#'i cry lord why dont you just take me home could you hand me the instructions please I've been pleading on my knees yeah you just tell me

[the-acid-pear]

I feel like I've been having fits of euphoria but I'm not quite, happy. It's like the deal w energy earlier. It's like i have to sets of emotions running simultaneously. I'm energetic but I'm tired, I'm euphoric but I'm depressed, etc etc. Very mentally ill of me!

[jackmanbj]

happy wife, happy life

summary: your pregnancy mood swings are killing jack, he tried everything to get you happy but everything he tried fails.

requested by a lovely anon!💕

jack had just left the house to go get you some food, you wanted to stay home because this baby was kicking your ass.

jadore went with jack to go get your food so she could get some to.

stinka💕-baby what do you want?

you- i told you, canes.

stinka💕- i know baby, what do you want from canes?

you- oh sorry, can i get a 3 piece please?

stinka💕- of course

you put your phone down and started watching me before you.

not even 10 minutes into the the movie, you in tears, but it was to good to turn off.

jack helped jadore into her seat and placed her food down.

he quickly went to go get you so you can eat.

jack opened the door to seen you crying, eyes still glued to the screen, tissue in one hand and remote in the other.

“baby whats wrong??”

jack made his way over to you and wiped your tears off with his thumb.

“nothing..the movie is so sad though jack..” “baby, lets go eat mmh?” “ok..”

jack helped you up and started helping you make your way down the stairs to jadore and your food.

“whats wrong mommy?”

that made you cry even more, just jadore making sure her mommy was ok made you cry.

jadore noticed you starting to cry once again so she hopped out her set as fast as she could and ran over to hug your leg.

you bet down to pick her up.

“mommys ok sweet girl, lets eat eat?”

“yes!”

you brought jadore back to her seat and your both started eating.

“mm jack this is so good, want some?”

jack walked over a took a huge bit of your food and you just looked at him.

“really jack? i dont even want it anymore.” “baby finish your food!” “no! i dont want it anymore.”

you got up and picked up your phone and started walking back upstairs to watch your movie.

a few minutes later jack walked into the room with the word sorry written on his forehead that looked like it was written by a three year old.

because it was.

“read my forehead babe.”

you looked at his forehead and immediately giggled.

“really? i hope thats washable.”

“it is mamas, now do you forgive me?”

“yes baby boy i forgive you.”

jack had the biggest grin on his face as he walked over to you.

he stood on the side of the bed where you were, arms open.

you quickly got up to hug him.

“jack..”

“yes ma”

“i love you.”

“i love you more baby, more then anything in this fucking world.”

jack leaned down to kiss you and you quickly kissed him back.

jack started rubbing on your stomach, bending down to talk to her and kiss her.

jack planted 3 kisses on you before opening his mouth.

“hi baby, mommy and daddy cant wait to meet you, you’re going to be so spoiled by everybody, i love you so much. you have an amazing mom, sister, and uncles.” jack planted a few more kisses over your stomach before looking up to fine you once again crying.

“babe.”

“im sorry! that was just so sweet!”

jack chuckled and pressed play on your movie.

every once in awhile, sad scenes would come up making you cry but jack would always calm you down.

until the movie ended.

you were right expecting the most happiest ending ever.

but it wasn’t, in fact it was the saddest ending you genuinely ever seen.

and you wouldn’t stop crying, lord knows it was just the baby but jack knew it was hormones and the only way for you to stop crying like this would be for you to go to sleep.

“baby how about you go to sleep.”

you shook your head no then got up and went to the bathroom.

“wheres jadore?”

“taking a nap mamas why?” jack got up and made his way to the doorframe of the bathroom.

“nothing, i was just checking.”

you reached for the shower handle losing your balance but jack was quick to catch you.

“unt unt, mamas go lay down, you can shower later fuck that.”

“jack! i wanna shower now!” “no ‘cause you almost bussed your fucking ass, go to the bedroom.”

jack pointed to the room implying for you to go there.

you simply huffed and rolled your eyes.

at this point, you simply wanted to take your shower and relax, but no.

‘just because i was about to fall doesn’t mean im not capable of taking a fucking shower.’

you thought to yourself as jack finally walked into the bedroom to join you on the bed.

“ma.”

you simply looked at him before pulling out your computer.

jack reached over and took the computer out of your lap and closed it, placing it on his side of the bed.

you quickly pulled on his earlobe.

your nails pressing together slightly as jack whined in pain.

“give me my fucking computer jackman thomas.”

“yes ma’am.”

as soon as you let jack go he reached to grab your computer rubbing his ear in pain.

you took a look at jack to realize he was pouting and rubbing his ear.

“aww come here stinka.”

you pulled jack into your chest as he fake cried.

“jack baby im sorry.”

“you almost killed me!”

“dont you think thats a bit dramatic?”

you moved jack curls out the way exposing that huge forehead and kissed forehead before gently placing them back.

“jack your forehead is huge, i hope sarija doesn’t have a forehead like that, i was so happy when jadore didn’t”

“THATS UNNECESSARY! you know what, i hope they dont have your high. since you know, your 5’5 on a good day.”

jack leaned up to whisper in your ear “its never a good day.”

you push his head off your chest while giggling and jack was full out belly laughing.

“are you finally happy ma? youve been crying all day.”

you quickly pouted.

“im kidding babe.”

jack placed a kiss on your lips and you quickly smiled.

“im going take my shower jack.”

“take it in the morning, lets go to sleep.”

“fine.”

you laid down once again slightly agitated, jack reached over to rub your bump and of course you let him but you let out a angry huff

jack realized you were once again upset but decided to let you sleep and not speak on it.

‘im going to have to deal with this the whole rest of this pregnancy’ jack thought as he kissed your cheek rubbing your belly.

[ksharoly]

As he drew his first breath she drew her last.

the love of the two can't be easily break cregan stark the lover of y/n targaryen this is the first time a Targaryen did not married a cousin, sibling, or an uncle.

"oh my love its near our child will be born isn't that amazing" cregan said as he caress her wife swollen tummy.

"your right its just sad that our child could not see any of his cousin.

"dont be my love soon all of this mess will be fixed and we will be happy again and you will be reunited to your home" cregan wipes he's wife tear.

"what do you want to name them" y/n asked.

"well if it's a boy let's name them Cael and if it's a girl you will decide my love"

"oh how about rose" y/n Said it was not definitely a Targaryen name but for her its a beautiful name that symbolizes beauty.

"that's wonderful my love now you rest" cregan carefully placed he's wife into the bed as he lay down next to her.

"My Lord!!!" a maid shouted as she quickly finds her lord.

"what's wrong?"

"the lady is now giving birth" as the maid explained cregan quickly ran to the room as he saw he's wife breathing heavily.

"my love you got this" cregan hold he's wife hand but how hard y/n pushed she couldn't bring out her baby the maester know that if y/n couldn't bring out her baby they need to cut her.

"what is happening why is not the baby not coming out" cregan nervously said

"my lord we need to cut her for the baby to come out"

cregan shivered as thought of losing he's wife he didn't want to be alone.

"no no this is not happening" as tears roll down his cheeks.

"my love come listen to me" y/n weakly said as she hold both of cregan hand.

"if i die be strong for our child raised our child with full of love that you showed to me don't forget that i love you until the very end and death" y/n said as she kiss cregan for the last time.

"i love you too my love always as the winter comes our love will be forever be strong for internity" cregan said as he also kiss he's beloved wife.

as the maester do there work a boy baby is finally out the cry of the baby was loud as the maester give the baby to y/n for the last time y/n couldn't believe that she is a mother now but she couldn't stop the tears rolling down her cheeks.

"oh my precious boy you will be strong as your father don't forget that i will always love you my cael" for the last time y/n close her eyes as cregan hold he's baby boy he couldn't stop crying.

as cael drew he's first breath y/n drew her last breath.

the town celebrate for the born of their heir as they also mourn for the loss of their great queen.

many of the girl's tried seducing the king but the King didn't care for them as he take care of he's beloved son.

no women couldn't replace the wife of the king as she who is only the women he loves portraits of her hanging around the place as they honour their queen for internity.

the King's landing also mourn for the death of their beloved princess the great targaryen who protected them from harm.

the Targaryen mourn for the death of y/n as the dragon's fire for the honor of their beloved princess they created a gold crown surrounded by red and white gems for the house of targaryen and stark they also added little gems representing the seven houses.

as for the people of winter fall create the dress for her funeral the dress is colored in red, black, and white the dress also has mark's of the seven houses.

"Y/N STARK THE QUEEN OF THE NORTH AND THE PRINCESS OF HOUSE TARGARYEN"

[viscera-vital]

or like. one of my OTHER favorite things to think about kelvin like. IT DOESNT EVEN HAVE TO BE ON THE ISLAND actually i kind of love the thought of them like in their kitchen after being rescued n rehabilitated cuz its domestic and kelvin is cleaning up. n cicero comes up behind him and hugs him and mumbles to him something. cheeks turn red and he suddenly doesnt feel like cleaning up anymore!!! feels ciceros hands trail down, one slides down his chest and underneath his shirt to feel his soft tummy, the other edges its way to his waistband...... eheheehehe skjfssjdfs

whispering about how he needs to take care of him right now, needs to taste his cum LIKE. god hes all fucked up!!! heads spinning and heart pounding, hangs his head a little while he braces himself against the counter cuz he knows hes gonna need the stability

cicero palming him thru his pants for a moment but hes already hard!! easily. who wouldnt be? undoes his belt n slides his pants down just a bit, smiles softly when he feels his cock spring out of his boxers LIKE UGHHHH love him

theres nothing better in my head than giving someone a handjob while yr pressed tightly against their back ITS SO GOOD!!!! cicero can be kind of demanding so i wouldnt put it past him to snap his fingers underneath kelvins face n open his palm, expecting him to give him a little spit to work with. but kelvin likes it better when its ciceros, something about it gets him off way easier so he shakes his head and mumbles "you". GRGRGRR say less!!!!! okayyy yes sir o7

godd the feeling of ciceros hand all wet against his cock. he could die there and be happy!!! knows hes gonna take good care of him, i mean. can you blame him? looking after him for months on a remote island full of danger has kinda just embedded that need in his head, he wants to take care of him before he does anything else. its why hes got him pinned against the counter now, languidly stroking his cock, completely captivated by his soft moans and how he involuntarily bucks his hips against his hands every now and then. enamored for real

and its mutual of course, kel cant stop the way he groans when he feels cicero rock his hips against him gently from behind like. the WAY it makes him feel.. LIKE. GUHHHH HES MY PRETTY PRINCESS......... hes sooooo cute i want him to feel so taken care of and so loved and so. GRGRRR i want that grown man blushin i want him feeling so pretty and special I WANT HIM FEELING LIKE HIS NEVER FELT BEFORE!!!!!!!!!!!! want him underneath me want him grinding against me and begging and crying UGHHH.

JUST THE IMAGE of him leaning against the counter while cicero works his cock, sweat forming at his brow n hes trying sooo hard to keep himself upright even tho his legs are starting to shake a little. wants nothing more than to lay down in their soft bed and let cicero have his way with him but.. knowing that at any time cicero might suddenly get the urge to make him cum, even in the middle of a chore? LIKE.. HES NOT COMPLAINING.. probably feels so good knowing he can be pleased whenever, like so willingly and eagerly too. cicero doesnt even WANT anything he just.. needs to make him cum like i can imagine cicero coming home from work and kelvin greets him and hes just like pleaseee let me suck yr dick i had a hard day today i need to taste you and hes 😃 okay!!!!!! dont gotta tell him twice.

he thinks its incredibly sweet, too. isnt it so cute? DONT TALK TO ME OKAY... sexual comfort is very healing for me!!!! so yeah i think him relaxing by getting on top of kelvin and grinding against his cock for an hour is the sweetest thing ever like. teehee want them both desperate and frantic, mumbling and whining, begging to cum!!!!! ughhh good lord. its my favorite past time love thinkin about that

[confusedhazel]

against the kitchen floor [will wood]

i dont owe you my heart, and i dont owe you my body. but you should know that im sorry for being careless with you

lord knows i owe you more than i'm pretty sure i ever could give anybody. but i can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects; bottom shelf erotic products like me.

so, i could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length, oh - hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake. less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough. unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush

and i swear. i'm really trying!

get it together, chlo, know and do better. it just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me.

i swear, i'm really trying. ohh, i'm sorry, i promise i'm doing my best, i just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet.

