#Got that doge glare going

[vilevexedvixen]

Ringo's side-eye man...

[flamingpudding]

I just got done reading the prompt that I asked you about and it's wonderful thank you so much and if you're okay with it I'm here to help you make a part two but if you don't want to do that that's okay I'm just adding some bonus to it.

I'm just imagining Danny full Ghost King attire showing up with two things to cookies one with kryptonite in them cuz I love the head can of ghosts eating good tonight like candy and the other set a normal batch of chocolate chip cookies. Looking down Young Justice being like in the most Patrick electric entity sounding voice with a country accent "I'm so just the cutest oddiest little berries on the bush" (sorry just speaking in my little country Danny headcannon)

But I can also see Danny being embarrassing for Klarion. Danny sit down the two trains of cookies Evan just start hugging and kissing his son on his head like the embarrassing mom he is talking about how he's so skinny and he should eat more. Also really nice to Young Justice it's like them realizing they just might by the end of the day be adopted by enemies mom.

Justice League is getting to the location ready to fight and do what they can just for a Young Justice member with a cookie in hand to walk up and explain and tell them to play along for free cookies.

RedRobin badly wants to try one of the kryptonite cookies to see what it would do if he ate it. Klarion keeps stopping him because as much as he doesn't like them he doesn't want RedRobin to die.

Who I'm just adding on a couple of things really love your writing though oh yeah what are your pronouns so I can know to refer to you as just asking.

So glad you liked it and no problem i don't mind at all. I was thinking about adding a part two honestly. Well then lets continue the shenanigans. I hope this part two won't disappoint either. And out of courtesy for once added people who asked for tags in the comments. Don't get used to it. I usually don't to tags. This is an exception for this awesome prompt idea.

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The moment a Lazarus green portal started to open in the Living Room, Red Robin suffered a small, probably slightly traumatic, flashbacks to all the times he had seen the Lazarus Pits, but before he could even react Klarion tackled him to the ground with a distinctive hiss of "Play alone." His friends, the traitors, had managed to doge Klarion. Impulse had simple used his speed to step aside and Superboy apparently had headed a warning. Wonder Girl hadn't even been in the path of Klarions tackle. So this was why Red Robin was currently the only one getting sort of wrestled and put into a headlock on the ground in a hold he knew he could easily get out of but was to distracted by the ceiling high, eldritch as well as royal looking being stepped out of it.

The portal closed behind that being and Red Robin swallowed seeing six eyes in inky black that mirrored the night sky blink down at them.

"Klarion?" The static voice ringed in their ears and from the corner of his eyes Red Robin saw Superboy flinch visibly.

"Mom! Your early!" Red Robins head hit the floor as Klarion suddenly let him go to greet the being that's apparently his mother. He glared at the witch boy for that as he sat up and rubbed his had.

"Oh my, sorry my dear." Superboy flinched again, and Red robin could hear Impulse whispering to Wonder Girl if he was the only one seeing four mouths talk at the same time. Klarion appeared to have it heard to as he send them a quick glare over his shoulder before turning back to his mother.

"Mom, could you tune down on the eldritch?" Red Robin blinked stunned before seeing the bing apparently blush green in embarrassment and its form changing until there stood a man, about Red Hoods height still with a floating crown and a royal cape, but at least more human like and resembling Klarion but with more blueish skin before them.

"Sorry baby, I thought my royal appearance would make a better first impression." The man pinched the witch boys cheek lovingly, to witch Klarion whined out a drawn out "Mom."

The four young heroes couldn't help but stare, was that seriously their villain Klarion? The one that tried to cause chaos and make their lives difficult on regular basis?

"Klarion. Why is there a magic barrier around your apartment." The man in royal clothing suddenly asked and they blinked seeing Klarion flinch and laugh nervously. "Oh you know mom, keeping the bonding in one place so other mortals won't be bothered." To which the man cooed. He cooed!

"Bonding? What bonding?" The four heroes echoed blinked and exchanged stunned and confused looks. Bonding? What Bonding? What were they talking about? Sure they hadn't gotten a lot of explanations out of Klarion before that portal opened and apparently his entire act about his mother visiting was the true. It was clear that the witch boy's mother was some kind of other worldly being but it looked like there was more to it. Also considering the royal like outfit and the grown.... did that mean that they had been dealing with a prince of some kind as villain the entire time.

Suddenly the man bristled turning to glare at them back in his eldritch form towering over them. "Are you telling me you mortals have been ignoring my sons bonding?! And that is why my son's bonds don't appear to be properly formed?!"

They flinched back staring at that being that was now back to locking eldritch horror like with a crown and royal cape. Their eyes were locked onto the being, only distantly they realised that Klarion was pulling on his mother hissing something that sounded very much just like static to their ears. It to a while longer but finally the being drew back staring what sounded like a static filled discussion with Klarion and Impulse was pretty sure he had been ready to sully himself if it had taken any longer,

Apparently Klarion and his mother finished their exchanged as they both turned to them, his mom now again more human like looking. "Mom these are my friends. The punk looking guy is Superboy the half alien, Red Robin the one in red and black, you know Dinner boy. Impulse from the Flash-Clan and Wonder Girl one of the Amazonian. Guys this is my mom, Ghost King of the Infinite Realms."

Red Robin couldn't help the eye twitch at his introduction, he also noticed that Impulse flinched back as the mans eyes locked onto him and he didn't need Superboy's confirmation of having heard a grumble about 'why did it have to be a speedster'. Great so this eldritch being, apparently King and most likely a danger and possible hostile did not like one of them already. Why did Klarion ask them to play pretend friends again?

"Well I will be, you have quiet the colourful and oddest batch of fleshy mortals here." The man grinned at them, that were sharp teeth the four heroes observed. "Titles are a bit stuffy, feel free to call me Danny kids. Now come here. I brought some cookies with me."

Before they knew it the four of them were seated on the couch with a huge plate of cookies on the coffee table before them. The four of them blinked at the two kinds of cookies. Impulse was already reaching out to them fearlessly but Wonder Girl had the foresight to stop their friend for the moment. Superboy on the other hand appeared to look quiet queasy and was slowly turning green to the worry of Red robin. They noticed Klarion turning towards his Mom when he took note of this. "Mom! I have a Kryptonian friend! Why did you bring cookies with kryptonite chunks! Look! Superboy is turning green just looking at them."

The Ghost King, now known by the name Danny to them, appeared to be waving his son. "Oh he will be fine in a moment its not enough to completely bother his species, he will just be more human like till you ate all of them. These ones are more for you anyway, you are way to thin lately." Danny then turned to them with a smile. "Please feel free to eat the chuckles chip once. I can guarantee they are human friendly. My sister helped me make them. She is a liminal human."

That was all Impulse needed to rip his wrist free and stuff the first of the chocolate chips cookies into his mouth. "They are good!"

Danny smiled at them satisfied, and with that out of the way started to make small talk with them while also embarrassing his son with occasional comments like. "Oh you should have seen when Klarion first got Teekl." Or "He nearly burned down our entire castle when he started actually learning magic." Or "He used to be such a grumpy adult until he deaged and became such a cute grumpy little baby boy. Want to see photos?"

They never got to see photos to Wonder Girls disappointment. Klarion managed to cut in between suffering embarrassment and glaring at them for encouraging his mother to tell more embarrasing stories and forced the portal, his mother was going to reach into for the photos, to close.

By now the teens have become more relaxed around Danny. The man had a friendly charm to him and genuinely showed an interest in them as well as in the well bing of his son. They could understand why Klarion didn't want to disappoint a parent like that. They snacked on the cookies and Red Robin watched with interest whenever Klarion and Danny reached for one of the cookies with green Kryptonite chunks. Danny had mentioned off handedly in one of his stories of Klarion that they both used to be normal humans. Red Robin was very interested in this right now.

Suddenly Superboy elbowed Impulse and Red Robin, having caught the movement turned to them with an arched eyebrow. "Mentors." The other mouthed to them and they sighed, of course their mentors would show up sooner or later. They shared a glance and Red Robin took on the task to subtitle inform Klarion since they were sitting next to each other when Impulse excused himself to a toilet break shortly.

Red Robin used that quick distraction to reach towards the cookie plate.

Meanwhile Impulse came to a stop in front of the front door stopped by his foot from slamming shut behind him again, thankfully Klarion had removed his magic barrier that could have made this difficult. He had one cookie in hand and grinned up at their mentors and the Justice League Dark members.

"Hi everyone!" He greeted them cheerfully, taking a bite of his cookie.

"Impulse? Are you okay? What happened?!" Flash was instantly on the teen checking him over for any sort of injury. They were prepared to fight since Deadman had reported the location where the Ghost King had appeared. They had chosen to halt their search for the missing teens for the moment but had paled when Superman had mentioned he was hearing their voices from the same location.

"Oh i am fine! Great even. Did you know that there are other dimensions that have melon flavoured chips?" Impulse easily answered grinning. "Also you might wanna dile back on the battle ready aura you guys radiate. Klarions mom is visiting, pretty awesome guy."

"Klarion? The witch boy?" Wonder Woman asked stunned to which Impulse nodded. "Yea, pretty nice guy. Ghost King of a dimension that holds everything together like glue. Kinda badass."

"Bloody fucking..." Batman glared at Constantine who swallowed the rest of his curse. "The hell you mean the Ghost King is badass? That a fucking tyrannical blood hungry war maniac!"

Impulse blinked at them. "Really? I mean he does have scary form that made me nearly piss myself but he is pretty chill. Awesome parent, we get why Klarion loves his mom so much now."

The blond Brite pinched the bridge of his nose letting out a suffering sigh. "Just let us in mate, we will deal with this before our dimension can kiss its arse goodbye."

Impulse appeared to be thinking for a moment before shaking his head. "Uh nope. We are having a good time actually. A nice break. Sooooo no!" Before Flash or anyone else could react impulse stepped back closing the door into their faces. They blinked stunned, Batman was the first to recover stepped towards the door to attempt to open it only for his lockpick to be deflected by a red barrier suddenly appearing. The man growled turning to glare at the Justice League Dark members with a silent comment.

Inside the apartment a little bit earlier....

Klarion snatched another green glowing cookie from Red Robins hands with a glare at the other teen, who only glared back. Danny was watching them amused feeling reminded of himself and Tucker by their interaction. But then his attention turned to Wonder Girl as she asked for another story about Klarions childhood.

A moment later Klarion felt a nudge and looked at Superboy who nudged him across a pouting Red Robin who got another green glowing cookie snatched from him. The witch boy arched an eyebrow when Superboy asked to recreated the barrier to keep their mentors out but did so the moment Impulse was back with them with already three new chocolate cookies in hand as he joined Wonder Girl in fishing for more stories.

[angeldiarybook]

“Man,I hate Highschool”

Summary:what happens when you almost overhear Billys and Stu’s plan without even knowing much of them?

Basically just a one shot l to school with Billy and Stu head cannons before you guys knew of one each other

‘What the fuck’

Were the first 3 words I could think of My fucking team is such ass! There’s no way I’m one of the last 4 standing in doge ball on my team

‘I swear if one more shitty thing happens to me today I will start tweaking’

Right when I thought that a doge ball comes flying full speed at me hitting me straight in the head knocking me down

Then out of no where 2 more balls hit me

“What the fuck!”

I yelled at Steve glaring at him as my ass was still on the floor gripping my head as I see his dumb ass grinning

“My bad ___” he yells back while chuckling a bit

Our coach then blew his whistle

Yeah no I need to leave

I got up walking towards the exit

“Hey! where you going?” I heard Randy ask as I left him standing on my team

“I need water” I said while opening the exit door

“Wait!don’t Lea-“ Randy says getting cut off as a doge ball smacks him and the exit door shuts

I sighed and groaned as I made my way towards the bathrooms to the water fountain

When I catch a glimpse of two figures standing there

A very tall figure then a shorter figure

They looked suspicious

The shorter dude looks a bit furious and the taller one doesn’t seem to be taking him too serious

“Stop dicking around Stu! You’re genuinely going to be next to be gutted if you don’t shut up”

the shorter boy said aggressively to the taller dude

I slowly started second guessing if I should go back to gym or get my drink…

Actually no I’m not going back tho that shit

I started filling up my water bottle causing both the guys to break there neck

They just kinda stared with a strange demeanor

‘weird…anyways…” I thought

I continued to fill up my water bottle

But I still felt their eyes on me

I broke my neck and looked at them back

“Uh…hey?” I said Not knowing what they wanted

The shorter boy continued to glare at me

“hey” he said very monotone

As the taller giggled

“Woah what happened to your forehead?” He asked as he came up to me placing his hand on top of my forehead

“Huh?” I asked as I looked at the bathroom mirror

“Fucking bitch!” I said angrily looking at the huge bruise forming on my forehead

“So what happened?” The tall guy asked

“Steve fucking Orth threw a dodgeball straight right at my head then he decided to throw two more balls at me” I said irritated

“I hate him..” I grumbled as I looked at the disgusting bruise forming

The tall guy continued to chuckle as the shorter dude raised his eyebrow

“Hey I think I know you.Don’t you hang out with Randys geek self ?” The tall dude asked in a snarky tone

“God no” I said chuckling

“He just calls me to take over his shifts at work or make some lame ass excuse to why he can’t come to work” I said

“Aren’t you Guys his friends?” I asked them causing the shorter boy to snicker as the tall boy made a weird noise

“Kinda I guess. What’s your name?” He asked leaning over me

“My name is ____ and I’m guessing yours is Stu the dude that’s going to be gutted by him” I said smirking while pointing at the shorter boy

Causing Stu to chuckle and the shorter boy to shift his stance

“Yeah billy boy is always being so mean to me” Stu said teasingly while flicking Billy’s nose

“No you’re just irritating” Billy said while punching Stu’s side pretty harshly causing Stu to groan which made me giggle

Stu stared at me for a second before chuckling

“Hey you like scary movies?” He asked

I shrugged “I mean yeah I’d say so but I’m not a horror geek like Randy” I said chuckling

Stu chuckled “you should definitely let us borrow some movies and come over some time don’t you say”

I was a bit surprised

I smiled though nodding my head

“Why not” I said Shrugging

That’s when we heard Randy’s voice

“There you are! I can’t believe you left me!” Randy said

I groaned rolling my eyes

“I told you I was needed water don’t you listen!” I said to Randy as he came up to me with sweat dripping down his forehead

“Yeah don’t you listen Randy?” Stu teased

“Oh shut up Stu” Randy said grabbing my water bottle and chugging my water

“Hey!” I said smacking his head

“C’mon coach wants us to do laps before lunch” Randy said as I groaned once more as we started awkwardly running back to the gym

I turned back to look at Stu and Billy as they started walking away from the water fountain

Little did I know they looked back twice

“What were you doing talking to leather face and his goon?” Randy asked me

“Do you think she heard?” Stu asked Billy

“If she heard me threating to gut you I’m not sure what else she could of heard..let just keep an eye on her for now..” Billy said low

You weren’t leaving there sight any time soon

Shii you finna be one of their victim?🤨

@vzp1kl

[arreuyas]

HOW MUCH? | Toji X Male! Reader

*⁠.⁠✧ In which he was paid to kill you but you offer him to get fucked instead.

warnings: sub!toji, degradation, edging, spanking/slapping, choking, bratty toji, cursing, toji is a bit out of character tbh, zenin bc he doesn't have megumi and his wife here.

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TOJI ZENIN, the sorcerer killer, doesn't do any extra work for free. But it's not against his rules to accept a request from a client who is a sorcerer. He doesn't question his client's motives or what they are after all, what matters it the good ol' money.

That's why, when he had a gun aimed at your head and you smirked instead of trying to doge or counter-attack like most sorcerers would do, he raised an eyebrow until the words left your lips: “How much for getting laid by me? I'll pay double of what you're going to get.”

