#-laughs evily in background-

[on-the-clear-blue]

The idea warms are hitting extremely hard today, so outside of my usual DPxDC I give you, Spider-Man in Gotham...Not MCU Peter edition!

Give me a Peter Parker that is 18 going on onto 19, he has been Spider-Man for like, 5 almost 6 years, getting his bite very early, and dealing with all the things that happen to him younger.

And give me a Year One Batman. Who is still trying to figure out what the hell he is doing, and toting along a 9 year old Robin

Peter, falling out of a portal, and doing his standard check of surroundings, spotting Batman staring at him in clunky armor and a brightly colored child: Waves slowly

Bruce, who heard some freaky shit was happening with a cult near by and went to investigate: blinking at the blue and red being that got summoned

Dickie, who is trying (and failing) to do the Bat glare: still waves back.

And like, just the idea of this 19 year old Spider-Man taking a much older vigilante under his wing, teaching him the ins and outs of it all.

Like..

Bruce, Storming through a bag guys base gets suddenly pulled back by a web to his cape.

Peter, giving him a "bitch you dumb" look under his mask: Traps! LOOK FOR TRAPS?? AND LOOK UP? PEOPLE HID THINGS UP?

Bonus, Spider-Man bending himself into a human pretzels and Dick "I have no bones" Grayson is gleefully testing to see if he could do it too.

Jump cut, years later, Peter beats emotional intelligence into Bruce with Dick.

All the Bat kids grow up with Uncle Peter, (either Peter can't get back or has been told specifically that he can't by a higher being or something) and like...

Peter is the only one that catches Tiny Tim following them during patrol, he shows him all the places to get the best angles, even poses a few times for him.

Either is there when Jason dies and saves him, or is there mourning with Bruce

(Gotham lives in fear of the memory, Batman at his most brutal and Black Suit Spider-Man)

Teaches Jason how to control his pit rage after he comes back, what is Spider-Man if not control?

Stephanie is his bestie in puns and white girl music tastes.

Tim finds a partner in constantly staying up far to late as well as someone who likes to invent,( because I hc that Peter has pretty much worked with every scientist in New York, cus like since this is a blend of canons, he has worked with the Lizard, Doc Oct, Reed Richards, the only one he said no to an internship was Stark)

Duke gets a meta mentor that can help him with his powers, Spidey has been on more than one team with someone that had some form of light powers.

Plus I think Spider-man is Gothams daytime hero before Signal joins him, they are the daytime duo

Cass is his favorite (don't tell anyone because they already know) she can see him and he can see her in a spider sense, they do the point meme whenever they sense each other.

Little stabby Damian finds out that this person with his father has been trained by many an assassin (Wade, Daredevil, Natasha, Shield in general)

And Wade...Deadpool pops up occasionally, even he doesn't understand why or how lBruce gets a strange feeling he should punch the Flash in the face the next time he sees him)

Bruce having to deal with Deadpool is terrible for him and I sadly love it.

(Also on the point of Black suit spidey in Gotham...ESPECIALLY after Jason is murdered? Oh Peter is killing the Joker, or his arm privileges forfeit. I feel like Peter would try not to kill him but wouldn't try too hard.)

Spider-man being a founding members of the Justice League, them having to deal with Peter crawling on the ceiling, and scuttering through air vents!

Peter making Parker Industries, pointing inventions from other heros/villains from his world, he isn't above pettiness, and that's how the DC world gets some of Reed Richard's old designs he gave to Peter "Because they are practically useless" they arnt they save millions of lives. Not to mention Arc Reactors, Peter grinned the whole time claiming it was his idea.

Hope you enjoy my ADHD rambling brought to you be sleep deprivation

[fangirlstorycreator]

Alastor X Reader

Context: Alastor saves you, and you both, surprisingly grow closer. When you defend him from an old aquatence of his, Alastor's fondness for you grows. But when you find yourself in danger, Alastor will stop at nothing to get you back, especially when your in the hands of one of his enemies...

Contains: Asexual Alastor, Asexual Reader, but romance is involved, swearing, mentions of injuries, kidnap, attempted sexual assult, hypnosis, Not for minors

P.S. Anytime you see writing in red, that is when Alastor is speaking with his static demonic radio voice

Part 1/4

Fire, death, destruction, this was your world now, or to be specific, the world you spent your afterlife in. You died a few years ago, and had managed to hide from previous exterminations in the past, but not this one. It seemed to get harder and harder to hide each time the angel's came, as if their numbers grew over night, and it terrified you. Even overlords weren't always safe in hell, so your chances were even slimmer. This recent extermination was the one that ruined you, both mentally and physically. Running through the streets, you were desperate to escape the angel's from above, but one managed to throw a spear right at you, plunging straight through your back and out the other side. It was the most excruciating pain you had ever felt, it burned and ached. Falling to your knees, looking at this angelic spear that had plunged through you, it was bleeding profusely, you mentally begged for this pain to stop. The sound of stupid laughter is heard from above, as this angel flies over you, but not before you see who it is. The absolute douchbag who laughed at you, was none other than Adam. He took joy in killing sinners, and smiled evily at you before flying away, back up to the entrance to heaven with the other angel's. You were in so much pain, maybe if you could take out the spear, it would help? Wrapping your shaking fingers around the spear, you try your best to pull it out through your body. Something like this can emotionally traumatise a person, even when their dead, but you had to keep going. Screaming in agony as you pulled and pulled, finally it came out, as you shook all over. The spear had left a small hole from your back to the front, right were your appendix would be. Falling to the floor, clutching your wound, and scared for what will happen next, terrified that you would die again, and this time, there would be nothing, just fade into darkness and never see anything again. Your vision blurs, feeling weaker by the second. You just about manage to stand up, but fail and fall against the side of the building. Tears filled your eyes, the pain was so bad that you wished it would stop, but this was hell, it's not like anyone would help you. But....to your suprise, still clutching onto consciousness, you hear voices, worried yet chirpy. How strange? All you can see are blurry colours from a long distance, but it looked like a blonde girl dressed in red, she was kneeling down to bodies. And beside her, stood a tall man, dressed entirely in red, and he was holding some kind of large stick? You just about manage to hear what they say, but it was more like fuzzy background noise.

"No, they're gone too. Come on Alastor, we need to search this area together. Please, go and look to see if there's anyone who we can help"

"Hm. Very well"

Still struggling with your vision, you see the tall man walk in your direction, looking at the bodies around you, but they were all dead. That was strange? It looked like he was smiling? Who would be smiling when this has happened? He was just a few feet from you now, when he happened to glance over, seeing you clutching your wound, struggling to breathe and keep conscious, clearly in a lot of pain.

"Oho! It seems I have found one"

He walks straight to you, kneeling in close, looking at you more clearly.

"Oh my, it seems you've really been put through the wringer my dear. My! That is one impressive injury you have there, I'm suprised your still alive. Do tell me, what is your name?"

Even with your wimpers of pain, you try your best to tell him what happened, but unfortunately, the last thing you see is his beaming smile, before passing out right against the wall.

"Hm, what a shame. The poor young lady must be suffering quite a bit. Oh Charlie! I believe we have one!"

"What?! There's someone we can help?!"

She asks running over, seeing your unconscious body, and gasping in worry.

"Yes. She is suffering from a rather nasty looking injury. I wonder if it's even possible to help her?"

"Of course we can Alastor! Right, she's still alive, can you take her?"

"Why of course my dear"

He leans down and picks you up, bridal style. You seem to weight barely anything when he holds you, even in your unconscious state.

"Alright, let's get her back to the hotel. Me and Vaggie can heal her, well, I hope"

"Do lead the way my dear. Hm...she is loosing rather a lot of blood, and it's going on my suit. It would seem I need another trip to the tailor"

Later, you regain consciousness in a new place, very unknown to you. The room is very nice, which was weird for hell, the bed you were lying in was comfy, and your injury was-oh! It was all bandaged up! That was a very big suprise. Your body felt so weird, but you still managed to sit up and slowly swing your legs over the side of the bed. You winced and grabbed yourself when your movement caused a sudden pain from your bandage. Eyes clamping shut when you tried your hardest not to shout out loud at how bad it was. You exhale, trying to keep calm, breathing away the pain with slow steady breaths. Wiping a bead of sweat from your brow, the sound of someone walking towards the door distracted you just a little from your pain. They swung it open, and in walks a young woman, wait...she was the woman you saw on the street.

"Hi! I'm Charlie! Sorry to just barge in, I hoped you'd be awake, and you are! Oh, sweetie, you shouldn't be getting out of bed like that. Hear, let me help you get comfortable"

This woman was so happy, chirpy, you hadn't seen anyone in hell like that before. She helped you sit up against your bed, and tucked the quilt back around your waist and legs.

"Is there anything I can get you? Maybe something to drink?"

"Where am I?"

"Oh! Shoot! I'm so sorry, I really should have explained. Ok, sooo I'm Charlie! The princess of hell! And this place is my hotel. Me and one of my friends were out looking for anyone who needed help after the extermination, and that's where we found you! You got hurt really bad, but we did the best we could. Hopefully it won't be too long before your all better, you just need to rest"

"But...my wound...the angelic weapon...it went straight through me"

"Yes! But, your technically dead. So injuries down hear are easier to fix, which is a good thing! Kinda...but your ok now, and your welcome to stay hear as long as you like"

"Uh...thanks. That's very kind of you"

"Ah, don't mention it. I was loosing all hope on helping anyone until Alastor saw you"

"Who's Alastor?"

And as if by magic, this dark shadow manifests itself in the corner of the doorway, only to turn into the tall red man you remember, the man with the smile.

"My my, are my ears burning?"

"Ah! There you are Alastor, good news! She's awake!"

"Ah yes, I see you have woken up in much more comfort than when I first saw you. Tell me my dear, how are you feeling?"

Why did he ask with suck a big smile? Even when he walked a little closer and stood beside Charlie at the end of the bed, it was strange.

"Uh...fine...I guess"

"Fine? Oh no no my dear, if you are going to be a guest hear, you need comfort above all else. Is there anything I can provide to help you feel better?"

"It's uh...I am comfortable, I'm fine. I just....don't feel right"

You say holding your waist and looking down on it with worry.

"Ah, I see. Well worry not my dear, your pain shall not be an issue for much longer. And you are healing surprisingly quick for a sinner. I am rather impressed..."

"Alastor's right, your doing great so far. Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't even ask what your name was"

"...Y/N..."

"Aww! Such a nice name! Right Alastor?"

He leaned over, taking your hand and delicately placed a single kiss to your knuckles.

"A beautiful name, for a beautiful young woman"

Well...ok...he certainly knows how to act all charming. But before you could thank him for the compliment, there was a loud crash that sounded like it was coming from downstairs. Along with two voices, arguing about something.

"Oh, for satan's sake. It sounds like Angel and Husk are arguing again. If you two young ladies would excuse me for a moment, I must stop those two imbesils from causing such a ruckus"

He left you and Charlie alone, but that was ok, they both seemed like ok people, and Charlie certainly seemed very excited to have you hear.

"Ok, so that kind of thing wiiiilllll happen from time to time, not everyone is best buddies hear. But I promise, we'll take care of you"

"Thank you Charlie, that's very sweet of you. Um, quick question"

"Yes, anything!"

"That guy, Alastor. Why does he always smile?"

"You know what? I'm not sure. He did say something about his smile when we first met, but I can't remember, that was a...a long...LONG day....But he's hear to help me and the hotel. And anyone who stays hear, like you!"

"Ok....is he...always that charming with people?"

"Yeh, that's kinda his personality, you'll get used to it. I will say this though, I think he might enjoy your company more than he let's on"

"Why would you say that? He's only spoken to me twice. And one of those times I was barely conscious"

"Yes, that's true. But I've known Alastor for just a little longer than you, I've seen how he behaves around everyone. Men, he's not really a fan of, women, he tolerates more, heck! Even once or twice he gave me a slight shoulder hug! But in regards with physical contact, Alastor isn't a fan of it, at all. I'm not sure why. But what I do know, is that since meeting Alastor, your the only one he's kissed"

"I'm sorry, kissed?!"

"Your hand, remember? When you told him your name. He held your hand and kissed it"

"Oh yeh..he did..."

"Plus, when you were out and we healed you up, he spoke about how impressed he was with your recovery time, and that you were strong enough to survive such a bad injury from an angelic weapon for so long"

"I didn't think an overlord would be impressed with a sinner"

"Yeh, and he didn't even complain about carrying you all the way back to the hotel! Well, only about his suit that had blood on it, but-"

"He? He carried me?"

"Yeh! He said you weighted no more than a dried leaf, isn't that sweet? Ok, enough about Alasor for the moment, I know your still hurting, but when your better, I'd love to introduce you to everyone else in the hotel! If your alright with that?"

"It depends, are they gunna stab me like that asshole of an angel, Adam did?"

"Oh no, noone will do that. Maybe I should take that needle from Nift-wait wait wait WAIT! You said...you said Adam?!"

"Yeh? Why are you so shocked?"

"I'm, I'm not shocked, so to say. Just, uugghh! I'm annoyed! That guy shouldn't be leading his angels down hear, and hurting people like you. I've uh, I've not long had a meeting with him about the extermination, and he was so rude to me. But hearing that he did that to you, you had it even worse"

"Yeh, well, him and his angels are gone for now, at least"

"Yeh yeh your right"

You and Charlie continue to talk and get to know another before she let's you get your rest. And in a nice suprise, your injury does actually get a lot better at a very quick rate. Turns out being dead, means that the body can heal a lot quicker than when you were alive. True to her word, Charlie did introduce you to the rest of the hotel, and you got to know them all and what they were like. You didn't see much of Alastor, but he was around, maybe you said hello to him in the hall once or twice. You wanted to talk to him, thank him for his help in getting you hear, but unless is was a management issue with the hotel, he didn't speak to or hang around with many people at all. One late evening, Charlie had shown you some books in the hotel library, and you had been sat quite comfortably in the hotel lobby, reading with no distractions. It was quite nice to just sit and read, especially now that your wound was nicely healed. It didn't hurt to bend down or do things around the hotel, and you were happy about that, and actually enjoyed most of your time hear. With being so drawn in by your book, you never noticed someone approaching you, and it wasn't until he sat beside you on the sofa, that your mind finaly came back to reality.

