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Heaven and Earth

Just a Gabriel x reader that's been sitting in my wip box for a month.

Characters:

Sam x reader (platonic), Castiel x reader (platonic), dean x reader (mentions of romantic), Gabriel x reader

Summary:

You are an angel who became human with immortality after God takes your wings for helping Gabriel escape. When an old friend comes to town you meet up and plan a prank on the Winchesters and then celebrate.

Warning gets spicy but there's no outright smut, mention of you wearing a dress, but mostly gender neutral. Also tried to keep in the second person. And I definitely got carried away. It's kinda long.

I hope you enjoy reading and always comment, like and repost to remind me to write more.

You go to the bar a few miles out of town, Gabriel was in town. You take a breath and enter the door to see your favorite archangel sitting at the bar. His lips turn to a gentle smile as he looks at you. He waved you over and pats the empty seat next to you.

"Well hello, Dolly!~ What brings you to me this fine evening?" Gabriel says while you sit down and order a drink.

"Just need some company. The boys are driving me crazy. You know how protective Dean and Sam are." You shake your head and sigh.

"Oh? What happened this time?" He says knowingly.

"I was hunting and got sick. God forbid i do anything." You sigh. "I'm not made of glass, but they seem to think so." You take a big swig of your drink.

"I can understand that. But they just wanna look out for you, y'know? You can't be mad at 'em for that." You look at him glaring slightly.

"I can when they abuse their own bodies ten times worse then I do." This makes him smile and in turn you smile.

"Hah! Ain't that the truth! Those two are a mess. It's always a fight to get'em to lay down and rest their weary bones. Always have been."

"Tell me about it." You roll your eyes but smile anyway. It goes silent for a minute but it's comforting. Gabe breaks the silence.

"You know, you and me, we got more in common than you might think."

"Oh yeah? How do you figure?"

"Well, let's see. We're both angels. We both used to be up in heaven. And we both love to just cause havok. Just to make things interesting, yeah?"

"True enough. I mean after I had my wings taken away for helping you escape I'm more human than angel." You smile and shove him playfully.

"And we both know that things haven't exactly gone our way lately. I mean you, you lost your wings. And me, I'm a mortal now. I sure miss the good old days..." He sighs stuck in memories long since passed.

"Yeah but who says it's all over? I mean at the end of the day we still have each other right?" You smile.

"And I'm gonna count that as a win. So you know what I think we need?"

"Not a clue, another drink?" You smile and he shakes his head, "What then?"

"A little razzle dazzle. Some good old fashion mischief making. Just to let these boys know we're still around. Don't you think?"

I smile at the idea. "I'm in. What's the idea Gabe?"

"Ooh... I have the perfect one. These boys are really something when it comes to pranks, right?"

"Supposably, but they both get sour when I do something."

"Well that's exactly what I mean. We gotta get 'em back. You know what these boys hate?"

"Sam hates clowns and Dean hates heights." You shrug not fully getting what he's thinking.

"Ah ha! So... We combine the two and then throw a little cherry on top for shits and giggles." You raise an eyebrow.

"How exactly are we gonna do that?"

"Well you know that fair that's coming to town?"he says causing you smile.

"Yeah. I was going to avoid it like the plague and hoe up in the bunker for a week."

Gabe gives you a look.

"Now why on earth was you gonna do that, dolly?"

I shrug. "I don't like large groups of people."

"That's a shame. Cuz I got this lovely little plan for that place and it's gonna be a hoot. You in?" I sigh and contemplate.

"I guess, but after I vote movie night. Just us. No Winchesters."

"Deal, doll! Deal!" Gabe shakes your hand excitedly, "So how's this for a plan. We're gonna get Sam and Dean on the Ferris wheel all harnessed up. And here's the kicker, there will be clowns running the ride." Gabe laughs diabolically, causing you to chuckle.

"That's good. And for extra kicks I pay off a clown to follow Sam around."

"Oh!" He raised his eyebrows and laughs more. "Now that's a plan worth following, doll."

I laugh. "This is payback that means no mercy."

"That's right. I can only imagine the look on Dean's face when we pull this off." You can see an anxious dean in your mind causing you to laugh more.

"He's gonna hate me for a few weeks."

You look at Gabe's eyes. "Thank you for hanging out with me. I always enjoy your company"

"Anytime, doll. Anytime." You blush slightly but cover it up.

"How am I gonna get the boys out anyways? Ideas?"

"Well let's see.. Dean likes to hang around the carnival food stands and sam well.. He likes to win stuffed animals. You got a plan with any of that?"

"Maybe bribery and just saying that I'm meeting you there. You should have seen them when I said I was going out tonight. Cas looked ready to fight me."

"Oh I can only imagine. The boys are really attached to you, ain't they?" You laugh at Gabe's comment.

You've been a part of the boys life since they saved you from a group of demons trying to torture information from you about Gabriel. You might be almost immortal but that doesn't mean you can't die. Key word almost. Since they saved you they just kept you around. Figuring you'd be a good addition, you did grow a special place in your heart for the boys though.

"They are something. Can't do without me for too long."

"Well who could blame 'em? You're lovely to look at, that's for sure." Gabriel smirks at you. You roll your eyes and blush.

"Oh hush you. You don't know what you're talking about."

"I see the way Dean looks at you. I can't blame him though. The guy's head over heels for ya." You roll your eyes at him.

"Please he sees me as a sibling and nothing more. And even still, he's sweet but I prefer a little more spice." He perks up at that.

"Oh? Does that spice possibly come from Cas?" I shake my head.

"Nope, but it does come from an angel of sorts"

Gabe laughs and smirks, "And just who might that be?"

"I can't tell you that." I smile knowingly, "connect the dots yourself. You're smart."

"Well, that narrows it down. I'm thinking of a certain angel of justice perhaps..." He looks at you. You smile.

"Perhaps."

"Well it's nice to see you've found yourself some spice. You make that little angel very happy, don't ya?" He smirks at you. But you hold strong, trying not to reveal your cards too quick.

"I try to."

"Well I think you're doing a damn good job, doll." He smiles at you warmly.

I smile back as he puts an arm around me.

"That's good."

"Alright, little doll, I think we should get to it. We're burning the night away. And I wanna make this the best damn plan I come up with in centuries. Whatcha say?" You smile as he rubs his hands together.

"I say, let's do it!"

"That's the spirit, dolly!" He laughs. "Let's teach these boys a lesson they'll never forget."

"Oh for sure! It'll be great!"

"Oh don't worry. It'll be amazing. And afterwards, you and I will celebrate." He wiggles his eyebrows but you smile anyways.

"Heh, you're too much, doll. Now, go get yourself pretty, we got work to do!"

"Do you think daisy dukes or a sundress?" You contemplate.

"Hmm... Sundress." He says firmly. You smile trying to mentally pick which one to wear.

"Good choice!" You say. You smile and go to get up and get ready.

"Oh and bring a few extra bucks with ya. Cotten candy is good for my mind." You smile and shoot him a thumbs up. Starting to make your way to the door Gabriel shoots one more comment your way.

"And make sure you look fine. I wanna see just how much Dean's head spins round for you." He winks at you, butterflies fill your stomach.

Whispering to yourself, "With any luck it won't just be Dean." Gabe must have heard you though.

"You sly devil. That's my doll..." This causes you to blush.

"Now go on, get yourself over to the carnival. And give 'em hell, doll. " You shoot him a wink as you leave and drive your motorcycle back to the bunker and get a few hours of sleep.

Later, you are dressed in a green sundress with a slit in the thigh and matching makeup.

You shoot yourself finger guns in the mirror as you give yourself a final once over. You walk out to see Sam nursing his 3rd cup of coffee and dean finishing his breakfast. Cas is sitting near dean, talking about something.

Dean looks over hearing you come to the kitchen. His eyes go wide and are glued to your exposed thigh from the slit. You see him gulp slowly.

Sam looks impressed, "You look nice. Any occasion?"

"Do I need an occasion to dress up?" You shoot back teasingly.

"Looking like sex on heels like that you do." Dean says finally. You shoot him a playful wink causing him to turn red.

"I wanted to go to the carnival in town today! I was hoping you guys would come too. If not I'll have to just meet up with Gabriel. " Hearing Gabe's name, Dean and Cash shoot up.

"Were going." Dean says finally. Wrapping an arm around you protectively. You smirk.

"Then go get dressed!" Everything goes according to the plan. Dean rushed to his room. Sam just finished his coffee. Cas is always ready, eying me suspiciously. You smile innocently at him.

-Later-

Once you get the boys to the carnival the fun starts. You bounce in excitement. You get in and look around at all the rides.

Gabriel smirks and appears next to Sam.

"Well well, what do we have here? A little angel in a sundress? I must be dreaming." He eyes you up and down and licks his lips. Dean pulls you into him. Gabe turns to Sam and smirks, "You think we can get balloon animals later? The clowns are running around making them for kids." Sam gets noticably more uncomfortable.

You smile and blushes lightly as Dean puts his hand around your waist. Trying to keep you away from Gabe, who's eying you like a piece of meat.

"Sammy will you win me something? I see games over there!" Sam gives a curt nod and walks over his eyes silently thanking you for the exit. Not yet noticing the clowns behind him.

Gabe smirks. "Yeah I'm sure he will, doll. And while he's doing that... "

He turns to Dean and smirks.

"Well well who's that? You look like you've seen a ghost, Dean." Dean gulps.

I squeeze Deans hand lightly.

"It's just Gabe? No need to be worried, he's mostly harmless." You wink at Gabe.

"Mostly?" Dean says concerned. You nod.

"Mostly." You smile at him as you look up at him.

"Well aren't you two adorable? Now Dean, I think it's time we have a little fun, don't you?" Gabe pulls Dean off you and puts a hand on Dean's shoulder.

"I guess leave me by my lonesome with my favorite angel, Castiel! We can go get cotton candy!" You smile and clap.

Gabe winks. "Sounds like a plan, doll." Gabe turns to Dean and laughs.