Of course, betraying his clients is one thing that he doesn't do. So yes, he did shoot you, pissed off that those were your last words— or were supposed to be, since the bullet didn't get through your head at all. His eyes widened when you appeared in front of him, hands in your pockets and eyes of someone who wasn't planning to fight him.

“C'mon, don't be like that~” you smiled, your sneaky hand going to his waist and bringing him closer. At this point Toji was so dumbfounded that he took some time to understand what was happening. It was the first time his target flirted with him so blatantly, after all. “How about three times the price, then? Three times the amount and you let me fuck you once.”

Three times the price of your head... it was big money, and it certainly catched his interest. It's not like Toji minded sleeping with men after all, the problem was betraying his client. “And an extra so you can kill whoever it was who asked for my head.”

Alright, that was enough to convince a money-hungry like Toji. He lowered his gun, still a but uncertain about the deal but fuck it, he would think about the consequences later. You smirked with that reaction from the non-sorcerer.

That's how you two ended up in a hotel room, Toji sitting down on your lap, straddling with that big ass of his. You already had a prominent bulge on your pants as the Zenin rubbing his covered rear and dick against your thigh, letting out some grunts between his heavy breaths from time to time.

Fucking humiliating. It was what Toji thought. He was literally acting like a whore— moving himself on top of you for some money. Well, at least the money was way higher than what a whore would get, but still...

“Damnit, stop fucking teasing me.” He protested when you started pinching his exposed nipples, another grunt coming from him as his body trembled. That bulky man wasn't used to having anyone touching him like that, he usually was the one who held the reins in bed.

“What, can't handle a bit of teasing, sorcerer killer?” You chuckled, rubbing the wet spot on his boxers, the pre-cum leaking out his tip already.

“Can't you just fuck me already–” You stopped his words with a rough spank on his ass, making him shut up with a groan. One of his hands instinctively moving to hold your shoulder.

“Shut up, slut.” You hissed, taking him off your lap and throwing him in bed. Then you unbuckled your belt, glaring down at him. “Take off your pants and spread your legs for me.”

Toji was about to complain but instead he rolled his eyes and obliged the command, getting himself naked. Yet, he didn't spread his legs, receiving a sigh from you. You got on top of the bed, your hand moving to his neck before he could react and gripping tightly on it, chocking him just slightly.

“When I tell you to do something, you do it. Understand?” You gripped tighter on his neck but Toji kept glaring at you, a hand on your wrist threatening to break your arm. “Unless you want to forget about the money and fight me instead. And believe me when I tell you I'm going to make you fight while being naked.”

He let go with a groan, and you let his neck free again— a reddish mark of your digits on the skin of his neck and you liked it. When you looked down, Toji's dick was twitching and more precum was leaking from it, then you chuckled with a raised eyebrow. “Oh? Someone likes getting choked and degraded? Such a whore.”

You grabbed a lube from the bedside table, pouring the liquid on your fingers and some on Toji's rear, then watching it go down to the entrance of his ass, his naughty hole blinking. You didn't wait much though, there was no reason to be gentle with him— and you knew that Toji would prefer that way, too. So you immediately inserted two fingers inside, already moving them to loosen him up. Toji grunted, biting his lower lip with his eyebrows furrowed before you added a third finger.

The Zenin had such a nice body, it almost looked like a sin— as if he was begging to be fucked. After all, what's the use of having such thick thighs and such a sexy ass if not for fucking them? You glanced down at him while playing with his hole, fingering him and teasing his prostate, your other hand stroking your cock slowly.

“Enough of foreplay. Spread your hole for me.” You said, watching him click his tongue in annoyance but still doing as you told. You held one of his legs on top of your shoulder. “And stop rolling your eyes or clicking your tongue every time I tell you to do something, it's getting me soft.”

Toji scoffed.

“Ha. Then maybe you're not a real man if a roll of eyes is enough to—” He couldn't finish his sentence as you thrusted your cock inside, invading his hole in one swift move. He gasped, his hands letting go from his ass to grab a handful of the sheets as he glared at you like he wanted to kill you.

You smirked down at him with a mocking gaze. “What were you saying about real man again? I don't think I heard you.” You teased, pulling your cock halfway out before slamming it back inside, the Zenin letting out a grunt. You moved your free hand to pinch his nipple, pulling on it.

“You bastard...” He muttered as you stopped your hips for a moment, leaning down to his chest. Your tongue licked and sucked his right nipple then your teeth sunk down for a bite, Toji flinched and groaned from pain mixed with pleasure. “The hell are you doing–”

“Taming you.” You cut him off with a sadistic smile. Toji wanted to make that smile of yours disappear because he was starting to like it more than he should. “From now on, every single time you complain or call me anything that isn't master you're going to be punished.”

You chuckled, pulling your cock out almost completely and slamming it back in, moving in slow thrusts. “Understand?”

You spanked his ass again, a silent warning for him to answer. The non-sorcerer groaned, biting his lip in both annoyance and pleasure. “Yes...” He took a second to continue: “...Master.”

“See? It's not that hard to stop being such a brat.” You said, starting to fasten the pace of your thrusts. Who the hell are you calling a brat? Toji wanted to shout, but didn't. Your veiny, fat cock was filling his insides and the tip pressing against his prostate was making Toji flinch every time you aimed at that spot. He was starting to actually moan too, instead of only letting out those grunts and heavy breaths of his.

The moment you grabbed his dick and starting stroking it he whimpered, one of his hands grabbing the sheets as the other was behind him, grasping the pillow. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge as you moved back and forth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Faster— Ugh, I'm close...”

But then you stopped moving your hips, pressing your thumb against the tip of his cock. The Zenin's eyes immediately moved to you, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance and confusion. “What are you doing? I said I'm close to cumming.”

“I heard what you said,” you chuckled, slamming your cock inside one more time then stopping. “You're going to beg for if you want to cum. Or else we're staying like this for the rest of the evening.”

“Beg? Me? Ha. In your dreams–” Slap! Toji's eyes widened when he felt the hit against his cheek, his teeth gritting in anger as he glared at you, his mouth already opening to protest when you raised your hand again, now spanking his ass instead. “Fuck, cut it out!”

“Beg.” You repeated, your thumb making small circles on the tip of his hard cock, smearing the precum as his body squirmed under your touch. Toji knew he was at his breaking point and being unable to orgasm didn't hurt yet, but it was certainly uncomfortable.

“Damnit... Please, let me cum.” He muttered, glancing away with a frown. You raised an eyebrow with a chuckle, shaking your head in response. Another spank on his ass, Toji letting out a low moan.

“Beg like you mean it, non-sorcerer.” You said in a seductive whisper, your tongue sticking out from your lips to lick his neck up to his jaw.

“Please!” He said, thrusting his hips up against your touch, searching for his high only to be stopped by your hands keeping him still. The Zenin was physically stronger than you, and he knew that. But maybe because he was too horny he couldn't react very well or even think about fighting back and dominate you instead.

“Not enough.” You said, threatening to pull your dick out from him but his legs instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you back inside. You hummed in amusement, not expecting that from him. “So?”

“Please...” he repeated, then added: “Master. Keep fucking my guts until I cum.” You noticed how Toji couldn't keep glaring at you. He was embarrassed, and you found that cute. It was so unlike Toji to act so submissive like that from the little bit of time you talked with him.

“You still have a lot to learn... but for now I'll let it pass.” It was weird how you talked as if this wouldn't be the first and last time you two slept together. But Toji didn't have much time to react, as you finally started moving again, your cock inside him and your hand moving tightly and fast around his shaft.

“Fuck! Yes– Harder!” He moaned out loud and it only took a few more thrusts and strokes for him to shoot his cum, his back arching and his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his legs trembled around you. His seed dirtied his abdomen and his hole clenched against your cock tightly, almost not letting you move.

It was such a sexy sight. You also didn't endure much after that, cumming right after him. Your load being pumped deep inside the Zenin as you let out a grunt, biting your lower lip with a smirk.

After some seconds and when the ecstasy broke down, Toji switched back to his cold mode almost immediately, looking at you. “About the money– What–” His eyes widened when you thrusted against him again, a involuntary whimper leaving his lips. You were still hard.

“Oh? I don't remember saying we were done. How much for a round two?”

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[bittersw33t-lotus]

Bloody Hell!

Tommyinnit x Fem! reader

Cw: bloody nose, Tommy feeling immensely guilty, takes place in the “I Brought A Trampoline Park” video, mentions of reader being a female, uses of woman, jokes of physical fights (uses of woman beater as a joke)

Tommy had invited you to join him, Ranboo, Tubbo, and George to go and play at a trampoline park Tommy rented for the day. You agreed and got dressed I’m comfortable clothes before they picked you up and drove to the place.

(So sorry for disappearing for a long time guys. I just fell out but I’ll try my best to get back into posting again. I have a whole bunch of unfinished works I need to finish.)

When you all arrived you walked in and got anti-slip socks before preparing to film. After we settled we got straight to filming our antics. We bang jumping and playing doge ball, Tommy and I kept aiming for each other the most but missing most of the shots all while shit-talking to one another. The day was going good and you were having a blast when you and Tommy decided to battle each other on one of the courses. You had to balance on a beam holding soft but pretty solid foam barrels that had handles you could hold onto, you had to try your best to hit and knock your opponent off the plank all while keeping your balance to avoid falling off. Who ever fell first won, so that’s what you and Tommy decided to do to see who was the best.

The George was already filming you two as you walked towards eachother on the plank. You had a pretty good balance on the plank, Tommy seemed to be struggling a bit to which you teased him for. As Ranboo and Tubbo stood on the sides with George watching the match, they began to cheer for you chanting your name, it gave you a bit of a boost in your ego. “The game hasn’t even started and you’re already struggling? Weak.” You teased as Tommy glared at you.

“Fuck you bitch!” Tommy yells out as the charges you and swings his barrel but they were kinda heavy and Tommy isn’t very strong and fast so you blocked his hit. With your barrel still maintaining your balance and making Tommy wobble a bit. You two fought and swung the barrels the best you could. You were pretty obviously winning with how balanced you were and how much Tommy was struggling. Before you could knock him off Tommy gave one last powerful swing but swung upwards as you aimed downwards. Tommy tried to hit your chest but you ended up kneeling down a bit causing the barrel to hit you square in the face. Tommy screams as you finally knocked him off and landed in the foam pit, you fell shortly after him technically declaring you the winner. As you landed in the pit you you felt a slightly painful stinging sensation buzz in your nasal area but you tried to brush it off not thinking much of it. Ranboo, George and Tubbo were showing their dissatisfaction at the results of the battle as they sighed obnoxiously. “You were so close to winning (yn)!” Tubbo says as he flails his arms.

You get up and out of the pit as you laugh. “Well technically, Tommy fell first and I call it a foul cause he hit me in the face.” You say as you felt, what you thought was snot running down your nostril, was warm and much more liquified than normal.

As you tried sniffing it in, it was rendered useless as it dribbled down to your lips and chin before dripping on your sweater. You look down as see that it was not in fact snot, it was actually blood. “Oh shit.” You muttered in surprise. You weren’t too worried about it since you kinda half expected yourself to bleed however the others didn’t think so.

“Oh fuck, you’re bleeding!” George says aloud, as he turns to you unknowingly recording you standing there with blood leaking from your nose and dripping on your sweater. George’s words catchthe attention of the other three boys and a few employees that were near by keeping watch of you and your friends.

Tommy eyes widened as covers his mouth with his hands. “Oh, bloody hell!” Tommy exclaims dramatically as he walks up to you. You take your sleeve and quickly cover your nose as you wave your hand.

“It’s fine, it doesn’t even hurt.” You try and brush them off but it doesn’t do much to calm Tommy. Tubbo and another employee go to the bathroom to fetch you some paper towels as Tommy just stands beside you freaking out and muttering apologies over and over again. George and Ranboo just stand there and talk about your bloody nose for a comedic bit for the video making fun of how much Tommy’s freaking out while you’re just they’re acting like nothing.

Eventually you get some paper towels and you head off to the bathroom to clean yourself up and get the bleeding under control. While the other wait for you they sit in the lounge area.

George shoves the camera in Tommy’s face and decides to make a good bit out of it. “How does it feel to know you just hit a woman and made her bleed.” George teases. Tommy looks at him with a blank stare before his face contorts to a ‘are you fucking for real?!’ Face.

“It was a fucking battle we were suppose to hit each other!” Tommy shouts as George, Tubbo and Ranboo laugh.

“Yeah but you won’t supposed to hit her in the face.” Ranboo says as Tommy groans and covers his face.

“I wasn’t trying to hit her face but she leaned down as I swung. I swear it was an accident!” Tommy cries out and he pretends to sob. “Genuinely tho I feel bad, I didn’t know she would lean down-” Tommy rambles as you come out of the bathroom with your sweater in hand now just sporting you t-shirt and a piece of tissue plugged up in your nostril.

“I got the bleeding under control finally but my sweater is covered in blood, looks like I murdered someone.” You joke as you approach the group. Tommy gets up rushes you like a mad man before engulfing you in a hug.

“I’m so so fucking sorry I swear I didn’t mean to hit you! It was an accident I swear.” He say but you quickly shut him up as you grasp his shoulder.

“Tommy chill out man, it’s okay. I know you didn’t mean to and besides I’m not mad about it, it’s just a bloody nose.” You say as shrug your shoulders. “However, if you broke my nose. It’d be a different story.” You joke but Tommy didn’t seem to think you were as he’s eyes widened a bit in shock and fear. You laugh and gently nudge his side. “I’m kidding Tom, I could never be angry with you.”

Tommy laughs in relief but also with a mix of nervous laughter not knowing if you really could be mad or not if that were to happen. After that the rest of the day filming and jumping around was fun. After it was over, you and Tommy drove back to his place after picking up some food and snacks to eat while you watch a movie and edit the video. After a couple hours of editing the video (ik Tommy has his own editor but just bear with it for the story) he finally decided to wrap it up and finish the rest of it tomorrow. You both sat down on the couch and watched movies you both wanted to watch.

A few days after the video finally came out. Everyone made an inside joke with the nose bleeding incident and titled Tommy to be a woman beater which was of course used lightly not really taken to heart. You laugh about it too and occasionally joke about it joking that Tommy beat the hell out of you.

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“You guy remember when Tommy punched me and made me bleed from my nose-“

“Oh my god! I did not, it was a fucking accident and it was with a foam pillar!”

[chaniis-atlantis]

Vegas verse fic definitely makes brain go brr. What's going on there?

Thanks for the ask!! @wideeyedloner also asked about this one!

So this is a fic that is set in the universe of the Vegas episode of SGA. It's a Sheppard/Lorne fic inspired by a series that @trainofcommand and @chaos-monkeyy wrote.

In my fic, John still works at the precinct, but also is a prostitute at night because he's in a shit tone of gambling debt that he's trying and failing to pay off.

Lorne, who he's in love with, is his concerned precinct coworker who starts to tail him to the clubs he works at because he's concerned about John's well being (and a little obsessed with him).

They end up completely tangled up in each others lives and the Wraith case. There's a lot of drama, a lot of snark, and a lot of forced healing.

The fic is going to come out in several parts - the first part is out already under "Pretty Fucking [Blank]."

Snippet under the cut:

John doesn't give himself the time to be embarrassed. He makes a beeline for the door, relying on his military training to doge past Evan. He's not really sure what he'll do once he gets away - probably cry - but he will get away.

Evan grabs his arm, and, surprisingly, for a shorter guy, he's strong enough to stop John in his tracks, to hold him there. The physical contact goes straight to John's groin when he realizes this is the first time they've ever touched.

There's something wrong with him for sure.

When he tugs, the kid doesn't give. "Jesus Christ, Lorne, let me go."

Lorne's eyes are burning. "This is what you do after work?"

"Yeah," John is curt and guff. He tugs again and when Evan tugs back, John's the one that's moved. "Wanna take a picture instead of manhandling me, recruit? "

Evan glares, but it's not unfriendly. It simply is.

