#*slowly backs out if my dash after bursting in to yell*

[clevervonskelli]

I've been avoiding Tumblr bc I've been too busy to work on my MotA gif + poem project (why did I decide to try this when I've never gif'd anything in my life jfc) but we just finished Alex Rider season 3 so I gotta stop in real quick to scream into the void so I can try and be normal in the real world.

[idontplaytrack]

✧ You & I

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort. quarrelling, coarse language

In which reader’s home life is a mess and she would always run to Janis for comfort and safety.

Requested? Yes / No

p.s. I dunno if y’all are expecting a long one but its a pretty short one, I’m sorry😬

“I told you, I don’t care what you think- I go to work, and you’re at home so the chores are your problem.” Your Dad yells, his voice making your breath hitch. You tried to tune it out and just continued shoving whatever you could into your backpack, periodically glancing at your phone to see if Janis has responded to your text asking if you could go over.

“What the hell does she do all day?!” You heard vaguely. Screwing your eyes shut, you continued hearing, “She goes to school two, three days a week barely a few hours a day. You can’t ask her to help out?! It’s all on me?!”

With tears pricking at your eyes, you forcefully zipped up your backpack, grabbed your phone and made a mad dash down the stairs and straight to the front door. Nothing else was more important than getting out of that house before they could stop you, and before things got worse and stuff gets thrown everywhere. It was a goddamn blessing that Janis lived just 10 minutes away from you, so you could walk there. She calls you while you were on your way there, but she’s already responded to your earlier text that you could be over there anytime. You didn’t pick up, though. You were trying as hard as you could not to breakdown while in public.

Finally arriving at Janis’s you stood in front of her door, pressing the doorbell as you breath became laboured and the dreaded lump in your throat makes its presence known rudely.

“y/n.” Janis answered the door, knowing it was you. “Come on in, darling. I texted you to ask you to wait for me but you didn’t reply so I guessed that you were already on your way.”

The reason for your visit was almost instantly given away by the disheveled look of yours bulky backpack on your shoulder. She takes the backpack from you and led you to sit down. You did so, following her lead as you desperately attempted to blink your tears away. Janis wasn’t big on hugs but she saw you about to cry, she engulfs you in a hug without any hesitation, rubbing your back and telling you that you were okay. That’s never worked out well for you- you’ve always burst into tears when she says that.

Maybe it was because you knew you were truly safe here, physically and emotionally.

“Did they hit you, baby?” She asks quietly.

“No.” You choked on a sob.

She slowly broke away from the hug after a minute or so, analysing your arms and legs. “Babe, what’s the deal with that redness on your thigh?”

You looked at where she was pointing at, realising what she meant. “I was rushing around my room to pack my stuff into my bag, in a hurry. Bumped into a corner of my desk and it broke the skin.”

“You didn’t feel that?” Janis asks, worried.

“I didn’t. Until you pointed it out.” You winced.

She nodded, “Alright. I’m gonna go get the stuff to help you clean that up and a bandaid.”

You weren’t sure why, but once she even started to stand up, you started crying, telling her to stay with you. “Honey, it’s okay. I’m just going to get the first-aid kit. You’re bleeding.” Janis’ words were direct but not harsh. A small sigh falls from her lips as she took you by the hand to go grab the necessary items together with her. She wasn't mad at you and typically, you'd know that. But currently, you were so on the edge from what happened at home that every little thing could make you sob and have a meltdown.

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As she dabbed the cotton pad with antiseptic on your wound to get it clean, you seethed, barely able to keep still as tears threatened to prick your eyes. "I'm sorry, baby. I know, it stings but I don't want it to get infected." She continues to do so while talking at you, as though a tactic to distract you and get you to focus on her instead. Did it work? Barely.

She carefully places a bandaid over the cleaned cut and told you she was going to throw away the trash in her hands. Now that you were a little bit calmer than before, you let her walk away alone. It didn't even take her a minute and you could see her, but in your mind, you know you just simply could not be alone until you felt completely safe and normalcy returns for you.

She asks you what you wanted to do but you didn't know. Nothing was on your mind. She asks if she could put her arms around you and hug you, knowing that sometimes, you didn't like that. But this time, you agreed to it. "Okay."

"Okay." Janis said back, gently wrapping her arms around you to hold you as she sat together with you on the couch. "Do you want the TV on or off?"

"It's fine, leave it on. You were probably watching something before I came over." You say, snuggling against her chest.

“Rewatching. Charmed.” She smiled a little, “You wanna watch with me?”

“So you can tell me I look like one of the sisters again?” You joked.

“Maybe.” She grins.

“Come on, you know you like the show. Stop denying it.” She giggled, reaching for the remote to press play.

“Which one’s your favourite?” You asked mindlessly, not intending on focusing on the show.

“Baby, I’ve told you this- Phoebe Halliwell was my gay awakening.” Janis replies.

“Really? I thought it was Prue.”

“Maybe her too.” Janis hugs you tighter, “So you were listening.”

“Of course I was.”

Unknowingly, you were at ease, no longer struggling to breathe or on the verge of tears. “I like Prue.” You mentioned casually.

“Oh, yeah?” She looks at you, brushing the hair out of your face as she presses a kiss on your lips, “Maybe I should give you a little treat some time and dress up like her.”

You chuckled, kissing her in reciprocation. “Thanks. For cheering me up. And…everything, really.”

“Anytime, darling.”

[ladylooch]

Timo meier X team photographer smut please

Coming right up! This story idea came to me pretty quickly after I read your message. Thank you for the request!

Nailed it with Timo Meier

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: 18+ Content, injury including blood.

As the Devil’s team photographer, I know angles are everything.

I’m in a crouch, down on one knee with my camera facing up. The Devil’s take their cue, dashing onto the ice to my left as I watch, waiting for the exact moment that Dougie Hamilton’s stick connects with the assortment of pucks. My camera clicks, getting several bursts of the pucks spiraling in the air. 

“Nailed it.” I grin to myself, coming back up from behind the camera. 

Tonight, the Devils are facing off against the Hurricanes in a red and black show down at The Rock. I brush my hair behind my ears, smiling as my boyfriend, Timo Meier, skates by, slapping his stick against the boards in front of me. It’s an acknowledgement and a good luck ritual- at least for the home games. 

Timo and I have been together for awhile. At this point, most of the players and staff members are used to it. We were forthcoming about our relationship from the start, feeling like the openness was the right way to approach the deep feelings we have for each other. We agreed to keep a low profile at the rink. We acknowledge each other, but avoid any aggressive PDA. Still, we regularly leave the rink holding hands and sharing a soft smooch or two. Timo skates another few laps, hitting pucks into the net at lightning speed. I snap a few more pictures, zeroing in on a few notables like Nico Hischier, Miles Wood, and Jack Hughes. Jack sticks his tongue out at me in one of his laps.

“That one is definitely going to Instagram!” I yell after him. His giddy laughter follows his wake. 

Timo skates over to the bench, grabbing a red water bottle in front of me and dousing himself with the spray. I step more to my left to avoid any water on my camera.

“Ah! That is cold tonight.” He wiggles his shoulders at me as the droplets race down his neck and back. 

“You say that every night.” I respond from behind my camera. I bring it down, looking at the screen to see if I need to adjust my settings. The arena lights seem a bit brighter than I’m used to. I look up, realizing the graphics are whiter than last home game.

“Yeah.. I like that it’s our thing.” He cheeses at me. 

“Go skate some laps ya slacker.” I love him, but he’s distracting me from my job. I start to work my way into the camera settings, pressing the arrow buttons to adjust the shutter speed and aperture settings. I think I’ve got it just right, bringing the camera closer to my face.

Then, everything goes black.

When I come to, it’s because of smelling salts. I jolt then immediately start gagging. 

“Stay down.” Mike, the assistant athletic trainer, tells me. The smell of sweat and wet rubber meets my nose next. I’m laying on the mats in the Devil’s bench. The bright lights of the arena are blinding from this position and I grimace in discomfort. My eyes slowly work their way around the group hovering over me. I see Nico, Miles, and Timo, who’s complexion is ghostly white.

“Babe.” He sputters out.

“Ow.” I whine, reaching for my head. Mike grabs my hand to prevent me from touching it.

“I’m so sorry!” Miles yelps to me. Nico turns to give him a look and gestures with his head for Miles to hit the ice again.

“You’re going to need stitches.” Mike warns me when I try to touch the tenderest part of my head. Awareness of the towel and pressure has me feeling woozy. “Let’s sit her up slowly.” Timo moves behind me and together with Mike, they sit me up. I lean back into Timo, my head feeling too heavy to support on my own. “We’re gonna sit here for a minute.” Mike says, watching my eye movement. He brings out the pen with the light and shines it in my eyes.

“I think I’m going to throw up.” I tell them, feeling my mouth get wetter and my throat tighten up.

“Okay, let’s see if we can walk you to the training room.” Mike says.

“I’ll get her.” Timo insists, reaching his hands under my arms and gently helping me to my feet. I wind my arm around his back then gingerly move forward. Mike is in front, making sure I don’t fall forward. There’s no way Timo would let me. He’s holding me too tight.

We work our way to the locker room after a few encouraging pats from Nico and Miles. 

“I’m so sorry!” Miles calls after me. “Fuck…” I hear him start talking to Nico as we disappear into the hallway. I still don’t know what he is apologizing for. Several Devils’ staff members are hustling around, still preparing for the game. One of those people is Steve, the head athletic trainer, who looks at Timo concerned.

“What happened?” He asks, moving around to my other side and wrapping an arm around me. “I’ve got her, Timo.” Steve insists. “You can head back to the ice.” Timo hesitates in dropping his arm around me.

“I… want to make sure she’s okay. She got hit by a puck from Miles.”

“Go warm up. She’s in good hands.” Steve tells him.

“It’s okay.” I whisper to him, releasing his body to transfer completely to Steve. Timo pauses, watching the drooping of my eyes and the blood pooling on the BioSteel towel.

“Come get me if it’s bad.” He says to the two trainers. They nod in agreement. Timo gives me one last look before begrudgingly following the black mats back to the ice.

“Where is my camera?” I mumble to Mike.

“It’s on the bench. We will send someone to grab it.” I send a little prayer up that it’s not broken.

“Did someone catch me?” I wonder as they maneuver me onto the table. 

“Yeah, Timo did.” I nod, remembering our teasing before the world disappeared.

“He’s good at that.” I murmur to Mike. 

Steve sticks around as they pull the towel off. It’s not deep but it will need stitches. They decide they can do it without shaving part of my hair off, which I appreciate. They begin to line the tools up and start just as we hear the players coming back in from warmups. Mike insists he’s got it, so Steve leaves, pulling the door shut behind him.

Timo struts in a minute later. He says nothing, just comes to lace our fingers together.

I wince slightly at the dull throbbing beginning to pound in my head. Timo takes it as the stitches.

“You’re hurting her.” He snaps. 

“Timo, I’ve got it. Let me work or you’ll have to leave.” 

“Go get ready for the game. I’m fine.” I mumble to my boyfriend. Its a total lie; I feel like garbage, but his help is needed elsewhere tonight.

“But-”

“Timo.” I sigh, closing my eyes in pain and exasperation. He’s making this whole thing worse by fussing over me. Yes, it’s sweet, but I need him to focus on the game. I don’t want to be a distraction when this is an important match up with a division rival. “You’ll have plenty of time to take care of me after the game.”

“Okay.” He says quietly. Mike pauses the stitches so we can share a kiss. It’s tender and a bit tortured, like he’s trying to heal me with his mouth. I reach up to cup his chin, deepening the kiss until I slowly pull back. Our lips catch together for a moment before his blue eyes open to meet mine. “Love you.” Despite the pain and anxiety, I smile.

“Love you.” He gives my thigh a squeeze before disappearing beyond the door to rejoin his teammates. When the Devils are about to begin the game, each one of the players strolls through the trainer’s room to give me fist bumps. Timo is the last one. 

“Kick some butt.”

“Just for you.” He taps my thigh on the way out, face turning serious with his game mode activated.

After Mike is done stitching me up, the team arranges for me to go home in a town car with strict instructions to stay awake until Timo gets home. I nod in understanding, but the request gets harder and harder the later it gets. By the time Timo rushes through our apartment door, my droopy eyes are almost closed.

“No, no, no.” He murmurs as he tosses his keys in the bowl by the door. “Baby, no sleeping yet. We have to call Steve. He asked for us to check in with him.”

“No.” I whine, tossing the blanket over my head. “I just wanna go to bed.”

“And I want you to be safe.”

We talk to Steve and he seems to think I’m doing well enough to go to sleep. 

“Reminder to take it easy for the next few days. Rest up.”

Timo agrees that I will and clicks off the phone. He tosses it on the end table, then gathers me into his arms.

“I was so scared. Like I saw it happen and there was nothing I could do.” He shakes his head, swallowing loudly. 

“It was an accident. I hope Miles is okay.”

“He’s fine.” Timo says, massaging my back with his strong fingers. “He’s going to send over cookies as an apology tomorrow.” I chuckle, shaking my head.

“That is not necessary.”

“Shhhhh.” He pats the uninjured side of my head gently. “We will let him send the cookies.” 

“Mmm interesting priorities, Meier.” I tilt my head up to look at his face. The adjustment in position makes my head spin in protest. I close one eye, trying to get my senses steady again. Timo picks up on the discomfort and frowns.

“Are you okay?” 