...i still don't know who you are. i only know that i'm still lonely, that morbid sort where even company can't cure me and the more you reassure the less i trust

but still you gave me your heart!!! i only gave you my body:(

honestly thought nobody'd want it, let alone notice it's gone and so i left it home but now, now, now -

i keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head, oh monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends. i've lived more lives than enough, i haven't died quite as much, but i'm not a real person, just the shit you cant make up

and i swear i'm really trying. i'm just as exposed if i take off my clothes when we make the closest thing to love that i'm capable of

and i don't know why you would care. but, i'm really trying. ohh, i'm sorry, i promise, i'm doing my best; i just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet.

did i really have any of that gravity? maybe you're quicksand. because i really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went. the vertex of my redemption arc, the searching of that virgin heart

i'm catatonic in your arms, crying "how did i cause so much harm?" i'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor

apologizing for my life and ever entering yours.

don't say "i'm sorry but this can't go on," i know you got scars of your own. but hide my knives before you go, i'll either live or die alone

i swear. i will die trying

i'm still in the process, but i'm making progress. i promise i honestly want to prove improvement's possible. i swear

i'm so fucking sorry

i'm not a good person, i'm barely a person at all, but someday i'll be perfect and make up for it all

[hotcocosstuff]

Castiel x reader Smut: Comfort

From my wattpad

You were sitting in the bunker waiting for a case with your older brothers when Castiel showed up. You smiled up at the angel as he greeted your brothers. You had never met the angel before but you had heard a lot about him. You were reading a book in a corner so he didn't even notice you there as he continued to talk to your brothers. "Hey Y/N" you looked up from your book "Yeah Dean?" "Can you grab my weapons from the trunk of the impala I want to clean them." You nodded waving at cas before you dashed out. When you got to the impala you heard a flutter of wings behind you. "Who are you?" You turned around to find castiel "I could ask you the same thing." You say smirking. "I am Castiel a angel of the lord" you laugh making him tilt his head "I was kidding Castiel I know who you are" he nodded softly "My names Y/N im sam and dean's younger sister." "It's a pleasure to meet you Y/N" you smile before continuing to grab the weapons once you were done you closed the trunk and turned around so you were facing him "Well i should get these back to Dean bye Castiel" you walked away leaving him standing there. Once you got back inside the bunker you handed dean his stuff " Your angel is peculiar." Dean laughed "More like clueless." You sighed yawning softly "well if we dont have a case yet than im going to take a nap." "Ok" dean said "love you sis." Sam said smiling "love you too sammy" You were the only one allowed to call him sammy because you were his little sister. You went to your room and went to bed.

You were dreaming about your past when you were taken from your family far away from anyone else. John had left you to these stupid demons and it was like you were back there all over again."Please i didn't do anything i just want to go home!" "Don't we all but the boss wants us to hurt you in every possible way." You sucked in a breath before the demon ran his knife across your shoulder digging in deep leaving a scar there forever. "Please let me go please someone anyone save me i don't want to die not like this"

You woke up screaming and to a hand on your sweaty forehead "Y/n are you ok?" You looked up into worried blue eyes. "I-im ok Castiel." You try to put on a smile and be brave but a tear falls down your face. "Can i read your mind so i can understand and help you?" You nod weakly now crying hard. After a moment of silence he speaks up "I know sam and dean said john was mean but i didn't think he was that mean." "He left me to die and be raped and tortured" you say between sobs. Castiel put his arm and laid down next to you carefully. "Shhh i know its ok your safe now little one your safe." "Why are you helping me Castiel and where are Sam and Dean?" He sighed "Sam and dean went out to a bar and im helping you because even though we just met i like you and, i honestly think you are a kind and beautiful especially after reading your mind." You smile softly burying your head into his chest and falling asleep. He smiled looking down at you watching you sleep and keeping the bad dreams away.

When you woke up the next day (because Castiel made sure you got plenty of sleep).

You found Castiel staring down at you. "Good morning Y/N" "Morning?! How long was i out?" "Since you curled into my chest and fell asleep yesterday." "Oh sorry Castiel." You move to get off of him and get up but he pulls you back down so your straddling his lap. "Where do you think your going?" You blushed "To see my brothers." "They left on a hunt." "Without me?" "I told them you needed rest." "Ok." You decided to bury your head in the crook of his neck. "Castiel i know we just met but i think i love you." He looked down at you eyes wide with surprise. You gulped sitting up to face him. "I'm sorry I.." You were cut off by his lips pressed to yours. You took a minute to register what was happening before you moved your lips against his. He then took you and flipped you underneath him.

"C-Castiel" you moaned and he took the opportunity to put his tounge in your mouth exploring every inch of it. "Mmm you taste so sweet." Castiel said running his hands up and down your body. He moved his lips to your neck kissing and biting until he found your sweet spot. "Castiel please i need more." He looked up at you "so impatient baby." He snapped his fingers removing your clothes but leaving him fully dressed. You whined tugging at his trench coat "Shh baby I'm going to take good care of you." He then moved his head down to your nipples. He kissed and licked at one while tweaking the other one with his fingers. "It's always the quiet ones" you laugh softly your laugh turning into a moan. " you wont be laughing for long." He moved his head between your legs smirking. You felt something warm run through your body touching every part of you in a pleasurable way. "W-what are you doing?" He smiled "My grace i want to feel you in every way little one." You moan as he sticks his tounge inside you. He took his tounge out and moved it to your clit as he shoved three fingers into you "Castiel I'm close." "Cum for me baby." That was all it took for you to be seeing stars. You opened your eyes to find Castiel naked and lining himself up with you. You gasped as he thrust into you " so tight baby." "Castiel faster please." That was all it took for him to thrust his hips forward and set a slow teasing pace. You saw his wings form and spread as his eye glew a bright blue "Can i touch them" you asked in between moans he nodded and when you grabbed onto them burying your hands into the feathers he let out an animalistic growl and thrust into you at a brusing pace. It wasn'tlong before you were close "Castiel I'm close." He growled his grace now rubbing at your clit "Then cum, cum with me baby." You were then seeing stars again and moaning his name as you came. He came as well shooting his hot seed into you.

As you both came down from your highs he pulled out of you. "I love you too Y/N."  You smiled kissing him and running your hands through his feathers. He groaned softly. "Love you so much." Then of course dean and sam walked in already back from there hunt. "Wow you guys literally just met a day ago and your already fucking." You nodded and kissed Castiel smiling "Your just jealous dean." Sam said walking in. You sighed "He probaly is too he cant get a girl and keep them like i can." Castiel said smiling "Ouch." Sam and you said at the same time laughing. Castiel pulled you closer to his chest nuzzling his face into your hair. "Whatever, if you hurt my sister i will hurt you though." Dean said rolling his eyes. Castiel looked up for a second before sighing "I could never hurt this precious human being." He said then nuzzled his face back into your hair. You smiled "Alright dean that's enough threats" Sam winked at you then pushed dean out and closed the door.

"I know this is alot for a first meeting and only knowing each other for a day but will you be my girlfriend y/n?" "Of course Castiel." He smiled turning you to look at him "You can call me Cas, honeybee." You tilted your head "honeybee? Where did that come from." He smiled pecking you on the lips softly "I love bees and i love you so im calling honeybee or bee if your ok with it." You smiled it was your turn to give him a peck on the lips "Of course im ok with it babe." He smiled before spooning you as you closed your eye "Get some sleep honeybee I'll watch over you." You smiled "I love you cas." He kissed the back of your neck "I love you too bee." You then closed your eyes and fell asleep.

Sure enough Castiel had kept his promise and was there when you woke up "Good morning Y/n." You smiled opening your eyes tiredly "Good morning love." He flipped you over so you were facing him. "Hello brother." You both look up "What do you want Gabriel." He smirked and pulled out a lollipop before answering "I'm helping the winchesters out on there next case and i realized i hadn't seen my favorite winchester yet." You smile at your second favorite angel (after cas of course) "Too bad he got to you before i did, i more than happily would have took you." You roll your eyes chuckling softly. "Ok well I'll leave you guys to get dressed." Then he was gone. "Come on bee get up and get dressed I'm taking you out on a date today." You smiled at him "Ok baby." He disappeared and you got dressed in something rather revealing. "Castiel I'm ready." He reappeared

"Mmm bee think we can get a round in before we leave." "Castiel." You blush softly as he backs you up onto the bed. "Babe didnt you say we had somewhere to be." You say chuckling "It can wait bee you look to good in that." He snapped and both of your clothes were gone. He didn't waste anytime before he pushed into you. It was the night before all over again he had you screaming his name so that everyone in the bunker could hear.

After you were done you smiled and laughed "Now i need a nap." He smiled "Take your time honeybee." With that you fell asleep in your angels arms knowing you would always be safe.

[fallenangels1987]

moon knight volume 9 is a story thats really important to me as an assimilated jew. like there was something in the water when jed mckay wrote "we lost our homes. our land. we were enslaved and then escaped out into the desert. and from then up till now, we took our licks from practically everyone. my father taught me that it was our perseverance that was our greatest quality as a people. how we never gave up our faith, our laws, our covenant with god. how we could laugh to keep from crying. no matter what happened to us. so when i died in selima, can you blame me for taking khonshus offer? i put aside a god who had let terrible things happen to his people, a god who i had never seen, never heard, in favor of a god who spoke right to me and promised: 'join me. be my son. and together we will get things done.'" and "all my life, i thought my father was weak because he was kind and gentle and would never raise a hand in violence. but he would've died before he broke faith with god. before recognizing another. 'you shall have no other gods before me... for i, the lord, your g-d, am a jealous g-d.' when it came down to it, i was the weak one. i sold out everything i had been raised to believe in to save my own neck. to further indulge my addiction to violence. my father's god took us out of egypt. my new one kept us there." and "you couldnt understand before why i take being the fist of khonshu so seriously, when its cost me so much. cost me everything. its because i dont have anything else left. if im not the fist of khonshu, whatever i choose to understand that as... then im just marc spector, the man who makes the wrong choice, every time. the man who threw away his religion, his heritage, killed what family he didnt bury. the man who brought harm and trauma to everyone who ever cared about him. the man who cant breathe from the guilt closing over his head, thick as seawater and twice as bitter." like HELLO he gets it!!!!

[madaboutmunson]

New Rose (Part 11 of 17 of Fire)

The school day ends, and you run out of class positively, shoving your stuff in your bag as you go. You hadn't done enough recon at this point to know Eddie's schedule, so you plan to try to spy him in the main hallway, but it's too crowded.

A wave of impulsivity crashes over you. You pull yourself up a little using the top of the nearest locker as a makeshift pull-up ledge and try to clamber on top of them.

You finally get to a seated position and swing your legs off the edge.

Whilst looking up and down the hall, completely ignoring everyone else, until you hear a voice below you, "Hey, some idiot is on my locker", and they grab your leg and try to pull you down.

You hear Eddie screech down the hallway, "HEY, DONT YOU FUCKING DARE!!" The guy below you freezes as Eddie runs at him, stopping below and opening his arms up for you to drop into. He calmly says to the guy, "This is my idiot, so I'd appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself!!"

You slide off the locker into Eddie's arms, but his one arm catches you under the legs, so you hold on by squeezing your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck.

Eddie holds up a finger to the guy that owns the locker, reverses you into it and kisses you passionately. You squeeze him tighter with excitement, in the background hearing, "Oh my god, gross." Which makes you laugh against Eddie's mouth. You open your eyes and catch a glimpse of Dawn looking anywhere but at you and Joe looking annoyed.

"Sorry, My Lord, I believe our peers disapprove of my antics. Let us leave this place." You say in a horrible posh British accent at Eddie. Which does nothing but make Eddie smile more expansive, and gaze at you, so you add in your normal voice, "So you can put me down, and we can get out of here?" You translate. He feigns sadness and gently places you on the ground, holding your hand as you land.

A couple of hellfire are looking over, slightly weirded out. Eddie shrugs and says, "Groupies….they just love me" this makes it much more acceptable for them to stomach, and they return to what they were doing.

As you get out of the doors, you whisper to Eddie, "Sorry if I embarrassed you in there. I just…well…I felt like it at the time. I blame you, really. I was very reserved before all this."

Eddie laughs and shakes his head, "Embarrassing? HA! Flattered more like. I don't think I've ever had someone climb the lockers just so they could see me. Also, I don't think this impulsivity has anything to do with me. I think it's always been in there, but clearly, this match," he points between the two of you, "let it out of its cage."

He gets lost in his thoughts for a few seconds, "So, you know it's hellfire club tomorrow." You nod, "so I can't miss that."

"Why should you ever miss out on that?" You say, puzzled.

"Er…well", he looks you up and down with his eyes.

"It's just one night!" You laugh.

"I know one whole night, right?!" He pretends to cry.

"Where is this conversation going?" You ask, laughing at his silliness.

"Oh yeah, the point being we should do something tonight, right?" He mumbles, looking at you from the side of his eyes for your reaction.

"That sounds great! What are we gonna do?" You say excitedly

"Well, I thought maybe we could drop your car at home, and we could go on a drive, see where the night takes us, or if you have any suggestions, that's cool too?" He asks

"No owl farms, though, right?" You say concerned.

"No, absolutely no owl farms or streams", he says definitely.

"Oooh, this is so exciting!" You do a little jump in the air of excitement.

He looks you over again, "You really are such a weirdo, you know that?" he smiles.

"Yes, but I'm your weirdo, Eddie", you add quickly.

"Oh, back to Eddie now, are we? I kinda liked my new name back at the locker." He says, leaning you against your car, looking down into your eyes, and gently pressing his body against yours.

"Oh," you realise and smirk, looking up into his eyes. "Apologies, my Lord. I quite forgot my place."

He takes a deep inhale and takes a step back away from you with his hands on his hips, "Yep", he struggles to say, "That's the one" you see him shudder a little.

"Hey, come back here," You say, trying to drag him back towards you.

"On second thoughts, maybe we'll just stick with Eddie…you know, in public" he waves a hand around at school, trying not to laugh and smiling sweetly.

"Edward, do I have a weapon to use against you now? Whenever I want?" You step towards him, walking your fingers up one side of his vest.

He catches your hand and kisses it, "Whenever you want." He says, shooting those beautiful brown eyes at you from under his hair. A wave of euphoria washes over you. He smiles, watching your gaze melt into his, "Gotcha", he says, laughing.

You playfully tap him in the arm, "You swine!"

"OK, OK", he laughs, "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

You jump into your car and head for home, Eddie, for a change, patiently driving behind you.