Part of John wants to punch him and run for it, the other part wants to try and explain, try to save this. But there's no saving this. He's actually breaking the law, so Evan has all the leverage here.

What he says is, "That's kinda tight, the grip, you know." It is, and it hurts.

Evan loosens his grip, but he's poised to seize if John tries to run again. He's got a remarkable arm, which John shouldn't like so much. Shouldn't like it because he's screwed and because, while John fits right in, Evan doesn't look like he belongs here at all. He's too clean, too picture perfect with every hair in place, and that smile… For fucks sake, he even has on a nice suit, nearly a tux, with a blue tie that's embroidered with pretty fucking gold flowers.

"What the hell are you doing here?" John demands.

Evan blushes, actually blushes, but he doesn't let go of John's arm.

[paisholotus]

Meeting Wednesday Addams

Ch.3

Celani's Pov

Bicana and I walked into the fencing room as we got ready to practice. Bicana is really my only good opponent. The rest of these simpletons can't even get the form right.

We were neck and neck till they coached all for a tie. Alot of people misunderstood Bicana, yes she might be a bitch, but trying to win at everything is all she's know.

My siblings and I were naturally good at everything, but my parents didn't try to make us something we're not. Bicana's "winning personalit" is all she knows because that's all her parents wanted her to be.

I turned to the door to see the new students walk in. The Addams family. I stared at the girl with the braided pony tails. She was wearing a black fencing outfit, along with the boy beside her. Apparently, she was my sister's roommate. Her name was Winda.

The boy beside her Wednesday. He was very tall, probably a foot and a half taller than his sister. Both of their skin was pale. They had dark eye bags and showed no emotion.

He was rather dashing. We made eye contact as he walked towards me. Both of their footsteps meeting each other, I felt Bicana walk beside me and scoffed, crossing her arms.

"Oh, you both must be the psychopaths they let in." Bicana said, sarcastically.

I chuckled and elbowed her, "careful now, Ana, you're friends with a psychopath." I said, making her side eye me.

"And, you must be the self-appointed Queen Bee." Winda said. I looked in between the two as Bicana smirked and nodded.

"Intresting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, they drop dead." Wednesday said, bluntly.

I smirked at him and chuckled lowly. Oh, I'm going like this one.

Bicana's eyes widened, and her brows furrowed and glared at the Addams girl.

"Enough chit chat. If you're so good, prove it. You are against me. And your freak of nature brother against my friend."

"EN GARDE!" The coach yelled.

I walked on my side as I got in form. Wednesday went into place, giving me a small smirk. I nodded my head, giving him one back.

Wednesday, and I fought back and forth. Wednesday tried to hit me, but I guarded myself by tapping his shoulder. "No tips, Addams. Let's see what you got."

I tried to hit Wednesday's leg, but I missed as Wednesday doged the hit. Wednesday tried to slice me, but I guarded myself again, knocking him to his feet, slicing his neck.

I looked over to Bicana and saw she cut Winda, too. I chuckled and leaned down to him on the floor, "Red looks delicious on you, my Cobra." I whispered, kissing his cheeks. Making him shock me.

I pulled back with confusion on my face and walked away with Bicana out of the fencing room.

[billdecker]

so yesterday i left the grounds of my flat for the first time since march and stuff happened...

my dentist on the edge of the town centre and is across the road from the town's biggest supermarket, a high school, and the town college so the traffic was mayhem. i was anxiety ridden anyway because of my agoraphobia, general the world outside being Too Much, and my dentist phobia, but being late on top of that sent me to the edge of meltdown. I think it shows that I am very slowly progressing because not too long ago I would've just lost my mind and not be able to go through with the appointment.

got there right on time. bossed my appointment. I still have loads of work to have done but my dentist gave me a good report and said I just need to be more confident brushing my teeth. so I was feeling Very Happy with myself and went to sit in the reception area while my partner sorted out my prescription and next appointment. he helps me to sit down, makes sure I'm calm, and then heads down to the other end of the room. the reception is empty except for me, two women and two kids (age around 14 and 8/9).

the youngest kid then says to her mum in the LOUDEST WHISPER EVER, "she's fat." And yes, I am. I'm a uk30, which is big. I have shit mobility. it's a viscious of circle of that I need to go outside to practice walking again and yet I'm stuck in my flat because of agoraphobia, and the reason I'm so agoraphobic is because I've literally had people point and laugh at me in the street and shout abuse because of my size. this was even before people thought it was okay to film strangers on the street and post it online.

I gave them my best death glare. The mum goes, 'Shhhh!' and the little girl and her sister spend the rest of the time I'm in reception nudging each other, trying to look at me when I'm not looking, and trying not to laugh. I somehow kept it together and avoided another massive meltdown or saying something I regret and being unable to return to the dentist because of embarrassment. My partner came back to me, we left, and then my dad took my partner to the supermarket to get some stuff. I stayed in the car and listened to my dad rant about the us election and bitcoin and had to explain doge to him.

I kept it all in until I got home and then I told my partner and had a good cry. I've tried to focus on the positive in that I got through my appointment with very few tears shed and I'm making good progress on my treatment. I vaguely mentioned it on my IG post I made because I was proud of going outside, and then today my auntie comments and part of her comment is, 'at least you got someone coming home at night.' what the fuck has that got to do with going to the dentist?? i'm sorry your husband died three years ago diane but what the fuck???

usually when I go outside I need weeks to recover from it. i don't have that. next wednesday i am finally going to see my gp to ask for an autism referral. i'm already bricking it. my bff is doing hers through right to choose with an online psychiatry place, and while i'd be seen a lot quicker I don't feel comfortable with using teams things and am wary about being able to express myself through a screen. the downside is if i wait for the nhs then i'll be waiting for years.

that's if my gp agrees. he's a dick. i asked him for weight loss help/psych help with my binge eating and he referred me to a private weight loss group that focused on group bootcamp exercises which why the fuck would i ever go to that when i'm agoraphobic?? the private weight loss people said that my only other option was vouchers for slimming world. they did no one-to-one psych or counselling.

anyway wish me luck for next wednesday. i'm gonna need it for getting out of the flat again with the confirmed fear that i could get actually laughed at and people are no kinder, let alone getting myself referred for an assessment.

[spooky-all-year-round]

If Things Were Different.

Sebastian x Female!Mc/reader

TW: ANGST, major spoilers for late game in Sebastian's story, swearing, Sebastian being an ass (but he feels bad), hints at death, violence, self hate, self doubt, the reader is pissed, you are MC

Dust and debris everywhere, you were sweating from all the fire spells cast to combat the inferi and from the running to doge spells from Solomon. You were kneeling on the ground, trying to catch your breath. Sebastian was to your left and winding up for a spell at Solomon, the lightning energy around his wand gave away his intentions. You cast a quick depulso on Solomon, and in your panic the spell was strong enough to knock him back and he crumpled to the floor, unconscious. Sebastian's spell hit the wall opposite of him, leaving a large crater in it. A few pebbles actually made it far enough to hit you.

"Sebastian what the hell was that?!" Your voice echoed in the cave. Your blood was boiling. He promised! He said no more! How could you have trusted him after he went back on his word before? You were too angry for tears, pure rage had you trembling as your glare met his.

"Why did you stop me? He attacked us! He was going to turn us in!" The look in his eyes made it seem like he was going to curse you next. His non-wand hand was clenching and unclenching. He didn't understand, how could you have stopped him? He was saving you BOTH. Soloman had to be stopped, there was no other way.

A quick glance at Solomon confirmed he was still breathing. You gripped your wand a bit tighter and looked back at him before answering, "I couldn't let you do that to one of your only family members left! You would've -"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO!" His voice was so loud it had your ears ringing. He was blinded by anger over Solomon attacking you both, over the hatred of Soloman stopping his efforts to save Anne AGAIN. The end of his wand was crackling with sparks, his overflowing emotions seeping out through it in the form of pure magic.

"Sebastian please, if I hadn't done that you would've been haunted by your actions forever." You were trying to reason with him, but you should've learned there is no reasoning with him when he's angry. Let alone this angry.

"I thought you were just ignorant, running around with goblins and playing the hero! But now I know you're down right FUCKING STUPID! YOU THINK NOTHING CAN HARM YOU! THAT PEOPLE ARE INHERENTLY GOOD! HE WOULD HAVE GLADLY SEEN YOU DEAD, OR WORSE IN AZKABAN! YOU COMPLETELY DAFT WOMAN." His chest was puffed out, teeth bared and eyes wild.

That struck you. Hard. Playing the hero? Did he think you did what you did for some kind of praise? That you weren't a kind person but just some attention seeking girl wanting a bit of fame? He always praised you for how smart you are but now you were stupid for saving a life? Where the hell did he get off thinking that?! Tears full of anger and pain started filling your eyes.

His words seemed to hit him when he saw the tears gather in your eyes, the look of pure hatred on your face made him sick. "Wait-" but before he could finish Anne came hobbling in, she took out the rest of the inferi with one amazing and powerful fire spell before falling to her knees. Sebastian could only stand numbly as he watched you conjure up stretchers for Anne and Solomon. You got them situated before rushing out, floating the two of them alongside you.

He had done it again, and even worse this time. He allowed his anger to overpower his rational thoughts and he hurt you again. He didn't really think that of you, Soloman might have tried to get you sent to Azkaban but he wouldn't kill you. Another hit. He almost killed his Uncle. You stopped him from murder, and in return he insulted and screamed at you. Merlin, what has he done? He had to make it up to you. He had to apologize, but he had done that before, no he needed to really change. He had to do something big that would prove that he was done with dark magic, and that he never wanted to get this close to being a murderer again.

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It had been weeks, you were avoiding him like the plague. You wouldn't even look at him. He didn't know how you would disappear so quickly or where you might be even going to. Ominis wouldn't tell him either, but Sebastian didn't know if that was to help you or out from really not knowing himself.

It seems that you told Ominis and Anne about the fight that broke out with Solomon. But you left out Sebastian's attempt at murder and skipped straight to you sending Solomon hurdling into the wall out of fear. Solomon seems to have forgotten about the whole incident and was told by Anne and Ominis that he was hit by a stray depulso on accident and hit his head on the side of his home causing a bad concussion. Sebastian sent a letter to Anne swearing that he would never delve into the dark arts again and that he would prove it. He just wasn't sure how. But the answer came to him through Ominis, bless him.

"Don't tell me you're reading that book again." The look of anger and disgust on Ominis' face was evident without Sebastian even looking up.

"I've never read this book before mate. What book are you talking about?" He was genuinely confused. He was looking at potion ingredients and writing down ones that might mix well together to cure Anne's different symptoms, he just needed the one thing to tie them together according to Golpalott's third law to making an antidote. Something new, something no one had tried.

"Don't play dumb Sebastian, the book of dark arts you've been obsessing over!" Ominis had walked over and ripped the book out of Sebastian's hands. But a brief pass over the page with his wand had his eyebrows raised. As if he didn't believe it, he closed the book while using his finger to keep track of the page and waved the wand over the front. "This is...just a regular potions book."

"Yes, I told you I was done with that other book. Look!" He swung himself out of bed and walked around to the foot of his bed. He knelt down and opened his truck before digging straight to the bottom before wrestling the damned thing out from it's hiding place. "I've had it at the bottom of my trunk. I haven't touched it since! I don't want to even look at it." It was true, ever since that day he didn't want to even think of that book. But he didn't know what to do with it so he just buried it in the trunk, hoping to find a permanent place later.

"If you don't want it, then why keep it then? Why not just rid the world of that accursed thing and burn it to ashes?" Ominis sneered at him. He was frustrated, he couldn't believe Sebastian didn't want the book. Not after everything. So if it was true, why was it allowed to continue to exist?

Sebastian blinked several times. Why *did* he not just burn it? Why hadn't he even thought of that? He wouldn't have to find a hiding place. He wouldn't have to worry about it being found. No one could ever be tempted by it like he had been. When he told Anne he had given up the dark arts she was so excited he doesn't think she even thought about destroying it. But now he had the perfect plan on how to prove to you and Ominis that he was no longer going to practice the dark arts! But he needed a bit of help, " Ominis, you're brilliant! I need your help!"

Ominis have him an amused look. "With setting something on fire? I'm sure your well practi-"

"Not with setting it on fire you prat! I need you to get her to meet me in the undercroft. All three of us together." The hope that was reignited in Sebastian fizzled a bit at the small frown that graced his friend's lips.

Of course Ominis knew who he was talking about, getting you to even look at him had become Sebastian's new obsession. Anytime Ominis spent more than 5 minutes with you, Sebastian was on him. Asking how you were, if you said anything about him, if you had forgiven him. It drove Ominis crazy. Yes, he wishes you two could be friends again. Yes, he wanted things to return to normal. But he stood firm on not rushing or pressuring you into forgiving Sebastian. You wouldn't even talk about him anymore, not since the night Ominis found you in the Room of Requirements crying your eyes out. It was then you had admitted to Ominis what really happened, and you had begged him to promise to never mention it to Sebastian, for him to please act like everything was normal. He held you for hours as you had talked through everything and continued to hold you until you had calmed down. He agreed to the promise and was true to his word. But that's when Ominis noticed how quiet Sebastian had become. How now it wasn't Sebastian staying up and Ominis finding him after having a nightmare. Instead it seemed like Sebastian was having them too.

"I don't think she would agree to that, and I will not lie to get her to meet you." His frown deepened, as he ruled out that idea before Sebastian could even pose it.

"You don't have to! Just tell her I have something very important to show you both, and that it will be a good thing. That I want to make amends and show you both how sincere I am about giving up the dark arts...please Ominis." Still on one knee, he pleaded with his best friend. His voice had become a whisper on the word please, in an almost heartbreaking way.

Ominis sighed, knowing it was no good arguing; and praying to Merlin that Sebastian was being honest. All he had to do was ask. Hopefully you wouldn't be angry at him for that if he didn't push you. "Fine. I will ask her. But I don't want you bothering me again if she says no." His tone let Sebastian know that his word was final, he would not waver on this choice.

Sebastian jumped to his feet and pulled Ominis into a hug. "Thank you Ominis! I won't let you down!" Sebastian threw the book into his bag and took off to the undercroft. Ominis sighed again. He guessed that means he had better go find you now.

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Sebastian paced back and forth, opening his pocket watch every once in a while. His nerves only worsened as the minutes passed. What if Ominis couldn't convince you? What would he do then? Could he maybe surprise you when you're alone and burn it then? He was sure you'd tell Ominis you saw him do it. Maybe that would work. But he'd rather do it now and be able to express how sorry he was. His thoughts were cut off at the sound of the gates to the undercroft creaked open. His eyes flickered to the book, it was carelessly tossed on the floor a few feet away so when he burned it he wouldn't get burned as well

His eyes went back to the door way leading to the gate and they landed on you. Merlin you were so pretty to him, even with the prominent frown on your face he couldn't help but stare. How could he have been so stupid to have hurt someone who was so beautiful inside and out. How could he betray someone who did so much to help him? Remembering your smile he wondered how did it not pull him out of that book and steal all his attention.

You turned to him and your eyes finally met his. It had been so long he forgot how intense your gaze could be. His heart fluttered in both fear and attraction. You didn't even say anything, you just raised your eyebrows in a way that asked "well? Why am I here?" He gulped, he was ready to get rid of the book. But now he just had to hope this would be enough. He turned his head, raising his wand, and with a quick flick of his wrist and a shout of "confringo" the book was ablaze. It took only a few seconds for it to be fully turned to ash with how strong he cast the spell. Turning to you he gave a lopsided smile.

"I'm done with the dark arts. I've been researching normal ways to create new potions that might help Anne. Ones that haven't been thought of before! Ominis can tell you, he found me reading the book!" His smile faltered as you continued to glare him down. You turned your head to the blonde and leaned gently against him. Ominis nodded mutely. That stung. You both didn't even need to say anything to communicate.