"Hey there sug'ah...."

"Oh. Hi Angel"

He starts acting playfull, and slightly flirty, running his finger over the spine of your book.

"What'cha readin?"

"It's one of my old favourites from when I was alive. It's called, An Inspector Calls"

"Ooooh! Is it dirty?..."

"Uh? No, it's not dirty. It's about an inspector who investigates a family, who all mysteriously and unknowingly have some part to play in a womans death"

"Eh, sounds kinda borin. Anyone get banged in there?"

"Banged? As in banged up? Thrown in jail?"

"Nah toots! Like does anyone get fucked!"

"Uhhh....no Angel...it's not that kind of story. It's more a murder mystery"

"Oh come on toots, yah can't find that shit enjoyable? Can yah?"

"Of course I do"

"Eh, well it ain't my style. Say? How come yah don't read anythin dirty? And I nev'ah seen yah bring any guys back to the hotel, or girls, or both!"

"Well.....you said these kinds of books aren't your style...For me....dirty stuff....and 'bringing people back' just isn't my thing"

"..........Huh?! What do yah mean, ain't your thing?! Y/N have you seen yourself?! Your smokin hot! You must've had hundreds of guys want yah when you came down hear! And if this is you when your dead, you must've been even hotter when you was alive"

"That's a very nice thing to say Angel, but like I said, that just wasn't my thing"

"Oh man, that's a real shame. Your fuckin gorgeous"

"Thank you Angel, that's sweet"

You continue to read your book, but Angel just can't seem to take his eyes off you, or your fingers turning the page.

"Yah know.....I work in the...pleasure industry..."

"Your a porn star Angel"

"Same thing! But yah know......I spend most of my days....making people feel all kinds of sexual pleasure.....I make people feel good....really good"

"That's nice Angel, but i'm trying to read hear"

"I know baby...(he takes your book and dangles it above his head) but maybe you need a little break, eh? You know what I think? I just think you ain't had a guy really show yah how good it feels in the bedroom...I could make yah feel....so...so good"

"Angel, I've told you, that just isn't something I'm into. Now please give me my book back"

"Come and get in baby...but you gotta kiss me to reach close enough-"

Suddenly, and without warning, a dark shadow mass manifests behind Angel, taking the book from his hand and throwing it at his head.

"Ow! What the fuck?! Who the fuck did that?!"

That shadow morfs into nonother, than Alastor. He chuckled when he saw Angel rubbing the sore spot on his head.

"God damn it Al! Why'd yah do that?"

"I am quite certain the lady told you she did not want to be persued for any...relations...this was your own doing"

"I was only playin with her"

"And she made it clear she did not want to 'play'. Now, why don't you go find an ice pack for that head of yours, hm? It seems to be swelling, rather exponentially as we speak"

"You'se a fuckin asshole Alastor"

Angel muttered some more rude words about Alastor as he left to go to his room. Alastor on the other hand sat beside you and handed you the book.

"Hear you are my dear. I do hope you haven't lost your page"

"Thank you Alastor. And yeh, I've got a book mark from where I was when Angel came over"

"I sincerely apologise for not intervening sooner. For I was making my way through the upstairs corridor when I heard you both speaking. I heard you politely decline his offer, and yet he still tried to persue you"

"That's just Angel, I'm sure he's tried it on with most people he meets"

"Unfortunately, that is correct. However, I could not stand by and let him continue to push you when you were very clear about your lack of intentions"

"Thank you Alastor...for everything"

"Why, it is my pleasure my dear"

"But Alastor, I really mean that. I won't lie, I've been hoping to talk to you more personally for a little while now. But you've always seemed to be busy"

"Talk to me more personally? What ever for? Oh my, I have not offended you during your time hear have I?"

"No no, not at all. I just wanted to thank you properly for everything you've done"

"My dear, you already thanked me for what happened. And I do believe Angel has a rather impressive bruise to prove it"

"That's not what I meant..."

"Ah...yes, I understand what you are talking about"

"I just want you to know that I'm grateful for your help in bringing me back hear, and helping me when I was at my lowest. I...I understand that I might have ruined your suit?"

"My suit? Oh! From your blood. That was not your fault my dear, it was completely out of your contol"

"Can I at least pay for the damage?"

"Why, absolutely not! I will not allow a lady to pay for something that she does not need to! Like I explained, it was not your fault"

"Yeh, I guess....if you think about it, Adam was technically to blame"

"Adam?"

"Yeh, the angel guy who was with the extermination"

"Oh ho ho! Do you mean THE Adam? Oh my! I did not know you were attacked by him!"

"Yeh. Asshole threw his spear and it went straight through me"

"I see.....well my dear, I do believe you can thank me for helping you"

"Really? How?"

"By telling me your story and how you happened to come across the leader of the angel forces! The angel's fascinate me, and I would love to hear about your first hand experience with Adam"

"Uh, yeh sure"

"Wonderful! Why don't we take a little stroll through the city while we do? I for one certainly hope I do not have to converse with Angel again any time soon"

"Ok, I'll grab my jacket. (Stands up and picks up the jacket on the arm of the sofa) And, while I like Angel as a friend, I don't like being hit on. I'm not really....one of those people who enjoy....you know"

"You mean sexual physical interaction?"

"That's quite specific, but yeh. That's not to say I don't want to be with someone, or share a romantic bond. But honestly, if it's anything further than a kiss, I just don't feel comfortable with that kind of thing"

"May I just say my dear.....I know exactly how you feel"

"You do?"

"Absolutely. Why, I myself have never been fond of that type of physical interaction. But again, just like you, the only thing I may be comfortable with, is a kiss, but it MUST be with someone whome I trust. It cannot be just any woman"

"I won't lie Alastor, it's nice knowing I'm not the only one. Angel is always so proud of his sex life, whereas I felt a little strange, different from everyone else, both in life and the afterlife"

"Well now, you are not alone in that. Now then, allow me to get the door for you. A gentleman should always open the door for a lady"

On your walk around the city, you told Alastor all about your hiding places when the extermination's happened, and about how you did everything in your power to stay out of sight. But alas, this last one was the unfortunate extermination that finaly got you. Explaining to him that the building you were in had collapsed, and you had nowhere to go, with your only choice being to run, run with all the other sinners who were being pursued. And in the end, Adam was picking sinners off, one by one, like it was a game or some kind of target practice. Even Adam's laugh was etched in your memories, you'd give anything not to remember his maniacal laughter. Alastor listened closely to your every word, he never interrupted or judged you, just simply listened along, walking beside you, your arm looped around his.

"My my. You really did have it hard out hear didn't you?"

"It's hell, I assumed it was hard everyday"

"Mhm, quite right. Tell me, are you healing well? Are you in any pain at all? If you need to, I can always check your stitches to see how your healing"

"That's kind of you Alastor, but I'm actually doing alright. It doesn't hurt and I've not had any issues with it"

"Very good, I'm glad"

"Alastor?"

"Yes my dear?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"But of course!"

"Every street we've walked down, every sinner we've passed....they all run away....they all look frightened of you"

"Aha, well I AM the radio demon after all! I strike fear into the hearts of many lifeforms in hell. What kind of overlord would I be if people did not flee in my presence?"

"Yeh, I guess. Hey? Look, someone's walking towards us...oh...and he looks mad!"

"Hm? Where are you looking?......Oh fuck. Do stay behind me my dear, I wouldn't want you to be verbally berated by this obnoxious parasite"

"But who is he Alastor?"

"That, my dear Y/N, is Vox"

Alastor held his hand out in a protective way when you stood partially behind him, he didn't want Vox near you.

"Alastor! You outdated, pathetic fucking prick!"

"Aha! Your vocabulary is as colourful as ever dear Vox. How long has it been since our last interaction? Hm? 7 years?"

"Your damn fucking right! What the fuck are you doing back?! And with Lucifer's kid too?!"

"I am simply offering my valuable services to the princess. She requires help with her cause, and I am giving it"

"I got a bone to pick with you! You cut off all the god damn power when I was live the other day!"

"Oh no my dear Vox, that was not my doing. You were the one who happend to see that I was back, and it was you that was speaking badly against me. All I did was simply put my side across when you were doing your best to paint me in a dark light"

"I said you should've stayed gone! And I meant it! You blew my whole fucking internet connection! All of pentagram city went dark!"

"Ah, but again Vox, that was not my fault. You simply got....how do I put this?...over sensitive? About me being back on the air. And you blew your own internet connection. My radio works perfectly fine without all your gadgets...hense why I still believe that radio is the best and correct way for people to express themselves"

"I'll express your god damn arms from body for that asshole!"

"Ah ah ah...I'm afraid this little dance must be saved for another day. As you can see, I have the pleasure of a young lady's company. And I will not allow you to attempt to throw hands with me, infront of her"

"Lady? What lady? You mean the bitch behind you?"

"Don't you dare call her that! Y/N is a guest at the hotel, and she has shown nothing but respect to all she's met. I would hope you could at least make an attempt at being a gentleman, and show her the same"

"Fuck you Alastor. She's a sinner, why the fuck would I care what I say to her? Look, girl. I don't know who you are, and I quite frankly don't care. I'm hear to talk to this asshole, so why don't you beat it?"

"Say that to my face you wide faced prick!"

You shout in anger. As Vox advanced on you, Alastor was a split second away from punching his lights out. But in that second, you slipped under Alastor's arm, and kicked Vox so hard in the balls, he practically turned to stone. Eyes watering, holding his crotch and shaking in pain, he cried a little as he fell to the floor.

"Oh ho ho! My my, nice shot my dear! I wasn't expecting that from you. I grow more and more impressed with you each time I interact with you"

"Thanks. Mother fucker deserved it. (Looking down at Vox) Don't ever call me that again! You wide faced fuck"

"Ahh...look at him crying in pain, it's a delight to witness it. Come my dear, let me escort you back to the hotel. It's getting rather late after all. (Starts walking away with you) are you hungry? How about I make us some Jambalaya? It's my signature recipe"

As you and Alastor leave the street, Vox just about manages to get onto his knees, staring you both down through bloodshot, tear filled eyes.

"So......you got yourself a friend eh radio bastard? Well.....we'll just see about that...."

The next few days went by quite quick, you spent more time getting to know Alastor, aswell as the other people in the hotel. Pentious was a little strange, but once he was convinced you weren't planning to kill him in his sleep, he soon warmed up to you. Husk was grumpy a lot of the time, but spending evenings at the bar with him, asking him how he is and wanting to learn more about his life, he also warmed up to you too. If you were lucky, Husk would give you a genuine smile. But other than that, you and him would just chat. Days turned into weeks and the strongest bond you had with anyone there, was Alastor. One evening, as you were sat with Angel on the lobby sofas, Alastor came and sat beside you.

"Good evening Y/N, Angel. I trust you both are in good spirits?"

"Eh, not me. I gotta go tah work in a minute. Val's got me doin threeways tonight. And I'm stuck working with these two guys who ain't even got 5 inches between 'um. What's the god damn point? Ah well, at least I ain't gotta worry about holdin my breath for a long time. Anyway, I gotta go, I'll see yas lat'ah"

When Angel walked out, you didn't expect to giggle at the sight of Alastor's shadow, making rude hand signs to him as he left, all while Alastor was sat quietly.

"Does your shadow have a mind of it's own?"

"Hm? Ah, my shadow, I do believe that's a discussion for another time. But for now, what are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just finishing my book"

"Did I hear correctly the other day, that this book was one of your favourites?"

"Yes, it is"

"Dare I ask, why do you keep reading it? Surely you must know what happens, and it can't be as interesting as the first read"

"Well, with some books I agree, but this one is different. Each time I re-read it, I notice a new clue or something I missed the other times, making the whole story change a little, and make me thing about who the real murderer is. I love it! Have you ever read it?"

"Let me see...An Inspector Calls? Nope, I have not had the pleasure of reading that book"

"Well hear, please give it a try. I have a feeling you'll like it"

"Are you sure? This is your favourite"

"Yes, and I've read it many times. Just give it a try, trust me, you'll like it"

"Hm....Alright"

You handed Alastor your book, and when you did, yours and his fingers touched. And strangely, he slightly lingered, not pulling away, and he even avoided eye contact with you, with a blush on his cheeks. He sat back comfortably, reading the first page with curiosity.

"Y/N!"

"Yes Vaggie?"

"Could you come upstairs for a minute? I need help getting Nifty out of the drains!"

"(Chuckle) Sure, I'll be right up!"

Still chuckling a little, you left Alastor to read and made your way upstairs to help Vaggie. Poor little Nifty was so obsessed with cleaning every inch of this hotel, that there were the odd occasions where she needed help being pulled out of the drains and small air ducts. Thankfully, she was absolutely fine, and carried on like nothing had even happened. Vaggie asked if you would mind giving her a hand with other things around the hotel, which you gladly did with her. It was a good couple of hours before you and Vaggie were both finished with your little jobs.

