked back at the corner but the face was no longer there.” everything i do is for Urvashi and no one else” i said to myself as i walked back to my home.

The next day after classes ended , our teacher told us that Hargun hadnt reached home yesterday and asked us to be extra careful. While walking home i could see that Urvashi was tense . i asked her what was wrong. “ im really cursed arent i ?, anyone i have any kind of connection with disappears.” as she said this, she started weeping.

“ its not your fault Urvashi” , i said while thinking that it was true that it wasnt her fault, because it was mine.i killed them all.

“ theres no need for you to cry” i said “ because, its their fault they didnt come back, each of them might have a reason why they disappeared. So please dont vry for them” as i said this Urvashi stopped crying and without saying anything went back home.

Later that night i decided that it was finally time for me to dismember Urvashi and dispose off her because even after keeping the body in ice , it had started to rot. I put her body in the bathtub and started cutting her in small pieces. As i was doing this someone rang the bell. I thought they would leave after sometime but they kept ringing the bell continuously.i quickly washed my hands and opened the fron door. I was shocked to see the police standing there.

“ are you deeksha?” they asked.

“ yes , but why? “ i said trying to act cool.

“ we received a report so we came to confirm it” as he said this he produced three pictures in front of me. In two if them i could be seen disposing of bodies and in one of them i could be seen stuffing Harguns body in the suitcase. Seeing this i felt as if i lost my voice. I couldnt say anything.

“You are suspected of unlawful disposal of corpse” said the policeman. “ we will now be searching your house” as he said this, two policemen entered my house. “ we found the body sir” on of them shouted from the bathroom”

“ you are under arrest “ said the policeman in front of me.as the policeman apprehended me , i shouted” who was the bastard that clicke those photos? Ill kill them !!”

“I clicked those “

I turned around to see who said that . i was frozen stiff to see Urvashi standing there. “ thats right, i clicked those “

“ Urvashi, what are you doing here?”

“ the fire that broke out two years ago, no one could blame you no matter how much you were at fault, and also i knew you were in love with me. So i thought that id make you suffer through raging jealousy as revenge for the fire. Thats why i started dating those boys. And as i predicted, you killed them both , and as an added bonus you killed Hargun too” she said while giggling.” you mustve thought of some bullshit , like everything i do is for Urvashi, right? You killed them on your own , can you stop saying that it was for my sake? Those word sound quite funny from the mouth of my mothers murderer.” as she said that i felt destroyed. I just wanted to die. “Wait, then why did you forgive me?” i asked shivering.

“ i can tell many lies, i’ll never forgive you . even if you spend the rest of your life atoning for those sins.”

“ hold on , then why, why did you tell me you forgave me back then, if you didnt forgive me, i was ready to kill myself.if you hated my existence that much , i couldve killedmyself for your sake.”

“ it wouldve been over fr you if you died back then. i had to drag you to the deepest depths of despair or else there would have been no point. You killed three poeple , thats a much heavier sin than setting that fire. Thank you for going to hell on your own” as she said that she gave a carefree smile to me, as if she had finally attained the things for which she lived for.

“ i finally got my revenge”

-end-

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[[The sound clearly came from the infirmary, but further shouts of surprise do not continue. In fact, it is eerily silent and moreso than usual.]]

DAVENFORTH: -Okay, so maybe he wasn't actually able to place that scream. Regardless, Davenforth wasn't sleeping well. A combination of a lot of things, a lot feelings he wasn't processing correctly...or at all. Keeping busy would help right? He rounds the corner into the infirmary, hair poofy and without its proper treatment.-

DAVENFORTH: Whats goin on here

QIRIN: =She is in the hallway in the process of stepping from wall where in her surprise she had flattened herself against it and knocked over several instruments on a medical cart. Lowering the hand she had thrown in front of her by pure reflex, she briefly rested it upon her chest then allowed it to drift down to her side.=

QIRIN: =Qirin lifted a brow to him in greeting as though she hadn't just emitted the noise.= Pleasant night, Davenforth? =On the floor in front of her in a pile of linen which had spilled from the closet rose a teal colored grub that is chirruping happily, waving her forelegs and slowly waddling her way toward the carapacian.=