You turned back to him, your lip curling with anger. "Wonderful. But do you really think that solves everything?" He started to apologize but you pressed on, raising your voice over his. "Do you think that changes or makes me feel better about all you put me through? What you put US through?!" You had gestured to Ominis when you used the word "us".

"Wait, please let me apolo-" Sebastian tried again. But you quickly cut him off.

"NO! YOU don't GET to apologize. You said horrible things at me. You did horrible things, even when we begged you to stop. You were horrible to me! To US! I was just a tool for you to get what you want! You were never my friend! I cared so much about you and I care about Anne. But I am a human too! I deserve kindness too!" Your voice raised loud enough to fill the undercroft, tears were streaming down your face.

He felt sick all over again. Of course this wasn't enough, he had done more than just read the book. He had put you two through so much. He just never realized how much it affected you until now. It never really dawned on him how much he asked of you, how little you asked of him. His eyes started to burn with tears as he sank to his knees. That put a dead stop to your rant, your face changed to shock and confusion. Turning his head down he began to beg. "Please. I'm so," his voice cracked, "sorry. I never meant for anyone to be hurt. I-I didn't mean to make you feel this way. I never knew it affected you so much. I just wanted to save Anne. I just wanted to put my life back together. I was horrible to you both because anytime either of you argued against my ideas... All I saw was Solomon telling me that nothing would work and to give up. That wasn't fair to you both. I can't apologize enough, I will spend my whole life trying to make it up to you, and to prove I've changed...even if you don't give me the chance to show you. You two are so important to me and I can't believe I let some book lead me to harm you two in the ways I have."

The silence was deafening. It seemed too quiet after all your yelling. It pressed in on him, but he never raised his head. Even if he could see through all the tears falling from his eyes, he wouldn't be able to look you in the eyes right now.

"I-" you cut yourself off. Should he dare to hope you'd give him a chance? Maybe even forgive him? Now instead of the crushing silence he heard the blood rushing in his ears, his heart pounding like it was going to jump out and present itself to you. His breath hitched, he was praying to anyone, anything that you would give him just one more chance. Anything, anything at all for him to possibly have you back in his life.

"I just don't know right now." Were the words you finally landed on. Merlin help him.

[lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga]

Chapter 4

Captain  (Levi Ackerman X reader)

WC: 5883

tw: theme of  around the topic of SA ( nothing happens )

Two comrades; humanity’s Strongest and humanity’s Bravest. A bond between Two warriors who have nothing to lose.

A/N: Y���all i didn’t even think anyone would read this buT THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO READS! I was so shocked by how much love the last chapter got so i made y’all a longer chapter and a quick update! OH AND THIS IS THE SONG FOR THE CHAPTER

MASTERLIST

Chapter 3 — Chapter 5

After breakfast, it was another day of training. Y/n had come out of the kitchen and joined the table to eat. Stupid and dumb conversations were passed around just to pass time until training. Once training began everyone would partner with someone, and with that Petra ran towards Levi to ask to be partners and Michael asked you. Today’s training focused on weapon usage, for the most part this was easy. How hard can it be, to use a blade of any kind. You scoff and begin your friendly dual with Michael, sure he did put up a fight, not that it was any good. 

Eventually you have Michael on the ground with the one blade at his throat and the other over where his heart would be. He takes deep breaths in and closes his eyes waiting for you to remove your blades from him. “ Can you remove those things away from me!”

“ Not until you say the words ‘ you win’.” 

He finally does admit it and gets up from his place and walks away all while glaring at you. How dare you insult him. You look over to see that Petra too was already on the ground. You look away and walk towards the wood post to practice your techniques, that is until you hear some footsteps come to a stop behind you. 

“ I'm sure you’re really showing that wood post its place.” Levi speaks.

With that you turn quickly and pull the small dagger from your side latch and swing at Levi. In quick reaction he backs away and doges the swing and pulls out his own knife and jumps forward to go for her neck, but you lift up your arm from under him to push his wrist upward instead of going towards you. Levi doesn’t hesitate to throw a kick to knock out your dagger from your hand and grab it mid air. Taking your weapon and claiming it as his own. That move doesn't stop you from pulling your other knife from the other side and try to go for his abdomen area but before he can go for an attack, you go for a side-flip to end up behind him. 

You hear a crowd behind the both of you cheer and scream. 

“ LEVI GO FOR IT!”

“Y/N JUST GIVE IN!”

“ YOU JUST HAD HER LEVI!”

“ STOP TRYING SO HARD Y/N!”

The chants only getting on your nerve, why is it a praise for Levi but telling you to give in, like you couldn’t do it… You take one last look at Levi before going all in. You charge forward pulling out your sharpen blades from your ODM and swing from your left and right, he too pulls his out and goes all in as well. The fight goes on for another 20 minutes before you have Levi’s neck between both of your blades. Both you and Levi had given one another a couple of scrapes and cuts but it’s not like either of you had noticed. You pull away and lower your weapon, the both of you look at one another with an intense stare before nodding at one another and walking away. 

Dinner does eventually come along and you refused to talk to anyone, so you decided to skip dinner and just head for the shower for the day. You just wanted to wash off everyone’s words and doubts. You had lived your whole life with people putting you down, telling you you’re not strong enough, not good enough, that you try too hard, that you were not wanted.. It was like no one wanted to see you succeed, were you truly not good enough?

You took longer in the shower since you were the only one in there while everyone was at dinner. Taking this time to just dwell in your thoughts and emotions, and hum a small melody and lyrics that come to mind.

“ I finally see myself

Unabridged and overwhelmed 

A mess of a story I’m ashamed to tell

But I’m slowly learning how to break this spell.”

Finally your shower is done and you grab your towel to dry yourself, dress yourself and walk out. Still no one is in sight and you walk back to your bed to wrap your wounds and brush your hair. Your naturally y/h/c wavy hair falls over your exposed shoulder. You wore your ivory off the shoulder long nightgown.  You never had many beautiful things growing up, So when you could, you always saved up everything to buy yourself one small thing every year. And Night gowns were something you adored, to be beautiful even while you sleep.

Firm steps can be heard and you see Levi walk in with his own hair wet.. Wait.. that would mean that he..

“ Didn’t know you could sing.”

You look at him as he rubs his hair with the towel to dry his hair.. 

“ I don’t”

“ Are you saying I was hearing things?”

“ Why ask a question when it’s factual.”

From your bed you notice that he has a few cuts around his arms, you grab your small aid kit and walk over to his bed where he stands. He looks at you with an expressionless face and watches your every movement. You put your hand over his shoulders and push him down to sit on his bed. You pull out the alcohol bottle with some cotton balls to dab his wounds. When you were cleaning your own wounds and couldn’t help but hiss, but he didn’t peep a sound. While you work on his wounds to clean and warp them, your hair falls in front of your face over and over again even when you push it back. 

Levi watches you and he couldn’t help but admire you, It was one thing to see you up close when you were seconds away from killing him, to you sitting before him so beautifully. 

“ You could have done better.”

At his comment you pull the wrap around his wound tighter to which he flinches a bit from the pressure on the wound. “ Keep yapping and my ‘ done better’ will be your life.”

“You wouldn’t have the balls to do it.”

“ you’re right, I don't have balls, but neither will you soon.”

The both of you stay quiet until you're done cleaning and wrapping his wounds, and you get up to walk back to your bed. And place your kit under your bed with all your belongings. From afar Levi continued to admire the way you moved so elegantly and timidly.  He could never understand how you could be two different persons at once. Out in the field you were the girl that would stop at nothing, to take down any and every titan in sight. But when back here you were shy and timid like.. it was like you were afraid, but if what? Levi is brought out of his thoughts of you when you ask him for tea. 

“ what?”

“ Tea, would you like to join me for tea?”

“ If you will have me.”

With that you nod, layer your nightgown with the over cover robe and grab a blanket and walk past him to pass him the blanket; “ Here hold this,I’ll make us the tea.” As he grabs the blanket he smells the perfume of lavender. Did you just apply it? Did you always smell like this? He gets up to follow behind you as you lead the way, – “ They’re still in the dining hall” Levi mentions.

“ I’m aware, you can go outside and lay the blanket out, I’ll bring us the teas.”

“ No you’re in your nightgown, I’ll make the tea and you can go wait.”

“ I’ll be fine Levi.”

“ I won't repeat myself” He passes the blanket to you, “ Go outside I’ll make the tea, what would you like?”

“ Peppermint, please.”

With a nod he turns to go towards the dinning hall to grab the both of you your tea. Everyone is still chatting away but are quick to notice Levi. 

“ Where did you head off Levi?” Amane asks 

“ To shower”

“ Are you making tea? Can I have one?” Michael asks.

“ No” 

“ Then why are you making two?”

Levi doesn’t answer any other questions besides make the tea and walk outside, that is when he sees y/n sitting with her legs bent to the side and both her hands folded over her lap. 

“ Your peppermint tea.”

“ Oh, thank you.” You grab your warm tea cup from his hand and use it to keep your hands warm. Levi sits beside you with his cup at hand as well, “ So why outside?”

“ The sky is beautiful tonight.”

“ I don't recall hitting your head today because the sky looks the same.”

“ No, the stars are loud tonight.”

Levi can’t help but turn to look at y/n with a stoic look. What is she on about? The night sky always reminded him of his lonely nights as a child, with no one to care for him. 

“ The stars speak… they speak to me when no one else will.”

“ and what am I exactly doing here then?” Levi asks still very confused by her statement.

“ When I was little, all I had were the stars and the moon. They never left me.” You smile and look up at the stars before you and look at how the shine for you. 

“ why didn’t you have anyone?”

“ because they all left me… look over there it’s Pegasus’s constellation!” You point at the cluster of stars in the night sky. Levi tries to see where you point cut can't see it. 

“ i just see stars.”

“ it’s right there!” You point again, but get closer to Levi to see it from his point of view. “— see its right there, just tilt your head to the left. Do you see this larger and brighter stars? Connect them.”

Levi follows your instructions and then Begins to see the constellation that you were speaking of. He looks up but can’t help but look over slightly to see you smiling at the sky. But what catches his attention is the small tear that falls from your eyes.  Why were you crying? Did something remind you of a sad moment? But you let out a sudden soft laugh and you bring up your tea to take a sip. You hadn’t moved away from Levi in fact you leaned your head to almost lean against his shoulder. 

Levi was never one for physical contact but somehow the warmth that radiates from your body is what was comforting.

“ why did you snap when we were training?” The question that’s been bugging Levi finally came out. 

“ I-I— I don’t know..”

“ you’re a terrible liar.”

“I just… everyone was just saying I was I should just give in.. like they had no hope in me..”

“ If you continue to doubt your own capabilities, you’ll chase the approval of others. What I’m saying is, I don’t know why you give a shit.”

“ I just do.”

“  well.. you shouldn’t, not like anyone actually stays to care.” He mumbles, thinking about everyone that has left him.. from those he cared for, to those he trusted, all gone and left him behind.

“ I stay, I Always stay, and I will always Care.”

“ don’t be so naive y/n, it’s easier to detach yourself from that mentality than be disappointed when it’s not reciprocated.”

“— I will never expect anything in return, as you said people come and go.. but I will not be one of them.”

“ and when you die on one of the expeditions, you’ll be eating your words in your grave.”

 The both of you bask in the silence of the rest of the night, just surrounded by the breeze around you. Sometimes you’d look over to Levi and see him deep in thought, eyebrows scrunched together, lips in a tight line. Levi too would do the same, but instead your face was beautifully sad. It was like the moon, beautiful and bright to stare at but dark and lonely on the other side. Eventually the both of you decided it was time to head to bed, to which you grab your cups and walk back inside. The sleeping quarters were already dark and silent, meaning others had already gone to bed. With that you’re both at your own beds and not giving the other person another glance.

The next morning at breakfast was normal, until Petra decided to ask you in front of everyone where you had gone last night. With no response you continue on with your meal not wishing to entertain anyone’s comments. 

“ What about you Levi, wish to tell us where you went last night with your cups.” Michael asks with his mouth half full.

The both of you not responding and avoiding the rest of them. Why were they so nosey, heaven only knows but you were never one for questions, let alone answering pointless questions. 

“ There you two are! Erwin and I need you both in the office, we have some things we’d like to discuss with the both of you. Follow me.” Hanji approached us and grabbed our shoulders. Without a second word to the group the both of you walk and follow Hanji to Erwin’s office. The new plan or job is explained to us and to say your baffled is an under statement.

“ You want us to bring a live titan here?” you ask in shock.

“ yes!! How exciting I know and I thought who better people to give the job to than the both of you! I mean granted, my whole squad will be joining but i decided to take you both into my squad for this assignment.” Hanji exclaimed with joy, but you were still to understand where her joy was coming from..  

“When do we leave?” Levi asks Hange from besides you.

“ Tonight, and don’t tell your other comrades, we don’t need an uproar of concerns.”

With that the both of you are on your way out of the office, walking side by side to the ODM gear room. Oh how you hated doing your double checks on your gear since it always took forever. But then you had Levi who was doing everything in super speed.

“ didn’t realize we were competing.” you huff as you 

“I would just pick up my pace then.”

You shake your head and turn back to your gear and make sure everything is filled and sharpened to your liking. Eventually you get up to leave and just gather your things, from an extra pair of clothing and a blanket. Some have begun asking you where you were going, but you didn’t say anything. The night rolled in and everyone was asleep.. That was when you knew it was time to go, you met the others. 

“ Wait, what are they both doing here?” Someone asks in the crowd, and Hange jumps in.

“ Oh they’ll be joining us! I said why not have are most talented join us, they’ll be the ones to capture some titans!” 

Some mutters are heard about our abilities but Levi and you don’t give much mind to it. The travel itself wasn’t long but the wait for a titan was, the whole group had found its resting base and started preparing and resting up. Once you’ve settled your horse you returned back to where everyone sat around the fire. You had brought your blanket with you and wrapped it around yourself as the weather began to get colder as winter approached. 

You see Levi sitting besides some others and there’s a small space besides him, with a deep breath in you walk up until you sat besides him. 

“ About time you showed up, a titan with no legs walked faster than you.” Levi scoots over to provide you with more space.

“ Sorry, I’m just tired.”

Levi lifts his head and looks at you, “ Tired.. Hmm, and we haven’t even started the mission.”

“ Yeah, I know.. I just feel so worn out, l guess my body being on constant adrenaline is getting to me.” 

“ What adrenaline, not like we’ve been doing anything the past couple of days.” Levi turns his gaze towards the flame in front of you. 

“ I don’t remember the last time my body wasn’t under adrenaline.. I just- I just feel like I'm in a constant state of internal panic or something..”

With that Levi doesn’t respond back, not entirely sure how to respond without either insulting you by accident or being sarcastic, so he picks the safest option and stays quiet. You just listen to everyone besides you speak about whatever it is, just letting their buzzed voices calm you down. 

But you’re brought out of your state of blankness when you sense a small shiver besides you, you see Levi curl his arms inwards towards his body under the hooded cape to provide some warmth. Without a second thought you throw over half the blanket that was once warped around you over his shoulders.

“ Here.” you whisper as you adjust the blanket to make sure he’s covered enough.

“ I’m fine, keep the blanket for yourself.” he throws off the blanket. 

“ you’re cold..”

“ I’m fine.”

“ Just share it with me.” You throw the blanket over him again.

“ I don’t need it.”

“ Your body says otherwise.”

“ And I’m telling you what I want.”

“ Please just take it.”

“ Y/N i said n-”

“ Levi, just take the damn blanket.” You throw the blanket over him again and grab his hand for him to hold on to the edge of the blanket. 

Levi gives you this shocked look before going back to his regular stoic face expression.

“ Trouble in paradise?” someone from across the circle laughs.

“ sounds like it.” another laughs

Oh how you hated people who mock you.. Letting your intrusive thoughts kick in, you kick dirt toward the flame, in the process the flame goes out. 