"Aahh, thanks Y/N"

"It's no problem Vaggie, I don't mind helping you out"

"I appreciate it. You can go about your evening now if you like"

"Cool, goodnight Vaggie"

After all those little jobs, you fancied a drink down at the bar before you went to bed. But when you got there, you happened upon a rather interesting sight. Alastor hadn't moved, in fact he was very still....he was fast asleep! In all the time you'd known him, you had never seen him relaxed or fall alseep. He had told you his sleep pattern was all over the place, he'd sometimes go days and nights without it. But hear he was, head floppy, his fingers on the open page of the book, leaning against the sofa, completely out. You couldn't help the little aww that escaped your lips when you saw him, he was so sweet. You didn't want to disturb him, he clearly needed the rest, so instead, you help him get a little more comfortable. Carefully, you slip the book out of his hands, putting the book mark on the page before placing it on the table. Then you delicately slip one hand behind his shoulders, and the other against his neck and cheek. Gently moving him from a sitting position to lie him down, pillow under his head for more comfort. Now that he was lying down, taking the blanket from the back of the sofa, you wrap it around his body, keeping him nice and warm. Standing back to look at him, he was the most peaceful you'd ever seen him, and he still had his smile. How was he able to keep his smile even when he was asleep? It fascinated you. Turning to leave, you quickly turned back and wrote a little note, leaving it in the table beside the book, for Alastor to read when he wakes up. Then you left him, going back to your room and falling asleep in your soft, cozy bed. It was around 3-4 in the morning when Angel came back home, storming through the door and startling Alastor from his slumber.

"Angel! What is the meaning of this barbaric noise?!"

"Ah, sorry smiles! I'm just-hickup...I'm just back from work"

"Your drunk"

"Well, what the fuck do yah expect? I need somethin to stop me from remembering how many guys I fucked tonight. Say? What are yah doing down hear? And was you asleep?"

"I...I must have...dosed off. Don't make something out of it! It was an accident"

"An accident? So yah accidentally fell alseep, with the blanket over yah? And accidentally lead down?"

"No! I....I was reading....and the blanket...(he pulls the blanket to his lap, feeling the soft warm material in his fingers) I did not fall asleep like this....I was sat up...reading"

"Ah well, I frankly don't really-hiccup-really care. I'm gunna go...I'm gunna go tah bed....I need a loooooong fuckin sleep"

Angel stumbled up the stairs to his room, while Alastor was still sat, wondering how he find himself in this way. His eyes glanced at the table infront of him, that's where he sees the book he was reading, bookmarked, and with a little hand written note on top. Taking the note, it read

I didn't want to wake you, you looked like you needed the rest. I've bookmarked your page so you wouldn't loose it. Sleep well. Y/N x

"Hmmm.......how.....interesting......."

When you came down to the lobby the next morning, Angel, Fat Nuggets and Nifty were hanging out at the bar, chatting and getting poured drinks by Husk. But when you looked around, you didn't see Alastor. He wasn't on the sofa, nor was he anywhere to be seen in the lobby. Maybe he woke up in the middle of the night and went back to his room? He must have done, because the book and the note were gone too. Ah well, your sure you'll see him again later today. After a little breakfast and a chat with Angel, you made your way back up the stairs and down the main corridor. Angel asked if you wouldn't mind grabbing Fat Nuggets his harness, as he wanted to take him for a little walk to get some new toys. You didn't mind at all, and you were almost at his room, just a few doors away, when suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge black tentacle came from behind you, wrapped around your waist, chest and arms, and pulled you down the hall quicker than you could say hazbin. In a scary flash, your pulled down this corridor and let go once it took you to this random.

"What the fuck? What the hell was-A? Alastor? Was that you that just did that? How the hell do you have tentacles?!"

Alastor stood facing the window, not answering or looking at you just yet, and you had no idea why he quite literally dragged you into his room.

"Alastor? Why did you do that? That frightened me"

"......My dear......I do believe that I should be asking what you were doing last night?"

"What? What about last night?"

"When you........you saw me.....in my......vulnerable state......"

"Vulnerable state? What? You mean when you fell asleep on the sofa? What exactly did I do wrong?"

"Nothing....as of yet. My actions were to bring you hear and find out what you are planning"

"What are you talking about?"

"Y/N......we are in hell......everyone is out to get everyone.......and I......am the radio demon....."

"Ok? Look, just because there are lots of people in hell who deserve to be hear, doesn't mean everyone is. If you think I'm out to get you in some way, your wrong"

"Oh really?.....(turning to face you) I am a very powerful overlord my dear.....and last night I found myself in a rather unfortunate way. And yet.....I was not harmed....or had anything stolen from me. Which must mean you are planning too.....aren't you?"

".....Wow....you really think I'd do that?"

"Anyone would......I am a demon, a strong overlord-"

"And I don't care!"

"Ah ha...what did you say?"

"Alastor, I don't care that your an overlord, or how powerful you are. And you know what, I genuinely feel bad for you, that you feel like you can't trust anyone. You can't even trust someone to give you a fucking blanket when you fell asleep. Why? Why would I want to harm or do anything bad to the man who I thought I had a genuine connection with, and could even call a friend. I am not out to get you Alastor, if you've forgotten, I wouldn't be hear if it wasn't for you and Charlie, and I will never forget that. All I did last night was made sure you were comfortable, warm, and that you didn't have a bad back when you woke up, that's it! But....it seems that even with me showing you that I trust you, and caring about your wellbeing, it's not felt the same from you"

Turning to the door, you open it and stand in the doorway, looking back at Alastor one last time.

"You may not see it, but there are people in this hotel who genuinely like you, and enjoy your company Alastor......not everyone is your enemy"

And with that, you close the door behind you, going to Angel's room to collect Fat Nuggets harness, just like you were suposed to. Alastor on the other hand, was still smiling, but his eyes changed. He looked out the window, contemplating what he just said to you, and weather he was right in accusing you of doing something to harm or manipulate him in the future. Nearly every single demon, sinner or someone he knew when he was alive was out to get him, or had an ulterior motive. All except his mother before he died, he couldn't find anyone else to trust like that. Or did? And did his accusation towards you, just loose him the chance of learning to trust another person again?

Link to part 2

[teenz-stories]

Teen-Z: Forever Young #5: Failure To Success! (Part 6)

Scene cuts into Cassandra whistling melody. She smirks to herself.

Cassandra: New day,new prank. She laughs Oh this is funny.

Greeny: confused What prank?

Cassandra: lies Cushion under Demiloon’s desk. It’s better to-

Greeny looks at the grades from ballet test. She whimpers sad.

Greeny: Aw man!

Cassandra: pretends she doesn’t know what’s going on What happened?

Greeny: I gotten F.

Cassandra: hms and then she ohs I gotten B-! Splendid! She claps her hands

Greeny: sad Congrats. She sighs sitting on the floor in fetal position

Cassandra: sits down as she pretends to be nice Greeny. Maybe next time you will-

Greeny: There won’t be next time. She won’t let me take this test again.

Cassandra: Maybe she can? She shows her her hands,she have now purple aura in it Let’s make a deal. I will get to her dream and tell her that you really need to take that test again. If she will say yes. Then everything is great. If she will say no. She whistles melody

Greeny: You’ll really do this?! She hugs boogeyman female I start to like you more and more,girl!

Cassandra: laughs softly Yeah. I just hope my plan can work.

Scene change into already night. Cassandra smirks evily as she looks at her book.

Bracelet: scared Isn’t that too early to do this?

Cassandra: eyerolls Shut up. I won’t hurt her if she will say yes. I am doing this to get Greeny’s trust.

Bracelet: Which you will later break anyway.

Cassandra: giggles You know me so well. Now. She opens her book Take me into Sue-Nami’s mind!

She teleports into her teacher's dream. Whole background is pastel as she can see playground with swings,slides and...waterfalls. There can be seen eyes staring at her just to make sure she won’t do anything dumb. Cassandra sticks her tongue out in disgust.

Cassandra: Of course. Art teacher. Why the hell did I expected normal dream?

She changes into shadow as she gets into the waterfall. She spots her teacher painting a picture of fruits. Sue-Nami isn’t surprised Cassandra’s here. She changes into her normal self.

Cassandra: Why you ain’t surprised that I am here?

Sue-Nami: calmly I dealt with many boogeymans in my life,sweetheart. You ain’t the first one who got into my dream.

Cassandra: swallows her saliva Miss Sue-Nami? We need to talk. Greeny sent me here.

Sue-Nami: fixes her glasses That girl who made terrible show?

Picture on her warp changes as there is a video of Greeny’s failed performance. Sue-Nami has grimace on her face as she removes that. Picture on her warp returns into unfinished fruits painting.

Sue-Nami: Absolute disaster.

Cassandra: I know but... She wants to take that test again. She really really loves this subject and she said it’s not her fault she failed the test. She lies Somebody putted an ice on the scene. As if someone wanted her to fail.

Sue-Nami: she sighs Okay,okay my child. I will allow her to take that test again. But on one condition.

Cassandra: she gulps I am ready for everything,Miss Sue. Even detention for getting into your dream.

Sue-Nami: First of all. I won’t give you detention. I already told you that I am okay with you being here. Second thing. You will create for next Wednesday art of what your dreams represent. Dreamcore is very popular genre recently either in art or in music.

Cassandra: starts to sweat nervously M-my dreams?

Sue-Nami: nods Your dreams,yes dear. It won’t he hard,right?

Cassandra: lies Absolutely not,m’am. Absolutely not. She then sighs I will be slowly leaving,m’am. I need to tell Greeny you said yes.

Sue-Nami: nods See you on Monday,my child!

As Cassandra teleports back to her place she growls. Bracelet looks at her with its eyebrow up.

Bracelet: What’s up? Plan of ruining her dream didn’t worked?

Cassandra: No. It didn’t worked and she said that she’s okay with me being there because many boogeymans already seen her dreams. Her dreams are weird!

Bracelet: She’s art teacher. The hell did you expected?

Cassandra: unamused That’s what I thought. Stop stealing my thoughts.

Bracelet: Any good news? Or mostly bad news?

Cassandra: Good news. She said yes. Bad news. I need to draw what my dreams represent.

Bracelet: You won’t draw yourself invading and destroying everyone’s dreams for views.

Cassandra: sighs So true. I need to think of another lie. I will paint maybe package with gift. That weird teacher will think I expect great news to appear sooner or later.

[camiene]

“ .. gotta be seen by someone out there ? ”  -- SPACEJAM FANCAM AND UPDATED REF AFTER LIKE! A YEAR! so yummy. i love this alien baby n def will be using them more for creatorverse >:D 

[tragedy-for-sale]

I read that Crosshair doesn't trust Palpatine in your headcanon it's there any reason why 🤔

Oh there's definitely a reason why that's there. It's a little way of saying he can analyze people really well, like if they're good or even just by body language and such. ;)

Him not trusting palparoni specifically it may or may not be answered in a fic I'm writing.

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Crosshair doesn't speak when the four of them are getting the details of a mission, partly because he wants to seem like he's mysterious and dangerous, another because he's reading the person's body language very intently. But it always looks like he's just paying really close attention.

So with shady people (palparoni for example) Crosshair pays attention to the words they chose and how they say them. He's basically psychoanalyzing them and then decides how he feels about that person.

But he doesn't tell his brothers. Reason being, he doesn't want them to panic or try to see what he's seeing until there's evidence confirming the accuracy of the reading he's taken of a person. If he's captured some read flags, he'll raise notice to his brothers.

[dilxcc]

:: lover's war. kurosaki ichigo

contains. fem!reader, fluff, renji, rukia, chad, orihime and ishida are all your housemates, no soul reaper/hollow au, grammatical error . . .

summary. what's better other than laughing and enjoying your time with your loved ones ?

requested. @himurakenshin25

notes. i hope i do you justice in this request! i really like how this turned out. im really sorry if i didnt include some of your requests in this :(

it was sunday morning. supposedly an enjoyable morning. if it wasn't for your salty hot chocolate drink. “kurosaki ichigo! come here this instant or you will be sleeping on the couch tonight!” you shouted.

his loud groans can be heard from the living room before he walked into the kitchen. his face was his usual annoyed face, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. “what is it?”

“did you switch the sugar with salt?” you glared at him, knowing full well that he was the one who did it. “what? i would never!” he said, his lips slowly curling into a grin no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

oh it's so on.

and so, it did. almost every single day, there was chaos every day you go. if it wasn't from you, then it would be from your friends. once, ichigo pranked pranked renji into “watching porn”.

everyone was home that day. rukia had just gotten back from work. like always, she greeted her boyfriend who was sitting at the couch while watching tv.

“hey babe―” cue to a really loud and whiney moan. they both stare at each other while the sound continued to play uncomfortably in the background.

renji was so red in the face before he looked the other way and turned the tv off. rukia was also red in the face and looked another way while coughing to cover up her flustered face.

the others were holding their laughs in the kitchen while ishida looked quite annoyed too. he definitely didn’t sign up for this when he agreed to be their housemate.

and just the other day, you and renji had gotten back at ichigo for his ruthless prank on the both of you. the two of you had gotten everyone to agree on ignoring him for the whole day. it was definitely not as bad as his pranks.

but it would definitely hurt his mental. the two of you laughed evily.

“good morning,” he greeted, which everyone just ignored and continued eating their breakfast. he thought it was odd that no one answered him but quickly brushed it off and thought that maybe they didn’t hear him.

he took a sit beside you and gave you a kiss on the cheek, which you also ignored and continued eating your breakfast. renji suddenly spoke up and strike a conversation with everyone, to which they actually answered.

though the prank didn’t even last a whole day because of how annoyed he was and lashed out at everyone. it took you a while to actually get him back to his usual self. “that’s what you get for doing such prank on us,” you rolled your eyes and hugged him affectionately.

but still, through all that chaos, you enjoyed your time fooling around and you definitely did have a good laugh. though you do know that the prank wars were far from over.