"Now Deano, I think you're in trouble."

You start walking with Castiel to get sweets.

Gabe laughs and then turns to Dean.

"What's wrong there Deano? You seem a bit... nervous."

"Wh-why would I be nervous?" Dean says trying to put a brave face on but failing.

"Are you kidding? You're shaking like a leaf. You really don't know, do you?" Gabe smirks at Dean.

"Why did I let myself get dragged here?" Dean curses to himself.

"Oh Deano... How adorable. You do realise why we were doing this, right?" Dean looks at Gabe distraught. Gabe laughs.

"Alright, I'll fill ya in you dork. You know how much you hates heights and Sam hates clowns?

"Sam yeah? But what does that have to do with anything?"

"Well, what if I told you that little prank that me and Hailey are doing has something to do with both?"

Dean smirks, "She wouldn't, you would. Don't drag her into it." This causes Gabriel to laugh.

"Dean! This little angel is smart, you know? She helped me fool god." Gabe smirks at Hailey, who's walking back with Sam.

You smile and hold a teddy bear Sam won. "Hey Gabe, howdy Dean! Look what Sammy won me!" You show then the pink bear. Sam looks less nervous.

" Hello, dolly. Welcome back. So did you get your cotton candy?" Gabe says, Dean is pale.

You hold up a bag of pink cotton candy.

"Yep! It's really good!"

"Aww I love pink cotton candy. It sure is delicious. But I think we can make our night even better, don't cha think?" Gabe smirks at you and you motion to the giant ferris wheel.

"You really want to go on it!"

At this point the prank is pretty much over for Sam. But dean's nightmare is just starting.

"Come with me, doll. Because the Ferris Wheel is calling our name." You grin widely and grab Gabriel's hand pulling him towards the giant moving ferris wheel. Sam and Dean stand there dumbfounded. But follow you regardless. They talk about wanting to go home, but refuse to leave you alone with Gabriel.

"Ahh, this is gonna be even sweeter than cotton candy, dolly. I'm tellin you." He whispers in your ear.

You smile and pop a piece of cotton candy in your mouth, moaning as it melts in my mouth. Closing your eyes to savor the sweet flavor, you miss Gabe's eyes get darker.

"Doubtful. Nothing is sweeter than cotton candy!" You smile at him.

Gabe laughs and gives her a small look of approval. Then turns to Dean and smiles menacingly.

"Well well, look at you boys. Just following your dolls lead. This is gonna be great. Aren't you excited to see the world from up there!"

The boys grumble but decide going on after you and gabe is the best way to keep an eye on you.

"Gosh you boys sound like parents!" You shoot back quickly shutting them up. Gabe laughs at this.

"We're gonna go on, are you two chicken?" Dean shoots up. You shrug.

"We're in line aren't we?"

Dean grunts. "No. I'll be right behind you both."

I stick my tongue out at Dean, Gabe and Sam both laugh at this.

"Yay! It's gonna be so fun!" You smile and give off happy wiggles as the line gets shorter.

"And you boys better hold your ground. This little doll doesn't take no for an answer, do you dolly?" You shake your head. Gabe smirks and winks at you, grabbing you by the waist and starts to walk towards the front of the line.

Dean follows with his arms crossed and a sour face. Sam nudges him.

Gabe laughs as I get more excited the closer we get to the front of the line.

"I can tell, doll. Now, I think the two of us should get our own seat, don't you?"

"Oh definitely." You smile and laugh.

"Excellent." You all reach the top of the line and starts waving the people ahead of us through as there was only one more seat left and knowing dean wouldn't ride it if he didn't have to.

"See, dolly? I'm not all bad. I have some good manners too." Gabe smirks.

"I think you just want to get the boys anxiety up." You look back at an antsy Sam and Dean.

"Oh, come on! They need to loosen up a little, don't they?" You roll your eyes at Gabriel.

"Our turn!" You pull him towards the seats. He laughs.

"Right on schedule." Gabe grabs your arm and helps you into one and then takes a seat in the one across from her.

"Ready when you are, dolly." He smirks at you as the ride starts moving you up.

"Let the fun begin!"

"Oh, it will, dolly. This is gonna be one Hell of a ride, and I'm gonna enjoy every minute of it. " He smirks causing you to wiggle in your seat. I toy with the slit in my dress.

"I should have chosen a lower slit. I feel exposed."

"Well, I'm not complaining." Gabe smirks seductively at you.

You blush harder and squeeze your legs together.

"You wouldn't." You laugh at him.

"Oh, you know I would." You both look at the boys and smirks.

'You boys ready for this?' You text Dean. Smiling, you look down and see Dean look up after reading the text and flip you off.

"How rude!" You say sarcastically, this makes Gabe smile and laugh.

"Don't take it too hard, doll. It just means he really cares." Gabe laughs when you roll your eyes and turn back to the boys.

'At least we get a little alone time now," he wiggles his eyebrows at you causing you to giggle.

"That we sure do." The ferris wheel starts to move making everyone's stomach churn. Gabe smirks seductively at you.

You blush.

"Later cutie. Let dean enjoy the view first." You smile.

"I'm just gonna get it while it's good." Gabe leans his body into yours to shield your view of Dean, so you only sees him.

"Oh, don't worry dolly. He's just being his grumpy self. You can tease him about it later, trust me." Gabe says. I smile.

"I plan on it." He smirks.

"Now, where were we, doll?" He puts his hand on your thighs, caressing them and looking at you seductively.

"Gabe. Be careful with what you're getting yourself into." You warn him gently.

"And what would that be, dolly?" He smirks and starts to move his hand up my thigh.

"I think you know exactly what you are doing." You suck in a breath.

"Oh yes, I think I do." Gabe smirks and caresses your leg more.

"I love how your thighs feel. So smooth. So... Perfect... " He leans in closer to your body and whispers in your ear, "so... delicious..."

This sends goosebumps down your spine. You straddle him which is easy because you practically already are on him.

"You flirt, absolutely shameless." You smirk at him, testing him. He kisses your neck.

"You love it." Gabe smirks seductively at you and caresses you more.

He continues, "I can tell in the way you look at me. In the way your cheeks grow a deep red color. In the way your body reacts to every little touch. You want this just as much as I do, don't you?"

He leans his head closer to her legs, caressing it and nibbling on your thighs.

"If I say yes?" You sigh contently.

"How about you show me just how much you love it, doll?" Gabe smirks. I roll my eyes but smile.

"Absolutely shameless. Too bad I'm into it." You break the invisible barrier and kiss him hard. He leans in.

"Mhmm, that's a good girl." He smirks and starts to trail kisses up and down your body, nibbling on your neck.

"I've wanted this for so long, dolly." Gabe caresses her cheek and leans in close again, nibbling on her lips slowly but seductively.

You moan lightly.

"Gabe please, what if someone sees?" You try to beg, your mind starting to give in.

He caresses your body and whispers seductively in her ear "What if that's what I want. For everyone to see you are mine." He growls in your ear.

"You couldn't possibly want anything else on earth more than me, dolly. Especially with the way you can't keep your hands off of me, doll. So why should I keep mine off of you?" He continues while smirking and moves his body around your legs, nibbling at her thighs again. Your hands go to his hair.

"Someone could see. Please." You moan lightly "Gabe please." Your body reacting the opposite from what comes out of your mouth.

He smirks and leans in closer again, "I can't help it, dolly. I'm trying, but I'm not strong enough. And I think you're the same." He whispers seductively as he leans back slightly.

He snaps his fingers to reveal the massive ferris wheel in the background.

"See? There's nobody around for miles. We're alone. And your body is telling you exactly who you want. You want me." He nibbles on your thighs again.

"Gabe please touch me." You moan in his ear now comfortable that no one is around.

He smirks at you.

"Oh, dolly... You're killing me." Gabriel says sarcastically then he laughs and nibbles harder, caressing you more seductively.

"I might have to make you beg me though, doll." He nibbles the inside of your thigh in a sensitive spot, causing you to moan and grip his shoulders for support.

"Gabe please. Don't make me." You moan gently.

"Oh I think I'm going to, doll." Smirks and nibbles harder, caressing you more seductively "You know you want me more than anyone on heaven or earth."

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toujokaname · 6 months ago

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Card shuffle / Episode 10

Author: Akira

Characters: Rinne, Mayoi, Aira, Tatsumi, Hiiro

"—Now, let the showdown begin, ALKALOID!"

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Season: Winter

Location: MDM Stage

Ten minutes later. Matrix Round 1, just before the start of the "vocal ability" showdown.

Rinne: Welp, let's get on with it.

Mayoi: Y-You seem rather unenthusiastic, Rinne-onii-san.

Rinne: Hey, you've got no business calling me "Onii-san." Ah, though Ai-chan can do it, since you're gonna be my brother's wife ♪

Aira: Can't lose your temper... Can't lose your temper... This scumbag's one of us now, getting mad's just giving him what he wants—

Tatsumi: Fufu. Um, anyway... So, excluding Rinne-san, the three of us will participate in the first "vocal ability" match, is that correct?

Aira: In other words, it'll just be the official ALKALOID members...?

Rinne: Yeah. I'm the odd one out. No matter how much we rush to blend in now, the out of place feeling's gonna win out.

We haven't even practiced syncing our voices. Even if I try to fill in for what Otouto-kun usually does, it's just gonna be about matching the numbers.

I can't fully become the real Otouto-kun, so I'll always be inferior compared to the usual.

The place's also bad. We're on ES's turf, and the crowd gathered here are mostly our usual fans.

Tatsumi: Ahh, well, we did attempt some low-budget promotion to attract some audience.

Rinne: Yeah. It was a bit too late, but Akan-san worked hard for us.

Looks like there was some publicity on the internet and fans got rushed to gather at the event site.

And officially, Matrix is supposed to be a showdown between Crazy:B and ALKALOID.

Our rookie reputation ain't squat compared to the powerhouses...