“I could use a distraction.” I tell him honestly. After being alone for a few hours and the trauma of what could have been settling in, I’m feeling edgy. I know Timo can be the cure. His blue eyes are wary.

“That’s… probably not a good idea.”

“Make me feel better.” I lean up to speak against his lips. 

“Steve said-“

“I don’t care. Help me focus on something besides the pain.” My tongue melds with his. He continues to resist until I skim my fingers along the zipper of his designer pants. “Please.” I breathe into our kiss. He surrenders to me, wrapping his arms tighter around my body to hold me closer. 

I maneuver up to straddle his large thighs. My fingers trail up his chest and neck to his cheeks, deepening our kiss. Timo’s hands move from my back to my ass cheeks, digging his fingers into my leggings. He rolls my hips, helping to build the thickening in his pants. A pleasure filled sigh wraps between us when he hits my folds just right.

“I’m standing up.” He says in warning, then does so. I pull back to look at his face while we walk. My fingers come to his silky, black tie, tugging on the fabric until the knot releases. Timo’s fingers dig further into my ass, holding me up tighter and closer to him. “You okay?” He checks as he lays me on the bed. I nod as he works his hands along the waistband of my leggings to get them down my legs. My panties come with. Timo moves between my spread legs, pushing my knees wider as he looks down at me. My inner muscles pulse, causing a smile from him. “You need something here?” He asks as a finger circles my opening. I wiggle against his hand. 

“Don’t tease tonight.” I whimper. “I’ve been through enough.” His thick eyebrows pull down in sadness then he slides his middle finger into me. His thumb comes up to stroke my clit in sync with his in and out motion. I bite my lip, lifting my head to look down and watch him. The room vibrates and I fall back onto the bed.

“Stay there, baby. Just feel me.” He encourages. I note his hot breath dancing on my wet folds. His tongue comes out to do a gentle lick, nudging between my outer lips to stroke my clit. I reach my hand out, letting it fall on his forearm. He moves so our fingers can lace together while he buries his mouth deeper into me.

His mouth slurps me greedily, working me closer to the edge. He interjects gentle nibbles to build pressure and impatience. Then, when he’s sure he’s got me, he creates a wet, hard suction with his mouth. I come loudly, gripping his fingers and grinding against his mouth. When I come to, I realize he is still completely clothed. He reaches down for the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it up my body until I’m naked.

“Watch me.” He murmurs, reaching for the tie swinging down his chest. 

He tosses it to the floor then shrugs his suit jacket off. He begins to work on the buttons of his dress shirt, alternating between looking there and at me. I slowly run my tongue along my bottom lip, gaining more of his attention. I drag my finger tips up my body to my nipples, swiping my fingers along them and moaning. Timo’s fingers pause as I take another pass at them. It feels so good that I widen my legs further, wanting him right there. His eyes stay pinned on my chest while working his belt apart. His pants fall down, then his boxer briefs until his hard cock pierces the air. Our eyes meet, hard and hot desire twisting in our gazes. 

My blue eyes drink him in when he leans over me, pressing our lips together. Our tongues connect, lazily eating each other up as his head nudges my entrance. I groan into his mouth as he pushes in. He tries to pull back to watch my face, but I hold him tight where he is.

“Just feel.” I remind him, kissing the corners of his mouth. My smooches lead me to his jaw, then to his neck where I sink my teeth into him. He becomes gooey, then increases his thrusts into me. 

“Fuck, I love that.” He moans. “Love everything about you.”

His hips snap and buck into mine. I feel his cock stroking my walls just right, building the tension in me. I moan into his ear, gnawing at his ear lobe to hear him sigh my name. His lips kiss down my chest, then over to my nipple, circling it with his tongue. He sucks it into his mouth as I arch my back. Timo presses me back down so I’m laying flat again. His mouth widens on my breast, getting a tight suction that has me clenching hard around him.

“You feeling better?” He asks me, kissing my nipple, then moving to the other one. I weave my fingers into his hair. My other hand stays on his ass, enjoying the feel of the muscle twitching as he pumps deeper into me. 

“So good, babe.” I whimper, swallowing as I feel the first flick of orgasm. My eyes close and my mouth opens wider, no sound comes out as I crash into the white hot heat. I tighten around him, making him swear, then shoot into me. His head slams into the mattress next to my cheek. A  soft laugh falls from my mouth, fingers trailing up to thread through his dark hair again. “So much better.” I confirm to him, turning to place a kiss on his cheek. He turns his face to capture my lips for the second press.

“I don’t know what I would have done if tonight had ended differently.” He murmurs, blue eyes deepening with worry.

“Guess it’s good we didn’t have to find out.”

“True.” He ghosts his fingers close to my stitches, wincing for me. “I think I’m the one who is supposed to have stitches in this relationship.”

“We could ask Miles to give you a matching pair?” We both chuckle.

“And we have found where my love for you ends.” I scoff, slapping at his shoulder. 

“In that case, get out of me!”

“No. Just a little longer.” He presses his lips to my shoulder while I wrap my legs around his body to hold him in place.

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 15

This is it; this is how you’re going to die more specifically; your murder being mutilated by scary monster that supposed to be a myth to scare children from misbehaving and for being disobedient. Speaking truthfully, you were never afraid of dying, there is shouldn’t be any because it is the ultimate truth right. There were times when you lay down in the middle of the night thinking about death thinking how it would be better if you just didn’t exist you don’t know why you would feel like that at time to time and that’s even made everything worse making you feel like an ungrateful person the feeling of losing something that you didn’t even know is hunted you long ago. You never know how the overwhelming feeling came what was it source maybe you will never will. 

While everyone frozen in fear derek fast enough breakaway and pull you away from the creature quickly the creature snarl back in retaliation the claw that hold your hands cut through your skin as derek pushes you into scott and stiles, bonnie behind them.

You all watch as the werewolf circle growling with eyes gleaming with feral glint to hut, derek snarl back standing firm. The werewolf moves in the speed of lighting claws extended aim for swift fatal swipe. Derek who lacked the appearance but matched with level of strength and swiftly move away kicking the werewolf away. A vicious growl escapee its mouth as with great aggression it lunches towards derek slashing him and throw him.

Derek head hit hard as he hit the ground stiles nod bonnie to check on him, stiles curse and goes check on him as he weakly lay.

Scott growl at creature moving away from you towards “SCOTT NO. WAIT” you yell but bonnie pull you by the waist preventing you from holding back and starts to run towards the school.

The creature snarl at scott as scott lunch at him with his claws out it grabs him by his neck scott claws at it hands but that does not seem to affect the it.

You pull against bonnie as you see the creature extend his claw on other hand while he slowly crushing his windpipe. You tore yourself from bonnie run towards scott screaming for his name making stiles curse as along with wounded derek as you break free bonnie hold dashing towards scott.

What no one didn’t expect to see a burst of orange yellowish energy waves comes out your body hitting the alpha with a great force the waves surge through the air like it has its own mind as does not harm scott, the waves narrowly avoid scott hitting the alpha sending the beast yards away a pained yelp leaving the creature’s mouth.

Hastily halting in your place with heavying chest you look at your friends with confusion, wide eyed scott glance back and forth to you and where the creature with a lost look on your face. “Was that you bonnie?” you ask slowly turning to her.

Bonnie stands jaw dropped “No” she wheezes out.

Stiles drop his hands that holding up derek making the said male stumble, stiles run towards your hands throwing in the air with excitement “NOPE IT WAS ALL YOU BABY, IT WAS AMAZING” he embraces you tightly. Taking your arms in yours “I know it’s a lot to process but we have to go before the thing come back” stiles hastily voiced

As if it heard it growls yards away it glares at your group viciously, “okey time to run” stiles exclaim and starts run towards the school dragging you with him. You take bonnie hands when you reach her. Derek groan at the three you as you run off to your own safety.

“Hey” derek snarl at scott who was blotting after his friends making him stop and look at derek in confusion, derek give him a bitch face.

“Oh, my bad” scott smile nervously glancing at his wounded body taking derek hands throwing it on his shoulder and running towards the three of you.

Stiles almost close the door before they can get in making derek giving him a dirty look “what we don’t have magical healing, you’ll survive”

“Shut up”

Stiles frown at derek “Don’t be such a sour wolf”.

Bonnie walks away from the door while scott set derek down and come up beside you and stiles looking out the glass window. “Is it gone?”

“I don’t know scott. We don’t have night vision like you come look at it yourself” stiles snap making scoot frown at him.

“he’s scared scott” you answer while looking out the window “seems like he’s hiding or something” you turn around to glance at bonnie and derek. “Oh. Hum” you walk slowly towards bonnie.

“What was that Y/n?” bonnie hiss her whole body shaking

“Oh, that is the alpha” stiles answers

Bonnie scoff in disbelief “Oh my God, I mean what you did back there how did you do that?”

Stile’s mouth open nodding his head remembering what he just saw back there “yeah how did you do that?”

“I don’t know….” you mutter looking down at your hands exhaling you nervously smile at bonnie “Look at the bright side I’m not doing drugs” you exclaim not knowing what to tell.

Stiles perk up “we are doing drugs now! Since when!”

You sharply turn to stiles “NO we’re not doing drugs, stiles. shut up” stiles mumble a small okey at you pouting at your harsh look that you gave him.

“What do we do now” scott asks

“Well, you first quit your job scott” stiles pipe up

“That’s not Alan” you shook your head stiles frown at you confused

“How do you know it’s not him?”

You shrug “it didn’t doesn’t feel like him, enough of that this is what we’re going to do” you turn to bonnie “you’re going to stay with derek, we will distract it make it follow us while you derek gets you out”

Stiles tap scotts shoulder whispering to him “did she say as in me and you”

“I guess” scott whispers back stiles mumble a great under his breath

A prettified look shadowed his face “maybe we can all get out let derek fight it again?”

Stiles shut up when he sees derek glare at him “he’s right I can take him”

“Yeah, I am not leaving without you?” bonnie said

“You both need to listen to me. it wants scott and we’re disposable to it and we made it really mad but it will still go after scott and you can get out with derek and derek you can’t really do anything now and you know that if you go back, you will be shredded alright and I’m not leaving scott.” You state firmly leaving no room for arguments.

You can sense Bonnie’s reluctance your eyes find derek giving him a pleading look “I’ll get her out, stay hidden. I come find you”

 “Thank you” you take Bonnies hands and hugs her “it’s going to be fine, please just trust me”

Scott and stiles walk towards you nod at bonnie scott hold your hands in his while stiles turn on his flashlight before living derek gives worried look but it’s gone there no lingering as he sharpens his sense ears trying to pick the presence of alpha and your heartbeat as you move.

He tenses when he hears the alpha but as you said its steps seems to follow “it following them” derek said looking at bonnie. He hears scott heartbeat skip likely he heard what he said. “We wait few minutes alright?”

Bonnie nods, after waiting for few minutes derek and bonnie leaves, they reach outside of school.

“You know I’m offended that you didn’t ask me if I wanted to leave with them?” stiles narrow his eyes at you.

You let out a small laugh “I don’t need to ask. I know you won’t leave; you love us so much to do that” you pinch his ear and scott take few steps back when he sees that. “And call me before you do something like this alright?”

“Sorry…sorry” he whines a little. “How did you even know we are here?”

You give stiles your phone “a creepy text” stiles

“Guys focus” scott whisper looking around for the alpha.

“Scott someone unknown texted her about us being in danger and are we really going to ignore what she just did to that thing? How did you do that. I mean your adopted” stiles take your hands and shakes a little observing it he lightly nibbles to see if the psionic wave come out making you slap his hands off you with an annoyed look on your face.

“Really stiles”

Scott stops for minute and sigh “whatever it is it really saved you, me, all of us. he could have torn us apart”

Stiles nod he look outside and goes stiff when he sees the alpha on the roof stalking them with bright red eyes glowing.  “Maybe we should run” stiles mutter

You sand scott glance at him confused and look in the direction he was looking, gulping you and scott prepare yourself heart beats faster “second that”

Right as you three starts to run the alpha hunts after you crashing through the windows the sound of glass shattering and loud thud make you three runs faster. You yelp suddenly making scott and stiles yell at you run faster.

Stiles and scott pants heavily when they reach the “are you okey y/n? “Scott asks but there he get no answer stiles and scott lift their head “stiles where is she?”

Stiles call your name he looks around him and shake his jacket looking around he glance around the room his face pale when there is no sigh of you, his eyes find scotts sweat dripping down his face as he whispers your name quietly.

You only felt its large hands wrapping around you and next thing you know that you’re in-class room and the alpha stands right Infront of you. the bright red eyes pinned on you waiting for you make a move. The soft thud of its foot on floor make you gulp hands shaking you take a step back. You can feel your heart beating and your sure it can hear how afraid you are to.

The dark is illuminated with red glow it getting brighter you look down at your palms which was source of the glow the alpha eyes also fall into a moment. A sound erupts from the creature’s chest almost like disapproving whine making you flinch at the sound but you stand your ground. Slowly the creature starts to walks towards you pausing few feet’s away 

“Stay here”       

With that the creature leap out the room without wasting a second, you stand bewilder at your place the glow dims out and darkness fill the room. Your legs feel jelly making you stumble once taking a minute to collect yourself you.

When you try to open the door, it doesn’t budge at all you push the door with all your might but it doesn’t open at all. You kick the door few times but it still doesn’t open.  Banging on the door you call out stiles and scott but no use.