You both pull up on the driveway. You are about to just hightail it into Eddie's van when your Mom pops up from behind one of her rose bushes with her pruning shears.

"Hello, Moonbeam," she says, extending her arms out wide to you. Of course, you'd like to be cool about it, but you know how sweet your Mom is, and it would break her heart if you didn't run into her hug as usual.

"Hey, Mama." You say, running into her arms and being enveloped by her kaftan.

"Did that van follow you here?" She says, looking concerned at the van behind yours.

"Oh…um…that's my um… boyfriend's van…I mean…" You whisper to her

Her eyes go wide with excitement, "Oh darling, you have a new lover?? Oh, that's such good news. I knew you'd been much happier as of late", she says a little too loudly, trying to peer into the van, "Can I meet this dreamboat?" She says, wiggling your shoulders.

"I mean…I can ask…" You say nervously and jog over to Eddie's window. He's preening himself in the mirror, checking his teeth, and spraying himself with something. You knock on the window, which is wound down quickly. A cloud of cologne hits you, and you step back and catch your breath.

"Would you mind coming to say hi to my Mom?"

"Sure thing, Lover", he smirks at you. You sigh, realising he'd heard pretty much everything.

"Alright, alright, you want a hand getting that ego out of the van too?" You say, rolling your eyes.

He jumps down and takes your hand as you walk back over to the house.

Your Mom extends her arms out for a hug, just as she did for you, and you give Eddie a gentle push into the hug. He seems a little wary initially but soon relaxes into her arms, closing his eyes.

She takes his hands and steps away from him, "Let me take a look at you" She looks over Eddie with a great big smile and then holds up his hands to her eyes, "A musician…hmmm…guitarist. A fellow herbalist" she smirks and then looks in his eyes thoughtfully, "A kind heart, sweetness but wounded…"

You interrupt, "OK, Mama, that's enough. We're going on a date now, aren't we, Eddie?"

"It's OK," he says softly, "it's quite interesting."

Your Mom beams at you, then at Eddie.

"Edward…Fortune and protector," she looks over at you, "Much better than The Flooder."

"OK, nope, that's enough." So you go over and physically separate them.

They are both laughing at you, "The Flooder?" Eddie giggles, holding his ribs.

Your Mom leans down, picks up a freshly pruned light pink rose, which she quickly de-thorns with the penknife hidden in her kaftan, and hands it to Eddie, "For you, sweet boy."

Eddie stops giggling, accepts the rose, smiles thankfully, and gives your Mom another big hug. Behind his back, your Mom gives you a thumbs up.

You hear a clearing of the throat from the front door. Your Dad stands there with a paper under his arm and a pencil tucked behind his ear for the crossword.

"It always polite to ask before embracing another man's wife, Lad" Your Dad's northern English accent booms jovially from under his enormous moustache.

Eddie jumps at the sound and steps away from your Mom. Your Mom goes over a whispers something to your Dad, who raises his eyebrows and smiles over at you both. "Sorry lad, couldn't resist" he chuckles deeply and extends a hand towards Eddie, "Tom's the name"

Eddie takes the handshake, but his hand is pretty much engulfed by your father's, "Eddie", he smiles up at your Dad nervously.

Faster than Eddie can react, your Dad pulls him in for a hug. Eddie makes the noise of someone being squished, "Your the reason me kitchen was full of delicious treats t'other day then. Thanks, lad. Very hearty brekkie that were, but she only let me have the testers" He releases Eddie, and some petals fall from the squished rose Eddie had been holding.

"Have a great night, you pair, not too late though, tis a school Evenin', but you know…don't hurry back" he pats Eddie firmly on the back, which sends him a few steps towards you.

"Bye!" You say with your eyes wide at your parents as you take Eddie's hand and speed walk to the van. Eddie opens the door for you, helps you inside, and then runs to the driver's side to get in. He hasn't said a word since saying his own name. You twiddle your fingers nervously, "Are you alright?" You wince at the potential response. He looks around the dashboard and grabs a hair tie from the glove compartment, tying the rose to the front of one of the air vents.

He rests his face on his hand and looks at the flower, "I think…yeah…I think I'm good", he says gently with a content smile and straightens up to start the engine.

He grabs a box from behind him and plants it in your lap, "You are on DJ duty, My Lady, choose wisely", he says, putting his seat belt on.

You look in the box, and there are a ton of tapes. You look at the names and have heard of some of these bands but didn't know much music by them if any.

He sits back in his chair and looks between you and the box, "Well?"

"Oh, you want me to pick one now?"

He looks puzzled at you. "Yes, now. Otherwise, I won't know where I'm going, and also, driving in silence is a total snoozefest."

You mirror his look of confusion.

He laughs, "Babe, just pick a tape, any tape."

"No…there is something else at play here." So you stare at him, try to work him out, and look over the tapes.

"Aha! This isn't all of your cassettes because Slayer is missing. Which means this is a purposefully chosen selection." He nods, smiling and urging you on, "You said it would tell you where you are going. But only two of these albums have places, which are Heaven and Hell and Welcome to Hell, and I well that's not possible…soooo it must be the songs." His eyes light up. He was enjoying you figuring out his system.

You rifle through the box again, but the albums didn't all have places. Finally, you pout your lips to the side and give up, "I know I'm almost there, but I feel like we should get going, so I'm going to let fate decide."

You put the box behind your back, rustle around in the tapes, and settle on one, opening it up quickly and putting it into the tape deck.

It sounds like 2 or three guitars playing together, drums crashing now and then, then a substantial chunky baseline kicks in, and the song speeds up. The singer says something about sirens and air raids.

"Ooooh," Eddie says, "Nice choice Maiden's Powerslave" You check the cover of the cassette in your hand. It was indeed that album.

You read over the track listings looking for a place or clue.

Eddie puts his foot down as you grab for your seat belt. He's singing at the top of his lungs and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, one to the beat, one to something else.

You take out the cassette sleeve and look at the band and the lyrics. You notice their names. One is called Bruce. Your brain realises where the wedding name had come from now, this guy and Ozzy Osbourne.

"Bruce!" You say, smiling holding up the sleeve.

Eddie laughs, "Yep, you guessed it. A regular Columbo, tonight, aren't we?"

"So, are you taking me flying??" You say in a worried tone.

"Um, no, why?"

"Well, this song, I thought the music sounded like something rushing around, and then instead the words and it's about fighter jets or something, right?

"Correct, but also no." He smiles at your confused face, "Correct theory, wrong song", he emphasises.

You quickly scan the songs and lyrics, "The Clocktower, a castle, a fight, a village, a museum, the power station, the sea?"

"All I'm going to give you is this, you're very close on one of those."

You groan at your own dumbness, unable to guess but so close. You count the tapes in the box. There are 13. "Did you…um…so there are 13 tapes, so did you plan 13 different things we could do tonight, Eddie?"

"Yep, I sure did."

"Or is this something you use for all your dates?" You say with a tinge of worry.

Eddie slams on the breaks, "All my dates? What is going on in that head of yours?" He half smiles, and half frowns, "I mean, let's just say you were right, I was dating lots of people, or you know, even just one more. I would need to be a master of time travel to have spent time with them, you, school, practice, a wedding etc. It's not possible. So, if you can't take my word for it, trust in space and time, OK?"

He reaches over and takes your hand, "I know insecurity. Jesus, more than you know. So I want to give you this much. I came up with this idea today for us. No one else. Sure the places are a little generic, but we're both still getting to know one another, right? So I won't demand your trust, but I ask that you try to give me the benefit of the doubt when you can, alright?"

He squeezes your hand gently, "I like you a shit ton like I haven't thought or talked about much else all week long. I'm not whoever this Flooder was. I am absolutely under this expertly weaved magic spell of yours. Completely fucking bewitched" He smiles, searching your eyes.

You feel a little guilty, "I'm sorry, Eddie, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I just…urgh…it's just scary. You're not the only person in this van who is enchanted." You say softly, looking at the floor.

He pauses and almost looks a little proud. "OK, so now we've established we're just going to be olympian level stupid for one another, let's get outta here." He smiles, starting to drive again. He's taken your hand with his to the steering wheel, causing you to move a little closer as you drive into the night.

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Domniţă {Part 3}

Summary: The Winter Soldier was hired to protect you, guard you, risk his life for you. You are important. Your family is important. You become intrigued by the blue-eyed stoic man who stands by your side, and something brews between the two of you. Set during the Cold War. Winter Soldier!Bucky Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word count: 1178

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“Are you okay?” He asked you. It felt strange to hear his voice muffled by the mask he wore. You almost did not reply. Then you looked into his eyes, steel blue, and saw real emotion in them. Concern. Fear. To think once upon a time you had theorised that he was a robot with how reserved he normally is.

“Yeah.” The word left your mouth infused with shakiness. You tried to calm down your heart, but it was still racing from the attack. He noticed. Of course, he did. He walked over to you, carefully kneeling to pick you up. Your back ached from being pushed into the ground. The cry you let out when he lifted you off the ground told him as much.

“Can you walk?” He asked you. You barely heard him, focusing on the three men on the ground unmoving. “Y/N!” He said a bit more emphatically, grabbing your attention.

You snapped your head back to him, looking at him. Concern. Fear. Worry. “Can you walk?” He asked again. Slowly, you nodded a ‘yes’ and let him hesitantly lower you.

Instinctively, you rubbed your wrists where they had grabbed you tightly. It stung. You let out a hiss without realising and The Soldier was onto you instantly. He grabbed your hands, inspecting them carefully. Fear was gone from his eyes now. Anger replaced it. Anger. Concern. Worry. You caught him glance over at the thugs. “I’m fine.” You said softly. “Just bruised.”

He didn’t say anything to you now. He simply stepped back to call your father, talking in hushed muffled tones, informing him of your safety and that the situation had been dealt with. You focused on the thugs, taking careful steps around them, just out of reach if one miraculously woke up.

The call was made. More men arrived and took the thugs away. “Are they dead?” You asked him.

There were people around. You honestly were not expecting a response, that was not his normal. You had no idea why you had asked him in the first place, but you were in shock, you would later argue with yourself. And yet... he replied. “No. Your father will want to question them.” He said it so bitterly, as if he had wanted to kill them. That scared you.

Logically, you knew that a bodyguard’s job is to protect you. That involves killing people. He had literally killed to protect you the first time you had ever met him. And yet. This time, his desire to kill felt less like a professional obligation. He drove you back home, taking someone’s car. You were not sure whose but it had to have belonged to your father’s men. The drive was silent, the only sound that registered was when the hum of the engine cut abruptly as he got out to open your door. He never spoke unless spoken to, and you had nothing to say. This was your own fault. You had sneaked out without anyone. You knew it could have been dangerous – and oh Lord, how it was! – everything about this was on you.

“I’m sorry.”

Two words broke the silence as you walked to your room. You did not say anything. So, he must have. But why would he be apologising? You stared at him in confusion. This time, he didn’t stand outside the door, like a dutiful statue. He walked right in with you, closed the door and sat beside you.

“I should have been there. That was my job.” He sounded pained and mournful. It hurt you to think that this was probably the most human you had seen him look in two years. Whoever he truly was, It was beginning to peak through. "I'm sorry."

“No, no.” You denied. “I ran outside. I knew what I was doing.” No you did not! You argued with yourself. If you knew what you were doing, you would not have needed to be saved by him!

“I should have noticed sooner. I should have been there to protect you!” His voice raised, almost in panic. A thought filled your mind: what would have happened if he had not arrived when he did?

Tears welled up in your eyes. How could you have been so foolish? “We’re they going to kill me?” You asked him in a voice that could barely constitute as a whisper. Your lip trembled. He pulled you close. He did not answer your question. He did not know what they had planned for you, but he wished he could have killed them all the same.

He let you lie across his lap, and cry silently to let the fear out. He shushed you when you blamed yourself, he run his hands through your hair until you calmed down. Not for the first time, you we’re grateful he was there.

He watched you slowly ease into drowsiness as the adrenaline and fear faded away. He moved to stand up and lay you back in your bed but from where you were sitting now that he gently pushed you off of him, you grabbed onto his hand before he became out of reach.

“Stay?” You asked in a small voice. “I don’t want to be alone. Please?” He looked at the door with a concerned look. “I’ll say I needed you here to feel safe. I do, really. Please? Just…just tonight?”

“Okay.” He nodded without hesitancy. And really how could he deny that? Keeping you safe was his job, that was his mission.

You climbed under the covers and insisted he join you There was some hesitancy now. He insisted sitting on a chair next to you, What would happen if your father came in? Fear climbed back up your throat. Father. Thugs. You could have died? What if you had died, and this was a dream, a last minute of peace before the great beyond? He did not need to hear your thoughts to read you like an open book. When tears began to well, he gave in.

His body was warm. There was space on your large bed, but you found yourself drawn towards him. It was nice, but every time you closed your eyes, all you could see was the brutality of tonight. “Can you hold me?” You weren’t sure if he heard you, or if you had even really said it out loud but his arms wrapped around you, holding you close to his chest. It was almost like he needed the reassurance of your life. It was in this warmth that you finally found enough comfort to fall asleep. When you woke up the next morning, he was standing dutifully outside the door with his hands clasped behind his back. You barely missed the slight smile that peaked as you walked passed him before he drew his mask back up.

You would never know this, but that night, the Soldier had never slept. He forced himself awake incase a new threat came into the room while you were vulnerable - either enemies or your father.