So most of the crowd's just our fans.

It's meant to be "a grand event to celebrate the end of the fiscal year!" but it's not like fans of other units would really give a damn.

Aira: I guess... Especially since there's an entry fee.

Aside from our fans, the only people who'd still come to see the show would have to be either really curious or hardcore idol otaku.

Tatsumi: I see. For our fans, who constitute the majority of the audience, replacing Hiiro-san with Rinne-san as the leader would make ALKALOID seem rather phony.

Rinne: Right, right. They'd just be confused on how it got to that point.

On top of that, the differences between "your familiar songs" and the ones we'd be singing now will stand out, it's like shining a spotlight on the awkwardness.

They just won't enjoy the singing. People will find it hard to even evaluate us.

Tatsumi: The competition follows a DreamFes format, meaning the audience selects the winner through voting.

Eliminating elements that could dampen or confuse the emotions of the audience, who are at the core of the competition, seems reasonable—I can agree with that.

Rinne: That's the way it is! Man, you ALKALOID really came through on being so goody-goody.

If it were the Crazy:B guys, they'd be sticking their noses in everywhere, sometimes not even listening, making 'em not worth talking to.

Mayoi: Ahaha... Being serious is our strong suit, after all.

Aira: Let me clarify as an otaku.

It's dull to just be serious all the time, so Crazy:B really appeals to those who enjoy the chaos, you know?

It's not about which is better or worse, just different preferences.

Rinne: Yep, yep. Yet here they are, pitting these polar opposite units on equal footing, under the same rules, just to see who's better.

I'd rather not keep repeating the same point. It ain't sinking in, huh? What Matrix really boils down to.

Rinne: ...Akan-san's always been like that.

Aira: ...?

(I guess Rinne-senpai and that AkanP have history after all?)

(Maybe AkanP was the producer responsible for Rinne-senpai when he was a rookie...)

(He was pretty obscure at that time, and it's been so long that I don't remember much about it.)

(Maybe I'll dig up some old magazine issues later. I'm pretty sure there's some with Rinne-senpai's name lying around at home.)

(I-I mean, I don't even really care. So what if they knew each other before? It's not like it means anything.)

(But... I can't help but feel curious.)

Rinne: Hm? What's up, Ai-chan, staring at me like that... Gyahaha, you cheating with your brother-in-law while Otouto-kun's not around? You're pretty naughty for someone with such a cute face ♪

Aira: Can you please stop talking? People are already here, so I don't wanna hit you.

Aira: (Ughhh, I just got it wrong. Rinne-senpai is Rinne-senpai, and that fragile expression I thought I saw��must've been my imagination.)

(Rinne-senpai will always be an unpredictable, inconsiderate jerk who keeps you guessing.)

(I even felt a bit sorry for him back in summer, but there's no need to be kind to such an infuriating guy!)

Hiiro: —Now, let the showdown begin, ALKALOID!

Hehe. It's like the saying goes, "yesterday's enemy is today's friend," but in reverse. Once again, I feel the mysteries of fate that you and I will be facing off as enemies—

Aira: Hm? Eh, Hiro-kun?

Tatsumi: Wait... Is Hiiro-san the sole representative from Crazy:B's side?

Hiiro: Umu! That's exactly right! So, does that mean you guys have three representative players, excluding Nii-san?

Aira: Yeah... Mixing in Rinne-senpai would confuse the fans, so we decided to compete with just the three real ALKALOID members.

Tatsumi: Conversely, it's a strange strategy to have only the odd one out competing. Hm, what could be the reasoning behind this?

Numerically speaking, it's three against one, placing you at a considerable disadvantage.

While Hiiro-san appears to have practiced diligently, he's not yet accustomed to Crazy:B's music.

Aira: Does it mean they're throwing the first match and betting on the next?

Hiiro: You'll find out soon enough. But more importantly, we don't want to keep our audience waiting forever, so shall we get started?

—Let's have an enjoyable match ♪

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ibarap · 11 months ago

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[Scout] White Bear / Pure White Diary 3

Subaru: But Christmas is special in the eyes of a kid. White Bear, make lots of memories with me too, 'kay? ♪

Subaru: White Bear-san?

Yuzuru: Correct. I'm one of the volunteers who will be hosting a Christmas party at a hospital, but there's a boy there who can't leave his room.

We decided to take his closest friend White Bear-san outside the hospital to make Christmas memories in his place.

As it would be difficult for me to do that when I'm currently busy with our Shuffle Unit—

It was settled that I'd be taking care of White Bear-san by myself today.

It's a little unreasonable of me, but I thought it'd be nice if he could have a Christmas memory of Flambé! practicing as well...

Subaru: I see, I see. Flambé! is turning into a Christmas-themed unit, so it's gotta be the best present there is. ☆

Friends, huh~. So White Bear is kinda like what Daikichi is to me.

Yuzuru: Daikichi-san?

Subaru: Yeah. I remember that day~. I love Christmas even now—

But Christmas is special in the eyes of a kid. White Bear, make lots of memories with me too, 'kay? ♪

Either way... It's gotta be hard on him knowing he can't leave his room, 'cause he probably doesn't get to play around much either.

...Ah, right!

White Bear, did Fusshi~ tell you that there's someone who looks just like you in Flambé!?

Fushimi: Someone like White Bear-san? Who would that be...? Mashiro-sama?

Subaru: Tomoya-kun...? Ah, 'cause his last name means 'pure white'?

There's one that looks more like him, you know. Ta~dah, another white teddy bear!

We'll be using — no, performing with these guys for the Christmas Live.

My partner's the one with blue eyes! So let's be friends, White Bear... ☆

Tsumugi: Okay, we just finished building a snowman. Next, we'll be splitting up into two teams for the snowball fight—

But Otogari-kun, are you really okay fighting alone? I feel like two against one is pretty unfair...

Adonis: Ah, don't worry about me. I want you to focus on taking pictures of the fight.

Besides, I won't be alone, since White Bear will be fighting by my side.

Hiyori: Mhmm! Let's fight fair and square so that we get some good pictures!

Leo: Fair and square, huh~. But if you're holding onto White Bear, that would leave you with just one free hand.

Won't that make this a one-sided game 'cause it's two versus one?

Adonis: It's fine. I'm strong, so I won't lose that easily.

If the odds are looking slim, we can always call someone over to help out.

Hiyori: Wow, you're really confident you'll win! Looks like it'll be a fair fight after all!

Tsumugi-kun, we'll start on your signal, okay? ♪

Tsumugi: Got it. Everyone, are you ready?

And... start!

Adonis: White Bear, don't worry. I'll make sure to protect you from Tomoe-senpai and Tsukinaga-senpai.

We'll win with our combined power.

Okay, here we go— hup!

Leo: Woah, that scared me! That snowball flew at me like a baseball at a batting cage! Hiyo, let's get behind that tree!

Hiyori: Is 'Hiyo' supposed to be me? I've never been called that before, so it's unique!

...Oof, that was close.

I shouldn't have gotten excited when I wasn't behind cover. Now I've turned into a snowman myself.

Leo: Then don't poke your head out without thinking?

Hiyori: Yes, I know that. I'm not stupid.

But we can't hide the entire time, or else we won't win.

We'll go after Adonis-kun while he's making a snowball!

Now! Quick, Leo-kun! Throw some snowballs at him!

Adonis: —I see you!

Leo: Wahaha, that was super cool! You dodged all of 'em like an acrobat. ☆

I knew you had good reflexes, Adonis~. ♪

Hiyori: This isn't the time to be praising him. He's slowly closing the distance between us.

If this continues, we'll lose! We need to work out a plan!

Leo: A plan, huh~. Even if we attacked him from both sides, timing our attack is gonna be hard 'cause of the distance...

Hiyo, call someone to help buy us some time!

Hiyori: Hey, I don't want to ask someone that! What awful weather!

...I shouldn't just run away from this. I don't want to show such an uncool side of me to that boy and White Bear, after all.

So it's come to this—...

Jun: ...Hey, Ohii-san. What is it?

Hiyori: Jun-kun, Jun-kun, where are you right now?

Come back to Seisoukan, quickly! It's your job to save me whenever I'm in a pinch!

Jun: A pinch, huh. What's up?

Hiyori: There's no time to explain! If I get distracted, Adonis-kun will kill me!

Jun: Otogari-san...? Ohii-san, did you actually manage to piss off someone as gentle as him?

Hiyori: Don't jump to conclusions, we're just having a snowball fight!

Jun: A snowball fight? Ah, you did mention that you guys were gonna play around in the snow, right~?

Either way, I can't get there right away, y'know~. Looks like if I leave now, it's gonna be like a ten minute trip from where I'm at.

Hiyori: I'll give you five minutes, so come here running as fast as you can! It'll be Jun-kun's fault if I get covered head to toe in snow!

Jun: Wai- Ohii-san—

Hiyori: He'll try to get here in less than five minutes...

Leo-kun isn't back yet? Isn't there a lot of weight resting on my two shoulders alone?

???: ...Oi~!

Hiyori: Hm? That voice...

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#◎ translation #notice: unproofed #yuzuru fushimi #subaru akehoshi #tsumugi aoba #adonis otogari #hiyori tomoe #leo tsukinaga #jun sazanami

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singsweetmelodies · 9 months ago

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Did you like the Alpine and Ferrari cars?