Running your hands down your face you curse silently; you glance at your palm and then the door few times. “This is so stupid”

You shake your shoulders “okey …. this is not embarrassing at all” you thrust your palms towards the door nothing happens. you shrug your shoulder “alright come on do your thing” you thrust your palm again and nothings happens.

Huffing you pace around “come on do something” you shake your hands yet again nothing happens suddenly you hear a blood curling scream hurriedly you walk towards the door “stiles? Stiles.? Scott scott!” the scream soon dies out making you panic you bang on the door. The fear of something happening to them, losing them stir something in you.

Derek who came back for you three pick up your phone that was fall from stiles he hears your voice calling out for them. Derek is almost fully healed, hurrying towards to get you he stops and shield himself when your door flies open with a great force and glass shattered on the floor along with pieces of woods mist of red fading away the door falls on the ground. You step out the room seemingly no scratch or wounds looking at door breathing heavily.

 Derek utters your name making you startle your head turns to him and sigh in relief tense shoulders dropping.

 “derek” you exhale running towards him embracing, his arm quickly wraps around yourself other one cradle your head. You let your body weight on him sighing in exhaustion. Derek just holds you tight glancing down at your face laying on his chest.

 “Are you alright?” he whispers to you nodding you back away “bonnie is safe” he states before you can ask.  “And that’s not them”

You tilt your head at him “didn’t know you could read mind”

He shrugs starting to walk past you “I can read you” he mumbles without you hearing. You hurry after him.

“Did you...?”

“Yes, I’m fully healed, I can fight” derek finishes making you look at him creeped out.

“Please don’t do it again” you state walking beside him now.  he grins without you a cocky look on his face clearly having plan on not stopping you roll your eyes at him.

He goes still for a moment looking at the dark hallway a silhouette person stands Infront of you the person walks Infront of you.

With a furrowed brows you watch the man revel himself “Stefan?”

Derek suddenly gets pushed to walls as someone comes from behind you and derek, Stefan speeds taking hold of your hands.

“Let’s see what you are?” damon smirk at derek his eyes and fangs coming out derek snarl back at him.

“Oh my god what are you idiots doing here?” you yell at them “Stefan get your hands off me”.

Stefan frown at you tightening his hold on you “we’re trying to help you.”

Derek kick damon off him throwing him away “let her go” he hisses out to Stefan before he can do anything damon speeds to him punching him.  Stefan moves you away from them.

“Hey asshole leave him alone he’s my friend” you yell at damon squirming in Stefan hold thrashing around. “Stefan let go me. You don’t know anything”

“Trust me I’m trying save you” he turns you him hands on your shoulders “you don’t know anything about creatures like him” Stefan looks at you with worried look in his face.

Derek and damon stop fighting when the shrilling sound of howl vibrates through the school along with pained screams.

“scott” you mumble, you glare at Stefan “hands off” Stefan body stiffen when he sees the red hue on your eyes the next thing, he knows that he was thrown off away from him.

Damon stands confused as he watches you run off towards the source of sound derek snarl at him before following after you.

“What hell was that? Did you know that she can do this and what was that sound?” damon asks once he look at the direction you and derek run off.

Stefan grunts standing up walking towards him “I don’t know damon. I don’t know a single thing”

Scott who is now fully transformed into his wolf forms stalks towards his friends like a blood thirsty animal.

He ears pick up harried footsteps coming from behind him a low snarl leaves his lips “scott” he lips twist into a snarl when you and derek come into his vision.

Derek takes hold of your arm “its not scott know” his eyes find the door the heartbeat of your friends reaches his ears.

Derek takes hold of your arms “hold on tight” you give him unsure look derek flash his eyes at scott and slowly take a step back making you follow.

Scott growl at you and him taking a threatening step towards you two, derek broke into a run pulling you with him behind you scott let out snarl following you after.

Derek throws you over his shoulder running in inhuman speed you catch scott bright yellow eyes locked on you running towards you he tightens his hold on you and jump out a window landing perfectly on his feet.

He put you down you look at him in daze “a warning next time” derek says nothing looking at you for a second before pushing you down just in time scott jump on him snarling at scratching him in his face.

You curse when you hit the ground, quickly standing up you watch scott and derek fight each other. Derek throw scott away.

Scott whine in pain when his slide across ground huffing he stands on his paws turning towards you “scott” you softly call out derek stand up wiping the blood on cheeks with back of his hands.

Your eyes find scotts yellow orbs pinned on you “scott I know you’re in there, you need to control yourself. “

Derek glare at the Salvatore brothers when the come behind him “don’t”

“It will kill her” Stefan state.

“No, he wouldn’t “derek recounter watching you talk to scott. Stefan and damon give each other a look of confusion.

Scott snarl lowly at you “scott we’re you’re friends, I’m your friend scott”.

Scott slowly stalks towards you, a mist of blue aura glow around you slowly it reaches scott who glance at with suspicion. Scott remembers the aura as the same when he was once in his headspace. The image of you and stiles talking and dressing up fills his mind the memory of stiles and you bickering laughing flashes through. The memory of Alison also rushes in his minds.

He let out a whine when he realizes he was just about kill the people he held dear to him just a seconds ago.

He hung his head down in guilty when he reaches you who now kneeling on the ground, he let a sorrowful whine nudging his nose against your “it okey scott” you smile at him beside you derek smirks at the you while the Salvatore brother stand dumbfounded. Scott licks your face “okey that gross now”. scott whines and lightly push you down into sitting and lay his exhausted body on you. you let out a laugh running your hands on scotts fur.

“I guess it all sorted out now” you glance at up to derek seeing his scratches healing now giving him a smile. Scott lay unbothered on you feeling clam as your run your hands through his fur petting him.

Your smile falls when you see the Salvatore brothers you tilt your head at him with a glare “Now. what do we with you two?!”

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[papaziggy-devblog]

Please Tumblr Gods don’t let this ask be eaten into the void.

(killer my beloved)

Hide and Seek

……………………………………………….

“If you manage to find me in 30 minutes, then I’ll let you do whatever you want to me” you said slyly to the killer.

The killer cocked thier head curiously before crossing their arms and gently tapping a knife against the mask as if deep in thought.

Killer slowly looked you up and down as if taking one last look and teasingly asked ,“hmmm….anything?”

You nodded.

You could have sworn you heard a low chuckle under that mask.

“Alright, dollface” The Killer announced,”Tell you what. Since you’re so damn cute, and I’m so nice, I’ll give you a 10 second head start.”

“Just 10 seconds-” you whined.

“10…” The Killer growled, interrupting your complaint.

You took that as your cue and dash further into the dark forest while The Killer loudly yelled each count down.

“0…..READY OR NOT CAUSE HERE I COME!!!” roared The Killer.

Adrenaline flashed through your veins like lightning as the hunt officially started and your speed increased as you sprinted deeper in the darkness of the forest.

With only the moonlight to guide your vision, your eyes darted all over your surroundings trying to find the least likely place that the Killer would find you. You abruptly stopped running as you came across a large rock that was almost hidden under willow tree branches. You took a brief moment to catch your breath as your lung burned for air. You then took refuge behind the large rock as the branches shielded you from the moonlight. You remained hidden in the shadows as your heart pounded in your chest. You’re not sure how much time has passed but it wasn’t long until you heard the sounds of leaves being crunched under heavy footsteps. You held your breath.

“Come out, come out wherever you are~” The killer demanded, “I won’t bite…much.”

The footsteps sounded closer and your heart thumped wildly in your chest as if about to burst. The footsteps stopped right in front of your hiding place. You could barely hold your breath.

“Pspspspspsp, Dollface” Killer whispered.

You hear the footsteps march off into the distance and you slowly but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, You felt a hot breath in your ear that whispered, “Boo”.

A firm hand gripped your waist and slung you over The Killer’s shoulder causing you to yelp. The Killer then walked to the nearest tree under the moonlight and gently set you down on your feet with your back up against the tree trunk. But before you could react, they pinned their arms between you, preventing any hopes to escape.

You could hear the feral but steady breathing under their mask, weather from running or the thrill of the hunt, you couldn’t tell.

The Killer tilted your chin with the tip of their knife, making you look up at them. “Do you still want this, Dollface?” they asked softly.

You nodded and kissed their mask, earning you a hum of approval from them.

“Time for my reward” they uttered.

You quickly took off your pants and the Killer slashed your underwear off with their knife. You wrap your legs around their waist and they press themselves further against you. You felt their tongue lick your clavicle which slowly climbed up to your chin to clean up a trail of blood from where their knife was pressed moments ago. They let out a moan after savoring your taste but still they wanted more of you. All of you.

They then bit your neck with a low growl and drew out more of your metallic essence, making you yelp with pleasure.

The moon hid itself away behind the clouds, enshrouding the two of you in the intimate darkness.

…………………………..🌙

The Killer carries your tired self in their arms to their cabin in the woods. They smirked proudly beneath the mask when your resting self snuggled against their chest. You were the only good thing to come out of that wretched camp and you were all theirs. Their Dollface forever and ever.

I won't lie...

I'm living for these KillerxMC drabbles

I still need to finish up mine

[courtney-deserved-better]

my fair lady: part twelve - a gwourtney choose your own adventure!

(part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven) (read on ao3)

enjoy a longer-than-usual update as we near the end of this story!

“The clue’s gotta be leading us to the double decker bus,” Courtney says. “It has two levels, and it’s how we got to the Tower in the first place! I forgot to read the last line, at the red starting line of the race, but that totally fits for the double decker bus!”

Gwen holds the sack aloft. “Let’s bag this guy.”

“Ah, yes, let’s,” Alejandro says, still looking quite alarmed by the whole ‘serial killer’ thing.

After Gwen orders the corgis to sit—and attack the Ripper and any members of Team Chris, though Courtney doubts their training is that thorough—the three remaining members of Team Amazon sprint outside. Dashing across cobblestone, the trio soon finds themselves standing outside the double decker bus they had arrived on.

“Okay, the lights are on, but it looks like nobody’s home,” Gwen says. “Total horror movie setup. We are so gonna get jumpscared.”

“You are actively making this worse,” Alejandro complains.

Courtney wrenches the door to the bus open. “Come on, he’s probably not a real serial killer, and even if he is, we can totally handle him.”

“You two are either really strong, or really overconfident.”

“Guys, be quiet,” Gwen says. “We can’t catch him if we can’t hear him.”

No longer talking, the trio slowly creeps onto the bus. Courtney leads the pack, hands balled into fists. Gwen walks right behind her, holding the sack at the ready. She’s close enough that Courtney can feel her breath on her shoulder. Alejandro trails behind the two.

“Do you see him anywhere?” Courtney whispers.

“No,” Gwen hisses back. “Not on or under the seats.”

“Alejandro, what about you?”

No response.

“…Alejandro?”

Courtney and Gwen glance behind them, only to see an empty bus.

“Oh, fuck, did the Ripper just get him?” Gwen asks.

“That, or he ditched us. But I think it’s the first option.”

“Let’s stand back to back, so we can see him coming.”

“Good plan!”

The girls quickly get into position, Courtney watching the front of the bus and Gwen watching the back.

Achoo!

Both girls look up to see the Ripper perched awkwardly on the ceiling.

For a brief moment, the three stare at one another, before the Ripper drops down on the girls.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

“The sack!” Courtney yells, kicking the Ripper’s knife out of his hand. “Get him in the sack!”

“Hold him still!”

Courtney grapples with the Ripper, the two rolling up and down the bus.

“I can’t! Open the sack!”

Gwen holds the mouth of the sack open. “Now what?”

“Now I throw him in!”

In a burst of effort, Courtney picks up the Ripper and heaves him into the sack. As soon as he flies in, Gwen quickly ties it shut. To her surprise, the Ripper goes limp once inside the sack, not even bothering to put up a fight. Probably an actor and not a serial killer, then. Good. I’ve had enough of them to last a lifetime.

“Good work,” Courtney pants.

“You did most of it,” Gwen says. “For the whole challenge, really.”

“Just accept the compliment, Gwen.”

Gwen smiles. “Thanks.”

Courtney smiles back.

As she feels her cheeks beginning to heat up, Gwen clears her throat. “So, uh, where should we go? Back to the plane?”

“I’m thinking so,” Courtney says, quickly glancing away. Her eyes fall upon a piece of paper, that reads, If you’ve captured the Ripper, congrats! Head on over to the plane which we’ve managed to land totally legally. Don’t worry about it.

An address follows the instructions, and then Chris’ signature.

“Back to the plane it is,” Courtney declares, handing Gwen the piece of paper. “You need any help carrying that guy?”

“Nah, I’ve got him,” Gwen says, hefting the sack over her shoulder. “You’re probably better with directions, you lead the way.”

“Sounds good—wait, should we look for Alejandro?”

“…I’m sure he’s fine.”

With Courtney’s navigational skills, the two soon make it back to the plane. Where… every other competitor is lined up. Including their kidnapped teammates.

“Oh, good, you’re not dead,” Gwen says.

“Ditto,” Heather says. “It’d be really embarrassing if our entire team got taken out by the fake Ripper.”

“We can hear you, you know!” Sierra calls indignantly.

Tyler frowns. “I mean, she’s not wrong…”

“Hey, I didn’t taken out!” Owen protests. “Just because I went to the wrong place and got the wrong guy…”

“What do you mean, the wrong guy?” Courtney asks. For the first time, she notices the lumpy sack at Owen’s feet.

“Uh…”

Owen pulls the sack away, revealing—

“Duncan?!”