Part 4

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My love, my everything, my soulmate

Pairing: King Caspian X fem!reader

Warning: a lil angsty, Sweet FLUFF, bestfriends to lovers.

Summary: King Caspian and Lady Y/n have been the best of bestfriends since forever, but as they mature feelings appear making the two confused in what to do.

(Not a soulmate AU!) (Aesthetic made by me)

Caspian and Y/n have always been inseparable. Sticking hip to hip. Overprotective over the other, even as children. One would take the blame of the others actions, one would bleed for the other, cry together, mourn together. Laugh together.

But most of all, love together. Y/n, since a child has always loved sword fighting. She was in awe of every soldier in the kingdom. Every sword she saw, she was absolutely in awe of it.

She faught side by side with Caspian during the ward of miraz. She was there when Caspian was crowned King, she was there when Susan left him in shatterd pieces. She was there when he first visit his parents grave.

She was there when he first announced the journey of the dawn treader, there when he cried, or needes a shoulder. She was there when he had nightmares of his uncle. She was there when liliandil left him because she was too afraid on the land in narnia. She was there to fix him up, bring him back up and remind him who he was.

Which is why Caspian did not know what to do without her. Y/n sat in her balcony in the art room, the room Caspian had asked to be made specifically for her. It was connected by her bedchamber.

Her hair was up, she had her glasses, and her white dress had all types of colors on it. Caspian chuckled behind her, y/n almost jumped, looking behind her, she saw her bestfriend.

"Caspian" she started, her brush painted in green as she drew trees. "I thought you had a meeting with the lords" she asked.

"I did, it stopped early. I see the first thing you do after we returned from the journey is painting" Caspian smiled at her, walking forward absolutely amazed at her talent. In front of him the canvas was decorated by a beautiful painted forest, with deere, dryads and lakes.

"You never cease to amaze me" Caspian breathlessly gasped, looking at y/n and smiled down at her. The sun made y/ns skin glow like gold sparks, her beautiful eyes lighting up even more, her smile widened up at the small compliment.

Caspian had never noticed how beautiful y/n truly was, until the conversation during the journey back from the dawn treader.

FLASHBACK

After the pevensies and scrubb left back to their world. Y/n and Caspian were left to sail back to the ship in silence. Y/n glanced at Caspian many times to check up on him.

She sighed, lifting her hand to his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. She smiled sympathetically at him. In which he returned it almost incredibly sadly.

A stinging feeling went up through y/ns heart. Seeing him like this was a weakness y/n could never handle. It broke her.

-

Caspian was in his cabin, when he heard a small knock was heard. He mumbled a small 'come in'. Not taking his eyes off the paper down on his desk.

A sound of heels made him look up. It had been 2 months into the journey back home. Caspian has not been any better.

Y/n sat next to him. She sighed, making him look curiously at her. She swallowed, blinking before looking at him.

"You were there, when i lost my mother. You held me, as i mourned her death. I was numb and broken. Because i lost the only family i had left--"

Caspian was going to speak but y/n spoke faster.

" you hated the way i was, you hated me seeing me cry...sad..or generally just...numb" she grabbed his hand, her thumb caressing his knuckles. "You were there for me...so im gonna be there for you" she almost whispered.

"Losing people you care about is not something you can easily get over. You lost your bestfriend...reepicheep, two bestfriends who were like your little siblings. Its not easy to take it in and act Alright...and thats okay. But you dont have to pretend with me..so p-please" y/n choked up a sob as she saw Caspians eyes water.

"Im here Caspian...I'll always be here...c'mere" y/n wrapped her arms around him. His head on y/ns chest as he let the tears he held on for so long fall down. His hiccups made y/n wince. Her own tears falling down. She had been so angry at both susan and liliandil. Both left her king with a broken heart, and now she had to pick up the mess and put it up together. Not like she minded.

"I-its hard" he stuttered, y/n closed her eyes, kissing his head. Making Caspian blush at the sudden action. He had never blushed at her actions before.

"It'll get better. I promise darling"

END OF FLASHBACK

Ever since, he had stared at y/n a totally different way, noticing hiw she fidgeted with her fingers whenever she was angry or nervous or stressed. How she bit down her lip whenever she was consecrated, how her nose would twitch whenever she smelled her favorite fish. How her eyes would light up at the mention of chocolate cake.

He also noticed how she would glance at him, differently. A way he could not put his finger to it.

"I love painting Caspian, you know that. And i wasnt able to do that when we were in the sea for nearly 9 months" y/n giggled. The sound making Caspians stomach fall into emptiness, the emptiness filled with nothing but butterflies.

"And yet you're still so good at it" he said touching y/ns arm gently. Y/n gulped down and stared at his hand, the hand had rings to it, the cold gentle feeling on y/ns arm making shivers down her spine. She blushed.

She furrowed her eyebrows, why was she blushing? Why was she feeling this? No. Nooo dont..

"Is everything alright?" Caspian asked concernly. Y/n looked at his eyes, blinking and nodding.

"I-i uh yes, im fine..just headache" y/n chuckled. Yet Caspian still had his worried look.

"Do you want me to call over Dr, Ombre?" Caspian offered kindly. Y/n shaked her head gently, "no, its fine Caspian. Must be a little tired"

Caspian nodded , smiling down at her.

"Well, I'll ne in the library if anything, darling" Caspian smiled leaving the chamber.

Darling. If y/n has been called darling by Caspian so many times. Why did this time affect her so much?

She shaked her head, continuing her art.

-

The next morning went too quickly, Caspian had not been seen by anyone, and it was starting to worry y/n.

She walked down the echoey hall down to Caspians bedchamber. No awnser, she looked around, to see Caspian in his bed, still in his king clothing, with papers surrounded around him.

She smiled lightly, shaking her head. She assumed he had not slept at all. She called a maid in.

"Yes, lady y/n?" The maid whispered softly.

"Cancel the Kings meetings and appointments. He needs his rest, oh and please, would you mind bring his breakfast when it is done?" Y/n asked sweetly at the lady maid.

"Yes, my lady"

"Thank you" y/n smiled sweetly. She closed the door behind her, walking...no. tiptoeing, slowly and quietly picking up every paper and stacking it up, his chamber was a mess, books everywhere, papers everywhere.

She decided to clean a little, she had woke up before the sun rose, usually Caspian would wake up before y/n, but this time he didn't. She picked up the books lining them up in the small library counter Caspian had, organizing it. She picked every paper and put it in its place. She sighed tiredly, sitting down on the chair. She looked at him, tilting her head lightly. Smiling at the sight of Caspian asleep. His beautiful dark chocolate eyes were no where to be seen, since his eyes were closed into a dreamy dream. A string of hair on his face, his mouth slightly opened, soft gentle snores heard.

Y/n walked up to Caspians bedside, tucking a piece of his hair to his ear, she smiled when he moved a bit. She pecked his head softly.

When she waited, she grabbed a book, sitting at the chair, reading 'the cruel prince' . Finally as the sun came up, Caspian stirred, groaning. Squinting his eyes at the sun. Y/n looked up at smiled.

"Y/n?" He guessed, as he rubbed his eyes, he saw more clearly to see y/n on his chair, her red dress with gold designs. Her hair put up into a half up half down bun.

"Hello sleepy king, i cleaned your chamber. You weren't awake when i woke up. I got worried, so i came here to see your chamber a mess. Breakfast should be on the way" y/n smiled at him. He smiled at her appropriately.

"Thank you, darling" he smiled. There it was again, the smile and the 'darling'. She tensed up.

"Dont mention it casp, you needed rest, i cancelled your meetings and appointments" y/n randomly confessed with an innocent smile.

"Why?" Caspian told her. "Because you need a day off where your not king, you're forgetting your a man too"

Caspian got up, looking down. Y/n sat next to him. "If i dont act like king then who am i?" He muttered. Y/n layed her head on his shoulder.

"You're a man, a son, a bestfriend" y/n smiled at him. "And soon, you'll be a husband and a father"

Caspian blushed at those words. But he frowned. "I dont want to marry if its not for love, and i wouldn't want my child to have parents who dont care for each other"

"I dont know Caspian, you cant randomly fall in love with someone you've only met for 4 months, so i understand where your coming at. But you have to work fast, Lord berum is very impatient. They expect a wedding soon"

Caspian looked at Y/n. Her eyes said everything. He loved her, he was in love with his bestfriend. The way her eyes saddened made him want to take all the sadness away and make her happy. Hold her, love her, marry her. Cherish her.

He got up, not knowing what he was about to do.

"Later, meet me at the gardens" Caspian smiled at her excitedly, pecking her head, running out to who knows where.

-

Caspian had announced to her that they were going horse riding, walking out to the gardens as promised. Caspian had his horse destier and calambia.

Y/n smiled at Caspian, petting her horse.

"Whats the occasion?" She asked, squinting her eyes at the bright sun.

"Oh, nothing. To the waterfall" Caspian smirked, destier running making y/n gasp running forward too.

-

After the horse race, Caspian and Y/n stopped at the sight of the waterfall.

"Do you remember how we found this place?" Caspian asked y/n. Y/n nodded.

"We were running away from your uncle, when he specifically told us to not eat the cookies..but we did. We ran and ran, but you fell making me fall, when we looked up...we met with the waterfalls" y/n smiled at the memory, Caspian stared at her in awe.

"Do you remember when you faught with Prince Liam when he flirted with you, and i told you, you were completely badarse? When we were 15?" Caspian said to her, y/n chuckled but nodded.

"You said in return 'dont fall for me prince' and i said 'no premises' but it was only meant as a joke" Caspian stared at her, his grin going even wider when y/n stared at him confusingly.

" that day, was probably the day i realized i loved you not in a friend, in a romantic way. I just never admit it to myself because it was too much. But, listen, it was four am, and we were laughing crying from the ache in our stomachs because of how much we were laughing and i looked at you...and i knew" he paused.

"Knew what?" Y/n asked, her head was everywhere. Her bestfriend was in love with her, as she was with him.

"I knew, that you were my love, my everything, my soulmate. I-...im in love with you." Caspian smiled. Y/n had years perking up her eyes.

"I-" she paused looking at the waterfall. Her head was calculating everything. Caspian frowned. His eyes losing hope. When he stepped away, y/n shot her eyes at him. She lifted her hand to his chest. She looked at her clothed chest, her hand to his heartbeat, feeling it race rapidly. She looked at him, grinning like a child who just received a present.

She jumped into his arms.

"Im in love with you too" she breathlessly sobbed. She was happy, Caspian chuckled happily taking her in his arms, spinning her around. Finally putting her down, his hands held y/ns face, gently.

"Can i....can i kiss you?" He politely asked, y/n nodded, closing her eyes when she felt his soft lips. Both moving their lips in sync, enjoying the moment they had now. Holding each other tightly, as if it were the last time they were allowed to gold one another.

But no.

Now, they had all the time in the world.

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: Can I have Present mic, Aizawa, and all might where they learn their young student is fatherless? Like... their father walked out/went to prison when they were young. I'm sorry if this is time consuming, but I can't stop sobbing over my father.

I'm the situation baby but remember it wasn't your fault

I changed it up a little bit with Mics- I hope you don't mind

Present Mic:

• from the getgo something was wrong

• The moment you walked into class he could tell

• You looked like shit

• Dark bags under your eyes, hair messily brushed, just to get it out if your face, and your eyes were a light red.

• You didn't look particularly happy to be there either

• something turns in his stomach, a gut feeling that something really had went down

• And he hated seeing his students upset

• but he was relatively close to you to begin with, his felt different

• He felt like he had to do something

• Everyone settled into their seats as the bull rung but his eyes remained on you

• You honestly didn't pay attention during the lesson

• He could tell as much

• class finishes and the bell rings but you sit still, and it's not until most of the students have trickled out of the room do you start packing up

• He walks over and kneels in front of the desk "You okay there? You don't look so good," he looks concerned and his heart drops when he sees your lip start to quiver

• It takes you 0.27 seconds to break and you're frantically wiping your eyes as sobs wrack your body

• He's got his arms wrapped around you in seconds and you're leaning into his shoulder.

• He isn't sure exactly how long you're crying for but eventually you calm down enough to get out a coherent sentence

• "My-My dad was arrested Friday night. He won't tell me why- he won't let anyone else tell me why and I don't know what else to do," you cry, "I miss him so much and its only been a few days- I don't- I don't have anyone else, Mr. Hazashi,"

• And you're crying again.

• He has you take the rest of the day off, in fact he takes the day with you

• He calls in a sub (you don't know what strings he had to pull for that but you don't ask, at this point you don't care) and you two dip

• He takes you to get food, real food, that'll make you feel better

• He knows that'll help a little

• and after that he takes you to get something sweet- that tends to help mood and blood pressure and anxiety

• So he does his best with you

• He nutures you the best way he knows how

• if you need anything and I mean ANYTHING this man has you covered

• He does his best to step up in any way he can

• first off he extends his assignment deadlines and cancels two tests. Who needs them anyway.

• And you eat lunch in his classroom because he can well tell you don't want to talk to anyone else right now

• He closes it off (seemingly) so in reality its just you and him

• He'll probably tell Aizawa too but on the downlow (just so he knows)

• When holidays roll around, the dorms close.

• In this case- he let's you stay with him. He has an extra bedroom. He doesn't want you to stay in an empty house.

• You also get his phone number (which you gladly use) for anything really

• Bored? He'll deliver some shitty puns.

• Confused about homework? Text him.

• having a mental breakdown? He's got you covered.

• You got memes? Please for the love of God send them to him.