OOOOH! what a fab question, thanks so much, anon <3333 i'm going to answer it in two parts, because, well, we're talking about 2 cars here.

so firstly, alpine: well, i didn't hate it? but like many other people, i was super excited about the pink camo teases that they were posting on insta, so i was quite let down when the car didn't actually have ANY pink or even camo on it. i think a pink camo car would've been REALLY COOL, but ah well. the livery that they have is not bad, per se - there's a lot of carbon fiber, sure, but it's not awful. and at least in my opinion, the bisexual lighting of the whole car launch gained them at least ten brownie points 😉

now to ferrari - oh my god, i LOVED it. i feel like ferrari almost always has a sexy livery (and yes, i am terribly biased, but shhh). this year's just looked so COOL!! i wasn't convinced about the yellow&white stripes thing at first, but after seeing it on the car, i'm sold. it's mint! (the fireproofs are a different story, though, UGH. that white back makes me cringe like no tomorrow... but we can't win 'em all, i suppose).

there you go, dear anon! that's my thoughts on my 2 favourite boys' 2024 cars - please tell me what you thought, too? 👀😍

#asks & answers #anon #🏎 alpine #🏎 scuderia ferrari #🏎 car launches #thanks for the inadvertent reminder for me to change my profile pic to the SF-24 now anon 🤭#she's pretty... now we just need her to be FAST as all hell #please please please 🥹

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tsuki-sennin · 2 years ago

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To the big dumb maze we go! A very interesting variety of games this time around. I rather like the idea of the labyrinth. Embracing the roguelike image we've got with a battle royale bend? I mean, I'd play it...

Still though, what awaits Ukiyo Ace at the finish line? What sinister plots await in the shadows?

The DGP Scheme Game may soon reach a Fever Pitch! Despite a rough start, our current five will see this through to the end! Remember Riders, past and present! If you don't fight, you don't survive! ...huh... wonder where that came from, hmm~?

...anyways, Spoilers, I guess...

-Y'know Tsumuri, I'm pretty sure there were a hell of a lot more people than six. ...though then again, considering the sorry performance Letter had, I can't imagine we had much better.

-Ah, yep, understandably still quite miffed.

-Breakfast :)

-So, those kanji were just kinda... hangin' there, huh?

-Oh come now, he just wants a job! Movie stardom can't pay all the bills

-"Punkjack. Kill him."

-I see Tsumuri cares very much about the rules.

-Ah, yep~! There it is~! Gotten too big for you to control, huh Papa Giroli?

-Keiwa-kun! Is there a Merry sheep attatching itself on your soul?

-Don't encourage gacha addiction! What the fuck guys?

-Oh shit, here we go!

-Neon-san...

-Yeah, you tell her, Dad!

-...not that I think you're a good guy or anything, but anything to get Neon outta there.

-Ah, so you're the one calling him out, huh?

-Ohhhhhhhh, management is holding your mom hostage, huh Ace?

-Goddamn ringtone.

-Gather round, folks! It's time to play!

-I see Punkjack's getting along with Grandpa Keilow.

-Very epic fall shot.

-In the Jamato Hole.

-Oh fuck, it's Keiwa.

-...is that a Christmas reef collar?

-Oh, shit, it's an escort mission!

-Every gamer's favorite!

-That kid went from having the shittiest day ever to the best day ever.

-Azuma hjlklhglj

-Welp, Keiwa, this is the guy they got to replace you!

-Ah fuck, Win's layin' down the moves.

-Can't leave.

-Alright, Cipher time!

-Jyamato Maids?

-Oh shit, Lovelica's the mastermind.

-Time to boost on through, I guess!

-HENSHIN

-Ah fuck, Rider Troops so soon? Shit man, we're in big trouble now!

-Agony

-"Imma borrow this"

-Beat! And! Boost!

-Oh goddammit airhorn.

-Well, this sucks.

-Bonk!

-Man, the Jamato... I didn't think too much of them before, but they're horrifying creatures once we get down to it.

-The Game Master. ...you were everywhere on the cringe side of YouTube a few years ago. You did however star in one of my favorite Danny Gonzalez videos, so I guess I give you a pass.

-Poor dude's horrified.

-Riders. Good luck.

-Oh very smart Mr. Game Master. Just drop 'em in for anybody to pick up.

-Good job, Giroli. You done fucked up big time.

-Ohhhh...

-That's a garden.

-I never expected plants to come back so hard from Gaim, but...

-I see this old fella here is our new villain!

-Our package has arrived.

-I seeeee...

-Oh shit, no time to think about Kurama, the violence is beginning!

-Oh fuck, the slots.

-Okay, we cheated!

-Excuse you, Hareruya, she's his older sister. Get it right, man.

-Azuma just comes right in, sayin' "Heeeeey, I'm the one who's supposed to murder Geats!"

-"C'mon sonny, it's way too early for you to quit!"

-Ohhhhh... that's... very terrifying. Just... being made to give up.

-Natural Order?

-Ohhhhh, Keilow's gonna kick ass.

-Grandpa...

-Once again, a bird guy fought for the sake of someone far younger and paid dearly for doing the right thing.

-My man fought...

-GOLDEN FEVER!

-Believe and luck will find you!

-Boooom!

-Goddamn!

-I love these freeze frame shots so much.

-THERE IT IS!

-The Boostriker!

-Golden Fever Victory!

-Ah, ending with a Bike Hammer!

-Fuck

-Up we go!

-Oh shit, Jyamato.

-We're finding that there password next time.

-Keiwa, let's gooooo!

-Oh shit, two guns, huh Ace? Double shot.

-Let's gooooo!

#kamen rider #kamen rider geats #kr geats #geats spoilers #the world's next round: trick shot of desire for the grand victory

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luminberry · 2 years ago

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Nighttime Cuddle

okay yes i know i have several prompts waiting for me to work on, im gonna get to em i swear ; ;/

BUT have this to maybe tide y'all over for a bit till i can get my shit together. Borrowing @stuffems lad Jasper..cause im gay alright?

kinda g/t gay cuddles

The movie marathon that was supposed to be for two hours had winded up being six on accident when you heard one of your movie watching partners Jasper say he hadn't seen one of your favorite movies before. The others had long since called it a night, leaving you and him yawning on the communal couch as the credits finally started rolling.

During the long film you had wound up reclining against the much bigger man, finding out he made a fantastic pillow and movie commentator alongside your own antics. You were comfortably warm resting against him and the siren call of sleep was starting to win against your defiant attempts at staying awake a few more minutes.

A long yawn roused you a bit as Jasper was apparently fighting the same battle you were, and giving in willingly by the looks of things.

"Tha movie was good n all but ah think we oughta call it a day, can't keep m'dang eyes open nother minute.."

"Yeah...Don't think I can even make it to my bed with how tired I feel right now. Guess I can crash on the couch for tonight." "Oh now that ain't gonna do, this rickey piece of junk's gonna mess yer dang back up somethin fierce if y'all try sleepin on it..Tell ya what, if ya don't mind sharin a bed for one night, y'all can spend tha night with me."

"Wait really..? If you're sure you don't mind, well I won't say no."

"Course! Ah wouldn't leave a lil thing like y'all out in tha cold like that. Ah'm man enough ta not mind sharin my bed with a friend now n then. Let's get ta movin before we both wind up passin out on tha couch though."

You gave a tired nod and managed to pull yourself from the cowboys warmth long enough to get off the damn couch and follow behind him towards his lodgings.

You didn't bother changing aside from slipping off your shoes and socks, leaving both by his door as you prepped for sleep as Jasper did much the same in the small bathroom nearby. Soon both of you were cleaned up and ready to pass out in the cosy looking bed nearby. It was alot damn bigger than yours by a good margin, then again Jasper easily had a few feet on you as well in the size category. You'd be able to stretch out with no problem, once you got into the bed of course.

Being the guest you let Jasper get in first and make himself comfortable before climbing in on the opposite side with some effort. Once you got up you wasted no time in ducking under the covers and making yourself comfortable, while giving Jasper a polite amount of space. His back was facing you as you got settled at long last, hugging a pillow to your side and feeling yourself relax as the much bigger man beside you turned the light off.

"G'night, hope y'all sleep alright tonight. If ya need anythin don't worry bout wakin me up okay?"

"Don't worry I think I'll be knocked out well until morning Jasper, g'night and sleep well!"

"Heh, Ah think Ah'll do much tha same at this point. Sleep well~"

It wasn't much longer after that when sleep claimed both of you with ease.

You woke up sometime in the middle of the night feeling a rather heavy weight slowly settling itself over you and gently squeezing you. Bleary eyed you tried to shift to see what was going on, and in the dim light of the room you figured out what was going on and felt your face start to heat up.

Jasper had turned over in his sleep and grabbed the pillow you were using to hug against himself..And in the process he had shifted to partially lay against you. You were flush to most of his chest by your back and now were pinned in place thanks to him hugging the pillow and trapping you inbetween it and his arm. If you angled your head a bit you could make out the mans sleeping face a ways above you, serenely still sleeping despite bearhugging you to himself.

..It wasn't bad if you were being honest with yourself, hugged close like this in such a gentle way. You liked Jasper plenty, he was a sweetheart of a man by anyones standard. He probably even knew how getting hugged by him now and then gave you fucking butterflies, it didn't help that he liked lifting you off your feet in the process thanks to just how much bigger he was than you.

You could wake him up and he'd move..but did you really want that? He was unfairly warm, not unbearably so but that lovely middleground that made him somehow perfect for cuddling like this. He wasn't crushing you either, the pillow gave just enough of a buffer to make it feel like you were under a heavy blanket. In short, somehow Jasper had managed to cuddle you close to him in his sleep, and it was unfairly nice...It was like he was subconsciously teasing you.

With Jaspers warmth slowly seeping into you, sleep was quickly once again overcoming you. And frankly you didn't mind going back to sleep like this, you knew you'd get teased good naturedly come morning, but right now you couldn't help but want to savor being in the large mans embrace like this until sleep forced your eyes to slip shut once more.

Several hours later, Jasper woke up feeling oddly very refreshed. He was about to shift when he remembered last night, and him inviting you to share his bed. He had also became aware of himself hugging something close under the blankets, and at first thought it was his spare pillow..before looking down and seeing you curled up adorably against him.

Fighting back the urge to coo and wake you up ruffling your head, he opted to hug you a big closer, feeling you shift and wiggle just a big against him. You were just too damn cute like that, he couldn't hold back the deep chuckle from rumbling out of his chest.

"Mornin sleepyhead, looks like we both slept pretty good huh?"