Duncan blinks at them all, before sighing. “I can never escape this fucking show, can I?”

“Nope!” Chris chirps. “Amazons, who did you bring us?”

“The real Ripper!” Courtney cries, trying to push away complicated thoughts about crushing on on Gwen, seeing her ex back on the show, and the two potentially having feelings for one another.

On cue, Gwen dumps the Ripper out. Chris leans over and rips a rubber mask off.

“Ezekiel?!”

As Chris explains Ezekiel’s presence, and then kicks him off the plane, Gwen leans over to Courtney.

“Crazy night, huh?” she whispers.

“You’re telling me!”

“Are you gonna be okay with Duncan back on the show?”

“I should be fine. It’s not like I have a choice.”

“At least we’re spending the night in first class.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Chris says. Gwen and Courtney startle. “You brought me the ‘Ripper’, sure, but Owen brought me a brand new contestant to inflict misery upon, which I value much more. So Team I Am Super Duper Hot wins—and gets Duncan on their team as a bonus prize!”

Team Chris cheers.

“You mean we lost?” Heather demands. She sounds angry, but there’s a glint in her eyes.

Right, Gwen thinks, because she thinks the plan is if we lose, we vote Alejandro off. Sorry Heather, but Courtney and I have different plans.

“Team Me, enjoy first class,” Chris says. “Team Amazon, get voting!”

Grumbling, Team Amazon trudges off to the confessional.

As Courtney takes her turn voting, she frowns down at the passports. Sure, she knows the plan is to vote with Alejandro against Heather, but after this challenge…

Alejandro is still a threat, even if he’s the next boot. He’s smart, charming, and strong.

And he knows about Courtney’s crush on Gwen.

But eliminating Heather is what we agreed upon. She’s still a big threat, and if we don’t vote her off, Gwen and I will lose the numbers advantage.

Courtney hesitates, stamp in hand.

What should I do?

[zacharyleartist69]

If you haven’t read Part 1 and Part 2 then you should go check it out before reading Part 3

This is the last part of my version of the Super Mario Bros Movie but with Funky Kong.

Disclaimer: This writing may not be accurate towards the actual movie but it’s kind of a replica of how it went down.

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After some time, Mario and DK made it to the Mushroom Kingdom. However, they see disaster awakening around the kingdom. Bowser’s army takes over the lower area of the kingdom while at the very top there was a wedding. On the side there is the floating island that Bowser has been riding on and prisoners are being hanged over in the open area underneath lava.

The two crashed onto the ground once the rocket barrel lost its fuel. They slowly look up to gain consciousness and see the troop of koopas gathering up mystery boxes.

“You wanna do this?” Mario asked with a smirk.

“Yes I do” DK answered eagerly as he adjusted the sunglasses. Mario gets up and starts dashes forward as DK grabs the rocket barrel and throws it at the koopas.

Mario kicks the koopa away to make it let go of a mystery box then hits it, resulting in getting a mushroom out of it. He then kicks the mystery box to DK and DK breaks it, resulting in a fire flower breaking out of the box. DK claps the fire flower in his hands and powers him up; his fur turns dark red with white fades on them, his tie turns all white as the letters DK turns red, and the sunglasses turn all pointy and reddish colored.

“Yes FIRE!” DK said excitedly as he levitated a fireball in his hand. Mario eats the mushroom and grows twice as big as his original height then yells “Yah Hah!” before sprinting off. DK follows behind as he starts throwing fireballs at the koopas and the rest of the enemies.

Mario and DK jump and attack through the obstacles that are filled with enemies. IT may seem like the situation they are in right now is dangerous, but to them it is a lot of fun. Mario ground pound as DK runs behind him and jumps over him as he throws a fireball “This is fun!”.

“Yeah I know r-” Before Mario could finish his sentence, a koopa shell hit Mario, causing him to lose his power. “Haha loser!” DK yelled as he pointed at Mario, but the shell reflected on the wall and hit DK as well. He flops forward as he loses his fire power while Mario gets up and hits a mystery box to get a leaf out of it.

Mario grabs the leaf and powers up into a raccoon-like suit “Hey what does this do- WHOA!”. Mario starts flying around the air with the help of his tail, crashing into enemies to buildings to enemies in the sky. He soon manages to keep himself steady and laughs in relief. He looks down to see DK starts climbing up the spike ball and to the chains, so he flies next to him. “Nice raccoon costume” DK complimented as he looked at Mario. “You really think so?” Mario asked with a smile on his face. DK hits a cannonball away “Nope!”.

Mario rolls his eyes a bit and starts looking around “I don’t see luigi anywhere!”. “Check the lower cages then plumber m-” DK stops at his tracks as he spotted some familiar kongs in the cages. He smiles at the sight of them but it quickly fades away when he realizes where they are going “Funky! Dad! I see them!”. Mario turns his head to see Funky and Cranky “Looks like Funky doesn’t have a lot of time. I’ll go fly around to find my brother while you try and stop this thing.”

DK looked up at Mario worriedly then nodded “Tell Funky that I’ll be waiting for him up there!”. Mario nodded back at DK then flew off as DK started climbing up on the chains.

During this time, the ice on the gears burst and the cages started to go down once again. Luigi starts to freak out as the lava starts flowing inside of his cage. Funky soon sees the lava entering inside of his own cage. The two climbed onto their cage bars as the lava grew closer and closer.

“Funky!” Cranky yelled out as he watched his son’s cage half way full of lava. “It’s okay dad, I’ll be fine just- just take care of my kart department while I’m gone” Funky said as he closed his eyes to embrace his burning death.

All of the sudden, the cages have stopped yet again. However this time the cages slowly started to go up. The prisoners started to cheer happily while some sighs in relief, aside from the blue star who booed at this impact.

Once the cages are high enough, Funky climbs out of the cage and stands on his. He spotted Luigi trying to climb out and he swung himself a bit then jumped to Luigi’s cage. Luigi screams a bit as he almost lets go but Funky quickly grabs his wrist and pulls him up. “Thanks” Luigi said as he sighs in relief while holding onto Funky’s arm. “Anytime small green man” Funky said as he pats Luigi’s back, “hold on as much as you can man, okay? We’re almost at the top”. Luigi nodded and moved his hands to the chains so that Funky could swing himself to other cages to get to Cranky’s.

Funky successfully gets to Cranky’s cage and breaks open the door then scoops up Cranky “come on old man let’s go”. “I will let that slide this time my son but for now I am just glad that you are alive” Cranky said while holding onto his arm. Funky holds on Cranky tight as he is about to swing to Luigi to pick him up until he sees Luigi cheering. He looks rather confused until he looks up to see.. Mario.

Mario flies towards Luigi and picks him up from the cage, swirling around as he laughs for joy “Lu!”.

Luigi laughs as he holds Mario’s hand tightly “Mario!”.

Mario lights up for joy then turns his head to see Funky staring at them. “He is waiting for you up there!” Mario yelled as he quickly flew away to land with Luigi. Those words that Mario said flows into Funky’s ear. Funky takes a moment to process what Mario had said then face slowly lights up and grabs onto the chain. He started swinging back and forth until he swung onto another cage and to the next as Cranky held onto Funky as tight as he possibly could. Climbing all the way to the top as his heart pumps in nervousness and anticipation. He is hoping that Mario will not bring his hopes up too much. He is hoping that Mario is telling the truth. He is hoping to see his little brother again. He is hoping to see his face again. He is hoping to embrace him in a brotherly hug.

Once Funky makes his way to the top, he puts Cranky down quickly and starts searching for DK, calling his name out. Looking behind rumbles, uses his eyes to look in open areas, but there was no DK. Funky started to grow worried as he kept searching for him. Cranky soon goes to Funky and puts his hand on his arm “Funky he is not here..”.

“No.. no he has to be here, Mario can’t lie about this man” Funky said as he holds Cranky's shoulder and shakes him a bit. Cranky frowns at the sight of his eldest son this way. He was about to say something until a familiar voice was heard behind him “Hey..”.

The two turn their heads around to see DK, standing in front of them with his arm rubbing his arm a bit awkwardly “Surprise?”. Funky slowly lets go of Cranky as he stares at DK, speechless. He couldn’t believe it. He is really here. Standing right in front of him awkwardly. Tears started to form in Funky’s eyes and he bolted at DK on all fours “DONKEY KONG!”.

DK sees Funky running up to him on all fours and tears up. He soon starts running up to Funky on all fours as well with tears streaming down his face “FUNKY KONG!”. The two kongs soon shared a powerful and comforting hug as they cried into each other's shoulders. They are reunited. It feels like it's been so long since they last held or seen each other. Cranky couldn't help but smile at the sight of his two boys reuniting.

“Is it really you? Are you the Donkey Kong I know and love as my little bro” Funky said through his tears as he held DK’s face gently. DK laughed a bit and put his hands on Funky’s shoulders “yes bro it’s me! It’s really me”. Funky laughs alongside DK as he rests his forehead on DK’s forehead “You have no idea how much I miss you man…”. “Me too bro… Me too” DK replied with a smile on his face.

“Hey… why are you wearing my sunglasses?” Funky smiles as he notices DK wearing them. DK blinks a bit then snickers as he poses confidently with them “What cha think?”. “The goofiest kong I’ve ever met,” Funky answered with a playful smirk. DK gasped, ”How dare you!”. Funky bursts out laughing at DK as he holds his stomach, slams his hand on DK’s arm so that he doesn’t fall off.

Cranky chuckles a bit then goes to DK and Funky “Oh you two are something else, look I know I haven’t been the best dad in the world but the least I can do is to apologize for the way I treat you and Funky. I promise-”. Before Cranky could finish his sentence, the volcanic island they are on started rumbling violently. “What the- we can talk later, get down there to protect the others! And don’t worry about me, I'll be fine” Cranky commanded as he pointed to the ground.

DK and Funky look at Cranky then at each other as they nod in agreement. Funky snatches the sunglasses off of DK’s face then runs off to the edge of the island and jumps down with DK following behind. They grab onto the chains and swing themselves to where Peach, Mario, Luigi, and Toad are. The two land in front of the group as their arms shield them.

Luigi falls back from the sudden land of the Kong brothers while Mario lights up “Funky!”. Funky turns his head to Mario and smiles brightly “What’s up Little M! Nice racoon outfit”. Mario looks down at himself and laughs a bit as he hits Funky on his arm. DK cringed hard at Funky and Mario getting along until the ground started to rumble again.

A humongous bullet bill soon comes out of the volcano and starts heading towards the castle at full speed.

Mario huffed a bit then turns his head to Funky “throw me up there!”. Funky looks at Mario and nodded in agreement with a smirk on his face. Funky picks up Mario as he starts running towards the edge and throws him into the air. Mario steady himself in the air and flies as fast as he can to catch up on the bullet bill. “Hey, hey over here!” Mario yelled out as he gets close to the Bullet Bill. However, the Bullet Bill isn’t listening, it focus was on the castle. The castle grew closer and closer as Mario and the Bullet Bill keeps flying in the air.

Mario thinks for a moment then comes up with an idea “you asked for it!”. Mario ready up his tail and swirls in the air to hit the Bullet Bill’s eye. After what Mario did, the Bullet Bill stops at his tracks, gently bending the flag pole on top of the castle, and gives Mario a deadly glare.

Mario waves at the bullet bill nervously “Heh.. Hello”. The Bullet Bill turns it whole body towards Mario as it narrows it eyes then Mario quickly flies off and the Bullet bill flies after him. Mario started to lead the Bullet Bill away from the castle then into the mushroom forest. Flying his way around to avoid the Bullet Bill’s wrath. Throughout the chase, he runs into some mushrooms in his way and splatter through each of them. After the third mushroom, Mario spits out the mushroom guts and gags in disgust “really!”.

Mario soon spotted the same pipe that he fallen out and smirks as an idea soon popped into his mind. He turns his head to the Bullet Bill and yelled “follow me you bullet!”. He soon turns his body to the pipe and the Bullet Bill immediately chases him down. He flies as fast as he can as he sees the pipe at his sight. “Come on.. come on a little closer” he mumbles to himself as he feels the bullet bill grew near. He quickly jumps over the Bullet Bill once they are close to the pipe, letting out a “mama mia”.

The Bullet Bill hits itself against the pipe and it quickly wraps inside. Mario cheered happily as he flies around the air, thinking he had got rid of the bullet bill. He soon started to fly back but was quickly pull back as the pipe starts sucking uncontrollably. He holds onto the nearest mushroom as tight as he can, but failed to hold on and flies off. Wrapping inside of the pipe.

The pipe keeps sucking violently and growing into maximum power. Funky holds Peach and Toad close to him as he holds onto something tight while DK holds Luigi to him as well. But DK slowly starts losing his grip “I’m slipping!”. Funky looks at DK quickly and reaches his hand out to DK “Grab my hand! I am not loosing you again!”. DK reaches his hand towards Funky but he lets out because of the strong wind and starts flying off with Luigi beside him “FUNKY!”.

“DONKEY KONG!” Funky yelled but he soon loses his grip from the wind and starts flying off with Peach and Toad holds onto Funky’s arm as they are in the air. Funky grabs them and holds them into a protective bear hug so that they don’t hurt for whatever happens to them.

A beam of colors forms around the atmosphere and a bright light surround the Mushroom Kingdom. Causing everything to go white. And silent…

Mario soon gain consciousness as he started to hear voices around him “Huh?”. He slowly stands up and take a moment to look around on where he is. He is back in Brooklyn. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He is back home.