[elentiyawhitethorn]

Sneaking Around | Chapter Seven

The next week was torture for Aelin. Unable to get her hands on Rowan, she had to settle for passing glances in the hallways and lingering touches in the elevator. Lunchtimes she ignored him as she usually did. It was only at the end of the workday on Friday that Rowan entered her office.

“Did you need something, Mr. Whitethorn?” asked Aelin coolly.

He grinned. “I needed to know if you’re busy.”

“I’ll have to check my schedule.”

Rowan rolled his eyes. “Come to my place when you’re finished.” Then he walked - no, strutted - out the door.

Aelin could hardly complete her work quickly enough. After she did, she texted Ansel. im not coming home tonight

why am i not surprised? Ansel answered quickly.

shut up Aelin then gathered her belongings and headed to her car.

She pulled up at the now-familiar building and walked up the stairs to Rowan’s door. It was unlocked. Rowan was sitting at the table eating a plate of spaghetti.

“Couldn’t wait for me?” Aelin pouted.

He grinned. “I was hungry.”

Rolling her eyes, Aelin served herself a plate and sat. She liked the familiarity she felt when she was here, when she sat down with Rowan.

She’d barely taken a bite when a phone rang. Rowan’s.

“It’s Fenrys,” he said when he looked at it. “Hello?”

A voice sounded on the other side, to which Rowan responded, “Why?” And then, “That’s really weird, man.” And finally, “Maybe some other time. I’m finishing up on paperwork right now.” He looked close to laughter.

Aelin’s brow was raised. “What was that about?”

A smirk. “I was invited over to figure out who your secret boyfriend is.”

Aelin blinked. “You’re joking, right?” When he didn’t say anything, Aelin shouted, “I’m going to kill them! I’m going to fucking kill them all!” Rowan chuckled. “Do you seriously find this amusing?” she yelled.

“Calm down. And don’t kill them, they’ll want to know how you found out.”

“Call him back.”

Rowan frowned. “Why?”

“Tell them you finished your paperwork and you want to join.”

“Again, why?”

“I want to know who they think I’m screwing. You’re my man on the inside.”

Rowan just looked at her. “Um, no.”

“Why not?”

“That’s ridiculous.” When she just glowered at him, he added, “Also, I’m eating.”

“Good thing you’re almost done then.”

“I’m not going to go join their ludicracy when I could be doing other things. Preferably things involving you naked.” When Aelin crossed her arms and frowned at him, Rowan sighed. “I’m not getting out of this, am I?”

“Nope.”

He reluctantly picked up his phone. “Turns out I had less paperwork than I thought and I have nothing better to do. Yeah. Okay, see you in a few minutes.”

Rowan scowled at Aelin. “You owe me. And what exactly are you going to be doing while I’m gone?”

She smiled. “Do you have Netflix?”

-

Halfway through Dirty Dancing, Aelin’s phone rung. It was Lysandra. Was she involved too? Most certainly; in fact, she had probably started this whole let’s-stalk-Aelin idea.

“What?” Aelin made her voice as breathy as possible.

“Sorry to bother you. I was just wondering what you’re up to.” Checking her alibi. Thorough. She had to give them credit for that.

“I’m very busy. What do you want?” Aelin snapped in her most impatient, I-need-to-get-back-to-sex voice.

“Oh, nothing. I’ll let you get back to it.” There was a laugh in the background and someone shushed them. How inconspicuous.

“Whatever.” Aelin hung up. Then she pressed play on the TV, a smirk on her face.

-

An hour later, Rowan came back. He found Aelin, asleep on his couch, with a bowl of popcorn next to her.

He moved the popcorn, switched off the TV, and sat next to her. Aelin woke up to Rowan stroking her hair. Not a bad way to start the day. Then she realized it was late evening. Aelin yawned, stretching onto his lap.

“Don’t you want to hear the juicy details?” asked Rowan.

This woke her up. “What did they say about me?”

He laughed. “Oh gods, Lysandra should work in the FBI. There were lists and-”

“Lists?”

“Of every employee of the office. It was narrowed down to male employees, then only those at the party.”

Aelin scowled. “When I get my hands on her... Who else was there?”

“Aedion, Gavriel, and Elide weren’t notified for fear of ratting us out. Ansel was working. Vaughan had to be at the office for the new security update. Lorcan and Manon both declined with similar statements about how bat-shit crazy we are. It was just Connall, Fenrys, Lys, and me. We were all told not to tell you, but I didn’t promise anything.”

“And I’m assuming it was Lysandra’s idea?” Aelin was furious at this point.

“Yes. It was kind of fun, though.”

“I know you did not just say that.”

Rowan chuckled. “Oh, please, you would have initiated the thing if it was anyone else.”

“It wasn’t, though, and I need revenge.”

“I can only pray I’m not there when that happens. And she crossed us men off the list since we were all there while you got your alibi checked.”

Aelin laughed. “Yes, I was brilliant, wasn’t I?”

“Mmhm, you sounded like you were called in the middle of screwing somebody.”

Aelin beamed. “That’s what I was going for. Now that you’re here, though, I’ve been waiting all week for you to fuck me.” she blatantly declared.

Rowan’s breath hitched. Aelin sat up, then moved on top of him, straddling him. His hands settled on her hips.

“Thank you for being my man on the inside,” Aelin whispered, then dragged her tongue up his neck. Rowan groaned.

“Maybe I should do you favors more often,” Rowan got out as she pulled her own shirt off. His hands drifted up to massage Aelin’s breasts through her lace bra.

Aelin spent the rest of the night thoroughly thanking Rowan. Oh, how she loved the weekends.

-

Aelin slept in the next morning. She awoke to find herself alone in Rowan’s bed.

Not bothering to put on clothes, not even another one of Rowan’s shirts, Aelin walked into the kitchen. Rowan was making pancakes.

He turned, taking in Aelin’s naked appearance. Rowan’s eyes darkened with lust. Totally ignoring his roving gaze, Aelin walked to the counter and leaned against it. “I didn’t know you could cook,” she said.

Unable to tear his eyes away from her body, Rowan kept staring as he answered, “I’d hardly call making pancakes cooking.”

“It’s more than I can do,” Aelin replied. Smirking, she added, “Careful, they seem to be burning.”

Rowan finally turned back to the food, stacking them on a plate. The muscles of his back were tense. Quite possibly he was restraining himself from spinning back around and touching her. Aelin loved the effect she had on him.

Finally he managed, “Tell me you’re not going to eat like that.”

Aelin said, “Why shouldn’t I?” She was enjoying this, especially when he turned back around to reveal a slight bulge in his pants.

“Fuck, Aelin, you can’t... I’m not going to make it through breakfast with you looking like that.”

Laughing evily, Aelin complied, running back to get a shirt out of his dresser. She then walked back to the table, which had two plates on it.

Every time she was here, Aelin felt happy and carefree. Before she knew what she was doing, Aelin blurted, “I like you.”

Rowan looked at her, raising an eyebrow. Aelin blushed furiously. “I mean, I didn’t quite intend to say that, but I do. Like you, I mean. Just saying.” Wow. Very smooth.

Rowan was grinning now. “I like you too.” Aelin had expected some mocking comment, but despite the teasing look, his voice was sincere. Her blush deepened.

Rowan had the nerve not to seem embarrassed. Bastard. He said, “What are your plans for Christmas? Still attending the Single Losers Christmas party?”

Ah yes, Christmas. They were at the beginning of December, nearing a holiday from work. And the Single Losers party was a tradition started long ago, when Fenrys had no one to celebrate with and demanded Aedion, Gavriel, and Lorcan throw a party in his honor. They had the nicest place; everything happened there. It had now evolved into a small get-together with the friends and their dates (so most of them weren’t even single, but whatever). It had been quite a few Christmases since Aelin had had a boyfriend serious enough to spend the holiday with, so she was a regular. About half of them went to their parents’ houses for the holidays, but the others didn’t.

“Yes, I am. You?” Rowan usually went to the party as well.

“I’m going.” He seemed like he wanted to say something else, but hesitated.

“What?” Aelin asked.

Rowan quickly said, “Nothing. More syrup?” She knew she wasn’t getting anything out of the damned bastard. Yet, at least.

The rest of the morning passed, and of course ended up in his bedroom. Aelin didn’t know how, but the sex just kept getting better and better. She left in the afternoon, having plans at her own apartment with Ansel and Lysandra.

Aelin left Rowan with a searing kiss, her insides burning. She would never get used to the heat she felt around him, nor did she ever want to. Aelin lived for it, craved it like she craved his tongue in her mouth.

Eventually she detached herself and drove home. Lysandra was already there - early to see Aelin come home at three in the afternoon. After the possible boyfriend lists that she wasn’t supposed to know about, it was hard enough not to strangle her friend. Lysandra was on thin ice.

“Have a nice night?” she purred. Ansel laughed.

Glaring, Aelin said, “Very. How was your night?” Yes, what were you doing, Lys? Not stalking your friend, I hope.

“I got together with the twins and Rowan.” Technically true. Bitch.

Aelin made sure to inquire about Lysandra and Aedion’s flirtations or Ansel and Fenrys’ budding romance every time they got too nosy and that seemed to do the trick. The conversation mostly revolved around Elide and Lorcan, a new movie on Hulu, and a new Kung Fu move Ansel had learned.

Lysandra left a while later. Aelin set her phone on the counter along with her purse and keys.

She went to the bathroom. Washing her hands, Aelin heard her phone beep. Ansel called, “I’ll check it for you!” Nosy. Probably hoping it was from her lover. Wait a minute; if it was from Rowan...

Aelin dried her hands quickly and bolted out of the bathroom. To find Ansel gaping at Aelin’s phone. Shit.

[equizona]

Hey! Can I please request Kyoya with a reader who isn't rich and is studying musical theatre and he doesn't like her a lot at first???

Of course ^^ thanks a lot for sending in the request, and I hope you like it. [This was also very fun to do, I don't do musicals and we usually only do normal ones, but I've done one musical before, and it was The story if evil, we write the thing ourselves based on the story of songs, check it out, even if its Vocaloid, their some very nice songs!]

Also I'm so sorry for Kyoya being OOC, it's kind of how I see him acting around the person he likes? Also I'm very sorry this is bad :|

Soft Voices{Kyoya Ootori x reader}

When you first started in the same year as Haruhi, Kyoya couldn't have cared less about you. Sure, he had done his usual research, but other than that you weren't anything intresting or valuable to him. However, one day you had ended up crashing into him while running down the corridor of the school, and instead of stopping to help him after you had knocked down his things, you had just continued rushing down. Which caused him to be very sour against you.

So to say he was unimpressed when you stepped into the host club was an understatement. Though he knew he couldn't act on it, since it would lower the reputation of both him and the host club. He knew you had gotten a scholarship for musical theater, but he really didn't care, so when the two girls you went with dragged you to Tamaki to rant about how the three of you had decided to come here since your practice had been canceled, he ignored it.

And he continued to do that for months. He wouldn't glance at you. He didn't like you, so he didn't see a reason to interact with you. Especially since the few times you went to the host club you would request either the twins or Tamaki.

But Kyoya was on his way to the newspaper club one day, when he heard a voice. A girl was singing. He walked closer to the door. "Drifting further away, little wish upon the waves. With eyes full of tears she regrets those days." The voice paused for a few seconds. "If the day comes that we are reborn once again..." the voice trailed off, and Kyoya wondered if the girl would continue singing.

Which she did, but the song was different. "Now kneel before me peasants." The voice went from the sad and lonely sound to an arrogant and rude tone, and kyoya frowned in confusion. What happened? He looked at the door sign, and realized this was the musical theater room. "She's a very good actor" Kyoya mumbled under his breath. He remembered seeing some of the girls who was in the club at the host club, meaning this was someone staying behind to practice.

Kyoya realized he had to get going to the newspaper club, and he promptly left.

---

He had originally tried talking to some of the girls, wondering if they would bring him to their practice. But no matter hoe much he tried to buy off and blackmail convince them, all of the girls were very adamant about not letting anyone see until they were done practicing for their play.

So he was left with one option. Y/N, the girl who was a commoner, just like haruhi, but in difference, a commoner he didn't like very much. So, he decided to approach you one day. "Hello there, your miss L/N, are you not?" The black haired boy spoke in his dark and silky voice, trying to make you more willing.

---

You turned around at the calling of your family name, only to see Ootori Kyoya. You'd been to the host club a few times, so you knew who he was. But more than anything you recognized him as the guy you crashed into in the hallway once. You still felt kind of guilty over that, but he never seemed approachable, so you stayed away.

But now he was the one talking to you first, but you'd heard he could be very cunning and manipulative, and since you didn't have a lot of money, you were slightly scared. "Yes, that me. Your kyoya Ootori, correct?" You made sure to keep your voice steady. The male hummed in agreement.

"So, is there anything I can do for you?" You asked him, giving him your best smile. "Well yes, I've been rather intrested in the musical theather lately, and so I figured I should talk to a member." He spoke up, and you beamed. Not a lot of boys actually joined theater, let alone musical theater, so one who was intrested was a score!

"Yes, of course! What would you like to know?" "Well, is there anyway I could join in on practice to see what you do there?" You frowned inwardly, he couldn't. Everyone in the group had decided that no outsiders were allowed into rehearsals after the first time. You shook your head. "Sadly you missed practice day, though it's only a few months until our play is ready and we'll be performing? You could come watch then if you'd like?"

---

That wouldn't do for Kyoya. He liked knowing things, and he wanted to know who had been singing. Though, mabye if he befriended you, you'd let him in? He settled with that. "Ah, well that's to bad, though is it possible we could hang out and mabye you could give me some tips?" That should work.