You woke up feeling warm and cosy still, before you outright felt a laugh roll over you..looks like Jasper caught you. Feeling your face heat up again you huffed and nodded, only feeling a tiny bit embarassed.

"Well I can't say I did..though I didn't know you really liked to cuddle in your sleep.."

"Eh, who can blame me when someone as adorable as yerself is beside em haha~ Oh c'mon don't hide like that, Ah'm jus teasin!"

"Lemme gooo already Jasper, you big damn teddy bear!"

You whined but Jasper's only retort was to hug you tighter and laugh more. Despite it all you'd say it was a good start to the morning regardless.

#g/t writing #g/t fluff #size difference #mawdness combat #jus no vore tho only fluff

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sapphire-strikes · 3 years ago

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Hiding From The Shadows: Chapter 3

Definitely a little late coming and definitely a little lack luster but here's chaper three! One more chapter after this one when we jump back to the action!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

"Read em and weep, boys!"

The collective sound of defeat from the rest of the table was immediate as Kamal leaned proudly back in his chair.

"Third time this week you've won, Bora, maybe you're not as rusty as you claimed." Jimothan guffawed, tossing his hand of cards onto the table with a loose flick of his wrist.

"Indeed, quite well done, though the sting of defeat does grow a bit old. All the more reason keep at it, I suppose." Trencil agreed, setting his own cards down and reaching to take a sip from the delicate-looking teacup that sat by his place at the table.

"Aww, that's nothin'. Just a bit of luck from an out-of-practice enthusiast." Kamal insisted, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully

"Don't be modest now." Wallus, who sat beside him, threw his arm over his shoulder and pulled himself closer to that nights victor. "My friend Kamal here's a real ace when it comes to any game with a solid deck to deal; no pun intended."

"Daww, thanks. In that case, I can tone it down a bit to give you guys a fighting chance if you'd like?" Kamal teased, and the rest of the table erupted in a feigned offense that quickly faded into laughter.

A few minutes of joyful chit-chat passed but the energy at the table eventually died down as Jimothan got up from his seat to begin collecting that rounds cards.

Glancing towards the clock, Kamal sat up a little straighter, intertwining his finger before stretching both his arms over his head as he yawned. "Alright, I'd say it's about time we head out."

"So soon once again?" Trencil asked, mild disappointment in his voice as he watched Kamal push his chair away from the table and stand up.

"Yeah, you two always leave right away. S'shame you can't stay longer." Wallus agreed, placing a hand on his knee as he leaned towards Kamal. "We can fit another round in, you sure you wanna go already?"

"Afraid so, got work in the mornin' remember? Plus, I'm not too keen on keeping the kid out this late as is." He added, nodding towards the back of the room.

"Ah, let 'em go, guys." Jimothan cut in, stepping around him and reaching past Wallus to collect their cards. "We'll see you guys tomorrow, best get going."

Giving him a thankful nod, Kamal spun around on his heels, turning to look at one of the booths a few tables away from them. "You ready to go, kid?", he yelled.

The sound of giggling could be heard out of sight and he rolled his eyes, taking a few steps closer.

"Give me just a second!" You yelled back as he approached you. "One more lap and I win!"

Stopping once he reached your table, Kamal propped his elbow on the back of your seat as he waited for you to finish. "Y'know as much as you pressured me into this, I can't believe you show up just to play Mario Kart with Parsley." Kamal joked, raising an eyebrow at the two of you.

You and Parsley sat side by side in the booth, controllers gripped tightly as you both leaned over the table. "Hey, it's a win-win situation. I get to hang out with Parsley and you get to hang out with Wallus." You smirked, eyes still focused on the game.

"And I since you're here my dad's not making me play anymore." Parsley finished, a split second later dropping his controller to elbow you in the side as he crossed the finished line first. "And...I win!"

"Wow, the first time all week." You joked, setting your controller down to applaud him sarcastically. "Alright-" Quickly packing up your things you scooted yourself eagerly out of the booth and stood up, arching your back with a groan, stiff after having been hunched over the table for so long. "Let's get going." You agreed.

The car ride back was notably quieter tonight as neither you or Kamal bothered to start conversations. It was an oddly comfortable silence, the two of you understanding that the other was just as tired as yourself, but still sharing a snicker at the stupid jokes playing on the late-night radio or smiling fondly at the other when you'd pass on a yawn.

You leaned your head against the cold car window of the passenger side, watching the treetops and roofs of houses fly by in the moonlight, working to shake yourself awake as you knew you were getting closer to home and soon working to remove your seatbelt as Kamal pulled slowly in front of your place.

"I'll see ya, kid, have a good night." He said, waving fondly as you stepped out the car. "Same time tomorrow?"

"Maybe." The corners of you mouth perked up ever so slightly at that seemingly innocent response.

"Maybe? Oh, got plans or somethin'?" He asked sarcastically.

"You'll see!" You giggled, "I have an idea, but I will see you tomorrow."

"Ah, keep your secrets then, I'll see ya tomorrow kid." He relented with a smile, and the two of you shared one final wave before you shut the car door behind yourself and he began pulling away.

Was it supposed to have only been one more time? Yes, but after your second late-night outing, every night became "one more night" and after a week straight you didn't even have to ask anymore as Kamal started showing up to pick you up on his own. It was simple but it was some of the most fun you'd had in a while and you'd been looking forward to it every night for the last week.

It was nice to see Kamal unwind like he had been too. He was a dork and got a kick out of the simplest things, card games being one of them.

Nat did make fun of you a little for hanging out with her dad and the rest of the "old foagies" and Tim Tam even showed up once in a while, even if all they ever did was sit at the card table and eat the crackers that Jimothan would give them to keep them from stealing the cards. Whether or not Lulia and Jerafina knew their kid was sneaking around in the middle of the night was unknown but you all figured that knowing Tim Tam, there would be no stopping them anyway, so you all just excepted it.

All things considered, you were pulling it off really well. You got by on the fact they your sleep schedule was already completely backwards, Kamal on the other hand still got up to go to work in the morning, and the fact that he managed to still pull it off was a testament to how much he was enjoying himself to keep showing up.

There was only one small issue; the fact that Boris still had no idea. You weren't hurting anyone, you were just hanging out with some friends, and hey, it's not like they were lying to anyone either, Boris had his hang-ups, and staying up late was one of them, but what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. It was no big deal, right?

"Kamal?"

"Hmm?"

"Is...everything okay?"

Kamal paused mid-bite, his mind going to the worst-case scenario. Why would he ask that? Did he know? How could he have found out? Was he starting to slip, darn it he needed more coffee.

"I'm all good, why do you ask?"

Boris let out a contemplative hum, looking down at his breakfast and absent-mindedly poking the yoke of his eggs. "Perhaps it is nothing, but are you getting enough sleep?"

'He knows, he knows, he knows, he knows'

"....Yyyyes."

"Okee, just making sure! If you're ever feeling unwell, please do tell me." Boris smiled at him kindly but there was definitely something unsure underneath it.

"Course, everything good with you?"

"Oh yes, I am fine. Like I said, I am probably just worrying too much."

"Why, what's up?" Despite his sense of self-preservation, Kamal prodded, if only to figure out the reason behind his usually cheery roommates almost melancholy demeanor.

"Well, it is hard to explain. It's regarding Y/n. I haven't seen too much of them lately but there is definitely something...странный, unusual about them as well."

'As well?' Kamal thought to himself, knowing he was most likely the other person in question despite Boris' refusal to pry into him further. "And you've figured this out just by talking to them? That's...impressive!"

"Yes, it is quite easy. I've got a good sense for these sorts of things you know!" Boris cheered up somewhat as he spoke, even winking at Kamal. "But I can not be sure, it is only a feeling and they insist that everything's fine, so perhaps that is why it is beginning to frustrate me?"

"I'll be sure to check up on them too then." Kamal offered, hoping desperately to change the subject soon.

"That would be helpful, yes." Boris nodded, seemingly happy to leave it at that as he took a long sip from his mug. "They will be stopping by later today so I do look forward to spending some time with them! It's been almost a week since the last time they stayed the night too, so I'm hoping I can talk them into having a sleep over!"

"Sounds like a plan, bud." Kamal attempted to hide his week smile behind his coffee mug as he took a long sip. Boris wasn't stupid, and Kamal wasn't surprised that he'd already begun picking up on something, something that Kamal himself hadn't even noticed. But because he trusted the two of you, he refused to pry. It was in that moment that quickly growing guilt began; Boris was going against his better judgment to take him at his word. This was all just for fun but perhaps they'd taken it too far. It was no big deal, right? At least, maybe it wouldn't have been if they'd stopped after "One more night".

"If it's not too much trouble, could I stay the night?"

"Of course!" "Wait what?" Boris and Kamal both replied in unison.

"You don't even have to ask!" Boris reassured, already skipping up beside you to lean down and give you a celebratory hug. "I was hoping you'd want to! It's been a while so we have some catching up to do!" Kamal on the other hand stood staring at you in confusion as you hugged him back, trying to figure what exactly was going through your head. Returning Boris' embrace cheerfully you met eyes with Kamal from over his shoulder to which he quickly mouthed 'What are you thinking?'. You were only able to respond with a confident grin before Boris finished off your hug with a little spin.

"Aw, come on, we still see each other almost every day, you big nerd." You joked, giggling as you were spun.

"Did you bring anything to sleep in?" Boris asked, finally releasing you and tapping a finger to his chin curiously.

"I did actually! Plus, you guys still have my overnight bag somewhere too right?"

"Oh yes yes, of course! I almost forgot, I'll go get eet!" He nodded cheerfully, stepping around Kamal to head upstairs. As soon as he was out of sight Kamal stood silently, waiting until the sound of heavy footsteps could no longer be heard before he spoke to you.

"You want to tell me how you plan to make this work?" He asked dryly once the coast was clear.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Oh?" Tilting his head, his expression softened. "Weeere you just not coming tonight? That's almost surprising, but if you're not going then I'll stay home t-”

"Of course I am, we can still go, I don't see why not." You corrected him before he could finish.