“Brooklyn?… I’m… I’m back home..” Mario mumbled to himself as he slowly gets up to his feet, feeling confused as ever.

“MARIO”

Mario jumped a bit and slowly turns around to see the volcanic island slowly rising up from the surface. He quickly runs away trying not to get hurt or pushed by the force of the wind.

Bowser soon jumps down from the volcanic island and roared again “MARIO!”. Bowser soon throws cars and rumble at Mario as he chases Mario down. Mario tries his best to dodge each throw but gets hit by Bowser every time Bowser grew close towards him. “YOU RUINED MY WEDDING!” Bowser growled as he picks up a car and throws it at him, “I WAS FINALLY GONNA BE HAPPY!”.

Mario gets hit by Bowser again and collapses a bit, but still tries to keep himself up from the pain. “NOW YOU WILL SUFFER-LIKE ME!” Bowser roared as he inhales then exhales fire at him. Mario quickly runs off to a near by building to escape the fire and hides behind the seats, hyperventilating. Bowser snarls low as his fist grew tight “You really thought you could stop ME?!?! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS WEAKLING! COME OUT AND FIGHT OR YOU ARE TOO SCARED?!?!?!”.

Mario didn’t respond at all. He stays silent entirely.

Bowser cackles softly as he smirks “I thought so.”. Peach comes out of no where and kicks Bowser across the face. DK soon appears and kicks Bowser away from Peach while Funky appears behind Bowser and lift him up by the choker then punches him across the face, causing Bowser to fly out of Funky’s hand on how hard Funky hit him. Bowser snarls low and gets up “Y’all wanna fight?! Fine BY ME!”. Bowser charges at DK and Peach but gets upper cuttend by Funky. “Ohh, nice hit Funky!” Peach said in amazement. Funky smiles at Peach “Thanks little Princess”.

Bowser quickly gets up as he snarls low then starts charging at them again. Funky cracks his knuckles and goes into fighting position with DK and Peach behind him. Bowser tackles Funky to the ground but DK and Peach punches Bowser across the face together to get him off of Funky. Bowser grabs Funky by the leg and swings him around then throws him at DK and Peach, causing them to collapse to the ground. Bowser started to breath his fire at them and they quickly dodges the flames, Funky grabbing Peach into his arms and runs off to the left while DK runs off to the right.

Meanwhile, inside of the building there is Mario. He is covered in bruises and is bleeding in certain areas. He is under sorrow and sadness from all of this. He feels like he should give up at this point. This is going to be his breaking point. Until he hears a television started to go static and fuzzy. He looks up to see the commercial him and Luigi created together.

“That’s why the Super Mario Brothers are here! To save Brooklyn—“

“Save Brooklyn”

“Save-“

“Save Brooklyn”

Determination soon rises inside of Mario’s spirit and he slowly gets up from the floor. Even though he is in pain, he started to walk out of the building he was hiding “lets a go.”.

As Mario walks forward, he sees DK and Funky getting their butt kicked by Bowser while Peach is being held back by the koopas. Bowser punches DK across the face multiple times until he grabbed him by the throat and lifting him up. Funky snarls low and charges at Bowser, throwing a hard punch against Bowser’s gut. Bowser drops DK as he snarls in pain and Funky charges to throw another punch. However, Bowser inhale in some air and exhale fire on Funky’s right side of his face, burning him through the process. DK and Peach gasped in horror “FUNKY!”.

Funky screams in pain as he backs away from Bowser. His sunglasses falls off of his face during the process and Bowser crushes it with his foot as he grabs Funky by the neck, lifting him up while he snarls menacingly.

“Hey!”

Mario stands tall as he looks at Bowser “Leave him alone!”.

All eyes goes to Mario when Mario yelled at Bowser. Luigi slowly comes out of hiding in amazement at his brother’s bravery “Mario..”.

Bowser grunted in frustration and drops Funky to the ground while DK rushes to Funky worriedly “You just don’t know when to quit do you!”. Mario hissed a bit in pain as he pops his shoulder “Yeah.. I’ve been told that before”.

Peach’s eyes sparkled at Mario’s determination then smirks “Mario!”. She breaks free from the Koopas grip and kicked a shell at the Super Star, making it break free from Kamek’s magic and fly away from Bowser, “The star!”.

Mario immediately runs after it as the Superstar flies away. Bowser panics and quickly runs toward Mario “NO! THAT’S MINE!!”. In the matter of seconds, Bowser exhale fire out of his mouth once he grew close to Mario. Mario jumps quickly to avoid the hot flames, but with the pain in his body it slowed him down. He falls down to the ground and closes his eyes to embrace to his burning death.

But… he didn’t.

Mario grew confused on how he survived then looked up to see Luigi holding a sewer lid up against the flames, shielding Mario from it.

“Nothing can hurt us as long as we’re together!” Luigi said through his huffing, struggling to keep the lid up. Luigi looks over at Mario for split second and see his hand reaching for him. He immediately grabs onto his brother hand and the two ran to the superstar together.

“NO!” Peach yelled out in horror.

Bowser laughs devilishly as he stands tall, thinking he had burned Mario to death. Until he sees bright rainbow colors forming right in front of him.

The Mario Bros slowly stands up and turn their bodies to look at Bowser. Determination and Bravery sparked in their eyes. Feeling the power of the superstar makes them feel powerful at this very moment.

Bowser tries to kick the Mario bros but there was no effect. The brothers look at each other then at Bowser as they give him a heavy hit. Bowser flies back and crashes into his Koopa then commanded his army as soon as he holds himself up “RIP THEM APART! SHOW NO MERCY!”.

The troop of Koopas started to charge at the power up Mario Brothers. Unfortunately for them, one by one they all falter under the hands of the brothers. They jump, they stomp, they kick, they reflect, and they dodge.

While the bros are fighting, their parents are watching from the window. They are awed at the sight of their two sons fighting this way, especially their father. “Mama Mia!” Their father yelled in awed as he looks at his sons.

The bros soon charges at Bowser once the army of enemies are dealt with.

Now Bowser feels powerless.

However, he is not backing down a fight.

Bowser try to give the brothers some hits, but they are one step ahead of him. The Mario bros are quick with their hits to the point Bowser couldn’t keep up with their speed and fallen to their hits. When Bowser hit the ground, the brothers grabs onto his tail and starts spinning him around and throws him in the air. The brothers jumps up very high and punches hard onto Bowser’s face, causing him to fall to his sculptured like head and form a crack on it.

Bowser slowly gets up till he sees the brothers falling down towards him with their foot down, ready to kick him. He tried his fire breathing technique one more time, hoping he can stop them from hitting him. But luck didn’t support him this time.

The two bros slides their heels through the flames and lands a hard hit against Bowser’s head. A rainbow explosion soon formed from the kick and dust formed around the area.

Peach, Toad, DK, and Funky looks over at the island intensely. They wait patiently to see who won. Soon they see Mario and Luigi climbing up and the group started cheering.

Mario and Luigi smiled down at the group warmly then motion them to get up so that they can see Bowser.

Toad looks around a bit and sees a blue mushroom under the rumble. He smirks mischievously then whispers to Peach to share his idea. Peach smiles at his idea and nodded then takes the blue mushroom from him as they get up to where Mario and Luigi is standing.

Bowser groans in pain as he lays down on the ground, feeling so much pain. He looks up to see Peach and smiled immediately “Peach… Uh- here me out. This is not how I wanted it to go so.. can I get another chance?”.

“Ew. No.” Peach said disgustedly.

Bowser watches Peach get closer and immediately spotted the blue mushroom in her hand “wait- hold on- no no no no-“. He gets cut off by Peach shoving the blue mushroom in his mouth and turns miniature size in an instant.

Toad picks up Bowser by the tail and pts him in a jar as Bowser screams in a high pitch voice “HEY! HEY! THAT IS SO NOT COOL!”.

“Hah look Funky! He got the blue mushroom!” DK exclaimed as he punches Funky on the chest gently. Funky chuckles a bit at DK “yes I can- uh- see that”.

“See I told ya I’d get you a pet turtle” Mario said proudly at Peach.

Peach chuckles softly and crosses her arms “Not bad mustache”. She soon turns her head to Luigi and smiles warmly “Hey you must be Luigi, you were so brave back there! Nice job.”. Luigi blushes at Peach’s compliment “D’aw well- thank you Princess”.

“My boys! My heroes!” A woman voice raises close. Mario and Luigi turns their head to see their mother AND father running towards them with a huge smile on their faces. Their parents pulls the two brothers into a big hug as they laugh in joy. “Wahoo! Oh my gosh- Mario! You were amazing out there!” Mario’s father laughs excitedly as he grabs Mario’s shoulders and shakes him a bit with pure excitement. Mario lights up at his father then smiles softly “Thanks Dad..”.

“Alright bring it in!” DK said as he scoops up the group, including Mario’s parents, into a bear hug. Funky tries to join in but the pain is unbearable to ignore “Too tight too tight!”. DK immediately puts the group down and checks on Funky “Shoot sorry man”.

Mario gasped at the sight of Funky “Funky your face!”.

“Heh yeah it looks pretty bad but hey you did it man.. You did great out there” Funky smiled at Mario warmly. Mario looks at Funky then smiles back at him “Heh thanks.”.

“Let’s hear it for the Super Mario Brothers!” A man named Spike yelled out as he puts his hands out to show case Mario and Luigi to the crowd. The crowd started cheering for the brothers as they stepped forward with the group following behind them.

“These are my boys!” The father yelled out as he holds Mario and Luigi close to him. Mario smiles brightly while looking up at his father “Hah- hey dad!”.

Pauline soon comes around with a paparazzi and the news crew with a smile on her face “smile for the camera everyone!”.

The group poses for the camera and a flash appeared as they take the picture.

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The next day comes around and an alarm goes off in a bedroom. A hand appears from the covers to stop the alarm and the figure slowly sits up. The covers soon falls down to reveal Mario underneath it. He stretches his arms out as he let out a yawn and slowly gets out of bed.

Luigi blows his cup of coffee gently after getting dressed and holds Mario’s cup up for him to take it once he is done changing. The two take a moment to enjoy their coffee then gather up their tools and exit out of the door. They step out of a mushroom house and take a deep breath, inhaling the air of the area that they are now living: The Mushroom Kingdom. Some toads greets the Mario Bros their mornings and the bros return the favor.

Mario goes for a handshake once the toads leave but Luigi takes the upper hand and starts racing off. Mario laughs happily and runs after him. The two jump around the platforms to the warp pipe in front of them and falls inside of it then disappears through it to wrap off.

Starting a new adventure in a new world.. together.

THE END

(Yay its done :D)

[btr-imagines]

Sick and Delutional? | J.D

I've been trying to improve my writing style, so please let me know how you like it.

This is based off a dream I had recently when I was sick so, it really is my delusional mind at work

not edited or proofread, probably a mess tbh so sorry in advance

the weeknd was supposed to be a time of relaxing, spending time with James and parting with friends. Instead, it turned into a doctors visit and order for bed rest and medication.

You groaned as you finally made it home after what felt like an eternity at the doctors office. Your mother had told you to head to your room while she went to fetch groceries to make soup. the agony of being left alone to suffer was overwhelming. Rolling around in bed, you tried to find a comfortable spot but to no avail, you felt miserable. This is not your ideal weekend at all

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James was running back to the palm woods as they had limited time for lunch before they had to be back in the studio. He was tired and was in need of his daily dose of his girlfriend. As soon as the boys landed in the lobby, his eyes searched for you. Your usual spots empty or occupied by someone else. He was frantic and ran around the building, dragging logan with him.

"shes not there Logan, have you seen Camile? Maybe she with her." logan only shook his head and sighed. "camile is at an audition for some action movie." James let Logan go before making a beeline to the elevators. He was released to see that it was empty and calmed down as he landed on you floor.

Just as he approached your apartment, he saw your mother carrying the various bags of groceries. "Hi Mrs.y/l/n, need help?" Your mother smiled a grateful grin and handed the boy some bags. "do you know where y/n might be? by any chance....?" He trailed off looking over her and around the apartment. Your mother signed as she began putting everything away, james assisting.

"y/n wasnt feeling good this morning, so she should be in her room." James almost dashed but your mother stoped him. "careful though, she might be crabby." He chuckled a little before quietly walking to your bedroom.

He opened the door, you sleeping figure made him relax and soften. He felt the tension in his shoulders melt away as he listened to your breathing. He sat down beside you and combed you hair away from your face. His hand felt the heat radiating from your forehead.

all he wished to do was lay with you and care for you until you felt better but not everything last forever.

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Three boys ran through the floor, knocking and bursting into random apartments in search of james.

They spotted a door cracked open and rushed in. You mother jumped and almost dropped the carton of eggs as the three guys almost broke down the door. "hi Mrs. y/l/n!" they yelled in unison as the ran to your bedroom, leaving the woman confused but amused.

a moment later they carried a half asleep james into the main living area, pausing to stare at the woman with kind smiles.

"bye Mrs. y/l/n"

Your mother shook her head in disbelief and awe as they carried her daughters boyfriend out the door in a hurry.

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Bonus:

Your mother walked into your room careful not to spill the hot boiling soup in her hands.

"sweetie? how are you feeling?" she asked as you slowly woke up from you slumber.

Your rubbed the sleepiness from your eyes. Your head spun a little but eventually you were able to process what was happening. You looked up at her with a tired smile and reached for the bowl.