• The dynamic eventually shifts to a VERY father daughter relationship.

• He knows he'll never replace your dad. He understands that wholeheartedly, but he wants you to have someone

• He actually gets a letter from your dad, thanking him for taking care of you

• but he really doesn't mind

Aizawa:

• He had a feeling that there was something going on at home. Or rather, a lack of something.

• He's dealt with it in the oast- with himself and with past students and current ones

• Shinsou

• I mean, aside from that fact whenever parents were mentioned, you'd either stiffen up or wrinkle your nose

• You didn't really like the subject of parents

• There was an essay prompt about parents (nothing too personal) nd you ended up writing it on the extinction of dinosaurs and why God fucked up instead

"It'd be absolutely stellar to see huge lizards roaming the earth and occasionally stepping on people, you know? Jurassic park was onto something."

• Man's couldn't even fail you on it because it was written v well

• Anyway, he doesn't pry too much. He just silently figures it out by process if elimination and pattern.

• He doesn't really care too much

• In the sense if it doesn't define you and he doesn't help you because he pities you

• he helps you because he seems potential

• He takes you under his wing with shinsou

• Yall spend a whole summer training

• And that's when it all came out

• It was an accident really.

• Shinsou was tired, exhausted really

• and when people get tired- that tired- sometimes they spout random shot they wouldn't usually say

• and thats what he did

• he went on about his home life

• and if he could, you could too right?? You could trust them.

• "My dad walked out when I was a kid. Little, like 3. I have a few pictures of him holding me, but I guess it wasn't enough. I don't have any desire to meet him. Not anymore. But it left me feeling like I did something wrong? I guess? Which I suppose is why I train. Because then I feel strong. Which is a good difference from how it usually feels."

• He knew it.

• He called it.

• He was right again.

• He reassures you that you are good enough, strong enough, and his decision to leave had nothing to do with you

• and when he saw you give him a soft smile, he warmed.

• I mean really, it only goes up from there

• he'll deny it, or grumble under his breath, but he seems you two as his own

• Like these aren't my kids but they are my kids

• When dorms close on holiday yall get to stay because that's where he lives too

• Like if you chose too

• he's not gonna force you to stay but if you don't want to go home, you don't have too

• He has that power

• He will buy you food

• all you gotta do is ask

• and he'll roll his eyes and grumble something he doesn't really mean, just secretly happy that you feel comfortable enough around him to ask for something

• lmao family group chat

S: 'Hey Mr. Aizawa I found this cat. Hold on lemme send a pic'

A: 'Dont need a pic. Bring him home'

Y: 'What if he's ugly??'

A: 'gremlin. Bring him home.'

Or

Y: 'Hey I saw this tweet that said 'kids be like watch this and do a half roundhouse spin kick clap and waste my fucking time' and it make me think of you.'

S: @ mr. Aizawa when he has to watch deku do sumn

Y: Lmaoooo like when he threw the baseball

S: LMAOO

A: Me watching you too try to figure out how to beat me in training

Y: Yikes bro

S: That was a rough one

• Does he regret giving you and shinsou his number??

• Maybe

• Not really

• Lmao super secret lunch movie days

• Every week on wendesday yall watch a movie. Usually it takes 2 or 3 days to watch the movie since lunch is only 70 minutes

• @ you accidently calling him dad one day and shinsou snickering but it stuck

• dadzawa lmaoo

Allmight:

• Man's has 2 underlings.

• You and Deku.

• Picked you up when he started teaching at UA

• Ion know let's say one day you popped off bc he said some dumb shit and you were like no sir that's clearly wrong

• schooled him in his own damn subject

• the other kids were like 😳

• what the fuck

• Anyway

• He see's you have potential

• And though he's not the best teacher, you seem to respond better to the way HE was taught

• So tbh its easier to teach you

• 'okay, now I want you to beat the shot out if that wall,'

'Okay lmao bet'

• Midoriya is like, hey mayhaps we should analyze the situation

• N ur like noe

• You just don't give a fuck

• about anything really

• other than moving up the ranks

• But even then- its not a super super big deal, you're just gonna do your best but you aren't gonna stress

• However he noticed a pattern w you (even before Midoryia brought it up to him)

• You don't let anyone in

• Midoryia knows a bit more than the other students but that's really only because he's always with you

• a good majority of the week he's w you

• but its not really a deep connection

• you don't rely on either of them

• You do your best to do things on your own.

• He knows midoryias life story

• he knows why he acts the way he does

• but he doesn't know why you do

• he has a gut feeling it could be the same as midoryia

• I mean he already had one kid who's dad dipped

• he'll surely be able to figure out you too??

• So he makes himself a promise that he'll figure it out and he'll become someone you trust

• And he does just that

• When you tell him about your nightmare of a family history he's like mm, makes sense

• but he's happy that you trust him!!!

• He's a BIG suckered for movie nights

• he's got popcorn, snacks, candy, chocolate, soda- he's prepared

• list of movies lined out all ready

• I lowkey feel like he'd be into lord of the rings or fast n furious

• fast n furious at LEAST

• He's really into American action movies

• and he has no problem sharing those movies with you

• he doesn't have a whole ton of money, like he's not rich, but if you or midoryia need something he's definitely there to get it for you

• even if ur like fam no you don't need too

• he'll buy yell food a lot

• a l o t

• and cards

• when you and midoryia get him a father's day card he thinks he's gonna cry

• You guys also have a group chat

• 'da faemilee'

• Y: "Hey dad do you have milk?"

A: "???? Do I have milk????"

Y: "ya I'm looking in your fridge n ion see any???"

A: "How'd you even get in????"

Y: "Izuku."

I: "lmaoo"

Or

Y: Izuku you dumb bitch I left for ONE day

Y: And you got into a fight with Bakugou

I: He wanted to throw hands. I just did what you would do.

A: He's got you there

Or

A: What do you guys want for dinner

I: Sushi

Y: Chicfila

Y: Izu square up

I: K

Or

Y: Izu is fighting kacchow again

A: Beat his ass young midoriya

Y: Lmaoooooo

[starlightshadowsworld]

Son of none

Based off this post: Aka Percy Weasley was abandoned by his family and I don’t think they realised just how much danger an 18 civilian blood traitor son would be when stuck behind enemy lines. Well never fear, a fic is here as if I don’t have any other drafts...any whoooo

@transparentfreakpursepanda

Warning for blood, torture, self loathing. Mentions of bullying and neglect. Cursing.

(Also while writing this I was listening to Polaris by Natewantstobattle and...yeah if you want more angst while reading this listen to them and think of Percy :)  )

Percy deserved this.

Knowing that didn't change things. It didn’t make it easier to make it duck past the office that had once belonged to Barty Crouch Sr without feeling dread and greif. As harsh as the man could be and that he had not bothered to learn Percy's name... Percy still mourned his loss. For all that he was, Barty Crouch Sr had been a good man.

Life at the ministry taught him quickly, that kind of wizard was few and far between.

He wondered if the look Barty Crouch Sr had shared with his son before his death wax the same his father had shared with him the day he left.

Maybe it wasn't wise to compare yourself to a deranged murderer, but if that's the kind of wizard his family thought he was...

"Weasley"

It was stern, drenched in spite that was not unlike his old potions professor. But sadly even Snapes treatment of him in class did not hold a candle to what was happening now.

Percy lifted his head, it felt heavy. Infact all of him felt that he was on fire. The figure infront of him came into focus, not that Perch could quite recall his name. Edward? No that didn't seem right. Not Edward was his wand in hand and looked very annoyed, his dark mark was on full display.

Percy became very well aware in that moment that he couldn't move. He was bound to a chair in a room that looked very much like a cellar. He was still in his ministry robes, though they were dirty and tattered and stained in something.

It took Percy longer than he should've to realise it was his own blood. Not that he knew where he was bleeding from. "You Gryffindors and your bloody stubbornness" sneered Not Edward, he was a broad man, towering over Percy.

"You're wasting my time, and yours of you don't hurry up and tell me where your family is hiding." Percy shook his head, defiantly even if his body protested at the sudden movement. "Like I said before, even if I did know, I would never tell you." 

And than Not Edward would shout profanities all the while using his subordinates to use Percy as target practice till he passed out. That had been the cycle for... Well he wasn't sure for how long. Apart from the first time when Percy had weaved a convincing story about the family heading to Romania to hide away with Charlie...a whole false hunt that ended with the brand he now had on his arm. 

But this time was different.

Not Edward smirked "thought you'd say that, no matter. We've found out how to get there attention, and they'll hand themselves over." Percy laughed, it was a strangled and it sent another wave of pain through his body.

Not Edward was still smirking, in fact if anything his confidence grew. "And better yet, you're going to the bait that brings them here." And that stopped Percy laughing at once, he was quieter. "What makes you think they'd come" the words were barely above a whisper that echoed throughout the room.

Not Edward (Percy really needed to learn this man's name for his own internal monologue's sake) rolled his eyes "don't pull that on me, you Weasely's are more attached than a bunch of grapes. Rest assured, they'll be coming one way or another."

With that he left. Percy tried not to think about the fact a death eater had more confidence in his families arrival than he did. His mind wandered to the day he left, guilt pooled in his stomach. No amount of head trauma would erase the disgust and rage in Arthur’s eyes, Percy knew at that moment he had lost all right to call the man father. 

He could never look him in the eye again, he couldn’t even look himself in the mirror without seeing him staring back. His mothers eyes haunted him, she’d been the only one to try to reach out but he had slammed that back in her face. Not that Percy should have been surprised, he’d always been a parasite. 

If anything they must’ve been relived to be rid of him. 

They wouldn’t come, he knew that. Than why did his heart race, did tears threaten to fall and his stomach churn at the thought? Percy thought of his siblings, young and old...they wouldn’t have given him a second thought. Fred and George would mourn the loss of their favourite target, but they would move on they all would if they hadn’t already. 

For Percy though, this was the end of the line. 

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Weasley family dinners were always something else, Bill knew this better than most. He smiled to Fleur who sat at his side, amusement on her face as they both watched Molly do as she does best. It was organised chaos at its finest, and while Shell cottage was a far cry from the Burrow, somehow it all came together. Harry was laughing at a story Ginny and the twins were telling, Charlie and Hermione were actually helping Molly along with Arthur. 

But even with how familiar it was, it was missing a certain brother rolling his eyes at the story and telling the true ending to the annoyance of the twins. Who would than direct the others to helping out with dinner to there mothers amusement. 

Percy. 

Ever since the watch, a muggle watch at that had arrived on his wedding day, with no name for the sender but only Bill’s name signed by an all too familiar handwriting...Bill hadn’t been able to take his mind of his little brother. His absence at his wedding and just seeing him around the house stuck out like a sore thumb to Bill. He wasn’t the only one either, he could see how his Mum would pause her eyes searching before looking down and moving onto something else.

Much like now when she put down the plates and realised that she’d left a little extra to the side. “Mum, I get that you miss him but you can’t keep doing this. Percy’s not coming back” the first to say it was Charlie, his voice soft like he was talking to an irate dragon. “Good riddance” that came from Ginny, in that whisper that wasn’t even trying to be quiet. 

Instantly Molly became much like a dragon. “Ginevera Molly Weasley, don’t you dare speak about your brother like that!” She yelled, hot tears burning in her eyes. “Molly...” Interjected Arthur, putting a calming hand on his wife’s shoulder “you can’t blame her for her anger. Come on, let’s dig in.” And that should have been the end of it but Molly turned to him, her own temper boiling. 

“Don’t you start, Arthur. Don’t you tell me I should be sat eating dinner while my son is out all alone.” She spat. “Mum, it’s fine Percy’s probably having high tea with the new minister, talking about the importance of  cauldron bottoms” snickered Fred, “pfft yeah, just sat around telling the dark lord about his book report” agreed George. Bill frowned, as did Fleur but that was nothing compared to Molly. 

Her gaze hardened and the twins shut up instantly, they’d never seen her this mad. “I dont care if you hate him, I don’t care if this isn’t my home...you speak of my son following HIM, get out of my sight now.” She said, slumping into a nearby chair. Bill stood up, putting his own hand in his mums which she took gratefully. “Percy may be the most ambitious lion around, but he wouldn’t join you know who. He left to join the ministry because that's what he believed in, death eaters isn’t even in the equation.”

And Bill meant those words. More than he ever thought he would. 

“Though is there any difference between the death eaters and the ministry anymore?” Asked Harry, the place was filled with them after all. “Yeah? Might be but they’ve kept the employees, not that I know what’s going on in there anymore.” Said Arthur, adding his 2 galleon’s into the mix. “And there not going to take kindly to a Weasley” Said Hermione, making everyone look down as if they hadn’t just realised that. 

It didn’t matter if Percy had disowned himself, his family was very much publicly fighting the people he was now stuck with. 

And that was when fate decided to be extra cruel and the radio burst into life. 

“Greetings from the Ministry. Our daily transmission has already been received today but we have an exceptional treat for the wizarding public. We will be instead hosting an interview with one of our newest employees, give a hand folks to Percival Ignatius Weasley.”

Everyone in the room froze, and yet Ron who was the only one of the family minus Fleur not to speak, ran to the radio and put the volume as loud as he could. 

“Say hello your family, Percival.” Taunted the voice, it was very gleeful as it spoke. No response was heard. “Oh, silly me I forgot how many hours you young people work, not to worry let’s get him up boys.” 

A splash was heard and a shuddering scream. “Morning Percival, sorry do you prefer Percy? Don’t care, lets start the interview. So Percival, how are you finding the ministry?” Everyone sat with baited breathe.