"Kid, you want to spend the night that's fine but sneaking out to go to Jimothan's too may be a bit much."

"Nah, this works out great, you guys live way closer to the lounge anyways. We'll save a bunch of time!"

Kamal's expression once again deflated to one of doubt. "Kid, you're gonna get us caught."

"I mean, you've been sneaking out every night with no problem, I'm sure I can too."

"Well yeah, but he's gonna be on high alert with you here. I guarantee he's already picking out a bedtime story."

"Then I'll just 'go to sleep', no problem. We can go after he falls asleep then. As long as he has no reason to believe I'm gonna be up then he won't have to worry about me."

There was a clear moment of hesitation in Kamal's face as he thought on your seemingly already thorough plan.

"Doesn't that seem a little, I don't know, underhanded?" He questioned, apprehensiveness clear in his voice.

"But, isn't that what you've been doing every night?"

Kamal's eyes widened in surprise at your response but it was only for a moment before his expression turned back to one that seemed a lot more uncertain. "You're not wrong, but... this is kinda different." His words weren't accusatory, he looked more like he was trying to find the right words to say.

"It'll be okay, Kamal. I'll be super careful don't worry, he won't know a thing. I haven't spent the night since we started going out late, I don't want to bail on Parsley, but I miss hanging out with Boris too."

Kamal didn't respond at first, his eyes seemed to be focused on the ground in front of him as he thought.

"Yeah, the big guy did bring that up a little while ago, 'bout you not comin' to visit lately. But it's been for good reason, or at least an understandable one, can't have your cake and eat it too, y'know." He took a step closer to you, an understanding look on his face. "How's about we pace ourselves a little, I appreciate that you miss hangin' out with the big guy so why don't we cut the late-night adventures to a couple times a week at most?"

Your previously enthusiastic expression disappeared, but before you could answer the two of you turned you attention towards the stairwell.

"Here it is!" Boris cheered excitedly as he returned, skipping back into the room with a familiar black and blue gym bag in his arms. "Right where you left it last time." He commented proudly, handing it to you.

"Awesome, thanks! These next few days are gonna be great!"

"Days?!" "Days?! :-D "

You were the one that mouthed to him this time as Boris had already swept up into another spin, still catching Kamal’s concerned gaze each time your eyes met over Boris shoulder.

'It'll be fine.'

"Are we ready for bed?" Boris asked, slinking his way around the door of the guest bedroom quietly; closing it behind himself once he was inside, his eyes quickly darting around the room before they landed on where you sat on the bed. He held a book to his chest, clearly excited for something as he jumped up and down on his toes, tapping his fingers against the cover.

What he wasn't expecting however was your reply.

"Yep, goodnight, Boris." You replied, pulling away the covers and throwing you legs up into bed before quickly making yourself comfortable and rolling onto your side.

"That is what I thought you might say! But just wait until you hear-" ceremoniously he held the book out in front of himself proudly but his victorious grin fell when he registered your response. "Pardon me, what did you just say?"

You chuckled at his question, looking over your shoulder to smile at him and repeat yourself. "Goodnight, Boris, sweet dreams!"

"Oh?" Boris stood dumbfounded at your out-of-character compliance, glancing down at the book in his hands until his smile grew as well than set it to the side. "That is very good, Y/n!" Taking a few steps closer he reached forward and gripped the edge of your blanket, pulling it over your shoulder a little higher. "Sweet dreams to you as well." Smiling down at you fondly he slowly stepped away once he was satisfied with the peaceful look on your face, opening and closing the door ever so carefully as he made his exit and heading to his own room to have some sweet dreams himself.

It was about 11pm when that peaceful look on your face disappeared, replaced with one of satisfaction as you slowly opened your eyes and sat up. While being quiet should have been your first priority, you didn't hesitate sliding out of bed, deciding to test the waters. If you'd wake him up just leaving the room, you'd never be able to make it out of the house, and leaving your room would at least be explainable, being caught halfway out the front door with Kamal would not. So you sauntered towards the door with pride, stopping once you'd rested your hand on the knob to examine the book he'd left on the stand by the door. The Hobbit, definitely a good choice, you almost regretted missing out on starting it with him tonight, but you were sure you'd get another opportunity.

You made your way out into the hall, sure to close the door behind you and head straight for Kamal's room. Passing Boris' you smiled at the unmistakable sound of thunderous snoring, no longer bothering to tip-toe the rest of the way. He'd have to hear over himself before he'd hear anything you were doing.

Reaching Kamal's door, you tapped your knuckles against the hard wood, waiting eagerly for a response. After a few moments of no response, you knocked again, once again being met with silence. 'Did he forget?' you wondered, slowly turning the knob, to peek inside, an exasperated look falling on your face once you saw him then quickly stepped in the rest of the way.

He was snoring away himself, albeit much quieter than his roommate down the hall. You couldn't help but smile when you stepped closer to get a better look at him. He was sprawled out in all directions, one leg hanging off the bed, one arm behind his head, with his blanked half covering him and his hair spread up over his pillow.

You didn't miss the opportunity to take a quick picture before stepping to the side of his bed to try to wake him.

"Psst, Kamal?" You whispered, unfortunately receiving no response. "Kamal?" You whispered again a little louder with the same result.

Rolling your eyes your reached forward, placing a hand on his shoulder to shake him lightly. "Kamal~" You sing-songed, "It's time to get up~"

He let out a tired groan, gripping his blanket and rolling onto his side to avoid you, which only made you follow him, walking around to the other side of his bed to face him.

"Kamal, wake up!" You whispered loudly, shaking him much more suddenly this time and immediately receiving a response as he jolted awake, kerfuffling his words and movements until his tired eyes finally focused on you.

"Wha....kid? What do you want?" He groaned, falling back down onto his mattress.

"Take a guess, you know what time it is don't you?" You asked.

"I'm guessing it's almost midnight?" He asked sarcastically.

"Correct, which means...." You drew out your response hoping he'd fill in the blank, but continued when he only glared at you tiredly. "We've got to get to Jimothan's!" You finished happily.

"Kid, we talked about this...."

"I can drive if you're tired."

"Kid..."

"Boris is snoring up a storm too, so there's no way he'll hear-."

"Y/n, listen to me for a sec." Kamal interjected. With another groan, he sat himself up and patted the mattress for you to sit down with him.

Your enthusiasm dampened as you obeyed, taking a seat near the foot of his bed to face him. "What's up?"

"I'm surprised you don't seem to get it, kid. You're usually a lot wiser when it comes to these sorts of things." He sighed with a tired smile.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I told you, I'm not worried about making him mad...I mean, he will probably be mad but it's more than that. It's got nothin' to do with us stayin' up or sneakin out, how do you think he's gonna feel if he finds out I've-you've-WE'VE been lying to him for a whole week? He's really happy to have you over. You've seen it, do you really want to...taint that with a lie?"

"It's not exactly a lie." You bargained.

"Yeah, that's what I've been telling myself to but come on, whatever you want to call it it ain't right, not at this point. He's only gonna get more worried if those bags under your eyes keep getting bigger without knowing why, so... I think we should call it quits and pretend it didn't happen. Already texted the gang and they get it, Wallus even agreed we need to start hangin' out at a more normal time of day anyway, heh." You reminded quiet and Kamal quickly picked up on your unhappiness. "We can still go sometimes, I for one just won't be going quite as often."

"I'm always awake at night anyways so..."

"Yeah, I get it, kid, but doing this to yourself every night ain't gonna help. That ain't my business, but you know it's true."

"Does that mean you're going to tell him?"

"That depends, you still planning on going without me?"

"..."

"Yeah."

*Sigh* "You're an adult and I'm no snitch, but.... think about what I said. And for yourself, the big guy and for me, don't get caught before you come clean, k?"

The next morning Kamal took notice of his roommates unusually cheerful attitude. Boris was practically glowing as he hummed to himself as he cooked, even cracking eggs to the beat before dropping them into the pan.

"What's got you so happy." Kamal smiled along with him, his pure positive energy was contagious.

"Oooh, nothing in particular!" Boris insisted but his grin proved differently, spinning around on his heels to wink at Kamal before turning his attention back to the stove.

"Oh really?" Kamal questioned, glancing around the kitchen as he tried to figure out what might have him in such a good mood. His brow furrowed when he noticed the absence of a certain guest this late in the morning. "Kid, not getting up?" He asked as if changing the subject.

"Oh no, I haven't woken them yet, I think they deserve to sleep in a bit~".

"Oh really, what makes you say that?" Kamal was happy that Boris paid no mind to the trace of annoyance in his voice as he responded.

"They went to sleep right away last night! I didn't have to lecture them, so I'm going to let them wake up on their own."

"If anything doesn't that mean they should be able to get up now?"

"Well yes, I suppose, but I think it will be good for them to catch up on some sleep while they are here. I know they struggle with staying up late so I'm happy to know that they can relax here, it makes me feel like I am doing something right" Boris added, resting a hand on the side of his face as he smiled to himself.

"Yeah, ha ha, yeah it's great...." Kamal once again hid his now annoyed expression behind his coffee mug, tightly gripping the handle as Boris turned his attention back to the stove to continue cheerily flipping his eggs. 'Just how long are you gonna be able to keep this up, kid?'

The answer being, impressively enough, almost another week.

"Do you want to shhhnugle?" Boris asked with a cheeky smile, scooting over in his bed to make room for you.

You'd come unto his room to return the stack of unread books that had been growing in your room, each left after another night of you not needing a bedtime story. Not that you ever "needed" one, but he'd entered the guest room prepared to help you fall asleep every night for last five days.

"No, I'm good, Boris."

"Are you sure? It might make you feel better :-( " He bargained, reaching his hands out jokingly in a grabby motion towards you.

"I feel fine, I promise. " You offered a cheery smile in hopes that would be enough to convince him and while he didn't push further, the disappointed look on his face told you he was still worried. Still, with one final goodbye, you turned towards the door, preparing to head to bed yourself.