"i had this weird dream where kames was here and taking care of me, but then the guys ran in, picked him up and took him away." Your mother only chuckled as you pouted.

Your delutional mind could tell what was real or fake and the fever meds had really taken a toll on you.

You gave your mother a confused look as she only smiled and patted your head as she laughed. "sounds like a crazy dream you had."

[mrpuppeteer]

Chapter 5 - Don't Breathe.

CHAPTER 5 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -CREDITS- Story/Writer: BigBox678 Editor: Yin-Yang ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

As soon as we heard the noises outside the door, we all knew something was trying to get in. We all moved to a blind spot far from the door. I noticed the rope that led back into the duct, and I looked at Emily and Theo, they both had the same idea as me. But as soon as I started moving, a giant monster burst into the room. I dashed back to the spot, and I peeked over a table to see what it was. But when I saw it, I wished I hadn’t. It was a huge, horrid beast standing on all fours. It had fluff like Doc, but its eyes were bulging red. Patches of its fur were ripped off, revealing bloody muscle. And it smelled HORRIBLY!!! And then, when I took a closer look at its bloody spots, I saw why. It was rotting, eggs with slimy maggots on the inside of it. Maggots! Burrowing into the beast! I wanted to vomit, but I held myself together to not alert it. 

We all knew we had to get out of the security room as soon as possible. So, we quietly and slowly made our way back to the rope. We inched closer to our freedom, and it seemed like we were going to get out. But as soon as we were right next to the rope, Doc came on the walkie-talkie from his radio. 

He whispered, "Hello?".The beast heard this, sparking it into a violent rage. It lunged at us, but we all quickly got out of the way. When we got back on our feet, however, we noticed something... The rope was gone! It had been ripped off by the beast when it lunged. Crap! Now what?! I looked around and noticed the opened door the beast entered the room through. Of course! We just needed to sneak out, and we are home free! But when I looked back at Emily and Theo, I noticed that Theo had been clawed by the beast and now had 3 big gashes across their torso. Oh no… The beast looked at Theo, ready to finish the job. But then, with all her might, 

Emily screamed “NO!” and leaped onto the beast’s back, pulling and tugging on its fur, making it run wildly around the room. However, Emily held on, not daring to loosen her grip. She wasn’t going to let one of her friends die. While Emily was wrestling with the beast, I went over to Theo. They were in immense pain, clutching onto my shirt with tears of pain in their eyes. I grabbed a piece of cloth off of a nearby shelf and wrapped it around Theo’s torso. The beast finally shook off Emily and sent her slamming into a wall. 

Emily then looked at me and yelled, “RUN! TAKE THEO!”. I then hoisted Theo onto my back and ran out of the room, with Emily running out shortly after. The Beast then let out an earth-shaking roar, beginning its chase. I followed the signs leading back to the theater. 

Emily realized what I was doing and called out once more. “DON’T GO THERE! GO TO A SPOT TO HIDE!” I didn’t know why I couldn’t go back to the theater, but I followed Emily’s instructions anyway. I took a sharp right, running as fast as I could. I didn’t know when I was going to stop, but I wanted to get as far away as possible. A few minutes later I found a closet to hide in, I ran into the closet and slammed the door shut. I was pretty sure I had lost the beast, which I did. I had just assumed it was chasing Emily, but I wasn’t worried because I knew she’d be okay. I set Theo down, they looked very tired, as to be expected, but they were holding on.

 “Are you good for now?” I asked, they nodded. 

“We need to stay here for a bit, you okay with that?” They nodded once more. I let out a sigh of relief. I looked around the closet and spotted a med-kit. I took it off the shelf and opened it, then I started to treat Theo with actual medical supplies instead of dirty cloth. After I was done, Theo sighed and started to relax. Theo then drifted off to sleep. It didn’t take long for me to meet the same fate.

I woke up to pitch black darkness. It was so dark that I couldn’t even see my own hand in front of me. 

“Hello?” I yelled out into the darkness. I heard nothing but the echo responding back to me. I took a step forward, but my foot didn’t land, that was because there was nothing in front of me.  So I started to fall. I tried to scream, but I couldn’t hear myself over the sound of the intense wind. Then before I knew it, I woke up. In the closet this time. 

“Oh… just a bad dream…” I whispered to myself. I looked over to Theo. They were still asleep. It felt like hours had passed, so I decided it was time to go. I nudged Theo awake and told them it was time to go. They picked themselves up and they managed to stand. I opened the door just a smidge and peeked outside… It was safe. Me and Theo slowly walked out and looked around. I then looked up at the direction signs, and we started to follow the way back to the Theater. It was very quiet, to the point where my breathing sounded like a huge gust of wind every exhale. Theo then tapped me on the shoulder, pointed to my walkie-talkie. 

“Oh right!” I responded. I then turned the walkie-talkie on and said “Hello?! Doc?! Emily?! Are any of you there?!” … No response, try again. “Hello?” I said with concern. … Radio silence… 

Crap.

 I looked at Theo. They nodded. We both then started to head back to the theater. After a long jog, we finally made our way back to the theater. I pushed the door open to the stage and saw… nobody. I started to worry even more, so I started to look around. I went into the weapons room, nobody. The only other room was the medical room. Me and Theo made our way into it. Once we entered, we saw Doc on a chair.

 “Oh my god!” Doc exclaimed “I thought you two were dead!” Doc got up from the chair and embraced Me and Theo. 

“Woah, woah.. We’re glad to see you too but… where’s Emily?” I asked Doc. 

“Well.. She was just here… she looked pretty bruised though… She just stopped by and then went out again to look for you two,” Doc replied. 

“I hope she’s okay… What am I saying.. I know she’s fine.. This is Emily we’re talking about” I answered back. 

Doc then said, with tears in his eyes, “I…I’m so sorry.. I thought I had gotten you two KILLED! I heard the roar on the radio a-and… It was too much… so I shut off the radio.. Thinking you three had perished… It was too much..!” Doc then bursted into tears, and hugged Me and Theo again. 

Doc then looked at Theo and said “T-Theo! You’re hurt!! But.. who applied these…” Theo then pointed at me. “Y-..You patched up Theo?” Doc questioned with his hands on my shoulders. I nodded. Doc beamed widely, whispering, “You are the best puppet we could’ve found to join us…” Doc hugged me and Theo for a third time. This… is where I’m meant to be… TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 6

[paintsplantspaws]

Blue Flames Chapter 4

I casually strolled towards the Cannery. There were flames on my right and smoke all around me. The air smelled of ash, smoke, and burning trees. The cannery itself had a fire inside.

On the outside, I looked nonchalant but on the inside, I was slowly freaking out. I hoped Betty was okay. Reg had told me not to use my powers but let's face it that was not happening.As we approached there were some of the tribe members looking through the gate. They were also worried about our tribe's mother. "Sheriff we can't get in! " our elders called. The lock was also melted as if it were cheese. I realized I couldn't climb over the fence like I'd done before. They would be so mad. That's when it hit me. "I think he ran through." I reasoned to Reg.

"You can do That?" Reg Doubted. "There's only one way to find out." I decided. I approached the metal defense and slipped through as embers. "Delsin's a bio-terrorist too?!" screamed an elder. Her eyes widened in panic. Soon people were screaming in terror as they ran away. Only my brother remained.

"Wait, he's not..."Reggie sighed. "When the tribe hears about you they're going to panic," he mutters. "Fine, go control the mobs." I deadpanned. I was focused on Betty and getting rid of the jerk in orange. "Fine, but I'm coming back with help." insisted Reggie."See if Betty is inside with the Bio-terriorist. Be careful, you never know what those freaks are capable of!" advised.

Yeah, those "freaks." I muttered. Was my own brother beginning to see me as a freak? I pushed those thoughts aside and headed toward a vent. Maybe I could Crawl inside. I Was pulled up through the vent as a flame of embers. I headed towards another. It shot me straight up in the air. I panicked and braced myself to fall. The floor was good 30 feet below me and it was going to hurt. However, to my surprise, I fell on my feet with no pain.

I hear her on the other side of fallen beams. I approached the flames thinking my power would allow me to touch them. Nope. Then I saw a chain just vibing on a plank of wood. It was my ticket to Betty. I wrapped it halfway around my wrist and whipped the other part around. Embers were coming from my hands down the chain. It was perfect. Confront the jerk, free Betty, and have him fix this mess. I passed through several rooms and through some doors. There! "You gotta get out here lady." the idiot insisted cornering her. "Stay away from me! " I am trying to help you lady."No, stay away from me!" she shouted. "STOP!" I yelled I burst through the door. "Delsin!" Betty was relieved to see me. The Horrid man made some excuse about "Creating a diversion."

'"You did this to me! "My blood was boiling and my eyes narrowed in anger as I let the smoke flow from my hands."You're a conduit?" he blurted. Betty Gasped in shock"Betty, I'll explain later but you gotta go now!" she ran for her dear life."Good, I'm gone!" "Not until you fix this first " I barked. I smoke-dashed and Pounced on him like a cougar. We fell and I climbed on top of him to hold him down. The flames light up my arms. Then I saw his backstory."{You saw that right? If she catches you you'll be headed there next," he said as he dashed off. 'Wait!" I dashed after him only to be dive-bombed to the floor. "I'm warning you, kid back off!". I was determined he should fix this. Only for him to tell me to run for my life.

I headed for the door. I am not gonna die. There were bright lights on my face. Then I saw him in cased in ...concrete?? What is going on? An older woman approached. She was wearing the most tasteless business wear I'd ever seen. Her hair was ginger and though her eyes were brown her gaze felt like ice. "Oh, Henry I am so disappointed in you." she disgruntled. "Well! We got 'em. I uh flushed that mean old conduit out for you." I said sheepishly "Good job everybody Especially you guy..." "Bio terrorist!" she corrected. Henery Duaghtury was a bio-terrorist."Conduit is a used by traitors to sympathize their cause." she stated coldly. "You're not a traitor are you? she alleged as she walked towards me. "I uh try not to be," I stated shyly. "You seem nervous" she observed. "No, I' 'm Not nervous," I said insisted as I didn't dare make eye contact. "It's been my experience that there are only two reasons for people to be nervous; either they're cowards or have something to hide. " she said as she circled me like a lion after its prey."Well, you know, I get nervous around Pretty girls." I admitted trying to make a joke. She got right in my face.

"Well, did share anything?" Um, no." She walked away. "But it's kinda funny because aren't you a bioterrorist too?"Concrete shot up by my feet."Okay Okay Okay."She whipped around smirk on her wrinkly face. "Yes, and it's clear you aren't a coward which means there's something you aren't telling me." Men decked out in yellow sci-fi-looking armor approached. "What what are you doing? you can't do this. You're crazy. I've got rights!" I yelled "and I have the legal authority to suspend those rights when I feel it is necessary like now for instance" she replied. I'll ask again what happened here? she demanded. "And I will tell you again noth..." I was interrupted by a sharp stab of pain near my knee. Augustine had used her powers to stab my leg. I collapsed in pain. She crouched beside me. "I'm told that hurts."

Maybe I know what happened here! Betty rushed forward as the guards held her back. "Betty, NO don't!" I pleaded. "Really? Still nothing?" Augustine was mad." Well, unless you decide you have something to tell me, I'll chat with that nice old lady." she decided as she got up and began to talk to Betty."But you should know that concrete is epically hard on brittle bones." she stated smiling/. "And if she doesn't talk I'll move on to the next one the next until I someone who does." I writhed in pain. "so do you have something to tell me?"

I was in a lot of pain and my head was starting to swim. I could tell to Leave and she'd hurt Betty but I'd be free. If I turned myself in, I'd lose my precious freedom but Betty would be safe. I might never see the sky again but I had to protect the Tribe. "I'm a conduit." I breathed. "What?" the horrible woman inquired. "I said I'm a conduit alright?" Betty was shocked."I caught it a second ago from that guy. I gestured towards what was Henry."Oh, you caught it very funny." she almost seemed humored and then punted my legs again. I grunted in pain as I fell to the ground. "Delsin!" Betty cried. "So Betty maybe you can give me a straight answer." Augustine prowled toward her. As the world faded I watched that horrible woman attack Betty. she also collapsed. then the world went dark.

[7tail-exploration]

(warning: pokemon violence, minor pokemon injury)

[Nimbasa Storm Sewers, 6:04 pm]

Ika and Brook continue following a trail of scratches and loose feathers upstream, getting more worried for their rescue targets.

The path they were taking was leading through smaller and smaller pipes. "The kids are smart to try getting somewhere they can't be reached. Whoever's chasing them is definitely on the larger side." Ika observes.

Eventually, they reach a junction where one much smaller pipe, large enough for the small pokémon, and evidently enough to stop the attacker. The pair of duckletts that the team were sent to find are huddled in the pipe, shivering in fear.

Brook approaches the scared pokémon, "Hey, kids. Your mom sent us to help you, she's worried sick. Let's get you guys out of here."

"B-but the huge pokémon! It'll eat us!" One of the duckletts quacked.

"Don't worry, we'll make sure nobody hurts you." Brook responds, coaxing the duckletts out of the pipe.

A low growl came from the tunnel behind them. The low light coming from storm inlets above briefly illuminates the dull green scales and blue crests of the foe creeping slowly towards the newly accessible prey.

The kids began to panic as they noticed the hunter. "Brook! Get them out of here, remember our exfiltration path!" Ika pulled a blinker seed from her pouch and tossed it into the Feraligatr's maw as it lunged at her.