You grinned, before digging your phone out of your backpack and handing it to him. "Yep! That works for me! Here, give me your number." Kyoya typed his number in,trying not to groan. Kyoya knew how to hold a grudge, and he was still salty.

"And actually, I'm not sure if you remember, but during the first week, I crashed into you. I was almost late for theater, and I didn't wanna be late so I couldn't stop. Also, you were kinda scary and I chickened out from apologizing to you after that, and even if it's a bit late now, I'm very sorry about crashing into you! Anyways,I should get going, talk to you later!" Well nevermind then, mabye Kyoya wasn't so salty about it anymore.

---

It had been two weeks, and no matter how persistent he was, you wouldn't let him go to the practice. Not that he minded that much, you were good company, and you had a nice voice.

Besides, he kind of enjoyed when you would wait outside the host club room and wait for him, before dragging him to do something. Whether that was just walking around and talking, or you sneaking into a market to eat free samples while he face palmed at your stupidity.

---

One day you had brought him to an amusment park. He hadn't actually ever been there, and he didn't really want to. But you were so persistent, And had offered to pay for his tickets as well. Though in the end he ended up paying, and he didn't give you a choice.

---

After about a month or so, Kyoya had lost all interest in the voice he heard, and he would much rather be listening to you talk about your day, before asking him about his. And then you'd just keep on finding anything to talk about so that neither of you were ever bored.

He liked your company far more than he wanted to admit.

---

After about two months, he was coming to term with the fact he liked you. It was ironic, the person he had dislikes the most was now the person he liked the most only about teo months later.

Though he didn't seem to be the only one who realized he liked Y/N. As Tamaki was currently bugging him about it, the twins were laughing at his pain, and Haruhi, Mori and Honey were confused in the background. "If you like her you have to confess to her! You can be her Romeo, wait that ended badly- you can be her prince charming!"

How Kyoya wished he was walking around town with you right now. It's not that he disliked Tamaki, in fact he treasured the blonde a lot, but he could get quite tiring sometimes. As the rest of the host club could get. And he tried calming himself down like your voice always did. It didn't quite work though.

Soon the twins decided to join Tamaki though. "You know, if you like her you really should confess. I've heard shes been getting quite popular with teh boys lately. Who knows what type of person could come sweep her off her feet right under your nose." The twins cackled evily. But Kyoya realized that yes, some perverted rich boy could take advantage of her! But when had she been getting popular among the boys? If she got a boyfriend would she stop hanging out with him? Wait if they became lovers it would open an even bigger field for the two...

"Fine. What is your confession plan then?" He huffed annoyed, not wanting to admit that he wasn't really sure how he should confess to you. Tamaki lit up. "Well, the plan is.."

---

Kyoya hadn't liked Tamaki's plan, and he felt you wouldn't either. So he had taken things into his own hands, something he was starting to regret, because everything was going wrong.

It had started with the day being normal, but when he saw you waiting in front of music room three for him, he walked up and asked if you wanted to walk around the city that day. Your eyes had filled themselves with stars as you beamed at him, before nodding eagerly.

And so it had went, you dragging him around the city, doing random things and talking about random things as he tried to get the courage to confess to you.

Though he hadn't ever gotten the courage. He had been planning on giving up for the day since it was very late, but his phone was out of power. He had asked you borrow yours, but yours was out of power as well. So now you were standing at a bus station since it had started snowing. Kyoya groaned.

You turned towards him. "You okay Kyoya?" You questioned him, and your voice made him feel atleast a little bit better. He nodded his head. You frowned at him. "Don't lie to me." Even when your voice was stern, it was still as soft as ever.

But Kyoya knew he couldn't lie to you, so he gave into his fate. "This wasn't how today was supposed to go. We stayed out way to late, our phones are out of power and it's snowing." He couldn't help but give into his emotions and frown. He glanced at you, but you where only staring at the sky.

Kyoya didn't know how, but somehow the stars where out and it was snowing. He could feel his face heat up at the sight of the pale snow landing delicately on your own S/C skin, along with the stars twinkling in your eyes. Fuck, he was in way to deep for this.

You grinned at him. "Why do you say that like it's a bad thing? Sure we stayed out longer than we had planned, but that just means we like being with each other, right? And phones go out of power sometimes, it's normal! And the snow is lovely, don't you think?" He blinked.

But before he could give you an answer, you intertwined your hand with his and started pulling him to the right. "But no worries! I know my way home, you could just stay over at my place for the night, we don't have school so it's okay!" Kyoya's face was redder than an apple at this point. He wasn't sure why entirely. But it was a pleasant feeling.

"I love you." He spoke without thinking, no like or anything. He knew he loved you, but he hadn't been planning on saying that. And you hadn't been prepared for him to say that either considering how you stopped walking and froze.

You turned around in a split second, your E/C eyes glimmering with both confusion and surprise. "What?" You asked in disbelief. Kyoya sighed, he knew he'd never get the guts to do this again, so he tried giving himself some encouragement. It didn't work. "You head what I said."

You both started at eachother for a while, neither saying a single word. Before you grinned, throwing your arms around his neck with a hug. He frowned in confusion, he was sure you would have denied his feelings based on the long silence?

Not that he was complaining, instead he let out a relived sigh and hugged you back. You stepped away from him, grinning wildly, before taking his hand and rushing towards your house. "Alrighty, date night at my house it is!" You shouted into the night, and Kyoya couldn't contain his own smile.

---

Kyoya had eventually stopped talking with you about Musical theater, and the only times it was talked about was when you brought it up, or the times where he got the two of you tickets to watch one. You never asked him about why either.

But the play that you had been practicing for months to was being played at the school later this evening, and you were inviting him to watch. Even if he wasn't actually interested in playing, he was intrested in your interests, so of course he agreed.

And now you were standing in front of him dressed in a yellow wig, along with a fancy old-fashioned yellow and black dress. He couldn't see your feet, but you looked lovely. "This is so exciting! The play will be starting soon, but I wanted to see you before it started!" You grinned at him, letting your voice play out.

He gave you a tiny smile in return. And you were signaled by one of your friends to get to the stage. He waved as you ran to the stage. The lights went off not long after, and a light shone on one of your friends.

"Long, long ago there was a kingdom by the sea, it was rich and wonderful, with a young queen on the throne. But many people referred to the young maiden as the daughter of evil, for she was truly selfish. She would take and take from her pupils, not sparing any mercy to the people she should have led. However, this tale will tell more than just that, we are here to tell you poeple the story of evil, so that you too, can see the real story of that faithful day..."

The lights went off again, and a new light shone, and there was you. Music started playing, and he realized you had a microphone headset on. "Now, kneel before me peasants." Your cold eyes glimmered sadistically at the crowd, and he felt a shiver run down his spine.

He recognized that voice. It was the very reason he had talked to you at all! He was so stupid, both voices had been so soft, though he had to admit he preferred the person you where with him. But this was nice, he would make sure to support you in your dreams. They where the very reason he met you after all.

---

The story had ended, and Kyoya had to admit it had been awfully sad, but over all a very good story. Some of his fellow host club members where outright crying though.

He raised himself, and went over to you. You smiled, stepping away from your friends after seeing him. "You know, I feel I should tell you that the reason I talked to you was because I wanted to know the person who I had heard practicing oneof the songs. It was unexpected, but not quite that surprising to see you behind the lovely voice."

You snorted, laughing a bit at his statement. Though he was happy you didn't get mad over him lying to you. He wrapped his arms around your neck, burying his face in your H/L hair. He could feel you grin into his chest, not trying to escape from his embrace.

"You know what Kyoya?" He hummed in response. "I love you." He grinned, though luckily nobody could see that. "I love you too." "Only my voice?" "Not at all, I adore everything." "Good, because so do I."

[i-may-be-stupit]

Shigaraki x Silly!Reader

As usual, this is rather gender-neutral and the horny got me because I fukn love Shiggy 🥵😍 but yeah, enjoy!

You typed up a report of the latest incident between Endeavor and the league of Villains. Well, actually, you were just editing your boss's writing. She was a journalist and you were her assistant. You rolled your eyes, reading through it and fixing any grammar mistakes or typos you came across. Why the hell is she making Endeavor seem so god damn perfect? I mean, when you first met him, you told the guy a joke and he hasn't stopped glaring at you ever since. You rolled your eyes at just the thought of that fuck-faced jackass.

Not only were you the editor, but you were also the secretary in the news office building which is a whole different job as it is. You blew a bubble from your gum and turned your music in your earbuds up a bit more, since the day was going slow. Yeah, there'd be a scoop here and there but not a lot.

You looked up to see a guy with red eyes and a black hoodie grinning evily while saying stuff to you. You just stared at him until he finished talking. He looked at you and you looked at him. You spat your gum in a tissue then took out your earbuds. You smiled softly at the man. "I'm sorry, you said you wanted a visitors' pass?"

The man looked at you with a blank stare at first. "You didn't hear anything I just said?" You shook your head. He frowned and tilted his head in annoyance, "I was talking for like 3 minutes straight." You just blinked. "I just explained my whole reasoning for kidnapping you for information on Endeavor."

You smiled at him, "Im sorry sir, I'm just the secretary, but the information desk is on floor three, just take that elevator to the right and-"

"What the fuck, bitch?!" He opened his arms wide in anger, "Do you not recognize me from the news?!"

You put a finger on your chin and tapped it in thought for a moment, before clicking your tongue and snapping your finger, "Ah, you must be a pro hero or something!" His jaw dropped. "Wow, no wonder youre so handsome!" You took the bottle of lotion out of your desk's drawer and offered him some. "If you're going on an interview you could use some of this though!" He glared at you before snapping his fingers, and thats when you found out who he is.

The entire League of villains showed up and your eyes widened in fear. The man known as Shigaraki Tomura laughed harshly with a gleam in his eyes, "Recognize me yet, (Y/N) (L/N)?!"

You stared at him again in fear. You then snorted, "Hank the handy man?" And thats when he lunged at you, only for Shigaraki to fall into one of Kurogiri's portals. You laughed with tears in your eyes as the burnt up goth boy snickered. Kurogiri elbowed Dabi and Dabi wiped away a bloody tear in his own eye as he held your arms behind your back.

Dabi chuckled quietly in your ear a small, "You gotta teach me some insults if you live." And you snorted as you consentualy walked into a portal, not even mad at being kidnapped.

You were in what seemed to be a lounge area, seated on a chair with your arms handcuffed to the back of you. You looked around, innocently smiling, "Wowie, nice place you guys got here!" Spinner looked at Dabi confused as you started humming. "So, uh, whatcha need me for?"

Mange spoke up, "Wait, how are you so calm about this?"

You chuckled, "Hey, this chair is comfy, I'm off from work now, and I got to see a cute guy up-close and personal!"

Dabi looked at you with a straight face. "No thank you."

You rose an eyebrow at him, "Dont flatter yourself, Rat, I'm talking about the one that tried to kill me." Shigaraki walked into the room, slightly pissed off as Kurogiri rubbed his back. "There he is! The handsome one!"

Shigaraki glared at you. "Don't patronize me." You were about to speak, but he cut you off before even getting the chance, "You're working with Yuki Ino, the Journalist who's been interviewing pro heros, including Endeavor." You nodded, not understanding if that was supposed to be taken as a question or not. "Tell me everything about what's happened to All Might, why he retired, and how to end Endeavor, including the Pro-heros' plans to take down my organization."

You stared at him for a good minute before sneezing, "Sorry, what did you say? I disasociated."

Shigaraki twitched before scratching his neck violently. "What do you know about the number 1 pro hero?!"

"What?!" You looked at him in utter confusion. "I cant even remember what I had for breakfast, how the fuck do you expect me to remember anything about Enslaver?"

The red eyed male scratched his neck faster. "Endeavor."

You looked in even more confusion, "What the fuck is that?"

Shigaraki pulled you by your shirt closer to him in pure anger, "His hero name! Its Endeavor, not Enslaver!"

You blushed and fluttered your lashes, "Wow, the way your crimson gems glisten even in such dim lighting is so mesmerizing..." You puckered your lips and moved forward, but Shigaraki just let go of your shirt in utter disgust.

"I dont speak Wattpad."

You smiled at him happily, "I mean, I know that I should be scared because you're hella intimidating, but geez louis, your eyes are pretty! If you don't end up killing me can I be your boo thang?" You grinned and thats when he lunged at wwnnaqqa again, only for Kurogiri to put himself in front of you, again, so Shigaraki just fell into his portal, again.

Kurogiri just quietly mumbled out a small, "Lets take a break." Before going to the bar and throwing back a shot of some alcohol.

Later:

Shigaraki crossed his arms in front of the League with you in another room. "She was trying to seduce me like a slut to get out of death! Playing with my emotions?! Like I'm an ,idiot?! How dare she?!"

rtserrr

Dabi sat back, watching as Toga practiced her knife throwing on Twice. The burt man shrugged nonchalauntly, "She seemed legit to me."

Toga and Twice both nodded with a little, "Mhm," as Toga threw a knife at an apple on Twice's head.

Shigaraki just frowned. "Have you people seen me?" They all stopped what they were doing, looked at their boss and then put their hands up to their faces while cringing.

Kurogiri walked in, dragging you in a chair behind him. He placed you right in front of Shigaraki and you smiled awkwardly at him, "Sorry if i made you feel uncomfortable, Mister Shigaraki, I just can't help myself when I see a cute guy like you, though!" You giggled and shrugged as Twice awed at the nonexistent budding romance.

Shigaraki looked at you with disgust and concern. "You seriously think that I'm cute?"

You tilted your head cutely with a small smile"That's why I asked you out, what the hell?" You chuckled softly and Shigaraki blushed with a frown as he stared at you.

He scratched at his neck, took a shot of alcohol and sighed. "Just tell me everything you know about Endavor, okay?"