"Wait!" Boris called out to you rather suddenly and you quickly turned around to look back at him.

"What's up?"

His expression was unreadable but it did hold a little shame for having called out to you without having thought of what to say. His shoulders slumped as he looked away from you, gripping his blanket and fiddling with the edge. "I am right in here if you have trouble falling asleep, please don't hesitate to wake me up, okay? It is no trouble at all!"

"You got it, Boris, thank you." You nodded with a small smile, turning back towards his door to make your way down the hall, missing the sad expression that once again settled on his face at your response.

As you layed with your eyes half shut you were half tempted to actually doze off. Normally staying awake was no problem, but having to lay in bed like this until the coast was clear every night had your body feeling heavy and staying up was becoming more and more of a struggle as the nights went on. Still, you were determined to show Kamal that you could handle it. You could probably just set an alarm on your phone and catch a few winks until midnight. The only downside being that you knew if you fell asleep, even for a little while, waking up in a few hours would be far more trouble than staying awake and fighting your drooping eyelids now.

Still, giving in to them just a little you let your eyes close as you rolled your head back onto your pillow.

Not much time passed but you were satisfied with the little in-between you body had reached, definitely not sleep but relaxed enough that you weren't straining yourself to stay up. And just as you were falling a little to much to one side, unexpectedly you felt your blanket lift and the mattress shift as someone heavy slid into bed beside you. You nearly fell off the other side of the bed as you quickly jumped back in shock only for a hand to reach out and grab you by the arm before you reached the edge.

"I am sorry! I did not mean to frighten you!" Boris apologized, quickly pulling you back before you topped over the side.

Calming down once you realized who it was you stared at him in confusion. He just barely fit with you into the twin-sized bed of their guest room , taking up almost 75% of it just while laying on his side to face you and leaving you uncomfortably close to the edge as you backed up to make eye contact with him.

"Boris, what the heck are you doing?! I didn't even hear you walk in."

"I'm sorry :-( I didn't mean to wake you, and you looked so peaceful too..." He frowned as he looked down at you.

"You're okay, you just scared me, now what are you doing?"

"I was worried about you. I know you say you're fine, and you've been going to bed on time but you seem so tired during the day, I want to make sure you are sleeping peacefully."

"That's sweet but-" before you could finish you were pulled towards him as one of his arms wrapped around your back and the other hand rested on the back of your head, squishing your face into his chest.

"Shhh, it'll be okay. I'm just going to make sure you have sweet dreams all night!"

You found a little wiggle room, working your arms up between the two of you to push at his chest so you could look at him, "Boris, would you- mmmph!". But just as you managed to put some space between you he readjusted his hold, wrapping both arms around you entirely in a hug that pinned both your own to your sides and you were once again smothered into the fabric of his nightshirt.

"Nothing makes for a good sleep like a good snuggle!" He added happily, nestling himself comfortably under the covers with you.

After a few moments of over-enthusiastic snuggling, he finally took notice of your muffled yelling and weak struggling. "Oh, is everything okay?" He asked innocently, loosening his hold on you enough for you to lean your head back with a gasp, free for a moment from the smell of flower-scented fabric softener.

"Boris, I'm fine, really. I was about out of it when you walked in anyways, you don't need to worry about me." You explained firmly. He gazed down at you in quiet confusion as he seemed to be processing your words, a second later releasing you as a sad look crossed his face.

"I know, I just....You've been doing so good lately but you still seem..." Boris trailed off, scooting backwards and then out of your bed entirely to kneel at your bedside, sitting there for a moment before resting both his arms on your mattress and leaning into them as he continued. "I'm sorry, I should be happy, you've been taking better care of yourself. That's all I asked anyway."

What could you possibly say to that that wasn't a lie or would get you found out. Glancing up at the clock you realized you probably should have left minutes ago, but there was no way you'd get to show tonight with him still here. At least that's what you would have been worried about if Kamal's words hadn't resurfaced in your mind, weakening your resolve. What could you say to him that wasn't a lie or wouldn't make him upset?

While you had yet to respond, wrestling with your own conscious, Boris didn't seem to mind your quietness. Still on his knees at your bedside he rested his head on his folded arms, glancing sadly towards the door. "I am sorry for waking you, I was just worried. I guess it was pretty silly of me."

His expression was sad, clearly ashamed at the thought of having woken you up purely out of worry on his on his part. Then with a weak smile, he pulled himself to his feet, brushed himself off, and reached forward to pull your blanket back into place after having had disturbed it.

"Boris, wait." Against your better judgment, you stopped him, taking a deep breath as he looked down at you curiously. "If you want we can *sigh*...snuggle...I guess." You said, a half-embarrassed red flushing your cheeks as you lifted your blanket to welcome him underneath.

A wide smile slowly crept up his face but he hesitated for a moment, watching your expression then finally sliding back in beside you when you gave him a reassuring nod. He took a second to officially make himself comfortable, scooting back a few times when he realized how little space he left for you in this bed and masterfully adjusted the comforter. Once he was finished the two of you laid facing each other for a moment and your own curt expression changed to one of acceptance when he flashed you a wide foreboding smile.

You didn't even bother to struggle this time as he pulled you flush against him in a full-body snuggle, his large arms wrapped securely around you with no signs of letting go as he intertwined his fingers and rested them on your back. Just cocking your head up to look at him your nose booped his when he looked back down at you.

"Comfy?"

"Mmm-hmm!" He nodded, resting his head against the pillow and closing his eyes, and with what you wanted to deny was a tired smile, you did the same.

A little note left on the table beside the bed was the only sign of him when you woke up. Boris always got up at his own time, the same time every day. 7:00 on weekdays and 8:00 on weekends with the only exception being holidays and when he wasn't feeling well. It was well into the afternoon now; it seemed like you just kept sleeping in later and later as the days went on, even before you started your late-night hobby, and while you didn't usually mind, you did feel bad doing so while at your friend's house. Especially now when the only reason Boris was letting you sleep in was because he was worried about how tired you seemed during the day, even after supposedly going to bed on time every night you've stayed.

He was so sweet and after last night, you weren't sure if you could stand to worry him anymore. Or at least if you were still going to go at night, you could tell him the truth so he wouldn't be left in the dark as to why exactly you've been so tired when you have to wake up at a normal time.

Speaking of which, you basically ghosted Parsley and the rest of them last night. It's not like you could pull out your phone and text them either when you're stuck in the arms of a giant Russian teddy bear. So it would probably be best to do that now.

As expected, you had several texts from Parsley, starting last night with the latest one being from just a few minutes ago.

{better get here soon, all the good food is going to be gone soon}

{joking of course I'll be sure to save you some}

{aww did you finally fall asleep tonight?}

All of them in a similar fashion and a few playfully blaming you for making him play cards with his dad again since you weren't there. Getting ready to apologize you scrolled right to the bottom, but before you fingers hit the keyboard you paused at the most recent message, dated just 10 minutes earlier.

{ I AM SO SORRY }

There was a pretty big gap between this one and the other messages with nothing in-between warranting an apology so curiously you typed out a response and hit send.

{What for?}

{Oh, and sorry about last night, yeah I did fall asleep.}

After a minute of watching your phone and not receiving a response, you shoved it back into your pocket and stood up, finally turning your attention to the note Boris had left you on the bedside table while you waited.

'I'll be running some errands today but Kamal will be home. I'll be back a little later in the evening!

P.S: I hope you had happy dreams :-)

P.P.S: Also, I will be bringing home dinner from Jimothan's as a treat so save your appetite! '

-Boris

Maybe you were just being paranoid and connecting the dots too quickly. That's what you told yourself when a feeling of dread washed over you. What were the chances that this and that strange text were connected?

You received your answer much more quickly than you would have like when the door to the guest room swung open and Kamal forced his way inside, quickly shutting the door behind himself as he leaned up against it, panting heavily like he had ran all the way there.

"We need to hide now!"

#smile for me #boris habit #kamal bora #sfm writing #hiding from the shadows #And you only woke up once in the middle of the night with him on top of you #The man is a SNUGGLER #Hugs is a friend in bed like a body pillow when he falls asleep #we're talking arms and legs wrapped around you #snoring into the side of your neck #next chapter we get back to the present #from sleepy time snuggles to scary shadow man

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Horror Night

Warnings: language, gore.

Pairings: Daryl x reader x Negan.

My heart felt heavy on my chest. I choked in every breath I took. I watched, what used to be Abraham, crushed in the floor. Everything was ringing. The tears blinding my vision.

Negan talked but I didn't pay attention, I couldn't. He was in front of Rosita, trying to get her to see the bloody bat of the man she loved. In a second, Daryl took a swing at Negan.

"Daryl! No!" I screamed and ran towards him, my hands extended in an attempt to grab him. Before I could reach him, some of Negan's men were already holding me down as well as Daryl.

"No!" Negan yelled pointing his bat at Daryl. "That- oh," he chuckled. "That is a no no. The whole thing, not one bit of that shit flies here." He now kneeled in front of me. His rough hand was pulling on my chin to look up at him. "Brave little thing here, eh?"

I pulled my face away from his grasp. He stood back up. A blonde man held Daryl's crossbow at his face.

"You want me to kill him? Right here?"

"No!" I screamed. Trashing my body in the men's grip, I kicked around.

"Hey! Hey, what part of staying quiet do you not get?" Negan turned to me with his bat.

"Please, please, don't kill him. I'm begging you." I sobbed and I felt like I couldn't breath. My breath was stuck in my throat. I felt like I was having a panic attack. When I started shaking more violently I knew I was. My limbs felt as if they weren't there. I felt heavy but at the same time lite.

I heard Negan say something and then Daryl was thrown back in line. He approached me and kneeled back down. I tried to push the men away but they just gripped tighter. "I c-an't brea-th." I stuttered.