DAVENFORTH: -Okay wow, that's a lot of commotion for...a grub? He raises a brow at her.- Thought someone was being murdered

DAVENFORTH: Looks like condy is enlistin em younger and younger

DAVENFORTH: Cuter too

DAVENFORTH: -Squats down to the grub- A lil messy though

QIRIN: =She knelt to the ground beside him as the grub turned her head towards Davenforth, lifting her head to sniff the air= She is not supposed to be here. Her caretakers must be wondering where she is. I must notify Miss Raziga immediately. How long has it been since we departed from Avalon? =As she continues, her voice is gradually getting more strained. She is calm however, despite hiding a great deal of panic. =

DAVENFORTH: Long enough that we cant afford to turn the ship around to bring her back -Welp....more grubs. He holds his hand out to the tiny-

DAVENFORTH: So youre not a tiny assassin huh

DAVENFORTH: Thats good because youre really sloppy

QIRIN: =Small, extended whine of despair=

QIRIN: Truly, a criminal mastermind. This was her plan all along, I know it.

GRUB: =She's squinting under the bright infirmary lights and gingerly bats at Davenforth's hand, i.e. the blurry blob in front of her=

QIRIN: This one has been following me from the brooding caverns since the Union's physicians were assigned to give the little ones health checks. I should have known something was amiss when she did not appear at the ship for her scheduled stalking within a week. =her shoulders droop= I suppose I had hoped she had finally lost interest and another lusus had selected her under their keeping.

DAVENFORTH: -Congratulations grub, you have a hand. Davenforth squints at her behind his shades- So you never told anyone she kept sneaking off

GRUB: =still squinting, she hooked her other foreleg around his hand and dragged herself forward. His hand is going into her mouth, and she subsequently began to nibble at it.=

QIRIN: Of course I did. Dirk has known of these occurances since he caught me returning one day. At the time, I told no one as it was merely a minor issue and I felt it was unnecessary to inconvenience staff. The caretakers of the mothergrub know. Some of them thought this to be quite funny.

DAVENFORTH: -Ugh...gross...this is his life now- Looks like shes got somethin in common with jin

QIRIN: Jin? =She's a little out of the loop=

GRUB: =Now that the meat has been sufficiently tenderized, it is time to scale this mountain.=

DAVENFORTH: -Just gonna let this grub climb on him.- Uh yeah

DAVENFORTH: Me and lif have a grub

DAVENFORTH: Thing just kept stalkin her so she decided to keep it shes a limeblood

DAVENFORTH: A statistical impossibility

DAVENFORTH: Like me being a parent

DAVENFORTH: Which apparently i am now

QIRIN: =Her eyes trail from Davenforth to the grub, who is now crawling up the length of his arm=

QIRIN: =she snickered= Congratulations. It should have been expected with the way impossibilities seem possible on this ship. Trolls caring for the own, mystical abilities, coming back from dead. Even you, Dave, becoming a guardian.

DAVENFORTH: Yeah no shut up im not supposed to be a parent

QIRIN: And why is that?

GRUB: =Now perched upon his shoulder, she continues her exploration by sticking a leg in his ear=

DAVENFORTH: -This is fine. Except it's not, and he cranes his head away like please no.-

DAVENFORTH: Because ive got no right bein apart of a kids formative years all im gonna do is fuck it up i dont even know how to take care of a kid

GRUB: =when he moves, she makes a mrrrrrp! noise=

QIRIN: ... =You and me both, Dave=

QIRIN: I am sure you would make an excellent caretaker. If not, there are many on this ship from who you can take advice.

QIRIN: Your namesake, for instance. He has a child of his own.

DAVENFORTH: First things first im his namesake

DAVENFORTH: Im not askin my little nephew about baby pointers

QIRIN: You will have to forgive me for that slip up. Blame it on the fact that I am still reeling from the shock of a grub leaping at my face from what was supposed to be a harmless linen closet. =She laughed again=

QIRIN: Are you betting your child's life on a matter of pride, Dave? ^_^

DAVENFORTH: No cuz lifera is a great mom the kid is halfway in good hands

QIRIN: And why not make "the kid full way in good hands"?