The vulpix dodged under the blinded water type, running after her partner. The Feraligatr may be blinded, but it could still hear the splashes of the pokémon fleeing down the pipes. Building up water energy, it used Surf to propel itself quicker through its domain by water pressure.

Ika took a zigzag path through the pipes to the open manhole they'd found. Each time she heard the Feraligatr slam into the wall on corners, she timed the distance it was behind her.

Scrambling up the ladder (and mentally thanking the fact the Wigglytuff Guild made her train on climbing), Ika emerges in a small construction area. Brook and the duckletts were waiting for her nearby, starting to run again once she appeared.

The crashing of metal and water could be heard as the water pressure behind the Feraligatr sent heavy manhole covers shooting up on geysers. "Run!" Ika commanded, taking off at a sprint down the road herself as the pokémon grew closer and passerby humans began seeking shelter.

Suddenly, she was in the air. The manhole cover underneath her acting as the only thing between the small fox and the Feraligatr's jaws.

"Ika!"

Ika got back to her paws, jumping down and making a bit of distance from the large reptile. "Get to cover! Keep moving!" She yelled back, trusting that Brook would get the duckletts to a safe enough place for them to fly back home.

The Feraligatr couldn't open its mouth enough to get the manhole cover out, instead opting to rip it out with an arm. Several teeth scattered across the road, a trickle of blood dripping from its mouth.

Ika was keeping its attention on her with jets of flame. It shifted its grip on the steel disk, before throwing it as hard as it could at the pesky fire type.

Ika dashes to the side with Quick Attack, barely dodging the projectile that then shears into a parked SUV. She continues dodging its attacks, leading it further down the street while Brook follows along the line of parked cars. A burst of Bullet Seed here, an Extrasensory there, keeps the Feraligatr from being able to do any major damage to the smaller pokémon.

At the road junction ahead, drivers had fled from their cars as the pokémon battle neared them. A taxi had been abandoned in drive with its door open, slowly bumping into the hatchback in front of it.

"New exit. Get to the yellow car, and push down the lever on the right. On my mark... Go!" Ika blasted the Feraligatr in the face with Flamethrower, momentarily blinding it again.

Brook took up his spot at the gas pedal, pressing it down as hard as he could. Tires squeal as Ika clambers up to the dashboard and steering wheel, trying to put enough force on the wheel to free them from the car in front.

The Feraligatr slammed its claws through the trunk of the car just as it came free and shot forward. "Shit!" The car moved erratically while Ika tried to get her balance, scraping against parked cars and managing to close the open door against a light pole.

The Feraligatr gave chase for a moment before local police and trainers arrived on scene to try subduing the raging pokémon and it returned focus on the nearer combatants.

Once she realized they weren't getting chased, Ika called out "Left lever now! We're safe." The cab skidded to a stop, throwing Ika against the windshield. "Oof... I'm okay, let's go find Swanna and collect our payment."

[shangtusianheroes]

Distractions...

She felt her body moving through the air, and the clash of her fists against Merga's as they clashed! Sweat pouring down her face as she struggled against the other dragon. She felt her body lifted upward as Merga tossed her away like she was nothing! Lilac rolled with the momentum twisting her body and landing crouched in the sand. Her hair draped down across her back, as she grit her teeth. Training would be fun she told herself, it'll be like it was with Carol! You'll get through to her Lilac, she told herself! But here she was barely keeping up---how did she ever best her on the Bakunawa?

" ...Hmph--- this is not the fire i remember ... are you holding back? "

Lilac didn't even respond to it as she dug her feet into the sand and dashed forward, gathering up her inner light and burst forward across the sand! She was frustrated, annoyed, and just wanted one good hit on the elder dragon!

In a flash of motion both Dragons vanished from sight, explosions rocked that small island as each of them were in full Dragon Rush, the clash of there limbs caused energy to pour out along the ground! as they sped up into the air and a resounding explosion of sound echoed across the island! the trees swayed as Merga floated in the air having narrowly blocked Lilac's diving kick! but she seemed pleased with her progress!

" Is that it? I admit hatchling... you surprise me again and again--- however! "

She whipped around behind Lilac in a flash and raised her fists over her head and drove Lilac down into the Lagoon below with a titanic explosion! Merga Dropped to the shore of the Lagoon and crossed her arms in a very disappointed way, as she waited for Lilac to swim her way back to shore! Sure enough she came sputtering out of the ocean and crawling her way onto the shore coughing and wheezing up water.

" You are distracted... "

Lilac just punched the ground and sat up to get a deep breath

" I'm not! "

She countered with zero proof to back her up

" You are... i do not know what has pulled your focus away... but you'll never learn to focus your inner light as long as your mind is on other matters..."

Lilac simply sighed and closed her eyes looking at the sky. Of course she was, she couldn't stop thinking about Carol, Sonar, the Wedding, Home, Stone Day, and the first year they'd ever be apart. She missed her home, her family, and it was all she could think about.

" I'm fine... i---"

But Merga cut her off

" Enough... Go home Hatchling... This training ... it will not work until you are prepared to give it 100% of yourself. What ever inner turmoil is going on right now--- You are not the warrior i faced on the bakunawa.. Go Home... and when you are ready---i will be waiting "

the Elder Dragon turned swishing her tail and walking away from Lilac who wanted to scream at her, yell in anger but--- she knew she was right. She wasn't mentally here and until she could be, she'd never master her inner Light.

" Come with me... You don't have to be alone..."

The Elder Dragon paused looking back at her and sighed once more.

" No... I will remain until my own inner turmoil is calmed...i to have much to work out... I will be ok Hatchling... I will be here when you return. "

Lilac stood up slowly appraching her, leaving foot prints in the sand behind her and held her hand out with the round communicator.

" Take it... If you ever need a friendly ear or... just wish to talk... i'll be there... please... if only so i can check up on you..."

Merga was hesitant but, after a moment she gave in placing her hand in Lilacs and taking the device.

" As you wish Hatchling... I hope you found some peace in your time here...and i hope you find peace with what ever it is you are battling with as well..."

Lilac moved forward and gave Merga a hug, it was rather out of no where and not something Merga would normally allow. She felt very uncomfortable in that moment but---just placed her hand on Lilac's head and sighed deeply.

" Are you finished? Can i go meditate now? "

She grumbled in an annoyed tone, making Lilac smile as she pushed herself away.

" Thank you Merga...for everything! I'll see you again... its a promise "

Lilac backed away and after a very difficult decision---she knew she had to go back. Even if it was just for Stones day---she missed them all so much and she had found as much as she could here. But her mind, her soul, her being---was back in Shang Tu.

But facing Carol again, knowing what she knew now? it would never be the same again... would it....

[mytheoristavenue]

ST Jonathan Byers x Reader - Comfort

Warnings: Mentions of mental health, fluff, trauma comfort

Summary: Your friend Jonathan comforts you after finding you crying in the hall at school.

You sobbed quietly, sitting on the cold floor of the Hawkins high school, back pressed to your locker. You'd been sent out of class for neglecting your assignment and than arguing with the teacher. You had been to told to wait outside the door, but you made a dash for your locker instead, making a split decision to simply grab your things and skip the rest of the day. You chicken out at the last second, bursting into tears and sliding down the hunter metal door.

"(Y/N)?" you heard from down the hall. "Is that you?" you chose to ignore the voice, recognizing it immediately as your best friend, Jonathan, and not wanting him to see you in this state. You could hear his footsteps picking up in pace, until he was jogging down the hall, instantly dropping to his knees at your side, sliding into you as his arms enveloped you. He hushed your shuddering cries, whispering comforting nothings into your hair as he pet you. He didn't even bother asking what was wrong, it didn't matter, it wasn't his business.

After a few minutes, he let go to reposition himself, sitting on his bottom instead of his legs, before pulling you back into his chest. "You're okay, I've got you. You're safe." he whispered, his thumb stroking your cheek delicately. You parted you lips to speak, trying to pull away, but all you could choke out were cries, prompting him to forcefully press you back against him, hushing you again. "Shh, it's not important, just let it all out."

You both sat that way in the hallway for what felt like hours, it was actually about fifteen minutes. Soon your eyes started to burn from the strain, your tear ducts failing to produce and new drops. Slowly, your turned your head upwards to glance up at your friend's face to find him already staring back at you. You released a shaky breath, averting your gaze from his. "Do you wanna talk about it?" he asked quietly as you pulled away, a strand of your hard still wrapped around your finger from when he'd been mindlessly playing with it.

You sniffled, nodding, and wiping your wet face on the sleeve of your sweater. "I've just been going through a lot at home, my parents have been fighting and it's been keeping me awake."

"Is that why you've been sleeping in class?" he asked, concerned, his lips flattening into a straight line when you confirmed. "Damn, (Y/N), I'm so sorry." he apologized, being able to relate pretty heavily, remembering how he felt when his parents were still together.

"And when Mrs. Smith yelled at me in front of everyone, I guess I lost my cool." you finished, playing with your fingers awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, she can be a total bitch sometimes." Jonathan cringed, remembering all the times she yelled at him over the littlest things. "Look, it's almost lunch, so just stick it out a little longer for me okay?" he smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "After school, you can come to my house and spend the night, my mom won't mind." You smiled warmly, fiddling with the zipper of his jacket as he held you. "I'll even do your homework for you while you catch up on some sleep."

You looked up at him, brows knitted together. "No, Jonathan, I couldn't ask you to do that. I can do it."

"Well that's just tough." he chuckled. "My mind's made up." As the lunch bell rang, he pulled you up to your feet, holding your hand in his long after you were stable. "I'll let you sleep in my bed." he offered. "I'll take the couch when I get tired." You smiled, recalling all the times you'd gotten to lay in his bed, and how comfy it was.

"I guess I don't have a choice. Thank you Jonathan." you smiled tiredly, hugging him again.

"Anything for you."

[jellifysh]

Jungkook wasn't on your list of preferred partners, but you could hardly complain now, the strong plane of his shoulders as he fired bullets into the swarm of people approaching you both, at the same time gradually moving you both towards the edge of the roof.

"On my count, you run and jump to the other building, okay?" He yelled over his shoulder referring to the building pressed close, slightly below the rooftop you were on.

"This plan sounds horrible!" You hissed, pulling out the grappling hook you had strapped to your hip. "And you're stupid if you think I'm leaving you behind!"

"Can that even thing hold both our weight?"

"I dunno, I stole it off of some CIA agent four years back," you aimed it at a steel pole on a roof further away. "It's never let me down before."

You grabbed Jungkook's arm, both of you making a run for the edge, then jumped and let the grappling hook swing you towards the opposite building like a vine, using your feet to keep yourself from slamming into the brick structure.

Bullets planted themselves into the wall next to you, both of you rappelling up, you focused on keeping hold of Jungkook and the grappling gun in your other hand.

"Jeez, these guys shoot like stormtroopers." Jungkook laughed, watching the bullets miss you both every time.

"Really? Is now really the time for Star Wars references?"

"I'm just saying!"

You made it to the roof top, crouching behind the half wall. "Okay, now what?"

"Jin-hyung's base is three blocks north, two blocks west. They can't fight us in our own territory."

You both made a mad dash for the apartment, putting distance between yourselves and the men firing at you. The roof tops here were close enough that you could just run and jump, rolling to break your fall and running again to next roof.

Jungkook jumped to a pole attached to a building once you had made into Bangtan territory, shimmying down it and lowering onto a ledge, slowly edging along the outside wall until he reached a certain window and tried to open it.

"Locked." He sighed, knocking on the window.

"Move." You said, pushing his arm out the way and swung your elbow at the glass, breaking it and crawling inside. Jungkook followed after you and you both caught your breath.

"Is now a bad time to say I love you?"

"Yes."

Jin burst into the room, gun levelled at your head. Once he realized it was you, he moved it to point at Jungkook's instead. "Yah, you brat, what did you do to my window?"

"It was her!"

"Oh. In that case," Jin holstered his weapon. "Hi, baby doll, I've missed you."

"Don't call me that. Do you have a bed? I'm exhausted."

"You can take my room, it's the last one down the hall."

"Whatever," you stomped off, kicking off your boots and unzipping your catsuit, leaving a trail of torn and bloodied clothes behind you.

"Aish, you're tracking blood everywhere!"

[beautifulwhensarcastic]

Steve/Peggy + beach vacation  for @theawkwardterrier

Despite Howard offering his own beach estate for his friends to use, Steve was adamant on organizing something for his family himself this year. He rented a cottage near the beach, did extra grocery shopping, and packed his family for a week vacation (he even got to pack Peggy’s suitcase, though that was supervised and redone twice).

~ * ~

Steve was used to multitasking and carrying multiple loads at once - be it responsibilities, or actual heavy items. Still, he had to drop everything to catch two squealing bullets rapidly flying past their mother and him. 

Items fell onto sand with soft thud as he reached both arms to grab the backs of the little shirts and lifted fair-haired goblins up into the air. Their small limbs kicked in the air, giggles bursting out loud.

“A-a-a!” Steve put them down and crouched to be eye level with them. 

Two pairs of blue eyes stared back at him, mischievous twinkles sparkling lighter than the sun. Both grinning ear to ear, not an ounce of remorse. 

Steve claimed the twins may look like him in their coloring, but the stubborn determination to do as they please came from Peggy. She, on the other hand, lamented that Michael and James had Steve’s wounded puppy look which made it hard for her to refuse them at times.