You frowned deeply with a small groan, "Ugh! He's kinda a asshole! I told him "Good morning, Teletubby Sun" and he just glarred really hard at me!" You frowned and pouted before mumbling out a small, "I mean, it was just a joke..."

Shigaraki pinched the bridge of his nose in utter frustration while Dabi fucking died of laughter in the background, "Anything actually important?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Hey! That's totally important!"

A weak, hourse, "it is!" came from Dabi and you grinned.

"See, he gets it!"

He glared daggers into you and got closer to your face. "Do you not understand the danger you're in?" He snarled. "I can kill you right now if you dont submit."

You poked your lips out jokingly before giggling out, "I get it, but who's to say I don't wanna die?" You winked at him.

Shigaraki stared at you calmly, not leaving your goofy grin. "Everyone out of the room. Now." And everyone did as they were told and left, all praying for you.

Shigaraki silently cut your restraints and you started rubbing your wrists while smiling, "Thank you! You know, that was starting to hurt-"

He grabbed you by your hair and flung you onto the floor. The wind was knocked out of you and to make matters worse, he placed a foot on your chest, glarring down at you. "This isn't a game, you stupid fucking cunt." Shigaraki laughed darkly, seeing your jokester smile twist into a horrified grit as you struggled to breath. "I mean, are you dumb or something?! Your worthless life is on the line and you really couldn't care less?! "His hands covered his mouth, holding back another laugh, though you could hear it in his voice, "You're so fucking pathetic, I don't even feel like wasting my time killing you~!" He pushed his foot down harder.

You gasped for air, clawing at his foot to pry it off. "S-Shigaraki, sir-" A crack was echoed as he pushed his foot down harder on your now broken sternum. You scream out as tears fell from your face from the pain, "Please, p-please remove your f-foot..."

Shigaraki only laughed harder, cupping a hand over his cheek, ring finger raised, "Oh all of a sudden you care about your life, huh?" He straddled you, pinning you down with your wrists in one hand, and your neck in his other. "You think you can just flirt with me like the little slut you are and get off Scott free, huh?" You choked and Shigaraki drew closer to your ear, "Where's that attitude gone now, huh? Oh, can you not speak anymore? Tell me, please, how many dicks have you taken already. How the hell did you get a job," his face scrunched up in fury, "at a god damn Hero News agency without knowing shit about any heros, huh?! You probably slept with everyone there. Didnt you? Flirting with them to get what you want just like with me?"

Your face was hot and you were crying and choking at his words and actions, "N-No! That's not-" you gasped hard, unable to breath properly, "not me at all!"

Shigaraki loosened his grip on your neck. He glarred deep into your soul. "Then why the hell were you flirting with me back there? I'm not dumb, (Y/N), I'm a very fucking capable man!"

You smiled awkwardly, thankful that you could breath a little better. "I just think you're HANDsome!" Shigaraki's cheeks tinted pink as he glared at you. He let his grip go completely as you choked and coughed before looking up with a smile, "And this position... w-with you on top of me is really lewd, so can you maybe..." You trailed off as he just stared harder at you.

Shigaraki blinked, expressionless. "I'm pinning you down on the verge of killing you and the only think you can think of is getting fucked by me?" You looked away, struggling a bit with the feeling of awkwardness and arousal. He smirked, feeling your neck get hotter. "You really are a little fucking whore aren't you?" And with that, he softly kissed your lips.

Your face went hot as you looked up at him. "What was that for?" He kissed you again, this time longer. "S-shigaraki..." You pouted and looked away. "Theres something I should tell you..."

"Hm?" He tilted his head with a smirk, waiting for you to tell him that you're still a virgin.

"You shouldve taken my lotion earlier." You laughed out and he started choking you again. "Joking- J- Joking!" Shigaraki glarred down at you before tongue kissing you much more rough. You moaned as it thrashed against your tongue, saliva dripping out the side of your mouth. Shigaraki bit your lip softly before dragging his tongue down your chin and onto your neck. He licked and sucked on it as you bit your bottom lip. Tomura came back up and tongue kissed you for only a second before grabbing your shirt with all five fingers. You gasped and covered up your bra. "H-Hey! Gentlemen ask for permission first!" You frowned and he just grabbed you by your jaw.

He mocked you with a fake pouty voice, "Oh, that's my bad for not being a fucking gentleman. Can I pwease fuck you??" Tomura rolled his eyes, "Now shut the fuck up and let me suck on your nipples." Shigaraki's mouth immediately locked with your left nipple as his fingers played with your right. He laughed, hearing you softly mumble his name. His mouth left your chest with a small pop and he looked down at you with a smirk, "Dont be shy saying my name, (Y/N); I'm gonna need you to get used to screaming it anyways." And with that, he licked his lips then placed his tongue on your torso, dragging it all the way down to your work pants.

He decenigrated your pants and underwear happily. Shigaraki brought his face to your slit and took a hard lick, a finger shoving itself inside of your tight hole. You moaned loudly, confused. "Tomura, a warning next time!?" He just pumped his finger inside of you slowly as his tongue played with your privates. You moaned while holding his head down on you, your fingers twisted in his hair, as he sucked you off like a cherry. You panted heavily and he stuck another finger in you. Shigaraki then lifted his head off you.

"I'd warn you that time, but you're kind of suffocating me, so maybe, don't fucking push down so hard!" You frowned and just pushed his head back in between your thighs. He kissed and licked more, groaning whenever you'd thrust into his mouth deeper. Shigaraki chuckled at how you'd only get quiet when hes making you moan.

You shivered and groaned, coming closer and closer to your climax. Shigaraki noticed and immediately pulled off of you. He wipped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed you by the hair. "Alright, slut, you've had your fun." He pulled you towards him and you fell on the floor, right in front of his groin. Tomura sat, grinned down at you with one leg up, "You gonna just stare or are you sucking me off?"

You rolled your eyes before pulling his pants and boxers down. Oh wow, you were not expecting this... You put a hand over your mouth and blushed hard. He was only semi hard and already a good 8 inches, what the hell?? It was thin, but long, kind of like the rest of him.

Shigaraki frowned down at you, blushing hard, "What? Is something wrong with it?? I-I've never done this before, asshole, so stop making me feel bad!"

You felt a smile rise onto your lips. Is he... getting flustered? You chuckled and looked up at him, pumping slowly, "It's just intimidating." You licked the tip and gulped, feeling a bit nervous, "But, I'll try to take it all in, okay?"

You placed your lips on his tip and suck it as your hands jerked him off. He groaned, grabbing your head with 4 fingers. You gradually took more and more into your mouth, using your hands for whatever didn't fit. You bobbed your head up and down on him, speeding up. Shigaraki groaned your name.

"F-Fuck, Y/N, you really know what you're doing!" He pressed his hand on the back of your head harder, forcing more of him into you. You gagged and choked as Tomura just laughed, "God, you're taking it all in like a good little sex slave, aren't you?" You moaned at the name and shigaraki shuttered, "Mm, your moans feel so fucking good on my cock!" He breathed harder, "Fuck, Y/N, I need you to touch yourself while sucking me." You brought your hand to your slit and rubbed at it, moaning. Shigaraki groaned, "Fuck, Just like that!"

You gagged and moaned on his dick, feeling it twitch in your mouth. A lewd little 'pop' echoed in the room as you let off. Shigaraki frowned and you gave him a cheeky grin, "No sticky icky for you!" He groaned in annoyance.

"God, why are you like this?!?" He grabbed your arm and threw you roughly on the bed. Before you knew it, Shigaraki was already inside of you. Your face went hot as he fucked you doggy style.

You screamed, "A warning!!! We've been over this!!!" He responded with a slap on your ass.

Tomura rode your ass, grinding into you and groaning while doing it. "Fuck off, Y/N, you're a horny mess just like me, dumbass!" You screamed his name as his thrusts became faster and deeper. Shigaraki pulled both of your wrists back and down, making you kneel, your back pressed against his chest as he fucked into you. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight..." Shigaraki sloppily kissed your neck. You breathed harder as his dick hit the spot over and over. Shigaraki flipped you over onto your back. You laid underneath him as he paused. Tomura blushed harder and looked away, "I-I wanna really savor this..." he smirked, glaring in your eyes, "Plus I wanna know what you look like, full of my cum!"

You were flustered and giggling, "Its the ✨mood switch✨ for me-"

Tomura placed a hand over your mouth, "No. You just lost your speaking privileges."

Shigaraki grinded into you slowly. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and drool seeped from your lips. Shigaraki held your waist, pulling you whenever he's press himself deep inside of you. You were speechless from the pleasure. You moaned and whined as his body slowly moved with yours.

You pressed the back of your hand to your face, feeling a bit embarrassed at the change of atmosphere. It was so easy to just enjoy him fucking you silly and laughing and everything, but you couldn't bring yourself to feel any other emotion rather than pleasure muxed in with something new.

Shigaraki placed his forehead against yours and breathed harder, "I-I'm getting there, Y/N..." He let out a breathy moan and your legs shaked. Tomura kissed you softly as well. "A-Ah, you're almost there t-too, right?"

You nodded, feeling a knot in your stomach. You moaned and Shigaraki pulled out, cumming all over you. You moaned, climaxing too.

You were covered in cum and panting. You couldn't even find words to say. It just felt so good. Shigaraki cuddled up to you. He smiled and kissed your cheek. "I'm giving you your speaking privileges back now." You stayed silent, your face hot. It was hard for you to be serious, but God damn. Tomura looked at you a bit concerned, "You okay-"

"That was amazing."

He looked surprised before laughing hard. "Did I really leave you speechless?" You nodded, silently. Shigaraki kissed your lips, "That sucks because, even though you're annoying, I kinda like you."

Your eyes widened. He liked your jokes and stupid comments?! Your mouth became ajar. "I-I..." You just closed your mouth, staring at him.

Shigaraki placed his arm over you. He smiled, "Lets hang out tomorrow."

You smiled back.

[sluttygoldenrose]

My first fantasy journal (imagining my service to Sir <3)

Background for this one: Master has gotten (Ooh. Okay maybe i'll differentiate terms in this to see what feels right in the moment but the thought of really calling him Master makes me a puddle so I'll run with it) off work just down. He has driven home and makes his way to my house on his land property. I have been instructed by text to wait nude and kneeling at the door. To be ready for anything he desires.

Master walks in the door. He looks down at me sitting there nude wearing nothing but his collar, as he instructed. With the addition of my normal locking leather cuffs for my ankles and wrists. They have tiny little padlocks on them. And they do not come off without Master's permission. My head is averted per usual. I know better than to show him any signs of disrespect. I know I am very honored to be his property and everything he gives me is a privilege. (You gave me a sample of what it's like to be your slave in person. Maybe this is my sample of what it's like for you to be my Master? I don't know.)

Master rubs his hand around my head and plays with my hair, rustling it softly. And kisses my forehead. Then he points down. I stay kneeling and begin to remove his shoes, as goes our normal routine. Unlacing his sexy boots. Smiling down at the ground. Grateful at every small or big opportunity to serve the man I have since long fallen in love with. He grabs a hand full of my hair and pulls my face right above his cock and orders me to undress him, growling loudly in my ear before he releases me. He knows this always makes me insanely wet and want me want him even more insatiably. I begin removing his socks, and then his shirt. I remove his pants and then look longingly up at his cock hiding behind his dark boxers. I drooly slightly. He notices my hesitation. And slaps me hard across the face. "Did I stutter, fuckdoll?" and I whine and whimper and moan out softly as my face turns red. "N..no of course not, Master. I was just daydreaming about that beautiful hard cock of yours behind that piece of fabric and I started drooling and got distracted." He smirks down at me, laughing his soft evil laugh and then lets me continue. I remove his boxers off and lick my lips but wait for his instruction. I know he's had a long day at work. He most likely wants to drain his cock in my mouth again. And I am oh so happy and eager to oblige. Master softly tilts my head up to look me into his eyes and smiles a very dark evil smile directly at me. He knows this terrifies me but also makes me soaking wet. He runs his fingers down to me and shoves two in without warning to check my wetness. I cry out loudly and moan like a pathetic fucktoy. He laughs louder and brings his fingers covered in my juices up to his lips and greedily sucks off the juices and then groans out the words "Suck, whore. Drain me like a good piece of property." My face turns red again as I act without hesitation and wrap my mouth around his handsome manly cock. I slide my lips up and down on his cock greedily. He grips my hair once more, hard and very forcefully, and shoves me down far enough I gag on his cock. I try to rise up for air but he won't let me. He chuckles at my patheticness and my whimpers and eventually lets me up for air as I gasp loudly. I wrap my mouth back around his cock hungrily. Lapping up his precum greedily and then sucking his cock like I know he likes. Listening to him grunt and groan and growl makes my wetness increase. I can tell his body is close. I know it well know. He groans louder and uses my hair to fuck my pretty little mouth harder in his favorite rhythm. I whine out loudly, struggling for air but smiling through it all. Never happier. Being used by and pleasing and serving my Master is my pride and joy. He thrusts his cock harder in my mouth as he begins to cum deep in my throat. I whine louder as he growls loudly and grips his nails into my back. I slowly suck his cock more until I am sure he is done. And like a good girl I swallow his tasty cum and lick my lips and make sure to get every ounce out of his cock and down my pathetic beautiful slutty throat. Master rustles with my hair once more as I go back to a kneeling position once more and he groans out loudly "Good girl. My good little fuckdoll. That is exactly what your Master needed. You're so good at being my filthy little cock sucker you know that? Maybe I should share you soon. With my best friend. Or maybe more than one." He laughs evily as the wheels start turning in his mind again. I whimper to myself softly, wet and terrified as I normally am by this absolutely amazing handsome man I am so blessed to love and to cherish and to serve.