"What did you say again, darlin'"

"I-I can't br-eath." He signalled his men and I was dropped. My palms were on the ground as I tried to calm down. My chest heaved violently as I gasped for air. I felt like I was drowning.

"Holy fucking shit, she is having an attack." He joked.

New tears reamed down my face and fell to the dirt. This could be it. I looked at Daryl. He was looking at me, I saw a tear flow down his cheek. He tried to walked towards me but he was pushed down.

I closed my eyes and tried to calm my breathing. Deep breaths. I could feel the oxygen make its way to my lungs. I heard Daryl's voice telling me to calm down like he had done countless of time, but in difference, he wasn't holding me this time.

After what felt like hours I opened my eyes and felt like I could breathe again.

"Still with us, doll?" Negan asked jokingly. "Both of you are so impulsive, not surprised you two are fucking." He took my face in his hand forcefully.

I glared up at him and he chuckled. "Get her back in line." Like that I was thrown in my back and dragged to where I had been kneeling before.

"Anyway... that's not how it works. Now, I already told you people, first one's free. Then what did I say, I said I would shut that shit down." He had a maniac smile on his face. "No exceptions. Now I don't know what kind of lying assholes you've been dealing with, but I'm a man of my word. First impressions are important." Short silence. "I need you to know me. So, back to it."

In a second Negan's bat connected with Glenn's head. I blinked a few times. Not being able to believe this was really happening. We had just lost two of the strongest men of our group in a couple of minutes. I looked at Maggie and saw her sobbing.

I looked back at Glenn. You could see his skull and one of his eyes was bulging out of its socket.

My heart was beating out of my chest and I could hear every beat thumping.

"Buddy, you still there?" Negan asked mockingly. He muttered something and then exclaimed. "You are trying to speak! But you just took a hell of a hit. I just popped your skull so hard your eyeball just popped out. This is as gross as shit."

"Maggie I-I'll find yo-u." Glenn finally was able to mutter out.

"Oh, hell." Negan spoke. His voice was calm and serious. Like he actually felt sorry. "I can see this is hard, amiga. I am sorry. I truly am. But, I did say..." a smile now played in his lips. "No exceptions." He swinged at Glenn again. I jumped back in place.

No, no, no.

"You bunch of pussies... I'm just getting started. Lucille is thirsty." He kept hitting and hitting. There was nothing left to hit yet he kept swinging his bat. After he got tired he stepped away and joked. "She is a vampire bat."

The only sound was Negan's boot and our cries.

"What? Was the joke that bad?"

Rick looked up from his spot with a trembling yet determined look in his eyes. "I'm gonna kill you."

"What? I didn't quite catch that. You're gonna have to speak up." Negan mocked.

"Not today... not tomorrow... but I'm gonna kill you."

"Jesus," Negan scoffed. "Simon, what did he have? Knife?"

"He had a hatchet."

"Hatchet?" He smiled.

"An axe."

Negan laughed. "Simon, is my right hand man. Having one of those is important. I mean, what do you have left without 'em. A whole pile of work. You have one? Maybe one of these fine people still breathing. Oh, or did I-" he made a clock sound with his tongue.

Rick remained silent. Negan sighed. "Sure, yeah. Give me his axe."

Who I believed was Simon, stepped up with axe in hand and gave it to Negan. He stood up and grabbed Rick by the shoulder. "We'll be right back, maybe Rick will be with me. If not, well we can just turn these people's inside out. I mean, the ones that are left."

With that he shut the trailer's door closed and drove away.

I looked at Daryl. He was shaking. His gunshot wound could get infected with all the trauma his body was going through right now. I went to stand up but was held in place.

"I'm not gonna do anything. You have all of our weapons, what could I do?" I tried to reason with the men.

"You stay on your knees, bitch. Unless you want to end up like your friends over there." He signalled to the bodies that laid on the floor. With a thud I sat back in the ground, pulling my legs to my chest.

Hours had passed and the sun had come up when the trailer came back. No one came out for a couple of minutes. The air was full of tension as we hoped to see Rick still alive. When the door finally opened, Rick was pushed to the ground and Negan came out, he dragged Rick back to us.

"Here we are. Let me ask you something, Rick. You even know what that little trip was about?"

Rick remained silence.

"Speak when you're spoken to."

"Okay... okay."

"That trip was about the way you looked at me. I wanted to change that. I wanted you to understand. But you're still looking at me the same damn way... like I shit in your scrambled eggs, and that's not gonna work." He paced around and then kneeled next to Rick. "So... do I give you another chance?"

"Yeah. Yes. Yes."

Patting Rick's shoulder he stood up. "Okay." He chuckled. "All right. And here it is- the grand prize game. What you do now will decide whether your crap day becomes everyone's last crap day or just another crap day. Get some guns to the back of their heads.”

Guns cocked from behind us.

"Good. Now... level with their noses, so if you have to fire..." he imitates an explosion. "It'll be a real mess."

Silence.

"Kid." He said looking at Carl. "Right here." He pointed to the ground beside Rick. Carl was frozen in place. "Kid... now." Carl took slow steps. Negan took of his belt. "You a southpaw?"

"Am I a what?"

"You a lefty?"

"No."

"Good." He smiled as he took Carl's arm and tied the belt around it, cutting the circulation. "That hurt?"

"No."

"Should. It's supposed to." He finished tying the belt. "All right. Get down on the ground, kid, next to daddy. Spread them wings." He took Carl's hat off.

Carl did as told. "Simon, you got a pen?"

"Yeah." He threw it at Negan. He took of the cap with his teeth and kneeled next to Carl.

"Sorry, kid. This is gonna be as cold as a warlock's ballsack, just like he was hanging his ballsack above you and dragging it across the forearm." We all watched in horror as Negan drew a line in Carl's arm. "There you go. Gives you a little leverage."

"Please. Please. Please don't. Please don't." Rick begged.

"Me?" Negan chuckled. "I ain't doing shit." He stood up. "Ah. Rick, I want you to take your axe... cut of your son's left arm off, right on that line. Now I know- I know. You're gonna have to process that for a second. That makes sense. Still, though, I'm gonna need you to do it, or all these people are gonna die. Then Carl dies, then the people back home die... and then you, eventually. I'm gonna keep you breathing for a few years, just so you can stew on it."

"You- you don't have to do this. We understand. We understand." Michonne spoke.

"You understand. Yeah. I'm not sure Rick does." He advertido his attention back to Rick. "I'm gonna need a clean cut right there on that line. Now, I know this is a screwed up thing to ask, but it's gonna have to be like a salami slice- nothing messy, clean, forty five degrees- give us something to fold over. We got a great doctor. The kid'll be fine. Probably. Rick this needs to happen now- chop, chop- or I will crush the little fella's skull myself."

"Please, we all understand. Rick understands. We all work for you, stop this. You don't need to prove a point because you already did." I tried. This was my family. I wasn't gonna stay quiet and not try anything. My arms pointed at the fallen bodies.

I felt a gun press against the back of my head.

"It can- it can- it can be me." Rick stuttered out. "It can be me. Y-you can do it to me. I c- I can go with- with you."

"No. This is the only way. Rick... pick up the axe." Rick didn't move. "Not making a decision is a big decision." Negan's voice raised. "You really want to see all these people die? You will. You will see every ugly thing." He still didn't move. "Oh, my god." He groaned. "Are you gonna make me count? Okay, Rick. You win. I am counting."

"Three!"

"Please." Rick cried out. "Please. It can be me. Please!"

"Two!" He kneeled next to Rick.

"Please, don't do-" Rick sobbed and I looked away.

"This is it."

Rick screamed. I shut my eyes closed. Tears running down my cheeks.

"One!"

"Dad... just do it. Just do it." I heard Carl whisper.

I looked back at the scene.

Rick held the axe high, preparing to cut his son's arm.

"Rick." Negan stopped him. "You answer to me. You provide for me. You belong to me. Right?" Rick nodded hastily. "Speak when you're spoken to!" Negan's voice beamed making everyone jump. "You answer to me. You provide for me."

"Provide for you." Rick answered shakily.

"You belong to me, right?!"

"Right." Rick breathed heavy.

"Right. That... is the look I wanted to see." He stood up and took the axe. "We did it... all of us, together... even the dead ones on the ground. Hell, they get the spirit award, for sure." He sighed. "Today was a productive damn day! Now, I hope, for all your sake... that you get it now... that you understand how this work. Things have changed. Whatever you had going for you... that is over now." He chuckled.

There was a moment of silence before he spoke again. "Ah, Dwight... load him up." He signalled to Daryl who struggled in, who I suppose was Dwight's, arms.

"What are you gonna do to him?" I asked. Trying to sound as strong as I could. Negan turned to me.

"How could I forget about you?" He took long yet calming strides towards me. "You, darlin', are coming with me too."

"Why?" I sounded more panicked than I wanted to.

"Because..." he smiled. "You've got a mouth on you and I really, really like it. Keeps me on my feet. I have a proposal for you..." he waited for my name.

"Lucia."

He smiled and licked his lips. "You hear that, Lucille? They sound similar... okay, Lucia. I have this proposal for you. You come with me, be one of my wives, and I, won't kill another one of your group, for your blabbing mouth. How does that sound, hm?"

Shock was written all over my face. "It's your choice, Lucia. Either you come with me or... I kill another one of your friends. So, what will it be?" He passed his finger along my jawline. I looked at the truck where Daryl was in.

Maybe, if I went with him I could find a way to help Daryl escape. I looked around the group. I wasn't gonna let anyone else die, much less because of my fault.

"Okay." I said. Turning off all my emotions.

"Great." He smiled. "You and I are gonna have a lot of fun together." He licked his lips while scanning my body. "Fan-fucking-tastic. Simon, put her in my truck. I still have some words to say to our new pal Rick."

As Simon grabbed my arm and led me to a truck I looked back and saw Rick watching me. I gave him a slight nod with my head, telling him I had a plan.

I wrote this a some time ago but hadn’t posted it here. Requests are open ❤️

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