“ Hey! Why did you do that!”

“ YOU idiot it’s freezing!” are the couple of complaints that you hear.

You pull your blanket closer to you and bring your knees towards your chest allowing you to conserve more body heat. Levi feels the small tung on the blanket from his end, making him scoot closer towards you and give in a bit to your tug. 

“ sounds like a personal problem.” you whisper to yourself ignoring everyone else. Levi besides you breathes out a silent scoff before shaking his head and just copying your position. The rest of the night leads to silence and the bonfire being lit up again. Hours pass and you have passed out from exhaustion that you had previously mentioned, but you’re awakened from your slumber when you feel some type of weight land on your shoulder. That is when you wake up and see that Levi’s head fell on your shoulder and he was sound a sleep. You also notice that the blanket hangs loosely over his shoulder, so slowly do you reach over to bring the blanket back around his shoulder again.

But from that moment on you stayed up all night, unable to fall asleep with the weight of Levi’s head on your shoulder. Morning rolls in and everyone begins waking up and that’s when you felt Levi stir in his sleep and he slowly lifts his head before jumping away in shock. 

“I - why didn’t you wake me up!”

“ Why would i do that?”

“  Because I- wait, you look like shit, did you not sleep?” 

“ No.”

“ How will you stay alert if–” Levi is cut off when 2 other comrades appear with their horses, “TITAN INCOMING!”  Without much time everyone is flying through the air with their ODM gear to get on higher ground. You and Levi both land across one another on different trees waiting for the titan to come through. Your adrenaline levels are kicking in more than they already are.

“ deploy to formation! REMEMBER IT NEEDS TO BE ALIVE!” Hanji shouts from somewhere. 

The Titan runs through the trees and you go sweeping in before anyone else and you went for its eyes to blind it. You hear Levi scream at you something like “ Damn it Y/N!” and he goes in for the wrists. The titan screams in pain and then begins trying to go use its mouth to try to chomp on something or should you say you.  You’re quick to then go for its mouth. It can't bite you if its lower jaw is hanging or missing. In one quick motion, the moment it open it’s mouth again you fly forwards and angle yourself in a way to drag your blade from the inner corner of it’s mouth cutting through the muscle and down to the side of where jaw join meets. That’s when you see Levi mirror your action and cut through the other corner. Eventually the both of you reach a lower level and go for its ankles to cut them off, bringing the titan down. The other squad members shoot out the capture wires to tie the titan down. 

You finally stop and catch your breath, feeling your body about to crash. 

“ Y/N DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH, WHY DIDN’T YOU WAIT FOR ME!” Levi stands in front of you speaking with a furious tone. You just look at him feeling your body giving in to the exhaustion phase completely, and in one quick moment you fall to your knees, but before you could hit the ground Levi catches you.

“ Hey, y/n better start explaining what's wrong with you.”

You take whatever energy you can to try to lift yourself up and push Levi off,” I’m Fine.”  but you Fail horribly and fall back into his arm.

“ Hey stop it, don’t be an idiot, you obviously need my support.” He holds on to you tighter and pulls you up and warps your arm around his. 

Hanji comes over and wraps your other arm around her shoulders and helps Levi, but given the height difference between the two individuals it becomes rather uncomfortable for you. You muster up any strength you have left and pull yourself off the both of them, “ I said I’m fine” You whisper in anger, holding yourself up and walking away from them.

 While you make your way back to camp base and you reach your destination, you sit yourself down with your knees bent and arms resting over them, with your head laying over your arm. You Let out quiet cries, just from how frustratingly tired you were. 

*FLASHBACK*

“ Please leave me..” you whisper out a cry. But the men before you didn’t care much for your cries. Like every night these were men that came in and out of the building where you lived. These men would take a girl to a room, but the women would always tell you to never let any of those men come near you. But no matter what you did, every night you had to try to get away from them. 

“ Why are you crying? We’re not going to hurt you, we just want to have a little bit of fun.” one of them coos reaching to push your hair away from your face. That is when someone barges through the doors.

“ GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!” a voice screams from the doorway pushing through the men reaching for me taking me away from the men. She was Kuchel, The woman who made you who you are today. She was one of the prostitutes in the underground, but at the time you didn’t know what that meant. She was your mother’s best friend, Your mother passed while giving birth to you, so you never met her. But Kuchel was your mother in your eyes, she always made sure you were washed, fed and taken care of. You live in the prostitution house with many other women who helped raise you.  Your mother’s room became your room of living, but many of your mother’s clients, once they knew that she had a daughter, the disgusting men did all that they could to find you. 

“Are you okay? Did they hurt you, they didn’t touch you did they.” She checked every inch of your body, making sure you were okay. You whisper a “ I’m okay” mistaking your K with a T.

“ Here, let’s go, you can stay in my room tonight.. I won't be here because I need to go home, but I’ll lock the door okay?” She asks as she leads you to her room. You knew she had a kid and that’s why she never stayed here with you.  Sometimes you wished you could go with her and live with her, but you were not her kid, and you already knew what it meant to be a burden.. 

“ Here you go, you’re all tucked in.” She smiles at you, “ Remember, to always stay alert.. You should be fine okay, If anything happens always remember to scream okay.. And here, I’ll put a knife under your pillow, okay? If anyone touches you where I told you they’re not supposed to, or they hurt you.. Use it okay, I wont be mad.”  She combs your hair, trying to sooth you. 

You give a weak nod and the next think you knew she was out the door and you hear a small *click* of the door. There was nothing to be seen in the dark room, all you could do was stay alert, listen for any sound.. watch for any movement. And from that day on you always were alert, never to let your guard down. 

*END OF FLASHBACK*

You sat there just crying silently like you did as a kid. Just hoping that maybe you’d eventually cry yourself to death and you could sleep for once. Not having to worry about anything..

“ Hey y/n, what happened back there.” You hear Levi question as he walks towards you. As the boot hits the grass beneath it, you can sense he’s about 50 meters away from you. 

 “ Nothing.” You bite back with a hint of anger in your voice. Why does everyone have to ask the obvious questions?

“ It sure as hell didn’t look like nothing back there, did you break your ankles or forgot how to stand.” He bites back. 

You stay in your position and stop crying , blinking a few times to get rid of any tears that could cause your eyes to become more red than they already are. Once you’re ready , you stand up and walk towards where you had your belongings and pull out your extra pair of uniform and towel. 

“ I saw a small pond over there, I’ll go  freshen up, do me a favor and watch out for me.” You begin walking toward the location as you hear his footsteps follow you. 

“ So are you going to tell me what happened back there?” He asks, waiting for your response. But you keep to yourself and reach the pond. 

“ Turn around please, I need to undress.” you instruct him as you give him your towel and clean uniform to hold for you.

You hear him huff and mumble a few things under his breath but he listens. You begin removing your uniform and dip yourself into the pond, the water itself is clear and freezing! You begin using the small rag you brought and scrub yourself with it, removing any blood or dirt from your skin. Unclean.. Filthy.. Disgusting.. 

You dip your head back to get your hair wet as well, you grab the small bottle that held the oils for your hair for a wash. And you rub it in before rinsing it out. 

“ I can’t sleep, I try but since I was a little girl I was told to always be alert..because when you sleep, or unaware, that’s when people take advantage of you.” you answer his previous question.

“ I’m sure you’ve proven you can protect yourself.” 

“ If I’m sleeping then I can't protect myself in time.”

There’s a momentary sliance between the both of us before he speaks again, “ Is that why you were awake today, because you thought I’d hurt you?” 

“ No, it was because you were sleeping, I had to be the one to be alert for both you and I. To protect both of us if need be.” with that you get out of the pond and ask for your towel, to which he hands out to you, still facing away. 

You dry yourself and wrap your hair in the towel and ask for your uniform, and begin layering yourself with the undergarments you had hidden in your uniform. Once you’re all dressed you tell him that it’s his turn to wash up. 

“ I didn’t bring an extra uniform y/n, I’ll just wipe myself off later.”

Not taking a no for an answer as you always do, you push him towards the pond and point at the rock for him to sit. you tell him to remove his ODM gear just in case you might get water on it. Once he’s all sat you dip the rag you used in the pond and scrub off any remaining dirt from your usage and then begin cleaning his face. 

“ i can clean myself.” Levi goes and grabs the rag from my hand, but in quick reflex my other had goes and takes it from him just as fast.

“ You can’t see yourself, you’ll miss a spot.” You continue to wipe his face and around his ears. 

“ Your hair has some blood.. That needs to be washed, get on your knees and dip your head into the water, I’ll wash it for you.” you point towards the pond waiting for him to follow you command. 

“ No.” Levi protests getting up from the rock he sat on to walk away but you stand up straight and push him back to sit down on the rock, only not realizing how hard you pushed him. Levi tumbles back over the rock and begins to fall towards the pond, you try to grab him before he goes into the water, but then he pulls you with him instead.

“LEVI!”

“Don’t put the blame on me, you’re the one who pushed me.”

“ You didn’t have to pull me with you!

“Blame yourself y/n.” 

Levi then takes my shower oil and washes his hair and we both get out of the pond soaking wet, carrying our ODM gear. The walk back wasn’t too bad, besides the soggy clothing we wore. The rest of the other members had already arrived back to base and were getting their meals. 

“ what happened to both of you?” Hanji asks us with a small laugh in her tone.

“ A small accident, how is the research going, section commander?” Levi asks, diverting the question. 

“ Oh it’s great! A bit of a biter, but so far with the damage you both did, not like it as much to bite.” Hanji claps. 

The both of you nod and head to get your serving for the night and sitting in front of the fire, hoping it will dry your clothing in some way. The sky does turn into the beautiful dark that it is, with the stars shining as always. 

“ You should go to sleep.” Levi speaks besides you as he looks up at the same sky that you stare at.

“ I told you i can’t, and we–”

“ Go to sleep, I’ll stay up for you. I’ll make sure you’re safe, just sleep.” 

“I’m fine Levi You can–”

“ y/n I will not repeat myself, put yourself to sleep or I’ll do it for you, and i’m not talking about tucking you in.” Levi gets up and grabs the blanket you had used the night before and throws it in your direction.

“ Go to bed, we leave tomorrow morning.” With that Levi goes back to sitting besides you with one leg stretched out and the other bent where he rests his arm over. You throw your blanket over yourself but throw the other side over Levi's knee. He looks down at where the blanket covers him now and back at you. You use your hood and make it into a makeshift pillow before laying down and closing your eyes.. He’ll watch out, You can trust him, He won't hurt you are the last things you think of before you completely pass out. 

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Chapter 3

Warnings: None. However, future chapters will contain sexual content so readers that are under the age of 18 may have to skip those chapters (However they are very few so those under the age of 18 can still read a majority of this book. However please keep note of the warnings).

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 made the next day about who was going to go and get Harry in three days time.

"I'm going." I said, picking up a piece of toast. "So's Uncle Moody, Tonks, Dad, Kingsley, Elphias Doge, Dedalus Diggle, Emmeline Vance, Sturgis Podmore, and Hestia Jones. What?" I asked, looking up as everyone in the kitchen was staring at me.

"Nothing." Kingsley said, smiling broadly. I glared at him.

"I know perfectly well you didn't foresee yourself with us Elizabeth." Dad said calmly, sipping some of his tea.

"How would you know?" I asked lightly, buttering the toast and sticking in my mouth.

Dad gave me his death glared and I merely shrugged.

"Oh, I don't think you should go." Mrs. Weasley said anxiously, serving the rest of the table food. "It could be dangerous."

I rolled my eyes when her back turned and said, "I don't foresee any danger Mrs. Weasley."

Dad decided he'd let me come in the end which was fabulous news. Mrs. Weasley refused to talk to him. Sirius grumbled about it since he wasn't coming.

We left three nights later for Harry's house. There was a whole plan- we were going to fly. And also we'd have someone shooting off sparks in a firework like manner about when we should take off and such. We apparated to his house and entered through the back door.

"Where is he?" Uncle Moody growled in my ear.

"Upstairs." I whispered back. "They locked him in his room."

Moody led the way. I heard a crash and spun around. "Sorry." Tonks whispered. She'd broken a plate. I pushed ahead but Moody grabbed me arm and growled at me to stay behind him. I rolled my eyes but did as told. I was just glad dad had let me come along.

We crowded around by the bottom of the stairs. I leaned against the wall casually while Moody flicked his wand at the door I'd pointed at. It creaked open. I heard bed springs as though Harry was getting up off his bed. Then he appeared at the top of the stairs, his wand raised, looking down at us.

"Lower your wand, boy, before you take someone's eye out." Uncle Moody growled.

"Professor Moody?" Harry asked in an uncertain voice.

"I don't know so much about 'Professor' never got round to much teaching, did I? Get down here, we want to see you properly."

Harry lowered his wand but didn't put it away nor did he move.

"Oh this is stupid." I blurted out.

"Elizabeth?" Harry asked, more excitedly, "That you?"

"Sure is." I said brightly.

"We've come to take you away." Dad said.

"P-Professor Lupin?"

"Why are we all standing in the dark?" Tonks asked. "Lumos."

I was grinning broadly up at Harry who grinned back down uncertainly. Dad was also smiling though Uncle Moody looked grouchy. I think it was his resting face.

"Come on down Harry." I said.

Harry finally came on down the stairs.

"Ooh, he looks just like I thought he would. Wotcher, Harry!" Tonks said excitedly.

"Yeah, I see what you mean, Remus." Kingsley said. "He looks exactly like James." His eyes briefly met mine and I looked away. Dad and Dumbledore were right. It was getting very difficult for me to play off not being Lily's daughter when I looked so much like her.

"Except the eyes. Lily's eyes." Someone else said. I flinched.

"Are you quite sure it's him, Lupin? It'd be a nice lookout if we bring back some Death Eater impersonating him. We ought to ask him something only the real Potter would know. Unless anyone brought any Veritaserum?" Uncle Moody growled.

"It's him." I said confidently.

Harry put his wand in his back pocket as he came down the steps.

"Don't put your wand there, boy! What if it ignited? Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!" Uncle Moody growled.

I giggled as Tonks asked in interest, "Who d'you know who's lost a buttock?"

"Never you mind, you just keep your wand out of your back pocket! Elementary wand safety, nobody bothers about it anymore. . ." Uncle Moody growled, starting to stomp back into the kitchen. Tonks rolled her eyes and he growled, "And I saw that!"

The others followed Moody into the kitchen except for Dad and I. "How are you?" Dad said, holding his hand out.

Harry shook it, "F-fine. . ."

I grinned at him and when he let go of dad's hand, he pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm- you're really lucky the Dursleys are out. . ." he mumbled.

"Lucky, ha! It was me that lured them out of the way. Sent a letter by Muggle post telling them they'd been short-listed for the All-England Best-Kept Suburban Lawn Competition. They're heading off to the prize-giving right now. . . Or they think they are." Tonks said.

"Don't grow a big head over it." I teased.

"We are leaving, aren't we?" Harry asked anxiously, following me to the kitchen. "Soon?"

"Almost at once. We're just waiting for the all-clear." Dad said.

"Where are we going? Elizabeth mentioned no ones at the Burrow." Harry asked.

I grew red as dad glanced at me and said, "Not the Burrow, no. We've set up headquarters somewhere undetectable. It's taken a while. . ."

"Shut up about me." I hissed at him very quietly. "I wasn't supposed to say anything."

Uncle Moody was sitting at the kitchen table. His magical eye was spinning in all directions.

"This is Alastor Moody, Harry." Dad said.

"Yeah, I know." Harry said, sounding a bit uncomfortable.

"And this is Nymphadora-"

"Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus. It's Tonks." Tonks said with an exaggerated shudder. I giggled.

"-Nymphadora Tonks, who prefers to be known by her surname only." Dad finished, ignoring Tonks, and I giggled again.