DAVENFORTH: Because my hands aint good for raisin kids -Speaking of, he plucks up the grub into his hands and boops her nose-

QIRIN: =eyes those hands= You are not providing sufficient evidence to prove your theory correct.

DAVENFORTH: Playing with a kid and actually helping them grow without fuckin em up are two different things

GRUB: =looks astonished by the boop and waggles her legs around trying to find the source of what did it=

QIRIN: =she glances at the bby troll, slightly concerned. The eyedrops hadn't improved her vision problems, and Qirin wouldn't know more information until pupation.=

QIRIN: You have barely begun. How are you so sure of this?

DAVENFORTH: -Squints at the little grubby and places his hand over her eyes, kind of shielding it from the light-

DAVENFORTH: Because its me and if theres one thing i know its me

GRUB: =squints a little less=

QIRIN: =she watches this interaction closely. He wouldn't be a good father my ass.=

QIRIN: So. What you are saying is that you have already resolved to failure and you are not even going to attempt it?

DAVENFORTH: Its the light thats botherin you huh yeah its stupid bright in here -Bye Qirin-

QIRIN: Why is it when I come close to making my point, you divert the subject?

QIRIN: =She huffs and gets up to stand to fix the lighting situation, because he may be onto something there.=

DAVENFORTH: Whats that rami

QIRIN: =She flicks off the lights to that portion of the hallway and dims the others to the floor lights so that they arent sitting in complete darkness.=

QIRIN: I am trying to state you will not know until you try, and there is absolutely no harm in asking for advice from those who know the subject of childrearing.

QIRIN: =she began picking up the linen that had fallen to the floor, neatly stacking them back in the closet again.=

QIRIN: You can either accept that there are certain subjects of which you are unaware, and pursue sources of knowledge to rectify that. Or you can make no attempt and remain ignorant. ^_^

DAVENFORTH: Pffft and here you are preachin again look i know what i know and i know what i dont

DAVENFORTH: Didnt know a damn thing about being my own manager and i figured that out

DAVENFORTH: If youre so high and mighty as a parent then why dont you take care of this one instead of screamin bloody murder

QIRIN: =she seems aghast at the prospect.=

QIRIN: Dave, I know that I may sound—

GRUB: =At the adjustment of the lighting, the grub's eyes turn spherical and she chirrs. Nibbling Davenforth's fingers in thanks, she makes a subsequent beeline for the Carapacian.=

QIRIN: =eyes the grub almost fearfully= ....incredibly...hypocritical....

GRUB: =starts crawling up Qirin's skirts=

QIRIN: But I literally know nothing of the subject. When I was cloned, childrearing was not written into the construct of my DNA. I have no intrinsic knowledge of how to care for the upbringing of my own kind, and I especially do not have the knowledge of how to care for children of another species.

GRUB: =Slides back down the fabric of her leg=

QIRIN: =slightly distressed= Oh, little one, I do not fit the requirements necessary to be your caretaker. D:

QIRIN: Surely, there are others far more qualified.

GRUB: =tries climbing up her leg again=

DAVENFORTH: No one is born with child testing in their dna

DAVENFORTH: Besides

DAVENFORTH: You wont know know until you try and theres no harm in asking for advice from those who know

DAVENFORTH: You can either accept that there are certain subjects of which you are unaware and pursue sources of knowledge to rectify that or you can make no attempt and remain ignorant

DAVENFORTH: B|

QIRIN: :(

QIRIN: I admit I dug my own grave there.

DAVENFORTH: Theres always someone more qualified

DAVENFORTH: Just because i think im gonna fuck the kid up dont mean i wont try

QIRIN: Well.

QIRIN: That is good, then.

QIRIN: Effort is always commendable.

QIRIN: However Dave, this is an entirely different situation that I—

GRUB: =manages to crawl up her side and into the crook of one of Qirin's arms=

QIRIN: =her arm automatically (and subconciously) moved to cradle the grub.=

GRUB: =She snuggles in, just wanting to be held.=

QIRIN: =horrified=

QIRIN: This is a manner of...of...of mistaken identity! I am no lusus!