And yet it was there Percy who, through shuddered breaths managed to whisper a “fuck you...fuck you and your ministry”

“Well that is very rude, and here I thought your mother would have taught you manners” “don’t...don’t you talk about her.” Said Percy, Molly broke down into tears and Bill held her close. Unable to tear his gaze from the radio, no one could. 

“What do you want to say them? I’m sure they’ve missed you. In fact, just for you we’ll be hosting a party. And there all invited to the ministry, so long as they bring a certain Mr Potter.” 

There was a silence before “don’t come...don’t. Whatever you do, don’t... it’s fine. I’m fine, I love it here.” He laughed, everyone cringed at the sound he made, as if he was choking. “It’s fine, don’t come...parties are overrated yeah.” The transmission started cutting off, Ron frantically along with the twins tried to get it working. 

They heard “too busy. Don’t come, Harry don’t...stay where you are!” Before the  transmission cut off.

No one could speak, horror was etched into all of there faces. The twins were scrabbling over themselves with wand in hand to track where the transmission had come from. 

The Ministry. 

“We’re going...now” said Molly, standing up. Her tears were gone, grabbing for her wand and coat. “Molly...be rationale, we need to plan this.” Said Arthur, Molly spun on her heel and glared. “I am not going to sit here while those...monsters torture MY son! Planning will take to long, did you hear him Arthur?! Did you hear your son crying out in pain...he doesn’t have long left...” Arthur looked down, unable to respond. 

Molly looked at the rest of the family, her gaze saying it all: You can come with me or you can stay. The first to stand was Bill, closely followed by Fleur who met his thankful gaze with a determined smile. Charlie and Ron were next, grabbing there wands with Harry and Hermione following. Ginny and the twins exchanged guilty looks but stood. Arthur couldn’t look at any of them, he simply picked up his wand. 

“Harry, I understand if you wish to stay” said Molly, he shook his head. “I might not know him well but Percy’s family 2...I cant sit here while you guys go even with the danger.” He replied, and somehow that was all it was, Percy was family...enough said. 

And so the family of lions got up and left, to find the one they left behind. 

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Percy was terrified.

A part of him argued that he should be grateful they came at all for him. Maybe it was out of pity, out of ensuring that he wasn't able to be used against them.

Yes, that's all it was. He was nothing afterall, he was merely a civilian in a war.

And yet hearing Molly tearfully and frantically whisper his name. Hearing Hermione yell the counterspell to his imprisonment to Ron who did so perfectly. Seeing the light of spells cast by Ginny and the twins to stun Not Edward... (Who was apparently called Edgar... Eh close enough.)

Feeling Charlie carry him in his arms, mumbling curse words. Smelling Arthur's cologne.

It all felt right. It was warmth that he couldn't remember experiencing. It was enough to lull him to a facade that everything was fine.

But when his wounds were healed and he saw them all looking at him... Percy knew he had to shelf that dream. "I told you not to come" was the first thing he said, averting his gaze. (Couldn't look them in the eye)

"And you must've lost a few screws if you thought we wouldn't" said Bill, meeting Percy's gaze. "You shouldn't have" is all he replied. "And what, let you be killed by the ministry?" Gaped Ginny. Percy shrugged "wouldn't have made much difference, you've only gone and put yourselves in more danger."

"Are you... Are you fucking with us right now?" Asked Fred, incredously. "No, im too busy ranting about cauldron bottoms to do that." And if Fred paused, Percy didn't see it.

Seeing as no one was getting anyway, Bill sat beside Percy who immediately felt on edge. "Thanks for the watch" he said simply. Everyone blinked in confusion and than realisation as no one has known where Bill's new watch had come from. Percy smiled faintly "You're welcome, reminded me of you."

"Although, I do wish you could've gave it in person" continued Bill, testing the waters. Percy surprised him by shaking his head "no you wouldn't have. It was your day, I wasn't going to ruin it." Bill frowned "is that what you think?" Percy shrugged again "it's what I've been told."

"You are way to chill after being tortured" said Charlie, Percy looked at his bandaged arms and snorted. "Eh? It's nothing new. That guy was just there for the theatrics, sadist if you ask me." Charlie raised an eyebrow "nothing new?" Percy nodded "yeah, what you think the ministry that's so far up Voldermorts ass would allow me to work there without some 'interviews'."

Everyone paled.

"But than why stay there?" Asked Arthur, Percy froze. Steeling himself, switching from calm to panic to calm in an instant but they all saw. "I've got business there, things I need to get done and ensure are done. Speaking of which, thanks for the rescue but I should be off."

He didn't belong here. Not anymore.

"Percy, you can stay." Said Molly, already standing up to get his room prepared. "No, I can't. I have work, I have a duty... And I'm no longer part of this family." When he said that, Percy felt like the wind was knocked out of him but stood his ground. "Percy... That's not true.."

Percy met Arthur's gaze, his father's eyes. "Really? Than pray tell why did no one tell me you were all in hiding... Or a warning? And don't say it was impossible because I managed to send a parcel to a location I didn't even know about nor knew existed."

No one could answer that.

"I'll be off, and don't worry I won't tell them anything. Just do what you do best, and leave me alone." Arthur managed to grab Percy's wrist though he hissed in pain and pulled his arm back like he'd been burnt. "Don't.. Touch me, Arthur Weasely."

Arthur recoiled, Percy looked away. "I spent my whole life wanting to be someone you could be proud off...I listened to all the critism and yes I was a prat. But the moment I made my own choice you already made me aware I didn't belong in my own house. I’m sorry...that I’m not athletic like Ginny, I’m not smart like Ron or as successful as Bill and Charlie, I’m not a hero like a Ron or fun like Fred and George. That I’m just plain ol prat Percy.”

He began to walk away. Just like he did before.

"That choice was against following Dumbledor, turning against the light." Said Molly, wanting him to understand. Percy laughed, with no humour at all but glaring hard. Rage emanated from him.

"I'm sorry if I choose not to stand behind an old coot who routinely sends an abused boy to his abusers, who nearly got 3 11 yearolds killed because he wanted to weed out a possibility. Who nearly got thousands of children killed and did nothing to save Ginny with the chamber. The man who wouldn't give an innocent man a trial and got him sent to the worst prison for 12 years... Who put teenagers in a death game and let an underage kid join because why not. That man is a monster and I refuse to follow someone like that. But no that means I'm blindly following authority." He sneered, staring at them all.

"And the ministry? Because as corrupt and fucked up as it is I know I can do something. That changes can be made in the systems to benefit everyone, Dumbledor is someone who breeds child solider’s and let's a known abuser teach at his school and somehow I’m the only one who isn't okay with that."

And with that Percy left, no one knew what to say. They simply sat in silence, absorbing everything they just heard. Ginny thought about how Percy had profusely apologised after she was free from the chamber, how he’d made time for her since than. Ron thought of all the times they’d have an adventure and Percy would watch over them like a mother hen. 

Bill and Charlie recalled when Percy would still come to them for help before he started Hogwarts. When they found him bruised and broken from bullies except this was because of them. “He really thinks that doesn’t he...?” Said Fred, George nodded. Neither could smile, guilt pooled in their hearts that they didn’t think he felt like that. 

Molly sobbed for her son who was once again lost and Arthur wondered where he had gone wrong to lose his son all over again. 

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Meanwhile Percy entered a muggle flat in London. Alone again just like he belonged, laying on his bed and looking at the brand on his arm.

'Son of none'

And if that didn't hurt most of all.

Suffice to say they all things to think about for when they’d meet again. 

[kwonhoshi0]

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pairing : bakugou x f reader

genre : angst, fluff

word count : 3.1k

warnings : lord here we go, trauma, ptsd, torture, blood,spoilers in case you haven’t watched all of mha, sexual jokes, talk of vomit, stabbing, knives.

- set when bakugou got taken by the villains but instead of bakugou getting taken its you-

> quirk like elevens power in stranger things < > telekinesis <

“we don’t know too much but we have the names of two targets right now, bakugou and y/n, if you’re either of those people don’t fight come back to the camp.” after hearing the announcement from one of the pussy cats, mandalay you look at bakugou and todoroki, bakugou looked happy since it meant he had villains to fight but he heard your name and worry took over his face, you weren’t dating but god did you want to, you looked over at moonfish disgusted by him, his mouth was held open with small metal bars a straitjacket over the rest of his body.

you couldn’t unleash all your power on moonfish since you get extremely tired and you probably have a lot more fighting to do so you simply gathered 10% of your power to your finger tips, bakugou and todoroki were about to attack but stopped when they looked at you, they know how powerful you can be after seeing you fight and train, it’s what bakugou loves about you, you are badass and didn’t hesitate to put yourself in danger for others, he would never tell you this though.

with a simple flick of your wrist you attempted to break his neck, a little bit of blood coming out of your nose you wiped it away before looking back at the villain, he screamed out in pain before dropping to the ground. ‘it didn’t even look like you tried’ todoroki complimented making bakugou stare at him, ‘yeah yeah icyhot we get it’, you giggle at their antics before you feel a sharp pain in your shoulder, crying out you fall over looking up to see moonfishes knives coming at you, todoroki made a wall of ice blocking moonfish from you all, which irritated bakugou ‘I COULDVE ATTACKED HIM HALF AND HALF BASTARD’, ‘you tried before besides we need to stop the bleeding and quickly’ todoroki replied calmly making bakugou scoff, ‘i can do it move over’ his sudden calm behaviour startling you. he takes some cloth that ripped from the bottom of his t shirt earlier and wrapped it around your shoulder and armpit making you wince, ‘shit sorry’ his eyes oddly softening at your pain your eyes widen as you hear the ice wall todoroki created being scratched and broken down, but you can also hear something else.

‘Y/N, BAKUGOU, TODOROKI!!’ you look over to where moonfish was and running past him was midoriya and shoji behind them was dark shadow at his strongest form, he’s strongest in the dark which is probably why they came to where todoroki is, before todoroki unleashed his fire bakugou told him not to for a second so dark shadow could entrap moonfish. after dark shadow was contained everyone took a second to catch their breaths before they all looked at you and bakugou.

‘WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EXTRAS LOOKING AT’ bakugou yelled. ‘we have to protect y/n and bakugou since they’re the ones the league want’, everyone was agreeing while you and bakugou stood there like meerkats. ‘tokoyami stand behind y/n and bakugou we’ll stay in front’ after midoriya told everyone the plan you just followed along unable to say anything.

you winced out a sudden pain in your shoulder from the attack earlier ‘shit do you need me to look at that’ bakugou said his usual angry expression now a soft worried one. ‘no no i’m okay’ you smile. you all jumped up at a sound, it sounded like uraraka, without thinking you ran through the trees everyone screaming after you, after getting through the clearing you see toga draining uraraka of her blood before you could attack her she ran into the forest disappearing saying how theres too many people, everyone caught a glimpse of her as they caught up to you. ‘Y/N YOU FUCKING IDIOT DONT DO THAT AGAIN FUCKS SAKE’ bakugou yelled making you hug him in return ‘i’m fine shut up’ he leaned into your hug making you smile at his warmth towards you, you quickly jumped realising the situation you’re in ‘hey uraraka are you okay’, midoriya already talked to her asking what happened but you wanted to check since you’re friends, ‘i’m okay thank you for asking, are you, does that hurt’ she asks taking a look at your gash, you really admire this girl she’s so caring which is why she’s one of your closest friends along with the rest of the girls in class 1a, ‘i’m okay i’m okay don’t worry about me’ you smile convincing her.

after midoriya told tsu and uraraka the plan you all attempted to head back to the camp again, before walking further you look behind you to see tokoyami isn’t there bakugou isnt either, before you can even say anything to the others you felt a hand over your mouth you do the only thing you can in that moment, you bite the persons hand and scream as loud as you can, before you can move again you feel yourself getting trapped.

you’re stuck in a ball or whatever this is, you can’t move very well but you can see, not very well but you can, you feel trapped, and helpless, you don’t cry in front of others but you can’t help it, since no one can see you, you let out a couple tears ‘bakugou’ was all you could say fearing what happened to him, ‘Y/N?? Y/N FUCK’ you look up to see him in another ball next to you, but tokoyami isn’t next to you has he been saved?, you go up to the screen of the ball your hands aligned before you looked around you, are you in a mouth..

before you could think further you saw the mouth open, falling out of it you heard the compress yell out in frustration before bakugou could grab you dabi had his hands on your shoulder making you wince out in pain his grip on you too strong for you to do anything, compress also holding onto you so you couldn’t move, you looked at bakugou and midoriya they ran at you unable to reach you in time, as the portal closed you say

‘bakugou don’t come’.

you didn’t see this part, but bakugou was distraught, he was made to go the hospital with the others but he didn’t talk or scream he sat there throughout the night of your absence in pain, not the usual screaming angry bakugou. he could only think about how he couldn’t save you, that’s when midoriya came to him along with kirishima about rescuing you, he was all for it of course, kirishima could see his pain even though you’re both friends he can see he wants you as more and he loves you as more.