"And this is Kingsley Shacklebolt- Elphias Doge- Dedalus Diggle-" Dad said, pointing around the room.

"We've met before." Dedalus said excitedly, dropping his top hat.

"Emmeline Vance, Sturgis Podmore- and Hestia Jones." Dad finished. Harry nodded awkwardly at each one and I punched his arm.

"Lighten up." I said.

"A surprising number of people volunteered to come and get you." Dad said, looking at Harry and reading his mind almost. His lips twitched and I smiled full out.

"Yeah, well, the more the better. We're your guard, Potter." Uncle Moody growled.

"We're just waiting for the signal to tell us it's safe to set off. We've got about fifteen minutes." Dad said, glancing out the window. I was looking around with interest at the house. Not because I'd never been in a Muggle house- but simply because this could've been where I lived if Dumbledore and Hagrid had known I existed before my parents were murdered.

Tonks was also looking around, a bit in disgust and also curiosity, "Very clean, aren't they, these Muggles? My dad's Muggle-born and he's a right old slob. I suppose it varies, just like with wizards?"

"Er-yeah- Look-" Harry started but I shook my head at him but he ignored me and turned to dad. "What's going on, I haven't heard anything from anyone, what's Vol-?"

"Shut up!" Moody growled while multiple wizards and witches hissed.

"What?" Harry asked, a bit defiantly.

"We're not discussing anything here, it's too risky. Damn it." Uncle Moody said angrily. "it keeps sticking- ever since that scum wore it-" He popped out his eye. I shuddered, more thinking about the person who'd worn the eye than the idea of popping it out.

"Mad-Eye, you do know that's disgusting, don't you?" Tonks asked.

"Get me a glass of water, would you, Harry?" Uncle Moody asked, ignoring her.

I didn't watch what Harry did because I knew he didn't want people looking at him. I heard water filling a cup and then there was a plop as Moody dropped his eye in the glass and said, "Cheers. I want three-hundred-and-sixty degrees visibility on the return journey."

"How're we getting- wherever we're going?" Harry asked.

"Brooms. Only way. You're too young to apparate, they'll be watching the Floo Network, and it's more than our life's worth to step up an unauthorized Portkey." Dad said. Trang and I had done side-along apparation. I was sure it would be fine if Harry did it but I didn't argue. Perhaps there was a different reason.

"Remus says you're a good flier." Kingsley said. I glanced at dad and then Kingsley in curiosity as dad checked his watch and said, "He's excellent." Dad saw I was looking and said, "Elizabeth's decent too Kingsley." Then to Harry, he said, "Elizabeth needs a compliment every five minutes to stay happy." I scowled at him.

"Do not!" I said defiantly.

Kingsley smiled. "Well, we will see your flying today, won't we?"

I pushed Harry and said, "Let's go get you packed, coming Tonks?"

The three of us trooped up the stairs and Tonks commented once again on the cleanliness of the place, "Funny place, it's a bit too clean, d'you know what I mean? Bit unnatural. Oh, this is better." She added when we entered Harry's room.

I wrinkled my nose. Books were scattered across the floor and his trunk was open with clothes spilling out of it. "His Aunt is a compulsive cleaner. Harry did not inherit this trait." I said. I dumped Harry's trunk out so everything scattered on the floor and started grabbing his books and lining them up in neat stacks in the trunk and then in lightning fast speed, started folding his clothes and shoving them in. Harry stared.

"How'd you learn to do that?" Harry asked, watching me fold his shirts, pants, and robes with my hands and shove them into the trunk.

"Practice." I said matter of factly. I shoved the lid of the trunk down. "Go with pink Tonks." I said without looking up. "It's a better color for you."

Harry watched as Tonks scrunched up her face and her hair changed from violet to pink. "How did you do that?" He asked, gaping.

"I'm a Metamorphmagus. It means I can change my appearance at will. I was born one. I got top marks in Concealment and Disguise during Auror training without any study at all, it was great." Tonks said, I laughed.

"You're an Auror?" Harry asked, sounding impressed.

"Yeah. Kingsley is as well; he's a bit higher up than I am, though. I only qualified a year ago. Nearly failed on Stealth and Tracking, I'm dead clumsy, did you hear me break that plate when we arrived downstairs?" Tonks said, viewing her hair in the mirror.

"Can you learn how to be a Metamorphmagus?" Harry asked her, straightening up and abandoning on the packing. It was all right, I was nearly done.

"Bet you wouldn't mind hiding that scar sometimes, eh?" Tonks asked with a chuckle.

"No, I wouldn't mind." Harry mumbled, turning away.

"Well, you'll have to learn the hard way, I'm afraid. Metamorphmagi are really rare, they're born, not made. Most wizards need to use a wand or potions to chance their appearance Are we almost done packing?" Tonks asked anxiously at the end.

"Done." I said, snapping the trunk closed.

"Thanks Liz." Harry said gratefully.

"Tonks, could you clean out Hedwig's cage?" I asked, "I'd do it myself but dad would have a fit if he found out I was doing magic."

Tonks point her wand at the cage and said, "Scourgify. Well that's a bit better. Right- got everything? Cauldron? Broom? Wow! A Firebolt! And I'm still riding a Comet Two Sixty." Tonks said enviously.

"I'll buy you one for Christmas." I said with a grin. "Got your wand Harry? Both buttocks still on?"

Harry grinned, "Nah, it's detached."

I giggled. I felt lighter than I had all summer.

"Locomotor Trunk." Tonks said, pointing her wand at Harry's trunk. Harry's trunk hovered in the air and Tonks carried followed it down the stairs.

In the kitchen, Uncle Moody had replaced his eye which was spinning so fast I thought if I tried to follow it, I might get dizzy. Meanwhile, much to my amusement, Kingsley was examining the microwave. Dad was sealing a letter that he had apparently written to the Dursleys.

"Never seen a microwave before Kingsley?" I asked, amusement in my voice the entire time.

He looked at me with his grave eyes and said, "So that's what this is called? You had one?"

"Sure." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Had to make my own meals somehow. Dad didn't trust me with a stove until I was ten. So I microwaved meals up till then when need be."

"Excellent." Dad said looking at Tonks and Harry. "We've got about a minute, I think. We should probably get out into the garden so we're ready. Harry, I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry-"

"They won't." Harry said.

"-That you're safe-" Dad continued.

"That'll just depress them." Harry said in the same stoic voice.

"- and you'll see them next summer."

"Do I have to?"

I giggled. Dad smiled but didn't answer.

"Come here, boy. I need to Disillusion you." Uncle Moody said gruffly to Harry, beckoning him to come over.

"You need to what?" Harry asked.

"Disillusionment Charm. Lupin says you've got an Invisibility Cloak, but it won't stay on while we're flying: this'll disguise you better. Here you go-" Uncle Moody said and hit Harry on the head with his wand. I giggled again as Harry became see through- like a chameleon.

"Nice one, Mad-Eye." Tonks said appreciatively.

"You look better already." I said with a grin.

"Come on." Moody said, unlocking the back door and we trooped out. "Clear night. Could've done with a bit more cloud cover. Right, you, we're going to be flying in close formation. Tonks'll be right in front of you, keep close on her tail. Lupin'll be covering you from below. I'm going to be behind you. Elizabeth'll be right next to you. The rest'll be circling us. We don't break ranks for anything, got me? If one of us is killed-"

"Is that likely?" Harry asked, shooting me a panicked look and I rolled my eyes.

"- the others keep flying, don't stop, don't break ranks. If they take out all of us and you survive, Harry, the rear guard are standing by to take over; keep flying east and they'll join you." Moody continued, ignoring Harry.

I bit my lip so I didn't laugh.

"Stop being so cheerful, Mad-Eye, he'll think we're not taking this seriously." Tonks said, strapping Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage to her broom. At this, I did laugh.

"I'm just telling the boy the plan. Our job's to deliver him safely to headquarters and if we die in the attempt-" Uncle Moody continued.

"No one's going to die." Kingsley and I said at the same time.

"Mount your brooms, that's the first signal." Dad said sharply as red sparks were shot up into the air. I mounted my broom, getting ready to kick off. I couldn't wait to fly. I grinned over at Harry who grinned back nervously.

"Don't worry." I said with a wink, "I won't let you die." my lips twitched into a smile and Harry laughed a little.

"Second signal, let's go!" Dad said and Harry and I kicked off of the ground immediately, shooting upwards faster than the others. They were still on the ground by the time we were twenty feet in the air.

I did a twirl on the broom to get into the mood and Harry was smiling broadly, looking the happiest he'd been since the last twenty minutes. Tonks soon caught up to us and got in front of Harry and I drifted farther away on his left side.

"Hard left, hard left, there's a Muggle looking up!" I could hear Uncle Moody shouting from behind. Tonks swerved and I followed, my movements swift and smooth. "We need more height. . . Give it another quarter of a mile!"

The cold started to penetrate into my skin and I noticed Harry's eyes were watering from the cold. I had closed my eyes. I didn't need to see to fly. I flew closer to Harry and heard him laugh, though barely, over the whooshing wind. I could however, hear everyone's robes flapping in the wind.

"It's amazing! Isn't it?" I shouted over the wind and I opened my eyes just enough to see that he nodded.

"Bearing south! Town ahead!" Uncle Moody shouted.

We soared right. I looked down, my stomach dropping though not from fright. I could see the little pinpricks of light that made up a town. I did another spin on my broom.

"Elizabeth! Stop having fun!" I heard Uncle Moody shout from below. I giggled but the sound was lost in the wind. "Bear southeast and keep climbing, there's some low cloud ahead we can lose ourselves in!"

"We're not going through clouds! We'll get soaked, Mad-Eye!" Tonks called angrily from the front.

I laughed again, wanting to dive. But I followed Uncle Moody's instructions to the dot. I could see the others, Kingsley, Dedalus, Emmeline, swooping around Harry in circles. So stupid. Nothing was going to go wrong.

"Turning southwest! We want to avoid the motorway!" Uncle Moody shouted. We swooped left. It was very hard trying to keep a speed so that I didn't pass Tonks. After about fifteen minutes, Uncle Moody shouted from below, "We ought to double back for a bit, just to make sure we're not being followed!"

I laughed out loud. That was so Uncle Moody.

"ARE YOU MAD, MAD-EYE!" Tonks screamed from the front. "We're all frozen to our brooms! If we keep going off course we're not going to get there until next week! We're nearly there now!"

I drifted closer to Harry and said, "Trang and I have been working on cool broom dismounts. Can't wait to show you the one I've been working on."

Harry grinned at me and shouted, "Can't wait to see it then."

"Time to start the descent!" Dad said from somewhere behind me. "Follow Tonks, Harry."

I wished I was warmer, as I went into the dive. Harry trailed behind me to watch the dismount. I got closer and closer to the ground. Tonks landed but I kept going and at the last moment, I jumped off the broom, doing a backflip, landing, and catching my broom in my hand. Then I swung it over my shoulders as Harry landed.

"So?" I asked with a smile. He looked a bit shocked, "What'd you think?"

"Could've broken your neck!" Dad scolded me, landing. "I hope that's not what you and Trang have been doing on the weekends."

"It is." I said.

"Brilliant." Harry said earnestly.

"You do fly well." Kingsley said with a grin.

"Where are we?" Harry asked, but Dad quieted him.

Uncle Moody was rummaging in his pockets, his hands clumsy with cold. I watched on, amused.

"Got it." He said, raising something aluminum colored from his pocket. "Borrowed it from Dumbledore." When he clicked it, all the lights on the street went out. "That'll take care of any Muggles looking out of the window, see? Now, come on, quick."

I took Harry's hand and we followed Uncle Moody from where we had landed and up to the apartment complex. I noticed Dad and Tonks were carrying Harry's trunk between them and I grinned. Of course, I had seen Tonks in a vision in my third-year. The witch who was going to marry my dad. I was quite glad of course. I'd love to have her as a mother.

"Here." Uncle Moody said, thrusting a piece of paper into Harry's hands. "Read quickly and memorize."

I, of course, could already see the apartment complex but Harry couldn't.

"What's the Order of the-" Harry began to ask and I squeezed his hand.

"Not here, boy! Wait till we're inside!" Uncle Moody growled.

Harry looked at the houses, looking from number eleven to number thirteen. I laughed and nudged his shoulder.

"Think about what you've just memorized." Dad muttered in his ear.

A moment later, Harry was gaping and so I knew he must now be able to see Number 12 Grimmauld Place. "Come on." I said, pulling him up the steps.

The others followed behind us and I took out my wand and Dad grabbed my arm, stepping past me. He drew his wand and tapped the door once. The door creaked open after multiple metallic clicks.

"Get in quick, Harry." Dad said, prodding him. "But don't go far inside and don't touch anything."

Harry followed me in and we waited in the the hallway. Uncle Moody was the last to come in- after putting the lights back on out in the street- and rapped Harry on the head again and the Disillusion charm was raised.

"Now stay still, everyone, while I give us a bit of light in here." Uncle Moody whispered.

I pulled Harry's arm so I could whisper in his ear. "The portraits scream if too much noise is made. We have to be very quiet because it's very hard to get them to shut up."

Harry nodded as there was a soft hissing noise and the lamps in the hallway turned on. Harry glanced around at the peeling wallpaper and the threadbare carpet. "It's not the best," I whispered in his ear, "But no one would expect us here."

Mrs. Weasley was heading down the hallway and I stepped into the shadows, sure I was going to get into the meeting this time. Dad didn't seem to have noticed where I'd gone- he and Tonks were setting Harry's trunk down.

"Oh, Harry it's lovely to see you! You're looking peaky; you need feeding up, but you'll have to wait a bit for dinner, I'm afraid." Mrs. Weasley said as she hugged him. "He's just arrived, the meeting's started. . ." My heart leapt. Severus was here.

The wizards and witches that had been with us started to file into the room. Tonks went ahead eagerly. Uncle Moody had already stomped into the room. Dad's eyes swept the room and I held my breath but he didn't seem to see me because he walked down towards the room. Harry went to follow and I slipped past Mrs. Weasley.

"No, Harry, the meeting's only for members of the Order. Ron and Hermione are upstairs, you can wait with them until the meeting's over and then we'll have dinner. And keep your voice down in the hall." Mrs. Weasley said. I knelt near the door, but didn't go in. From where I was kneeling, I could see Severus, Sirius, Dad, and Kingsley.

I retreated into the shadows and hoped that Uncle Moody's eye couldn't do as well for finding people in the shadows. Mrs. Weasley had led Harry upstairs and so, for now, I could hear what was happening.

". . .Lord is still laying low, of course. . ." Severus was saying, "It's going to take a lot to get him to reveal himself to the Ministry."

"He's not after Potter anymore then?" Uncle Moody growled, "That's hard to believe."

Severus's cheeks lightly turned pink but he said, "Hard to believe, but there's a reason for it if-"

"He's after Elizabeth." Dad said, running a hand over his face.

"Yes." Severus said coolly. "The Dark Lord believes it will be easier to get to Elizabeth than Potter. Then if he utilizes her visions he'll be able to get to Potter."

Mrs. Weasley swept down the stairs now and hurried into the room and closed the door shut. A moment later, Ginny came down the stairs with some dungbombs. She threw one at the door but it was repelled before it could hit the door. She sighed in disappointment and said, "Did you hear anything good before mum closed the door?"

"Well." I replied bitterly. "Voldemort isn't after Harry anymore, instead he wants me to use my visions to get to Harry, isn't that nice? Wonder if dad or Sirius will even tell me afterwards or if they'll just keep me in the dark to 'keep me safe'?"

Suddenly, above us, a voice exploded shouting, "SO YOU HAVEN'T BEEN IN THE MEETINGS, BIG DEAL! YOU'VE STILL BEEN HERE, HAVEN'T YOU? YOU'VE STILL BEEN TOGETHER! ME, I'VE BEEN STUCK AT THE DURSELEYS' FOR A MONTH! AND I'VE HANDLED MORE THAN YOU TWO'VE EVER MANAGED AND DUMBLEDORE KNOWS IT- WHO SAVED THE SORCERER'S STONE? WHO GOT RID OF RIDDLE? WHO SAVED BOTH YOUR SKINS FROM THE DEMENTORS?"