Sometimes they united, saying both kids took after their namesakes and godfathers. That blame was much more convenient to put.

“What did we say?” Steve still held fistfuls of the boys shirts, knowing the little bodies were bouncing with energy, ready to dart off any second.

He seriously feared it was because of the serum that his sons were running so fast (especially when you told them not to), but according to some of their friends kids at that age had extra energy in their tiny legs and it was all natural for them to be so fast. 

“No rushing towards the water without me or mum.” He reminded them patiently. “It’s a new place. A big one. Easy to get lost. So you can’t run away from us, okay? We would be very worried and sad.” 

“Yes, daddy.” Michael smiled at him, James only nodded along. 

“Come on, fellas. You’ll help me set out our little beach camp and then we go check the water.” Steve took a bottle of sunscreen lotion out of the backpack and gave it to James to carry. Michael got to carry a ball.

The boys walked in front of him, looking around and ahead with wide eyes. It was much different than uncle Howard’s vacation house, with its safe little pool and small, private beach. Here everything was wider, bigger, so open and strange. Exciting. 

“It’s so huge!” James exclaimed. He slowed down too, waiting for Steve. 

Steve glanced up, at the endless spread of the shimmering ocean. A pang of fear squeezed his heart; a flash of memory of the ice cold teal and sparkling snow swallowing him. 

It burst away the instant his son’s small, warm body pressed against his leg. 

“It is, buddy.” Steve shortened his stride so James could match it. “It can feel a bit scary. But you know what helps?” He kept talking softly as they cut across the beach to get neared the water edge. “Focus only on the area where we are. Our blankets, the sand around it, water just right in front of us.”

“On mommy?” James looked up at him.

“Oh, definitely.” Steve nodded solemnly. “Your mom can protect us from anything.” 

It seemed to be enough for James to lose any hesitation and dash a few steps ahead to join his brother. Both boys stopped a few feet away from the water, yelling at Steve that they found the perfect spot. 

“I’m not sure I’m fast enough to protect you from everything in my current state.” Peggy laughed behind Steve. 

“Maybe not fast, but still resourceful.” Steve grinned at her over his shoulder. 

Peggy treaded slowly after them, holding her sandals in one hand and a lighter basket in the other. She had a sunhat on, so big it shaded not only her face, but half of her upper body; and a blue sundress, a tad too tight around her pregnant belly. 

Peggy’s second pregnancy was a surprise. So was the first one, to be honest. Having twins was an extra twist. 

“Speaking of resourcefulness,” Peggy narrowed her eyes, “you mentioned something about a beach throne for me. But there are no beach baskets to rent here.” 

“You’ll see.” Steve flashed her a cheeky smile then called the boys to help him. 

At three years old they were eager to do the adult tasks and spreading out the blankets they treated like a very serious mission, though quite a bit of sand got on the blankets along the way. 

“Now,” Steve clapped his hands, “we’re going to dig a hole for mommy.”

“Mommy’s going into a hole?” Michael’s eyes widened.

“Just her feet.” Steve assured him. “You can even pour some water on her feet once she’s settled in.” 

“Yay!” The twins burst in unison, as if the prospect of splashing their mother’s legs with water was the greatest joy of the whole trip. 

Peggy arched a brow, glaring at Steve skeptically. He only grinned in response and began gathering sand into a large bank, while the boys dug a hole. She quickly realized the intent and a smile curved her lips. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Steve asked, patting the nearly finished construction to make sure it was firm enough.

“Just remembering a certain flag unobtained for seventeen years, until a canny guy from Brooklyn outsmarted it.” Peggy licked her lips, just the way she has when he jumped into the jeep that day at Camp Lehigh. 

Steve winked, then draped an extra blanket over his finished work. 

“Your throne, milady.” He offered Peggy his hand.

Before she settled on her unique sand-chair, Steve tugged at her sundress.

“Want to take that off?” 

“Isn’t that how I got pregnant in the first place?” Peggy snorted and swatted his hand away.

She sat down and wiggled for a bit, until she settled comfortably. The sand in the whole where her feet went was pleasantly cool; just perfect for her swollen ankles. 

“You want some water on your feet, mommy?” Michael looked at her with hope in his eyes. She knew if she let them, they’d splash her whole with water and laugh like little maniacs while doing so. 

She was glad they didn’t give them yet the squirt-guns Bucky got for them. 

“Maybe later, sweetie.” She smiled at him. “But you should take your dad to test the water.”

Steve barely managed to take off his shirt before his sons grabbed his hands and tugged him toward the shore. When he tried to slow them down they pulled harder (without much effect). Then Steve threatened to toss them to the sharks and twins instantly let go of him and sprinted, screaming wild.    

Peggy watched the chase unfold, laughter and yells scaring off the seagulls. It was one of the million daily moments when she felt her heart bursting with happiness. A few years ago a family wasn’t exactly in her plans, not even in her dreams, but it turned out to be a gift Peggy cherished (despite occasional times when she felt like yanking all her hair out and drowning her kids, her husband as well). 

An hour of splashing and ball playing later, after Steve had to dive into the water to retrieve Michael’s shoe which somehow got mistaken for a stone to throw into the ocean, all three of them returned with huge smiles; and absolutely soaked. 

“We’re going to get some ice cream.” Steve announced and the twins bellowed on the top of their lungs, then started prancing through the sand, toward the boardwalk. 

“Want some?” Steve asked her, watching their sons as they tried not to run.

“Chocolate, please,” Peggy smiled blissfully. “Just don’t eat half of it on your way back.” 

“It’s hot, you know I’ll have to lick it a bit.” Steve shrugged shamelessly. 

Peggy lifted the brim of her sunhat up, pushed her sunglasses to the tip of her nose and gave Steve a look that made him hot for quite different reasons than the weather. 

“That’s definitely how my second pregnancy happened.” She almost purred.

Steve snorted and shook his head, but he also nervously rubbed the back of his neck and Peggy knew she was getting to him. It was her own kind of beach fun. However inappropriate it may be.

“Careful, you’re nearing Howard’s levels,” Steve gave her a pointed look. 

“I’d say it’s all pregnancy hormones,” Peggy didn’t look sheepish the least, “but here you are halfnaked and flexing your muscles… obviously it’s all your fault I’m like that.”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“I’m going to get our rascals before they eat the whole truck of ice cream. And before you get us into even more trouble.” 

“The day is young, I still have time to cause trouble.” Peggy grinned and puckered her lips for a kiss.  

[sardonic-the-writer]

c!Ranboo x Reader

━"Voices"

━Ranboo

━Tw: Panic attack

━Note: This was requested by @for-the-rEVOLution Here you go mate, I hope it's alright!I was so excited to do my first request. Hope it meets your standards dude :D

━Song: "Body" By Mother Mother

━GN!

Talking. That was all he could hear. Day and night, the constant overlapping of dozens of voices, all of them yelling over each other.

The sound that stayed dormant in the hybrid's brain was akin to a horribly tuned T.V, one that spat static instead of playing shows with cheery cartoons. It was like the rustling of dry grass on a windy day by a waterfall. It drowned out nearly everything else in its path.

Of course, there were moments where it would come to a halt. Whether it be for a split second, or just disappearing as if they had never been there in the first place.

Ranboo liked to savor those moments. He could pretend that nothing was wrong. That he didn't have a hoard of hostile people fighting to be heard inside his head.

The voices were less frequent in their visits nowadays. Ever since Ranboo had ventured from his original home, (he had heard some of the passing locals refer to it as "The End") he had more time to think to himself.

The tall boy ended up using those snippets of peace that got longer and longer with the passing days aboveground to do things that made him happy. He built a quaint little house that could barely fit his lanky frame, made friends with one of the neighboring boys- named Tubbo-, and even started a journal to record his daily journeys.

It was a dream come true.

Everyonce and a while, Ranboo would hear the crowd beginning to shout again, but he would make a quick call to Tubbo and they'd be quiet soon after

But not tonight.

---

The walls were closing in. It felt like his feet were weighted. The cold and damp texture of the cobblestone below him was the only thing stopping Ranboo from feeling as if he would float into space- flying higher and higher into the night sky until his lungs imploded and ribs broke.

Ranboo was huddled in a dark corner of his dimly lit kitchen, pulling his trouser covered legs close to his chest, Shuddering breaths left his black and white lips, lingering puffs of smoke from the cold atmosphere appearing in the air.

Hours had passed since the dreadful tale-tell sign of talking had started up. Immediately, Ranboo had dashed to his nearby communicator to contact Tubbo, but it turned out that the boy was out for an ill timed mining trip. He wouldn't be back for a day or two.

The hybrid had resorted to curling in on himself and writhing silently on the floor. He had forgotten how hard it was to cope with it all.

He had been a fool. A fool for thinking that they were gone for good. That they were never coming back.

But the screaming that he and he alone could hear was proof enough that the little fantasy he had been festering was wrong. His hope had vanished away in the blink of an eye, as if it were smoke that someone had waved their hand through mercilessly.

The constricting feeling in Ranboos chest grew; like a snake had planted itself in his chest, hatching slowly and painfully inside him before wrapping its scaly hide around his lungs. Every passing breath made this metaphorical animal squeeze tighter around him.

It would be a terrifying time for anyone.

Tears leaked from the corner of his lopsided vision, burning like a mini forest fire as it traveled down his stained cheeks. Ranboo couldn't even bring himself to wipe them away. His arms were too shaky anyways. He would have just smeared the liquid further, causing more pain.

A heart wracking sob burst from his lips. The boys normally deep voice combined with the sorrowful tone made for a haunting chorus. It was beautiful in a horrifying way; like if you had lit a flower on fire until it burned down to your fingertips.

"Hello."

Ranboo froze. His joints cemented in place, preventing him from moving any further.

"Are you okay?"

Ranboo forced himself to look up from his position on the tiled floor. His neck strained with the effort of it, a few pops sounding out.

A medium height figure was sitting across from him on the floor. They were sitting in such a relaxed way, you would have never guessed they just witnessed the worst panic attack of anyone's life.

The first thing that caught his eye was their skin. It reminded him of a nebula. Swirls of vibrant purple and blue hues danced around each other in delicate tango. Some warm reds had been thrown in as well, practically glowing with the contrast against the deeper pigments.

Multiple white dots had been splashed across their face, adorning their cheeks with tasteful freckles.

And their eyes...

They were a bright purple. Filled to the brim with amethyst wisdom.

Ranboos' breath hitched as he peered into them. Panic slowly drained from his body. A new sensation was welling up from inside. Something he hadn't felt for a long while.

Calm

He never tore his attention away from their eyes. Not even to watch as their lips pulled into a small smile. He was so immersed in the enchanting iris, that he completely missed as the loud noise from inside his consciousness floated away. Floating away until complete silence fell like a heavy morning fog.

"Would you like some help getting off that dreadful floor?" The purple eyed person asked after a moment. They had the most gravelly voice that he had heard in a long time. Like they had not spoken for a while.

Ranboo blinked once.

Twice

"U-uh yes that, that would be appreciated. Er-" He didn't know what to do. A stranger with the complexion of an unearthly being had just appeared in his kitchen, offering to help him stand up.

Their nose scrunched up suddenly, like they were displeased.

"I'm not an 'unearthly being''" They used quotation marks to emphasize their point. "I just look a little different from your average person. A lot like you Ranboo." They gestured to his whole body as an example to back them up.

At this point, Ranboo didn't need help getting up. He had already scrambled to his feet, towering over the person with a shocked look. Some panic had flowed back, but it was more contained and slow. Like honey in his system, it moved sluggishly.

After all, it did appear that they had just read his mind.

"H-how how, uh, how do you know my name. Are you, a g-god?" He sputtered. They sighed from below him in response.

"Have you not figured it out yet?"

"N-no."

They pinched the bridge of their nose with a small chuckle. They supposed that it was a bit bizarre to think about.

"I'm (Y/n). One of your voices."

Ranboo inhaled slowly. A voice....from inside his head.

Yes. That made complete sense. Alongside everything else on this smp. Afterall, if goat hybrids and three headed dragons existed, what's not to say the person in front of him couldn't either.

(Y/n) exhaled through her nose, a small sign that they were amused. Ranboo looked quite silly like this, his tall torso trembling with confusion as his multicolored eyebrows drew taunt. Such an intimidating person, yet he still chose to look completely harmless.

"Sorry if that weirds you out. But to be fair, you did kind of call me here." (Y/n) shrugged with closed eyes. Ranboo's mouth parted in a silent question. He didn't bother asking- not like his voice would let him at this point -but they both knew by now that they could read his mind. And for good reasons.

"Well, you were asking for the pain to stop. Never specified how. So-" They spread their stary arms out with a warm smile. "-here I am."

Ranboo couldn't help but look back into their eyes like before. Lilac pools of wisdom stared back unrelentingly. Calm washed over him in waves. When was the last time he has felt like this? Certainly not for a while.

"C'mon." (Y/n) patted the ground next to them after they had sat down. "We have much to talk about." They grinned.

Ranboo settled in next to them.

Maybe his voices weren't all so bad....

I shall edit and revise this later when I dont feel like dying. Bleh

Carved the L'manburg flag into a pumking, so that was cool! I also got Twitch and Discord for the first time too. Pog!

Shoutout to, ummm, I dont even know. Shoutout to all the people with tourette's I guess. You guys get pushed around and over looked a lot. Love you <3

Join my Discord. I need more sexy people /hj (Link in bio)

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