- 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐭 -

‘do you know why you’re here’ shigaraki smiles which you could barely see with his hand covering his face, you couldn’t move, you were strapped to a stone chair melded into the wall, you felt helpless, ‘let me guess, you want me to join your little league’ you sneer, ‘we can give you everything you want and more, you power could be useful to us’ at this you just laughed. ‘you can give me everything huh? i don’t think you can help me become a pro hero which is all i want’ what are they thinking? did they really think they could convince me with this,, unless there’s something to threaten me with. before you could think further dabi grabbed your face ‘look here princess, becoming a pro hero is easy but we can protect you, they can’t when you realise how much we can give you you’ll be begging for more’ he smirks looked down. ‘you’re fucking disgusting get off me’ you spit.

he does as you wish stepping away from you smirking, you felt sick not only were you trapped but there was no way you were getting out of this by yourself.

-𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥-

‘we heard what you’re going to do’ aizawa’s voice coming from around the corner, everyone jumped ‘you’re not going to go get y/n and that is final, from today you’re on house arrest all of you, until we get y/n home’.

after a lot of screaming from bakugou and kirishima they went to the dorms, bakugou went in this room slamming the door as soon as they got back. thoughts running through his head so fast it hurt, for what was the first time in a while, he cried, thinking about the first time he saw you, how you were nervous but tried not to show it, he saw right through it, you understood eachother well and not only did you put up with his anger but you screamed back when you needed to. from the first time he saw you he stared at you, in class and when you all moved into the dorms he couldn’t help but feel happy when he realised you were on the same floor.

still with tears running down his face he picked himself up and walked to the room across the hall, your room, the last time he was here you were gaming together, he remembered how you leaned into his shoulder and groaned when you failed a level, or how you pout when concentrating, or how your face turned red when anyone asked if you were dating. that night he slept in your bed fearing the worst.

-𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐭-

‘you know y/n we aren’t just going to let you go back to your little hero friends because you said no’ shigaraki laughed taking the hand off of his face, with clear view of his dry lips and neck and his dull eyes you retort ‘what are you going to do? torture me’ you had a smile on your face, they wouldn’t do that to someone they wanted to recruit,, right?

‘correction, we’re going to torture you to death’

it felt like it had been hours of the pain, again you didn’t cry around people you tried so hard not to but it hurt, toga didn’t go easy on you, you were nothing but that of a ragdoll a dummy to play with, they went one by one interrogating you for information about ua and your classmates quirks, since you wouldn’t join the league and there was no sign of you changing your decision, toga was still interrogating you, after denying the first few questions she cut your cheek, and then your shoulder, getting angry and losing patience she stabbed your thigh making you cry out in pain, your once tear stained cheeks was now blood stained.

it had been hours, you were barely breathing, it was late probably 4 or 5am, you were covered in blood, your whole body covered in cuts and bruises, some of your fingers broken, they were going to release moonfish on you but they needed you alive for whatever reason, togas blood machine was in your body sucking the blood out, you felt weak, you were in pain and the salty tears dropping from your eyes made it worse stinging you as they dropped, you were on deaths door.

‘shigaraki i think we should give her back now, she’s going to die they should watch her die, if we give her back dead they can’t watch her die’ you couldn’t distinguish who said it, you were in too much pain to even lift your head ‘hmm i guess you’re right, toga just to be sure stab her near her stomach’ you couldn’t bare more pain, the cuts on your body the stabbed thigh was enough you were losing so much blood you felt like you were about to faint, you screamed, your scream pierced everyone in the room, the power you haven’t been able to use went into your scream making everyone’s ears literally bleed, with their hands over their ears shigaraki gave kurogiri the signal to open his warp gate, you felt a piercing pain in your waist, you screamed yet again but louder, you looked to your waist to see togas knife still in your flesh, she had stepped back because of your scream, shigaraki told everyone to undo your restraints, even though you’re powerful you were so weak, the villains in the room could kill you in an instant, you were going to die if you didn’t get help. they finished taking off the restraints, you couldn’t stand, you fell as soon as they lifted you off of the chair,

‘it’s been a pleasure working with you y/n, hope to see you again soon!’ you hear shigaraki giggle before the floor beneath you turned to a warp gate, you fell through and hit a wooden floor, crying out in pain you try moving your head around to see where you were only to realise you’re in the dorms, you turn over so you’re on your back where you experienced the least amount of pain since your back was against the chair, thinking this is some sick joke, you scream again but not to hurt anyone, only to make your presence known, you can’t move your losing so much blood you’re basically bathing in your blood. togas knife is still in your waist, you scream again, all the pain you’re feeling going into your scream. a few seconds later you heard footsteps loud ones, you felt yourself going numb, you looked towards the stairs to hear bakugou, midoriya and todoroki, everyone else were behind them not knowing what was happening, ‘what the fuck, what the fuck i know that’s y/n, i swear i heard her’ you heard bakugou say, he got down the stairs and looked around to see you, he ran so fast to you, to be by your side,

‘Y/N no fuck fuck i’m sorry’ his eyes were watery you smiled seeing the boy, ‘it’s not your fault’ you use the rest of your strength to lift your arm to hold his cheek, which made you cry out from the stab in your arm. mina yelled out ‘someone come with me now to get someone!’. todoroki sat besides you and gently put his fingers to your wrist making sure not to touch your broken fingers he checked your heartbeat, your breathing becoming irregular and forced. ‘y/n fuck what did they do to you’ kirishima whispered. you only smiled trying to comfort them, and then bakugou started crying his tears dropping next to you, making your eyes tear up as well ‘suki please dont cry, i’m here’ you tried comforting him, ‘theres something i should’ve told you before but i was too fucking weak’ he said trying to stop the tears, ‘you’re so strong’ you whisper the breath in your lungs running out, ‘y/n l/n i fucking love you, so much i wish i told you earlier but god i’m sorry i’m saying it so late i wish i wasn’t so fucking stupid’ you looked at him tears flowing making you wince ‘katsuki bakugou i love you too’ you breath, feeling yourself slipping away, ‘y/n keep breathing, shit’ midoriya said your holding your hand. ‘you’re so strong y/n stay with us’ todoroki smiled sadly.

then it all went black

when you woke up, you were on the sofa in the dorms, it had only been 30 minutes, recovery girl was next to you she healed your stab wounds and cuts first, but the wound next to your waist was hard to heal, bakugou was next to you, everyone else around you as well including all might, aizawa and the chief of police, ‘you’re awake’ bakugou smiled sadly, you smiled back, you looked down to see your broken fingers back to normal and bandages around your arms, thighs and stomach. ‘y/n i’ll ask you these questions here since these are trusted people’ the chief of police smiled, you nodded, ‘okay so first of all where were you and who were there’, you explained the dusty attic looking room and everyone who was there, after a couple minutes he asked ‘okay final question what did they say to you ask you, what did you say to them and why did they give you these wounds’, ‘they asked me to join their league they told me there’s benefits i told them something about how they can’t help me become a pro hero and after realising i wouldn’t join they tried interrogating me about ua and the quirks of everyone in this class, i refused so they hurt me and they took my blood, since the girl uses blood to change into people she’s probably going to use it, she has a lot of it now so check if it’s me before talking to me’ you felt a tear slip from your eye, quickly wiping it away you sit up wincing, ‘hey not so fast take it easy’ bakugou said comforting you by holding your hand. ‘y/n i’m so sorry we couldn’t protect you, you did amazing, ua did well accepting you’ the officer smiled.

after recovery girl told you about cleaning and looking after your wounds and aizawa and all might talked to about the encounter, they left, it was morning now around 8am and everytime you closed your eyes you see the blood and them. you sat up on the sofa the painkillers you took were working so you weren’t in much pain at all.

‘lay on me’ bakugous sudden words making you jump a little you smile, you layed on the chest of the boy you’re in love with, he stroked your head, for the next months and years to come he comforted you and through all the nightmares and all the crying he was with you, he was with you for all the fights and the injuries, he loved you through the times you didn’t feel loved, he cried with you when you needed it. katsuki bakugou loves you no matter what

a/n : alexa play drivers licence

... WHAT DID I JUST CREATE, the idea came to my mind and... IM SO SORRY BRUH??

anyway aha tag list open rn ask me in my inbox to be added ily !

also pls don’t copy my work in any way

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

10x07 of chicago pd

3 minutes in and i'm already crying on behalf of ms. upton

hailey upton take care of yourself challenge

‘when was the last time you slept?’

‘in a bed?’

HAILEY PLEASE

JUST TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

this is like 10x05 all over again anD I CANT DEAL WITH WATCHING HAILEY SLOWLY DESTROY HERSELF

hailey’s desperate ‘this is it. right?’ is kiLLING ME

MS. GURL IS HANGING ON BY A THREAD

JAY COME BACK TO YOUR WIFE 

trudy’s deadpan of ‘my arts and crafts project’

somebody make a compilation of trudy platt being the mother of intelligence

please

i need it

the transition from fake work to real work was SMOOTH

bro i love episodes like this

like the ones that are a compilation of their work w/ the voiceover in the background

lowkey reminds me of 7x18

LMAOOOO 

voight: ‘RustAndStardust’?

kim: a ‘lolita’ reference :/

voight: *the face of ‘ah, okay, im too old for this bs’

burgess and upton!

buRGESS AND UPTON

BURGESS AND UPTON

their heart-to-heart is making me cry

we deserve more of upgess

its a need

why do i feel like this PPO is gonna screw things up?

torres trying his best to look calm and inconspicuous

hailey is holding onto her life in her hands

‘marty’ just jumped over the railing?!

brO??

bro sounded like a whiny child when he said ‘nOt aNYmOrE’

hailey looking like a disappointed mom makes me cackle

ew ew ew ew

yuck yuck yuck yuck

ruzek

good job

you sound like a creep

please stop

who’s this girl???

oh nooooo

shit’s about to hit the fan

noooooooooooo

i do not like this

at all

oh ew no

this is reminding me of 4x13 where jay has to go undercover in that centre for teenage girls and one of the girls gets touchy w/ him???

ugh

no

no thank you

this must’ve been to AWKWARD TO FILM

ew

i could never

torres running towards and then swerving back to helms looked so funny to me

OF COURSE HE DIES

OF COURSE

WE CAN NEVER HAVE SOMETHING GO RIGHT CAN WE

HAILEYYYY

MY BABYYYYYYY

‘i used to sober up my dad’

god chicago pd writers just LOVE making me cry

the girls taking turns talking to amber

i wanna see them have an episode to themselves where they’re kicking ass and taking names

its a need

ambER GIVE SOMETHING UP

oH GOD THE SCARS ON HER FEET

WAS SHE ABDUCTED WHEN SHE WAS A KID??

kim calling hailey ‘hail’ is all i need in life rn

ruzek and upton could have a brother-sister relationship but NOOOOO

we just get MORE unnecessary conflict

haILEY GO HOME AND SLEEP

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

she looks like she’s about to cry

don't do this to my heart 

she’s not gonna go home is she?

oH I FUCKIN CALLED IT

NO

sean if you don’t get your rat face off my screen, i will punch it

hailey if you don’t get your cute ass home rn, i will reach thru the screen and put you to bed myself

hearing hailey call jay her husband makes me happy and then i remember the context and i start crying

hoLD ON

THEYRE NOT EVEN CALLING????

CMON

MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS

sean i hate your face

go jump off a cliff

haiLEY

DONT DO THIS

CMON

THIS IS GONNA END REALLY BADLY

sean you lying rat

i WILL murder you

‘iM gLaD YoU cAMe’

bitch shut the fuck up

stop smiling at her like that

i will punch you

‘i'll se ya’

‘hOpE sO’

S H U T   U P

‘gotcha’

her smile is so BEAUTIFUL

upzek friendship supremacy

the fact that she admits the truth to a CRIMINAL

good lord

hailey

please

for the love of god

go to therapy

oH GOOD LORD

HERE WE GO

oh goodie

voight and a lawyer

this is gonna be fun

surprised that there’s not more yelling or argument

bro what

how does the inside of an abandoned building

LOOK LIKE THAT

it’s like a frickin mansion

ohhh nooo

the little girl’s room

oh goddd

of course they’re too late

nothing can ever go right, can it?

FUCKIN CHIEF O’NEAL

OF COURSE

THIS BITCHASS IS JUST GONNA STAND ASIDE WHILE HIS SON TRAFFICS HUMANS

OF COURSE

SUCH GOOD PARENTING

bro if you don’t shut UP

‘he’s my kid’

HES A SEX TRAFFICKER

HES HURTING SO MANY PEOPLE YOU ASS

‘you don’t think i don’t know if my son doesn’t have a problem?’

YOUR SON HAS MORE THAN A PROBLEM

MY G O D

he’s not gonna believe hank is he?

yep

i was right

you don’t get your hands off of voight riGHT NOW

im going to K I L L him

i’ll do it

i will

[obeiii-mee]

Hi there! Im back, tysm for doing my HC ;;/ it was super cute, i really liked Mammons and Satans!! If you dont mind if i ask for another? Hdjsks Recently, i slipped while walking home with some pals and scrapped my knee. It wasnt too bad, but it sure looked bad lmao If you can could you do HCs for the boys reacting to MC slipping and scrapping there knee while walking w them? Im sure Mammon would have a heart attack hfjd Tysm!! Keep up the good work♡

Thank you so much! I hope your knee gets better and that it wasn’t too painful! The brothers would all be panicking in their own way but I agree, Mammon would faint or something lmao.

Hope this was OK.