"Hmm." Ginny said thoughtfully. "I should go up and see why he's so angry."

"Okay." I said with a grin and as she went up the stairs, I pulled out my extendable ear. Imperturbable Charm. Hard counter-charm but I could do it- I was angry enough. I had to think about it for a second over Harry yelling, "WHO HAD TO GET PAST DRAGONS AND SPHINEXES AND EVERY OTHER FOUL THING LAST YEAR? WHO SAW HIM COME BACK? WHO HAD TO ESCAPE FROM HIM? ME!"

I muttered something and tapped the invisible barrier. I took Ginny's dungbomb and rolled it at the door. This time, it hit. I slipped the extendable ear under the door.

". . .he's upset." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Yes." Severus sounded amused.

"BUT WHY SHOULD I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON? WHY SHOULD ANYONE BOTHER TO TELL ME WHAT'S BEEN HAPPENING? NO, YOU KNOW WHAT, AT LEAST ELIZABETH WOULD TELL ME SOMETHING BUT YOU TWO SAID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING."

"That sounds like Elizabeth." I heard dad mutter. "I wonder how much she told him exactly."

"CANT'VE WANTED TO THAT MUCH, CAN YOU, OR YOU'D HAVE SENT ME AN OWL LIKE ELIZABETH. BUT DUMBLEDORE MADE YOU SWEAR- WELL ELIZABETH DIDN'T SEEM TO CARE ABOUT THAT, DID SHE?"

I wished that they would stop listening to what Harry was yelling and talk about other things. Uncle Moody cleared his throat and growled, "Someone's at the door."

I nearly yanked out my extendable ear except Mrs. Weasley said, "I put the impertuable charm on it, even if someone got close to the door, they can't hear anything."

"Good thinking." Uncle Moody said.

"Maybe you should check it." Dad said wearily, "in case Elizabeth somehow managed to take the charm off."

I yanked the extendable ear off, quickly muttered the charm for the impertuable charm and then leaned against the wall some feet away, looking amused.

Kingsley opened the door as Harry shouted, "I SUPPOSE YOU'VE BEEN HAVING A REAL LAUGH HAVEN'T YOU, ALL HOLED UP HERE TOGETHER-"

"What do you know?" Kingsley said, "It is you."

I rolled my eyes. "I can't hear anything, someone put the impertuable charm on the door." I looked up the stairs. "I think Harry stopped shouting. Bye." And I stalked off and went up the doors. I heard Kingsley chuckle before closing the door.

Annoyed, I headed upstairs into Harry's room. Fred and George were already in the room. "Anyway Harry, you're interfering with reception. Extendable Ears. We're trying to hear what's going on downstairs." Fred said to Harry.

"You want to be careful. If mum sees one of them again. . ." Ron said.

"It's worth the risk, that's a major meeting they're having." Fred said. "Find anything out Elizabeth?"

I opened my mouth but the door opened again and Ginny came in and said, "Oh hello, Harry! I thought I heard your voice. It's no go with the Extendable Ears, she's gone and put an Imperturbable Charm on the kitchen door."

"How d'you know?" George asked in disappointment.

"Tonks told me how to find out. You just chuck stuff at the door and if it can't make contact the door's been Imperturbed. I've been flicking Dungbombs at it from the top of the stairs and they just soar away from it, so there's no way the Extendable Ears will be able to get under the gap." Ginny said. "But Eliza did overhear something when mum took Harry upstairs."

Fred, George, and Harry all looked at me eagerly.

My face soured, "Before I tell you, you have to promise not to bring it up with anyone else outside this room. I'm waiting to see how long it takes Dad or Sirius to tell me."

"Well alright." George said quickly. "Spit it out now."

I checked the door and hallway but no one was out there. "The door was still open, they were expecting Mrs. Weasley to come back. Professor Snape said that Voldemort isn't after Harry anymore-"

"Then who is he after?" Hermione asked. Everyone but Harry had flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name.

"Me." I stated. "According to Snape, Voldemort believes I will be less protected. Therefore, he will try and get his hands on me and use my visions to get to Harry unless there is an easier way. Severus also said it's going to take a bit of work for Voldemort to reveal himself to the Ministry. He's in hiding. Another death or disappearance will announce he's back. He has to work very, very, carefully now."

"Elizabeth, that's super dangerous." Hermione said anxiously. "Oh, I can't believe he's after you."

"Just don't tell anyone that we all know, okay? I really want to find out if they are every going to tell me."

"Ought to be fun." George said with a roll of his eyes. "I love it when you fight with your dad." I picked up Ron's shoe and flung it at George.

"Wait." Harry said, "So, Snape's here?"

"Yeah." George said. "Giving a report. Top secret, but obviously not anymore, Eliza's found some stuff out."

"Git." Fred said.

"He's on our side now." Hermione said reprovingly.

"Doesn't stop him from being a git. The way he looks at us when he sees us. . ." Ron said. I blushed, thinking of the way Severus looked at me.

"Bill doesn't like him either." Ginny said.

Harry turned to me, "You and your dad have been fighting?"

"Feels like every day." Fred said. "She wants in the meetings, he wants to keep her out. She thought maybe Sirius would tell her something but he's keeping his mouth shut. She's been having anger fits. I think its called something like 'growing-up' and becoming rebellious."

"I don't like fighting with him." I said angrily. "If he'd just let me know something-"

"So Bills here?" Harry said quickly. "I thought he was working in Egypt."

"He applied for a desk job so he could come home and work for the Order. He says he misses the tombs, but. . . there are compensations.." Fred said with a smirk.

"What d'you mean?"

"Remember old Fleur Delacour? She's got a job at Gringotts to eemprove 'er Eeenglish-" George started.

"-and Bill's been giving her a lot of private lessons. Elizabeth's jealous." Sniggered Fred. I threw Ron's other shoe at him.

"Am not." I snapped.

"Charlie's in the Order too, but he's still in Romania, Dumbledore wants as many foreign wizards brought in a possible, so Charlie's trying to make contacts on his days off."

"Couldn't Percy do that?" Harry asked. "I mean, I know Liz mentioned Percy wasn't here in a letter, is he out too?"

The Weasleys and Hermione exchanged dark glances and I shook my head.

"Whatever you do, don't mention Percy in front of Mum and Dad." Ron told Harry in a tense voice.

"Why not?" Harry asked in curiosity.

"Because every time Percy's name's mentioned, Dad breaks whatever he's holding and Mum starts crying." Fred said.

"It's been awful." Ginny said sadly.

"I think we're well shut of him." George said.

"What's happened?" Harry asked again.

"Percy and Dad had a row. I've never seen Dad row with anyone like that. It's normally Mum who shouts. . ." Fred started and trailed off.

"It was the first week back after term." Ron picked up the story. "We were about to come and join the Order. Percy came home and told us he'd been promoted."

"You're kidding?" Harry asked in awe.

"Yeah, we were all surprised because Percy got into a load of trouble about Crouch, there was an inquiry and everything. They said Percy ought to have realized Crouch was off his rocker and informed a superior. But you know Percy, Crouch left him in charge, he wasn't going to complain. . ."

I snorted, "Yeah well no one picked up I was under the Imperius curse either so it's really not that easy to pick up."

"So how come they promoted him?" Harry asked as Ginny put a soothing hand on my arm.

"That's exactly what we wondered. He came home really pleased with himself- even more pleased than usual if you can imagine that- and told Dad he'd been offered a position in Fudge's own office. A really good one for someone only a year out of Hogwarts- Junior Assistant to the Minister. He expected Dad to be all impressed, I think." Ron said.

"Only Dad wasn't." Fred said bitterly.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"Well, apparently Fudge has been storming round the Ministry checking that nobody's having any contact with Dumbledore." George said.

"Dumbledore's name's mud with the Ministry these days, see. They all think he's just making trouble saying You-Know-Who's back." Fred said.

"Dad says Fudge has made it clear that anyone who's in league with Dumbledore can clear out their desks." George said.

I loved the way the twins could always finish each others thoughts and sentences.

"Trouble is," Fred was saying, "Fudge suspects Dad, he knows he's friendly with Dumbledore, and he's always thought Dad's a bit of a weirdo because of his Muggle obsession-"

"But what's this got to do with Percy?" Harry asked confused.

"I'm coming to that." Fred said, a bit annoyed. "Dad reckons Fudge only wants Percy in his office because he wants to use him to spy on the family- and Dumbledore."

"Bet Percy loved that." Harry said with a low whistle.

"He went completely berserk. He said- well, he said loads of terrible stuff. He said he's been having to struggle against Dad's lousy reputation ever since he joined the Ministry and that Dad's got no ambition and that's why we've always been- you know- not had a lot of money, I mean-" Ron said a bit awkwardly.

"I know." Ron said because Harry made a face of surprise. I think it was called surprise Pikachu face or something like that. I snorted and Ginny hissed like a cat. "And it got worse. He said Dad was an idiot to run around with Dumbledore, that Dumbledore was heading for big trouble and Dad was going to god own with him, and that he- Percy- knew where his loyalty lay and it was with the Ministry. And if Mum and Dad were going to become traitors to the Ministry he was going to make sure everyone knew he didn't belong to our family anymore. And he packed his bags the same night and left. He's living here in London now."

"Shit." Harry muttered under his breath.

"Mum's been in a right state. You know- crying and stuff. She came up to London to try and talk to Percy but he slammed the door in her face. I dunno what he doesn't if he meets Dad at work- ignores him, I s'pose."

"But Percy must know Voldemort's back." Harry said slowly. "He's not stupid, he must know your mum and dad wouldn't risk everything without proof-"

"Yeah, well, your name got dragged into the row. Elizabeth's too." Ron said, shooting Harry a furtive look. "Percy said the only evidence was your word and Elizabeth's visions and. . . I dunno. . . he didn't think it was good enough."

"Percy takes the Daily Prophet seriously." Hermione said tartly and we all nodded.

"What are you all talking about?" Harry asked, looking at us.

"Haven't- haven't you been getting the Daily Prophet?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Not cover to cover. If they were going to report anything about Voldemort it would be headline news, wouldn't it?" Harry asked defensively.

"Yes." I said tartly. "But since he hasn't done anything, there won't be a headline. But they don't flat out come and put your name in the headline either. They slip you in. The news reporters are building on Rita Skeeter's crap."

"But she's not writing for them anymore, is she?" Harry asked, looking confused.

"Oh no, she's kept her promise- not that she's got any choice. But she laid the foundation for what they're trying to do now." Hermione said, sounding a bit smug.

"Well, they're writing about you as though you're this. . . deluded attention-seeker." I spat out nastily. "Building on how like you were fainting at school and all that crap. They just slip in snide comments like 'a tale worthy of Harry Potter'. Or if there's an accident they'll write, 'let's hope he hasn't got a scar on his forehead or we'll be asked to worship him next-"

"I don't want anyone to worship-" Harry started hotly.

I talked over him, raising my voice. "- which is just complete bullshit because everyone worshiped you when you had no idea who you were. It's just a bunch of crap. They're making you out to be a person who shouldn't be believed. And of course, there was nothing about the dementors. No one wants the public to know that the dementors tried to attack you."

"Do you know who might've sent them?" Harry asked eagerly.

"I think, at least my gut is telling me, it was someone from the ministry." I said thoughtfully. "Someone high up to get you to use magic so that they have a chance to expel you. That's the whole reason we all kept telling you not to use magic- even me though I knew you were annoyed about hearing it. We didn't want to give them a chance, but its happened and we'll have to wait now. . . I'm going to go downstairs. I have a small hidden place. I want to see if I can overhear anything more."

I darted out of the room and crept down the stairs and waited in the shadows. I watched as the wizards had attended the meeting came out. Moody and Kingsley were among them and I was a bit disappointed that they wouldn't be staying for dinner.

Severus was in the middle of the crowd and I darted forward and touched his hand and then went into a room across the hallway. Being very careful so no one saw him, he slipped into the room with me and shut the door behind him.

He turned on the lights and pulled me into him. I kissed him, ecstasy filled my veins, and I forgot I was supposed to be angry.

"I suppose you want to know about the meeting." He muttered as his lips went to my throat. My mind was trying to work properly and all I said was, "mm."

He chuckled, his words vibrating against the hollow of my throat. "I expect your father will tell you."

"And if he doesn't?" I said, finding a bit of anger again, though the ecstasy flared up again as his lips trailed down my chin, finding my lips again. The tip of his tongue touched my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth as he kissed me again.

"Then I'll tell you the next time I see you." He said, pecking my lips.

"Good." I said. "I have to go to dinner." I said, pressing my lips to his again, fingers threading through his hair to clutch him to me tightly. "See you later."

He swept out of the room and out the door. He didn't look back as he closed the door behind him. Dad, Tonks, and Mrs. Weasley were magically locking the door from behind. The others were coming down the stairs and Mrs. Weasley said, "We're easting down in the kitchen. Harry, dear, if you'll just tiptoe across the hall, it's through this door here-"

I darted forward and grabbed the umbrella stand as Tonks tripped over it. She fell with a thud but it wasn't the loud crash that would've happened if I hadn't caught the umbrella stand.

Mrs. Weasley sighed in relief, "Thank you Elizabeth." she said as I made the umbrella stand stand upright. I helped Tonks from the floor.

"Yeah." I said. I was going to retort something else but decided against it and we headed into the kitchen.

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𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 !!

pairing: scaramouche x gn! reader

genre: angst because i feel like it 💀

xtra !! notes: (UNDER CONSTRUCTION) lowkey wanted to write it for xiao but i can't tell which is more popular, xiao or scaramouche, and then i realized that they're both pretty popular so i opted to go for scaracoochie because i love me some angst with the purple-haired shortie bitch . reader is gender-neutral (they/them pronouns), characters are in middle school (around 13-14) . ps, inspiration is from a whisker away, i just re-watched it and I CRY EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE THIS SCENE WAHHH ＞︿＜ | (part 2) & (part 3; finale)

IT WAS ALWAYS HIM. HIM AND THAT cold snappy attitude. he was always on your mind. would he like you? would he accept your confession? all these thoughts swam in your head as you tapped the tip of your mechanical pencil against the clean sheet of paper. finally, you twirled your pencil upright in your hand and started scribbling furiously.

by the time you were done, you checked your alarm clock to find that it was almost midnight. crap, you thought. hope i don't wake up late tomorrow.

licking the edge of your envelope, you sealed it and placed it into your mathmatics book and tucked it away into your backpack for tomorrow morning.

⋆★⋆

"gooooood morning, scara!"

scaramouche braced himself, pausing in his tracks as he waited for your attack. it didn't come. he blinked, taken aback as to why today you hadn't decided to tackle him in your (very-much) public display of affection.

"you seriously need to give up on him. he's made it very clear he's not into you," lumine said as the two of you passed by him, bonking you on the head with her bag.

"ow! okay but seriously-" your voice trailed off as you caught him staring. with a huff, he quickly turned his head away from her and waited for the sound of your voice to move farther away from him.

"they really are ultra gaga and eccentric," ajax said, hefting his school bag over his shoulder as he bumped sides with the shorter male."

"just shut up," scaramouche muttered, pushing past him to go up the stairs to their classroom.

by the time he'd got to his seat, he saw you from the corner of his eye, standing at the side, a few desks away from him, clutching onto a pink envelope.

before you or he could say anything, a blue-haired boy came up from behind you and snatched up the envelope from your grasp.

"well, well, well, what do we have here?"

"give it back, kaeya!" you yelled, lunging for it, but missing by an inch and landing on your stomach onto the surface of a desk. lumine also tried to make a grab for it, but he quickly doged it.