[thelanternwielder]

I was rewatching 2 season 8 episode (lynchpin), and Hargrave in beginning of episode, when Six runs from laboratory, cause Klipse said to Dom to get rid of Six, (to threat Six, Hargrave laughing evily, seeing what it worked. I.... feel weird about this moment.

Oh, I feel weird about that moment too. It was supposed to trick the viewers into thinking that Six was in trouble when actually he wasn’t

The thing that doesn’t make sense is the fact that Six was sneaking out. There was no point to that

If I were to rewrite that scene where he leaves the Eklipse base, I would show him walking though the base by himself. He would be stoic, maybe checking if he has everything (like his core). He walks past one room. The shot lingers on the room as it focuses on the inside. Hargrave is there, working (probably on a computer). He turns an ear to the door

Back to following Six, there are voices in the background. It’s Klipse and Dom. Six approaches another room, where their voices are coming from. He stops to listen to their conversation (and it’s the same as what’s in the actual episode)

Six then quietly wanders away

End Scene

I feel like this would do a better job at the deception than what is in the show. Here, the part that would puzzle a first-time viewer would be why Six isn’t being more careful with sneaking away. That may lead them to realising that Six wasn’t telling the truth to Chase

This is opposed to the viewer wondering why Six was sneaking away in that scene in the show after they learn what he’s up to

[queenofgotham800]

Cheers!

(Roman sionis x Reader) and a littlebit of Victor Zsasz i guess..

Warnings:Gramatical Errors, Swearing, Death, Poison, Alcohol, Hospital

Summary: You work as a barman in Black mask club, and you have crush for Roman Sionis, the owner. Trouble begins when he starts to flirt with one woman and you will get jealous. Will this story gets its happy end?

(A/n): Here i go posting this story again, becouse last time it didn't let me tag it. Also the edit is mine, just pictures are from Pinterest.

You came to big shelf with bottles of alcohol and other drinks, took them and poured them into shaker to make drink for guests of the famous Black mask club. Doing bartender was your favorite job apart of being Romans agent. You were always interested in guests stories, and when you heard something important, you told it Victor, his right hand, who told the message to Roman. You never talked with him personally even when you wanted, but you could see him everyday in club, behaving like he owned the place... and he really owned it. You could say you had a big crush on him, he was damn handsome and the way he talked, moved and the energy which was around him. 

"Ehm... Hello?" Harley was stitting on a bar stool, waving with her hand in front of your head. 

"Yes, sorry." You mumbled as she pulled you back to reality from your thoughts about Roman Sionis. You gived her drink which she ordered, hoping she will go away after paying. But then she started cry and your eye catched in background Roman kissing some girl in too short and awfull looking dresses. She wasnt new, you saw her here every day, chatting with Roman and now they seemed so close, closer than the last time. As your thoughts drifted from things like, what will you see tomorrow (yesterday they were just touching and now kissing..), you wanted to cry. Your heart was slowly broking, and there are two things that people usualy do when things like these happens. 1. They will move on, and 2. They get jealous... You were the second type, and you were more than angry that some random bitch could talk to him, and you could not. And not just talk to him, she was literally eating his face right now..

"You know, Joker and I, we broke up." Harley started crying, ruining her makeup, but she didnt cared. 

"You dont say.." you whispered, still looking on Roman and the girl. 

"What?" she turned to look the way that you were looking.

"Nothing.. Harley dont look there." you whispered and she turned. She was too drunk but then she somehow left the bar stool. 

Victor came to you, while you were cleaning glasses. 

"Hey, princess!" he said as he sat and leaned closer to you, "What you got?" he asked and pointed at dancing Harley.

"Nothing," you said annoyed. Victor was about to leave, when you stopped him. 

"Who is she?" you asked and pointed at the girl laughing at Romans jokes in middle of the club.

"I have no idea...," he said and lifted eyebrows as she started to kiss Roman again.

"Disgusting..." you mumbled to yourself quietly, but Victor heared it.

"Well, now I would be concerned. I know about the thing...," he started.

"What thing?" you cleaned the table ignoring Victors smirks.

"You always wanted to meet him, i noticed. You are trying to get to him quite some time." he said as he spat into the glass you just cleaned. 

"Oh, come on Victor. You are disgusting." you said and put the glass away.

"They want some drinks. Go and get them some." he evily grinned, pushing closer to me little green bottle with skull on it. You smiled at him as you poured vodka into two glasses, adding the poison into one of them. 

"Why?" you asked Victor when he was about to leave.

"Something is very wrong with that girl.." he said and left. 

You were terribly stressed as you came to their table with two drink which were shaking in your hands. 

"Ah, our drinks, finaly." Roman took it, not giving a single look to you. You gived the glass with poison to the girl, who just frowned at you. Her makeup was terrible too, she had very shiny lipstick, which you noticed in second and terrible eyeshadows. You also noticed how (Shorter/Taller) was she from you, which didn't helped to your self confidence much. But the fact she was about to pass out in next few minutes, it felt kind of good. 

"Enjoy the drinks." you smiled at them both, but they already ignored you, so you left with tears in eyes back to bar. This was not the way you imagined your first conversation with him. 

"How long we have to wait?" you asked Victor impatiently.

"Two hours, till she passes out." Victor mumbled and took the bottle of poison from you. 

"I..thank you?" you said, thinking what else you should say.

"Nah, don't thank me.. I did it for him, he deserves someone better." he looked on you as you both risen the glasses. 

"Cheers!" 

"Cheers! I guess this is the day, when princess is crowned to queen." Victor laughed and smiled at you. 

You two were interupted as somebody screamed from back at the club. 

"We have still hour and half!" Victor mumbled as we run to look at the place. 

To your and his big shock, you found Roman laying on the ground shaking as something spilled out of his mouth. 

"Roman!" you kneeled down to him, turning him to side so he wouldn't choke himself. 

"How..? You sure you didnt messed up drinks?" Victor looked in panic at you. 

"I am sure, look, we have still hour and half.." you pointed at your watches. 

"Call the ambulance!" you shouted to the club. 

"Wait, hold him." you said as you saw something weird on Romans neck. Victor caught Roman as you picked your handkerchief, collecting the pink stains on his necks.

"Victor, listen to me, he was poisoned. I think it was the girl. I mean.. Look at her freaking lipstick. Seriously nobody noticed that?" you whispered to Victor, who was giving confused looks to you. "Seriously, you need to stop with watching Sherlock." Victor said and you rolled eyes.

"Yeah, and no, that was actually in Game of thrones, lets hope this poison was something less..poisonous..Just guard her, kay." you whispered to him. As he turned to her, she felt on the ground too, dead.

When the ambulance came, they took Roman to hospital, and you decided to go with him.

"Hey, take care of him. I will take care about club." Victor said as you entered the car. You nodded in agreement and doctors closed the doors. 

"What happened?!" doctors were yelling at you, while putting him on some machine.

"They poisoned him," you said, "He has it on his neck." 

Doctors were able to locate the poison, they gived him some medicine and turned to you.

"He is very lucky, the poison is deadly, but not in this case. There was not enough amount of it to kill him." I gasped in relief and caught Romans hand.

"Thank you," you smiled at them, letting his hand go. But something unexpected happened. Roman reached for your hand, holding it. This time you didn't let him go. 

You waited hours in hospital, hearing loud ticking of clock above you made you more inpatient. 

"Miss (Y/s). You can go visit him." doctor finaly came out of Romans room and you ran inside.

"I..Hello." you said to him and sat in chair, which was located next to his bed. 

"(Y/n)? What are you doing here? You shouldn't be seen around me as my agent." Roman whispered, but hissed in pain.

"I think nobody noticed me." you said looking at his neck, the lipstick marks were now gone.

"What happened, how am I here?" Roman looked on you.

"Your girlfriend poisoned you with her lipstick, so i poisoned her back." you smirked at him. 

"Now seriously, what are you, females have with poisons?" he rolled his eyes. It was sarcasm but you still responded.

"Its easy.. Not messy... And sexy.. And it was Victor's idea." you laughed when you finished sentence and Roman smirked.

"Oh, sure. And now lets be serious, that wasn't my girlfriend. It was just business..." he frowned. 

"Yes, yes, of course." you mumbled.

"I thought i am going to die, but luckily i have my bartender, my agent, who came to me and helped me. Thank you, and sorry for that ignoring back then." he said

"No, no you don't have to apologize. I understand, i was under cover." you said and blushed, looking away.

"You are so beautifull." he said and then he smiled at you. 

You caught his hand and smiled back at him. 

After you both came back to club, you were already together. Victor had prepared a big welcome-home party for you and Roman with cake, baloons and gifts and whole club was partying all night.

[appri-dot]

Hmm, normally I wouldn't do evil things, but I'll make an exception tonight

Flare: *grabs the derg like a puppy laughing evily*

*Syphera and Litherye in the background dealing with his bullshit again*

[80s-roger]

EX ~ Roger Taylor {PT 3}

I really want to thank you all for the love you show towards this imagine!

Part 4 will be posted soon!

catch up: part one, part two

masterlist

The studio session was almost over. Knowing that Derek was around the studio, had you sitting at the same room for ten hours. It was exhausting for you but as long as the band was happily working you didn't bother. You played with Freddie's scrabble, solved crosswords and listened to their demos.

You really wanted to use the toilet but you had to walk through Derek's office which was at the entrance hall. You wished he wasn't at his office but after walking through that place you were wrong. You just ignored his presence and got inside the wc with fast moves. You locked the door in case he would invade.

He used to do things such as in the past. He'd even force you having sex with him when you didn't want to. You didn't date for more than a year. But that sex tape is still on his hands and it would ruin you in any moment. But not only you. It would also ruin Queen's success and Roger's mental health. You were scared to death if Derek would leak it and say to the press: Queen's Roger Taylor's girlfriend, caught cheating on him after sex tape leaked.

You would die. You loved Roger so much, it would hurt you knowing that he was devastated after the leak. But you were so drunk when it happened. Derek showed it to you the other day and you made him promise he would never publish it. But you were random people then. Now? It would be a scandal now.  You're Queen's drummer's girlfriend and he's the promo manager. You're ruined.

You washed your hands after your need and the door was knocked.

"W-who is this?" You were scared. "Roger?" You hoped it was your man.

"If you think it's over, it's not." It was Derek.

"What do you want?" You stood behind the door, refusing to unlock until you hear Roger.

"Having that really good movie of yours, can make me really rich you know." Oh god, you said inside your head. You knew where he was taking it.

"How can you be rich with my body on it?" I asked him terrified. The thought of your body being published at the public eye, sickens you.

"Because either you give me 20 million pounds, or it's out." You knew he was smiling. He always played with your insecurities. You were afraid of breaking up with him, until he had to leave for the US and you were finally free.

"Why are you doing this? You'll get in real trouble." You defended yourself.

"So will your boyfriend's career with the rest of the boys. You don't want to ruin them, do you?" He evily said.

"I won't let you do it. You'll be fired after it." You said.

"Which means, I'll get money with or without you. That's why I got hired here. I knew you were dating him, that's why I decided to work for them." He laughed.

"You're so..." You couldn't talk. You were hurt.

"Evil? I know. Thank me later." You felt him leaving from the door and now you were safe to leave.

"Where's Y/N?" You heard Roger's gentle voice from the outside. But it wasn't gentle enough towards Derek.

"I saw her entering the wc." What an ass he is? He literally threatened you before. Again.

"Babe you're alright?" Roger came to the door, knocking it softly.

You opened the door and hugged him. His hug was the safest place in the world. He thought something happened. That hug wasn't any hug. It was a help me kind of hug.

"Please tell me you finished." You whispered in his ear without being noticed by Derek.

"Just finished. Let's go." He grabbed your hand and you greeted the rest of the guys before leaving the studio.

"You want us to join you?" You heard Freddie asking in the background and Roger answered  for you. "We are fine! We need a rest." He said and both of you left the studio.

"Baby, you wanna grab something to eat? You must be hungry." He gently told you.

"Yeah, sure..." You quietly said and both got inside the jeep, in which Roger would take you at the nearest fast food restaurant.

"Y/N, you look upset." He checked on you while the traffic light was red.

"Roger, he threatened me." You said and his expression got legit serious. Roger isn't a man with a steady temper. He can lose control in no time.

"He what?" He looked at you seriously. "What? When?" He asked concerned.

"I really wanted to use the toilet and I locked, making sure he wouldn't open the door. He was standing behind the door telling me things." You could barely speak out of your teeth. Rog, had to drive. The light turned green.

"Please, let me focus on the road or I'll kill somebody if you tell me now what he said. Just wait a little babe and you'll continue." He reassured you and waited for him to find any discreet place to eat.

There, you finally found a fast food restaurant with not so many people inside. Roger grabbed your hand and walked inside, towards the cashier. The cashier was shocked after noticing which rock star was in front of her. She could barely speak.

"Babe what do you want?" He asked you, ignoring her shook face.

"What you take, I don't mind." You smiled at him.

He made the order and waited for around ten minutes to grab your dinner. You sat at one of the red coaches, the restaurant has, isolated from the rest. You both ate before starting talking. Roger was really hungry and it was obvious. He vanished an entire dish in less than ten minutes. You were still eating, enjoying your dinner, trying to forget the threat. Roger was in front of you, playing with your free hand. You could feel some paps taking pics of you two.

"Rog they spotted us." You awkwardly said.

"It's fine. They won't come inside. Just place your hand at your cheek, covering your mouth." He advised you and did what you were told to. "Can you tell me now?" His face was serious, he could be a really good listener, drunk or not. But he was sober, he knew you were upset and wanted you to feel relaxed around him.

"He wants money or the video is published." You tried to hold back your tears but you couldn't help.