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The Brothers with an MC who fell and scraped their knee:

Lucifer:

-It was a miracle you managed to convince him to come out on a walk with you at all

-The man doesn’t know when to take a break from his work

-He’s more likely to accept if it’s you asking tho, he has an obvious soft spot for you

-The others call him a suck up behind his back because of it

-You were so happy that you managed to pry Lucifer away from his desk, you were basically skipping alongside him

-Long story short, you tripped over your own two feet and fell

-Luckily, your knees and palms were the only things that got a bit scruffy

-Well, actually your right knee looked as if someone tried removing your entire knee cap with a scalpel, skin and all but adrenaline was kicking in and you couldn’t feel much

-You’ve never seen Lucifer freeze the way he did then

-His mind just drew a blank

-You were about to shrug it off and call it a day, get up and continue your walk but daddy Lucifer can’t have that

-He has six younger brothers (and a younger sister at some point) he is pretty experienced when it comes to treating injuries

-You aren’t walking for the rest of the day, let me make this clear

-He will carry you back to the House of Lamentation no matter how much you protest

-In case it wasn’t obvious already, Lucifer gives off massive dad vibes and now he’s bandaging your leg while you’re laying down on his bed

-While the rest of the brothers watch the two of you from behind the door frame because they are all equally worried

-Get ready for the three hour lecture coming your way

-He’s pissed and amused at the same time tbh

-Silly human, falling over like that and hurting themselves

-Lord Diavolo forbid you try to get out of that bed, he will drag you back and make sure you stay there until your knee is better (kinky)

Mammon:

-He was on his merry way to the casino to blow off all of Lucifer’s money and you tagged along solely for the purpose of making sure he didn’t spend all of Lucifer’s money

-You’d both be done for if he did

-But I guess fate really had it out for you on that day since your foot slipped on....something and you tripped

-Both of your knees looked bloody and damaged as hell but you were more irritated than anything

-Mammon on the other hand did a fucking double take and almost passed out

-He screeched his lungs out

-One look at your injured knees and he was ready to drag you all the way to the human realm on foot to find you a doctor

-“MC ARE YOU OK WHY THE FUCK IS THERE SO MUCH BLOO-HOLY SHIT STAY STILL DON’T MOVE! THE GREAT MAMMON WILL FIX THIS...SOMEHOW.”

-It was very dramatic, he cried

-You stood up to prove that you were alright because you thought he was going to have a seizure soon enough

-OK, that helped him calm down a little

-At least now he knew your legs weren’t about to get torn off and you weren’t on the verge of death

-Fuck the casino, you were going home

-Like Lucifer, don’t expect you will walk home by yourself

-He will carry you, a bit embarrassed by his initial freak out but still eyeing your wound, concerned

-As soon as you get home and the other brothers help you out because he’s shit at bandaging, he just sits in his own pool of misery and guilt

-Your poor knees wouldn’t be so jacked up if you hadn’t come along with him today

-He was so determined to make it up to you, he stayed by your bedside like a loyal puppy with a wagging tail (flashback to the animal event)

-Overall, he almost went into cardiac arrest and was too panicked to realise you were fine

-You thought he was smothering and overprotective before? Good luck for the rest of the week

Levi:

-“See, this is why I don’t like going out. There’s always some normie laying on the groun- OH MY LORD DIAVOLO, MC IS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU OK?”

-HIS HENRY ALMOST DIED ON THE NEWLY POLISHED FLOOR OF AN ANIME CONVENTION, HE HAS VERY MIXED EMOTIONS

-You fell knees first and hurt them quiet badly but you could stand, even if the pain made you twitch a little

-This confused Levi because you looked fine even though your knees certainly didn’t

-You told him you felt alright and it wasn’t that big of a deal and he absolutely rolled with it

-But you guys still went home after that

-He said it was because you bled all over your cosplay but that’s just him being a tsundere

-Levi is usually very shy when it comes to physical contact but he firmly insisted that he help you walk home

-I mean, he knows you said you were feeling OK and maybe humans just have a lot of tolerance for injuries like that

-But he still felt it was necessary that he took you home and checked out your injuries

-He kept the mood light while disinfecting you’re wound with some help from Satan by talking about how the convention went

-High low-key relieved seeing you walk around like normal two minutes after that

-He started bitching to you about how you made him miss his the event but he didn’t mean any of it

-“Stupid normie, making me miss my favourite Ruri-chan event. You’re lucky I love you and think you’re cute....did I just say that out loud??”

Satan:

-Oh dear, why would you go out for a walk in the middle of a rainstorm? What were you thinking?

-Actually, it was Satan’s idea

-He may be a demon and the prince of Wrath no less, but he is such a sappy, cheesy bastard at times

-He definitely thinks that walking and kissing in the rain is very romantic (bet he read something like that in an erotica)

-You know what’s not romantic blondie? Slipping on a very small puddle and potentially fracturing your leg

-It was just a scraped knee but you were frustrated enough to be extra

-He’s helping you up before you even have the chance to realise you fell in the first place

-Your knee was looking pretty bad so you guys went home just to avoid any further casualties

-He’s actually chuckling all the way back while you playfully glare at him because how dare he laugh at your misery?

-Date night was ruined but at least he got to take care of you

-He knew your knee must have hurt and he felt bad but he couldn’t help but giggle a bit to himself because your fall was so comical

-Ah but he does enjoy fussing over you for the rest of the night a bit too much

Asmo:

-You thought Mammon was melodramatic?

-Take a look at this fucking guy

-He actually screeches even louder than his brother and probably falls to his knees too (but not really because those pants were expensive)

-His screams definitely got the attention of at least 10 random passerbyers

-He’s actually on the verge of crying

-I mean, can you blame him?? Look at your beautiful knees!! They were ruined

-He felt so bad for you, he actually babied the hell out of you that day

-“Asmo, it’s fine. It’s just a scrap.”

-“A SCRAP, MC IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR KNEE IS ABOUT TO FALL OFF YOUR POOR SKIN-“

-It was just a scrap but Asmo’s secret talent is being extra as fuck

-He totally spilled all the tea to the rest of the brothers when he got home

-And then he ushered you into his room

-Funnily enough, he’s pretty good with injuries. Not as much as Satan and Lucifer but still

-He pampered you for the next few hours but that image of your skin being all grazed like that will forever haunt him

-How can you not be so bothered by it?? He’d die if he was in your place

-I love Asmo just because of how dramatic he is

Beel:

-Your shoelaces were undone and of course that meant a fun little trip to the floor of Hell’s Kitchen

-Beel didn’t notice you fell at first, he was concentrating on his food and assumed you were next to him

-But then he realised that you weren’t and for a moment he thought you disappeared or something

-Before he turned to find you laying on the floor, curled up because life was pain and you were suffering

-“Are you OK? Or are you just tired? Belphie does that a lot when he’s tired.” Or depressed one might say

-But for real, he’s good at identifying serious wounds and less serious wounds since he’s an athlete

-He can tell your knees were bleeding way more than they should have from just a simple scrap

-He slinged you over his shoulder and carried you, calmly, back home, with a burger still in his hand

-He’s actually really collective and talked to you while cleaning up your injury to take your mind off the pain

-He knows humans are a little more fragile than demons so even though he knows it’s not a big deal, he can’t help but worry

-It’s kinda hard falling around him tho because chances are, he will actually catch you even if he happens to hold something

-He’s sad if you’re sad so please don’t cry he will bandage your scraped knee do you want the last bit of his burger to make you feel better?

-Comfort hugs afterwards!

-Which is awesome because Beel gives out best hugs :)

Belphie:

-Ah yes, another beautiful day at RAD

-Walking alongside with your grumpy and sleepy boyfriend when a random demon bumps into you

-Wel not bumps, more like shoves you so hard you fall down and tear the fabric of your pants

-While the dude shrugs it off and speeds away

-You were a bit pissed off because rude

-But Belphie was fucking fuming

-He felt so offended on your part

-I mean, the nerve of him

-He was tired as shit but he wanted to chase after him and throw hands, possibly fill his pillow with rocks and hit him over the head with it

-He forced himself to focus on you first before hunting the moron down

-He was a bit concerned when he didn’t see you come back up after you fell

-Turns out, you scraped your knee pretty horribly and now you were bleeding all over the floor

-He’s even more quiet than usual as he helps you up and half carries you to your next class

-He starts taking care of your knee in the middle of DevilDom history he doesn’t give a flying fuck

-He’s still furious by the time he gets home and most of his brothers know to leave him be when he makes that scary ass face

-No talk to him

-He angy

-“Does your knee still hurt?”

-“A bit but it’s not-“

-“Come nap with me.”

-“Why?”

-“Naps shall cure your pain.”

-“...”

-“Nah but for real come take a nap with me.”

-Next day at school, the dude from yesterday walks by him and Belphie smashes his head against the wall

-Before walking away as if nothing happened

-I stan protective Belphie

These HCs are really bad but I love them anyway

Al~

[brxceliiande]

NIGHTMARES (Daniel Jackson X Fem!Reader)

AFTER THE WAR, Y/N AND DANIEL RETURNED HOME AND SETTLED DOWN IN THE COUNTRY, BUT THE WAR STILL HAUNTED THEM.

genre : hurt/comfort / small fluff

warnings : swearing (barely), nightmares

word count : 990

NOTE: this is my first imagine in a long time, sorry if there are any errors. i made it so the squad was alive at the end and that they only lost caparzo and wade.

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it started small, with tiny twitches, jerks, and mumbling. it happened every night they slept. the dreams kept getting worse, to the point where one would wake up the other with screaming. y/n got used to it, as did daniel. when one woke up, the other comforted and held them until they fell back asleep. they would whisper things into their ear and lace their hands together. it was a nightly routine, but this night was not like the others.

the bedroom was at freezing temperatures, the snow outside fogged the windows and the fire burnt out. silence took over the room, the soft snores and creaking of the bed breaking it. a breeze whistled outside, moving through the trees and the windchimes on the porch.

rolling over, y/n huddled herself into a ball, pulling the blankets over her instinctively. tucking it under her feet, she snuggled deeper into the back of daniel, attempting to get warm. he was like a furnace. heat radiated off of him nonstop, it would get annoying, but on cold nights, it was the warmest she’d ever felt. wrapping an arm around his waist, y/n opened her eyes slightly.

vibrations came from daniel, quiet sniffles following. his body began to shake harder as each sob came out louder. holding him closer, y/n ran her hand along his chest and arm in an attempt to soothe him.

“it’s okay daniel, it’s done. the war is finished...” y/n mumbled, continuing her attempts at soothing him.

“why does it hurt-” daniel choked out, placing his hand on top of hers, “why does it hurt so goddamn much?”

shocked at his use of words, y/n knew it was bad. he would never use the lord’s name in vain, even when he was in the war. even when he lost caparzo and wade, he prayed for them rather than cursed those who killed them. pulling herself closer, she dipped her head into the crook of his neck. his neck glistened in the moonlight that shone through the window, with tear streaked cheeks and a runny nose.

propping herself on her elbow, y/n pulled daniel to face her. it broke her heart to see him like this. puffy red eyes, runny nose, and falling tears. cupping her hand over his cheek, she caressed it. the lump clawed up her throat and she held back tears.

daniel rested his head on her chest, squeezing his eyes shut as sobs continued to rock his body. chin resting on top of his head, y/n ran her hands along his hair and back. she wished she could take it all away from him. all the pain and sorrow he felt. the man she married before the war. his smile, his laugh, and his bright eyes full of hope.

“danny, honey.” y/n said, hoping he would lift his head, “look at me please” she choked out, “...please danny.” pleading, y/n put her forehead on his and caressed his face. tears slid down her cheeks, she couldn't hold it in anymore. lifting his head, daniel glanced at her before lowering his gaze. y/n grinned softly, “there you go danny, nice and slow…” daniel’s breathing became slower and slower.

“it was-” daniel started, but couldn't find the words. y/n wiped the tears from his eyes with her finger, “its okay, you don't have to.” daniel laid flat on his back, his arm underneath her and holding her shoulders. laying a hand on his chest, he stopped crying and exhaled loudly.

pulling the covers onto daniel, y/n laid in silence snuggled into his side. her head on his chest, the softened beat of his heart making her eyes heavy. her hand on his chest intertwined with his, while his other wrapped around her. it was silent once again.

“sometimes i wish i’d go to sleep and never wake up…” daniel muttered, removing his hand from hers and running it through his hair. “maybe it would make everything better.”

“dont.” y/n interrupted, hugging him tightly. “dont start talking like that now.” daniel looked up at the small headboard of their bed, tears threatening to fall. “we can make it through this together.” y/n stated, “nobody said it was going to be easy.”

daniel chewed on the inside of his cheek. she was right. they never asked for a war and certainly not the nightmares that came from it. it was hard for him to accept that. he was just another soldier from the war, one of the lucky bastards making it out alive. or the lucky not-so-lucky.

“darlin’,” daniel said, turning on his side and holding her in his chest, “why’d you marry me? you could of had someone smarter, better lookin, hell even without nightmares-” y/n silenced him with a kiss.

“i think you should rephrase that.” y/n smiled softly. daniel admired her, staring into her eyes and smiled. her beauty never ceases to amaze him, the smile and her eyes, the crinkle of her nose when she laughed.

“how'd i get so lucky to have you?” daniel asked again, earning him a kiss. y/n held his cheek in her hand as their foreheads touched, “now that is the right question mr.jackson” daniel chuckled and placed a kiss on her lips.

“i aim to please, mrs. jackson.” daniel said, holding the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss. y/n grinned into the kiss and pulled back, “i would love to continue, but the sun has risen.”

daniel groaned and released her, laying on his back. y/n laughed at him as she pushed the covers off and got out of bed. daniel looked up at her and smiled. it was a long night, but it was worthwhile, seeing that smile once again. it's going to be rough, but y/n had a feeling it was getting better already.