"How much?" He asked seriously, changing his position, sitting next to you.

"Twenty million pounds. I'm fucking cancelled. You're cancelled too. You better break up with me." You cried, leaning your body against Roger's side. He protected you by not being seen by the paps. They shouldn't see you crying.

"We will go through this together. I'll talk with the band and Beach." He hugged you tight and kissed your head.

"He admitted he got the promo manager job just to threaten me. He knew we were dating before." You looked at him and he cleaned your eyes from the tears. He was in shock. His career was at stake. "He was toxic with me all this time. I was drunk when he recorded me, I swear!" You said, trying to apologise.

"Babe, I believe you. I know you keep this perfect body off-cam." He joked, trying to make you feel better. " You hide it too well, for me..." He winked at you and you finally laughed. "That's my girl... It will pass. I'm not leaving you." You nodded and felt so special to him. "Shall we go?" He asked you and followed him when you both stood up.

He was holding your hand when you walked through all the paps out of the restaurant. You both kept your heads low, not to be seen in that condition by these people who love invading your private lives.

"Roger, will we expect a baby soon?" You heard a pap shouting at your boyfriend. His hand at you got tighter.

"Is your girlfriend hiding something?" That question almost hit you in the stomach. You tried not to raise your head or suspicions would get started.

"She looked upset inside! Tell us!" A woman shouted and Roger was too close on beating their asses.

Thankfully, you both made it to your car, without saying any word. He drove fast, getting away by the paps.

"Babe, they know nothing. You know they do questions like these." He reassured you, touching your thigh.

"Yeah..." You quietly said. "Can we go to my home please?" You asked him.

"Of course." His voice was so soft to you. He calmed you down.

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You both got to your home, without any talk. You both removed your coats and went inside your bedroom. You took off all your clothes, staying at your underwear and your bra. Roger couldn't stop staring at you, despite the sad vibe that took over you.

"Y/N, it's going to be fine. He won't harm any of us." He wrapped his hands around your belly.

"I'm going to take a shower. I'm tired." You dodged his previous words and went inside the bathroom.

Roger meanwhile, went into your living room, dialling Freddie. He wished he would pick it up. It was an emergency. Thankfully, Freddie was home.

"Hello?"  Freddie asked.

"It's Roger. I'm at Y/N's..."  His voice was calm and that concerned Freddie.

"Hey how's she? She was shocked when she saw Derek. Something's wrong between these two." Freddie got suspicious after the look exchange between Derek and you.

"They know each other Freddie." Roger's voice was shaking, afraid if you would be published everywhere.

"H-how? He got hired after his return from the US." Freddie was confused.

"They used to date for a year in the past. Listen, the girl is in the bathroom. Do what you have to do discreetly. Tell the boys if necessary." He started.

"Okay, darling, I'm all ears." Freddie was afraid of his friend's situation. "Is s-she fine?"

"No, this asshole has a sex tape of her. She was drunk when he recorded her. I'm afraid he gave her drugs. Drinks can't make you too much unconscious." Roger lost his temper.

"Oh my God, my poor girl. Now what? Is he threatening her or something?" He asked in literal shock.

"He wants money or it's fucking out. She'll die of embarrassment. She's afraid of our careers too. He knew we were dating, that's why he applied for the promo manager job." Roger explained at Freddie.

"Alright, alright. I'll come up with something. I'll talk to Miami." Freddie tried to remain calm.

"Good. I really have to be careful with her now. If that dick leaks it, she's lost. If necessary, I'll take the blame." Roger bravely said.

"How can you take the blame?" He asked.

"That dick will probably announce it as Y/N cheating on me. I'll make sure to save it. I believe he's just showing his dick on this vid." Roger would do anything to save it. Even at the lowest.

"Oh my God, Roger, will you ask her about the tape? And we have a press conference soon. Do you want me to say that was me in the tape? I don't mind. You know they always try to find something in order to throw me shade." Freddie was also capable of saving your ass.

"No Fred, thanks though. I'm serious with her now. I will go through it with her." He silently said because your shower was over.

"I am by your side on this, Rog. If you both need anything just tell me." He said.

"Thanks Fred, I'll owe you." The band's drummer whispered.

"You'll owe me a party attendance with your future wife." Freddie threw a hint towards Roger about you two getting married in the future.

"Sure... Goodnight and thank you..." He hangs up and went back to her bedroom.

He took off all his clothes and went inside your bathroom, where you covered yourself with the towel, leaving almost nothing to his imagination.

"You look amazing." He smiled at you and couldn't help but hug him.

"Thank you..." You told him. "Hey Roger?" You asked concerned. He made a sweet grimace, accepting your question. "You surely won't leave me deal with all this crap? He's dangerous." You asked again.

"I love you and never doubt that. Even if he publishes it, he won't get away with that so easy." He kissed you, taking away your worries.

"But I don't want the world to see me having sex, Roger!" you defended yourself.

"Would you mind telling me how it's like?" He asked and you look at him confused. "I mean the tape." he clarified.

"He's in first person. Oh my God, that's so embarrassing." You covered your face in awkwardness.

"Hey babe, don't be embarrassed to me. You're so wild in bed. Don't be shy now." He mocked you.

"God, fine! It's me on the cam, saying naughty words-"

"That's not something new." He interrupted you.

"Just let me finish!" you slightly yelled at him and he stopped talking. "I'm naked in front of the cam! What else do you want to know?" You asked embarrassed.

"What are you doing to him?" He asked and you felt him getting jealous.

"He was doing to me, actually. I was too drunk knowing what I did." You answered.

"Alright, do you remember? Was his face on the cam?" He asked.

"No it wasn't. Let's not get into details, please. It makes me uncomfortable." You stopped right there the talk about your sex tape.

His face wasn't on the screen and that was beneficial for Roger to put the blame on him. He literally thought he could just say that was him on the tape. He could make it even spicier. He could turn Derek into dust.

You laid on your bed, while Roger was taking a shower. He was concerned about you and there was no doubt about it. His love was enough for you to get the support you needed. But your body on the public eye didn't make you open enough to talk about. Even at your boyfriend, who was currently staring at you from your room's door, with just a towel, around his lower body. You smiled at him and he came closer to you, sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Roger you smell nice." You stood next to him, caressing his chest.

"Y/N, I know you had a hard day, but would you mind if I got a little of you.. You know? It's okay if you don't. I understand." He was desperately asking for sex. He was too kind asking you for it. You didn't want to say no. Derek would never do that. He'd just tie you so you wouldn't move, to satisfy his bitch ass.

"Yes sure, baby..." You smiled at him and he stared at you in surprise. He didn't expect that from you.

He took the control tonight, like most of the times. He's the type of guy who wants to rule between you two. He's such a Leo, you can't doubt that. He made passionate love to you, wishing to forget how terrible your day was. He knew how bad you were feeling, so all he wanted for you was receiving great pleasure waves. He was so protective over you tonight, afraid if he'd hurt you like you hurt yourself or something else. But he was just your loving boyfriend, taking care of you.

[kickassviv]

New fic by Squeeze My Lemon 123

Heres a new fic guys! This story is about how Jill and Victoria got locked in a closet by Danielle and Lieke. It takes place in their hotel during the world cup (A/N: i promise its not like that Narnia movie!! Its not as realistic as that one unfortunately, its all fictional!!) Anyways, they are in love

wow i like how its constantly raining

It was a rainy day in the fall. Summer had passed and now it was raining. The rain fell from the sky like a shower of rain. Jill was clad in a yellow poncho. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and she looked upset

“I am upset.” she said, her voice echoing off the hard walls. The walls were hard like concrete. Her hands clenched into fists. Like balls of fury. “I am not happy at all.”

She sighed. She had just finished training with the team and now she was upset. For months she had been feeling this pull in her heart. it distrated her from focussing when she was shooting balls at sari in goal and her best friend Viv would laugh at her for failing because she sucked. There was only 1 thing to blame for her sucking.. It was Victoria.

She was friends with Victoria for like a long time. yes a long time now. Years and years. They both played soccer so thats why (A/N THEy both play for ORANJE!!!). Anyways let’s continue. So Jill and Victoria were friends for a long time. One day Jills bus buddy viv was sick and it was very contagious so she was put in qarantaine and couldn’t sit next to jill (A/N viv lived i promise). That day, a day in the fall (it was raining), Jill sat next to vicky.

Jill had a flashback as she stood there in her yellow poncho

“Hi vic.” said jill “Hello Jill.” Vic smiled. Jills knees felt weak and she almost dropped to the floor like a boneless chicken wing but she didnt. “are u ok?” “yes. I am now.” Said jill and then blushed. “can i sit with u? viv is super sick and in quarentine.” “yes.” said vic. the bus driver honked and the bus drove off with screeching tires. they were on the run for team USA (they wanted to sabotage them for the WC final but wouldnnot suceed) Anyway so they drove off “lets watch a movie.” said vicky and jill nodded stoicially trying to be cool Victoria put on Sausage Party and sighed. “this movie si so romantic.” and she put her head against jills shoulder. In the meantime lieks farted loudly behind them, “oopsy daisy” Jills heart beat faster as she inhaled victoria’s scent like freshly roasted muffins and suddenly she realized. Her eyes widened. “I am in love,” she thought and bit her tongue. “Ouch!” “oh no.” Vicky looked concerned and tenderly touched jills cheek. “are u sick? did viv-er infect u with her fever?” “No i am fine.” jill said but from that moment her life changed because she was in love with victoria.

End flashback —-

Rain dripped of jills yellow poncho on the ground. Her footstepps echoed off the ground. Click clack. Today in training she had been passing balls with viv and then it had happend. she heard victoria giggling. It was her cute giggle that sounded likea scene from the sound of music on repeat for hours. beautiful like a sunflower field. jills eyes had narrowed to sliths as she had looked at vicky. she was giggling with sarina wig man. jills heart broke in pieces.

“Stupid sarina wig guy, trying to steal my girl.” jill said, mad, stomping her feet. Suddenly she heard voices behind her.

“Hey jill.” said lieke “Hello lieke” said jill. “Whats up.” “I wanna show u something.” lieke said and grabbed her arm and led her down the narrow shadowy corridor. Ed Sheerans latest hit played in the background. “Where are we going” asked jill but suddenly she saw daan. “Daan is that u?” Daan laughed evily. “Ha ha ha yes it is.” Then lieks opened a closet door and pushed jill in. The door closed behind her sith a loud bang and the lock clicked. She was locked “Nooooooo” she wailed and lieks laughed evily “Ha ha ha” Fading footsteps Jill panted and felt around. Her hands touched something short “a midget!” “No its me. Vicky.” “Oh vicky. Hi what are u doing here” In the dark jill could see vics sad face. “Daan locked me up” :( “Lieke locked me up!” Said jill in utter shock. “I guess we are stuck here just you and me and a pumpkin” “I brought the pumpkin” “Oh ok.” “So..” said vicky, gazing into jills eyes. Jill looked lovingly into vics beautiful grelue eyes. The world faded a way and all there was left was her vic and the pumpkin “Vic.” whispered jill. “I must confess.. i cant handle my feelings anymore after seeing u with sarina wiggles today,” her brow furrowed passionately and she placed her hands on vickys cheeks. “I dont want u to giggle with her. I want u to be mine. I love u, my queen victoria.” Silence followed for a long time like 2 minutes. Jill felt bervous but she tried to act cool Then, vic smiled “finally. I love u too Jilly, my precious koala.” They kissed then. Kissed again. Vic grabbed jills yellow poncho tightly and stood on her toes to kiss her. Lieks farted loudly in the halway but they didnt care. They lived happily ever after (lieks and daan let them out of the closet dont worry guys)

The end.

[its5amandimstillawake]

Backwarder stuff

So I know there will be a lot of people talking about the big points of this episode and I’m still digesting and processing all that so for right now I’m just writing some small random stuff that I thought while watching the episode, so like a text react I guess

1. So did anyone else think this beginning was Marinette or adrien watching a old movie? because I did and I got really confused when the girl mentions the miraculous and then it finally clicked that this was a flash back when master fu talked, which let me tell you, lot of feels from that scene

2. Dramatically standing up and running to the bathroom, its an agreste thing (also I love Adrien’s shocked face in the background as his father abruptly stands up)

3. Ok, ignoring the fact that you can see the burst of light that happens when Gabriel transforms (seriously, no one saw that??) but do they hear him monologuing the entire time? Or Adrien yelling claws out?

4. I didn’t realize I needed Hawkmoth just freaking out, and yelling “occupied!” When someone tried to enter the bathroom while he akumatized and communicated with a villain in the bathroom until now

5. Marinette: ok, I need to keep my identity a secret, no one must know I am ladybug

Also Marinette: let me just scream “spots off” while in the open where anyone could just turn around and see me

(I mean seriously, there was even an echo and everything, again ignoring the blast of light that happens when she does this. I mean I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, she has transformed in the middle of a crowded train, in mid-air, in the middle of a park, is she even trying)

6. Ok, if I was hawkmoth I’d be like, what drama did I just get into right now?? Some lady that I “randomly” stumbled upon not only knows the guardian, but had her heart broken by the guardian? Wtf?

7. I just love these people’s faces when they hear Gabriel’s evil laugh, I love how they can hear that but not his monologue, like he wasn’t exactly whispering

8. “Oh hello father, it sounds like you feel better... I heard you laugh evily and you only do that when you’re happy”

9. I love that adrien and Gabriel have the same face when they exit at the same time, kind of makes you forget that they’re unknowingly fighting each other

10. I love how its a super big deal that master’s fu identity be kept secret and all that, yet him and this girl (can’t remember her name” are literally talking about it (not whispering) in a park, while pigeon guy watches too, which means he hears all of this, she even says his name