"is this a love letter? for scaramouche?" he sighed dramatically, putting a hand over his face. "god, you really don't know when to quit, do you? it's honestly getting real pathetic watching you try and get close to him, when we both, when we all, know he isn't into you."

those words brought out tears in your ears as you tried another feeble attempt at grabbing the letter from his hands. he simply side-stepped and went towards the teacher's desk, waving around the letter.

"i say i read it out-loud for everyone to hear so we can finally be done and over with this!" kaeya declared, smirking triumphantly when several other people cheered him on. you could only watch, eyes glaring hole into his petty gaze. scaramouche could see your shoulders shaking, either with anger or something else, he couldn't tell.

"give it back, you moron! it's not for you!" you said, standing up and going over to the desk. "you have absolutely no right to make fun of my feelings! just who do you think you are?"

kaeya blinked at you, as if taken aback by what you'd said, but nonetheless, he still tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter.

"let's see what we have here, shall we?" you reached for it again but he raised it up high as he skimmed through the letter with his eyes. he laughed when he was finished, staring at you with those annoying blue eyes of his. "oh my, you seriously put your whole heart into this, didn't you? that'll just make it even more pathetic when he rejects you."

"hey, dude, stop, this isn't cool," ajax interrupted from his desk, standing up. kaeya merely ignored him, flattening out the creases in the paper before reading aloud.

"dear scaramouche. you see, all these attacks that i've done on you is to just show how much that i care about you!" kaeya put his hand on his chest for emphasis, batting his eyeslashes at scaramouche, who glared at him before trying to grab the letter from him as well. kaeya dodged, going down the row of desks as he continued reading.

"you think that nobody cares about you, not even your own friends, but i care about you. so, so much." lumine lunged forward, hands outstretched to rip the paper from the boy's hands. he side-stepped again and lumine landed in a pile on the floor.

"i wrote this letter because i wanted to tell you just how much i love you. you and me, we're practically the same! i'm sure we were meant to be."

finally, scaramouche stomped over and tore the letter out of kaeya's hands, shoving past him, his shoulder bumping against the taller male's.

"rejection time! rejection time! rejection ti-!!" kaeya yelped as you shoved the desk he was kneeling in front of, watching it topple over on its side and crush him down to the ground. "ow- ow- help-" he reached a hand up shakily.

"scaramouche, i-" you turned to face him, but this wasn't scaramouche. this wasn't the normal guy you'd seen him as out of everyone' gaze. his back to you, his hands clenched around the letter slightly, the paper crinkling softly as he did so.

"do you have any idea how much you've embarrassed me just now?" he said quietly, eyebrows furrowing in anger. "you didn't even bother considering my feelings, did you? of course not." his fist closed tighter and tighter around the paper.

"i-i'm sorry, i just- you and me, we're a lot alike than you think and- i understand your problems-"

"shut up. shut up, shut up, shut up!" he turned around, his violet eyes now filled with anger and bitterness when they used to be full of serenity and peace. "you will never understand me! you don't even know me!" scaramouche crunched your letter into a ball, squeezing it tigher and tighter in his fist. "everyone just heard that. everyone. i can't believe you did that to me. i really hate pushy people like you." as he said that he uncrinkled the letter and ripped it in half, letting go of the two halves and watching the pieces of paper flutter to the ground. "i hate you. so, so, much."

"w-wha-?"

"didn't you just hear me? i said i hate you!"

a few moments of silence passed, and scaramouche's shoulders, which were shaking with anger, finally relaxed a bit.

"oh. i see then." he turned around to face you, mouth open, most likely ready to yell at you again, but he faltered, eyes widening slightly. you smiled at him, lips quivering as you did so, tears pooling in your eyes. "you hate me that much, huh?"

"y/n, i-" he seemed at a loss of words, which was pretty ironic since he was literally just telling you off a few minutes ago.

"w-well, that's just too bad, isn't it?" you mumbled, mostly to yourself. turning on your heel you slowly staggered down the rows of desks before breaking out the door and running, your shoes slapping loudly against the tile floors.

"y/n! wait up!" lumine ran after you, but not before stomping on kaeya's hand in the process. "die, you idiot!"

scaramouche stared at the doorway of the classroom where you once were standing and then down to the pieces of your letter. from the two halves, he made out three words: i love you!

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a / n !! - well how bad was that? i legit didn't know how to end this so i just ended it right here before i made this into some television drama 💀 like i said, it was heavily inspried by a whisker away (2020), which i recently re-watched on netflix because i was going through a phase ♪(^∇^*) anyways, it sounds a lot like that scene from the movie, and apologies if it seems like i copied way too much, but i tried...

[heartofwritiing]

Beach Duel

Paring(s): Edmund Pevensie x fem!reader

a/n: okayy, so this has been in my drafts for about two years… i know… but i saw it in docs recently and decided i wanted to finish it so here it is!! enjoy!

warning(s): fluffyy, sword fighting, banter, short and sweet, me trying to write a sword ‘fighting’ scene, my mistakes

A cool breeze mixed with the smell of salt washed over my face. The sun was beaming its rays against my skin, slowly it would turn to a light pinkish color burning my skin. I laid with my elbows digging into the sand, Susan sat beside me her legs crossed her face looking down at a book she was reading in her lap. Her younger sister Lucy stood a few feet away, her long red dress swayed in the wind as she walked along the beach collecting shells. Their brothers Peter and Edmund were closest to the water practising their sword skills.

The metal clashed together with each swing I watched as Peter doged a jab that would have pierced his stomach. Edmund blocked when Peter swung towards his legs

Edmund caught my gaze and in a split second he was on the floor Peter standing above him laughing in victory.

“Your form is better but your concentration is poor,” Peter remarked, holding his hand out for his brother who was on his back in the sand.

Edmund glared back at his older brother. He stood back on his feet dusting his shoulders off before getting back into first stance. They were back to clashing swords until Edmund was on the ground again. I giggled at him being so easily distracted and he moved his gaze over to where I was.

“And what is so funny princess?” Edmund wondered. Even though I was a queen Edmund always called me princess, it was the nickname he gave me when we first met. Peter was now looking in my direction as he helped Edmund up again.

“Oh nothing, just that you can't stay focused to save your life,” I sassed. “I could honestly last longer in a fight than you.” I smirked.

He crossed his arms and gave me a smug look.

“Is that a challenge?”

I got up from the sand and dusted my dress off and stalked towards him at the shore line and placed my hands on my hips. “I challenge you, King Edmund the Just to a duel!” At this point all his siblings were staring at us watching our exchange and a slight blush came to my cheeks. I held my hand out for him to shake and he took it.

“What does the victor win?” He asked.

I thought for a moment then smiled.

“If you win I'll kiss you,” I proclaim and his smirk grows wider. “And if i win you have to go to the next revel in your trousers.” Susan and Lucy began a fit of giggles a few feets away from us and Edmund shook my hand firmly.

“Deal.”

“What are the terms?” he asks.

“Frist person to be disarmed loses.” I state.

He nods and Unsheathed his sword from his holster once more. Now that it was set Peter held out Rhindon to me and I took it and nodded appreciatively. I positioned myself in a readying stance as Edmund did the same, We both smirked at one another and then the duel commenced. I Lunged forward and I swung my weapon to his right shoulder and Edmunds sword clashed with mine. He then Pushed back against my blade pushing me back and the metal creating a clank sound when they came into contact once more. We continued taking hits and blocking them simultaneously so I decided to change it up a little and kick under his legs and cause him to fall back. I heard Lucy and Susan cheer me on as Peter shouted at Edmund to get up. He didn't drop his sword yet so he got back up and dusted the sand off himself. I gave him a smug look and he glared back at me playfully.

He approached me swiftly and our swords met again and we pushed against each other.

“So this is how were going to play?” his face inches from me in between our crossed blades. I didn’t answer and spun on my heel, my hair and dress flaring with my movement.

When he was laying against the sand his sword fell from his grip and I stood over him with the tip pointed under his chin.

“I win.” I proclaim. Susan and Lucy clapped and cheered and I looked up to see them jumping up and down which was a mistake. Because when I looked away from Edmund it gave him the chance to sweep my legs and drop Peter’s sword. Once I hit the beach Edmund was pinning me to the floor. He leaned down his face inches from mine.

“What was that about distractions?” he teased.

“Oh shut up.” I snorted.

He grinned and leaned down to kiss me softly. I sighed into the kiss and reached my hand up to thread through his hair. We forgot his siblings were watching us for a moment but Once we heard a clearing of a throat We pulled apart to see an impacinet Peter giving us an annoyed look. I blushed furiously and Edmund got up off me and offered me his hand and I took it. He pulled me up swiftly and placed a hand around my waist. Peter kneeled down to get his sword and slide it back into the holster.

“Well done Y/N,” Peter Congratulates. I always held Peter in such high esteem for his courage and selflessness, so getting a compliment from the magnificent was nice.

“Hey! What about me?” Edmund Proclaimed.

“Only Y/N gets to be praised for such a performance.” Peter teases his younger brother and throws his arm over your shoulder as you all walk towards Lucy and Susan. Edmund still has his arm around your waist and rolls his eyes at Peter for his comment.

“Ha, ha,” the just king says dryly. “but you're right, she was brilliant.” Edmund marveled.

[lily-blackstone]

That Time I Found Out My Grandma Was A God: 3 Archons Idiots

So the Archons find a way to come to your world and that's when you find out that your grumpy old grandma who lives in the middle of butt-fuck no where is actually an ancient god.

Also, I've never actually played Genshin thanks to ✨N o S p a c e✨ so forgive me if the characters are slightly OOC, I mainly only know shit about the Archons so I'm gonna write about them because I randomly got this idea while reading SAGAU fics. Don't judge me, I know you've fantasised about characters from a fandom you're not part of purely due to the fact they look hot.

Also I'm new to Tumblr so if I make some dumb mistakes please have mercy. Also, the characters aren't yandere and this isn't really a Cult AU it's more like the creator is just connected by soul to the universe and it's people so the people do like make offerings and shit but it's not mandatory. Also, this is kinda just a crack fic which I plan on turning into a series so-

TW: Swearing, Hot Grandma

(Also, did any of you catch the reference in the title? And no it's not supposed to be a reference to "That Time I Reincarnated as a Slime")

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You were just paying your grandma her monthly visit and after a lengthy drive and getting lost in the forest. Oh yes, your grandma decided she wants to live in a random-ass forest in the middle of butt-fuck no where all by herself. No red flags. Finally, you found the neat little two story cabin your grandma lives in and parked you car in the front.

You got out and were about to go up to the door when suddenly the door is almost torn off its hinges as three weird looking individuals come flying out and crashing into your car. You had just barely doged and were thankfully unscathed. But unfortunately, you couldn't say the same for your poor, poor, innocent, young car... Not even a moment later your grandma came stomping up to the door, yelling "AND STAY OUT, YOU FREAKS!-" She was about to slam the door when she noticed you. Before you had the chance to question what in fucks name was going on, one of the three people rose up "Oh C'mon your Grace! We haven't bothered you for a whole century! Won't you plleeeaasseee come back? Just for one day? For the anniversary of the day Teyvat was created~?!"

You finally got a good look at the weirdo and realised they looked an awful lot like Venti. A cosplayer maybe? But what the hell was he talking about?! You turned to your Grandma, confused "Uhh... Grandma...? Mind explaining?" Granny was about to say something when 'Venti' interrupted her "Oh wow! Are you her Majesty's grand child! Hello! It's so nice to meet you! I'm Venti or Barbatos! The Anemo Archon!" He said, shaking your hand violently. Suddenly your grandma grabbed him by the collar and threw him into a tree, leaving you stunned. Somehow though, he got back up as if nothing happened. Granny scoffed "I put up with Teyvat's shit for thousands of years! Let me enjoy my retirement!" "Your self-proclaimed retirement..." the odd man resembling Zhongli corrected but shut up with a glare from your grandma. "Um, Grandma, please explain what the fuck is going on!" you demanded again and your grandma sighed before grabbing your arm and pulling you into her cabin.

After serving you both tea she went on to explain how she's a God and that Teyvat is actually real and she created it and how one day she just got sick of putting up with Teyvat's nonsense and decided to retire with no warning and live as a mortal in some random-ass orphaned universe. Where she found a random-ass kid on the side of the road and adopted it who then went on to grow up and find another random-ass kid on the side of the road (you) and adopt it.

To prove it she transformed into her original form and...

Damn...

GRANDMA WAS SMOKIN

...

You wanted to bang your head into a wall

So after all that you bid your grandma goodbye, still very shaken up and when the door closes and you turn around...

You see the three Archons sitting patiently in front of the stairs leading up to the cabin door. They're all staring at you and you feel like there's something you're supposed to do but have no idea. Finally Venti is about to speak but is quickly interrupted by Ei who politely bowed her head "Miss/Sir [Name], we would like you to convince your grandmother to please return to Teyvat... If even for a few hours... We just wish for her to see how much has changed in her absence and to bless the land for the Ceremony held in celebration of the day Teyvat was born..." she finished and you didn't exactly know what to say "Umm.... Listen... She's reeeaallyyy mad right now thanks to you guys and I REEEAALLYYY don't wanna get beat with a sandal right now so-" You dash to you car only to remember its unfortunate demise.

And you're also stopped by Venti... "I know! We could live with you and slowly convince her to come back!" you blink.

" W h a t "

And that's how your life with Momma Ei, male-wife Zhongli and the dumbass 'tone-deaf bard' started.

[demon-girl-2004]

Smite Sun wukong X reader

Gender is not specified

Romantic ….kinda

Warning it’s long

The only thing he can remember from that day was you dragging him out of the center of an awful battle, at first the battle had been in yours and his favor however one wrong move on his part caused all of that to shift. You ended up having to drag him out of the fight before he got himself injured, after all the two of you were fighting gods and just because you’re immortal doesn’t mean you can’t be injured. Tho wukong was nowhere near happy when you pulled him away from the fight, however he did end up thanking you after the two of you had been able to find and end the people that you had been fighting together. “I owe you” was one of the few things he said after he had calmed down that day.

Currently the two of you are traveling together to find the next battle for the both of you while having a friendly conversation, “i have mastered seventy two earthy transformations, seventy three seemed… excessive ``''really?” you laughed slightly as you looked up at the tall man before you. “Yes, I mean I mostly use my tiger,OX and eagle forms anyway so there's no point in learning more in my opinion.” you raised an eyebrow “ in my opinion there's always a point to learning more” wukong looked down at you with what could only be described as a playful glare as he used the tip of his cudgel to nudge your side causing you to laugh. “Don’t go getting smart with me now, I am the great sage!” you rolled your eyes. “Really? You’re the great sage?” you taunted as you looked wukong up and down “ i could have sworn you were Hun batz '' a sly smirk spread across your face as wukong stopped walking and stared at you in disbelief. You laughed as you looked back at him “what? Did I say something?” you asked in between your laughs. Wukong gave you a shocked look “you think you’re funny?” you laughed as you turned to run away, but that didn’t do you much good as Wukong grabbed you by your clothes and lifted you up into the air before you could even get a single step away from him. You kept laughing as he held you up and looked at you “ you think you’re funny for that?”. You force yourself to stop laughing “No of course not,” you roll your eyes and smirk “I think i am HILARIOUS”. Wukong rolls his eyes and drops you to land on your feet, you giggled as you looked up at wukong “Hun batz is an odd little fellow, how could anyone mistake him for me?” . you rolled your eyes and kept on walking “relax i am simply joking-” Wukong suddenly grabbed your shoulder, stopping you in the middle of your sentence and from walking away. You gave him a slightly concerned look as his grip on your shoulder got tighter. You were about to ask him what was wrong but the sound of a rustling bush forced you to bring your focus to your surroundings. You looked around and slowly moved your body into a defensive stance and waited…wait for a sound…a movement…anything but it was dead silent. But the two of you knew better than to let your guard down, so you both continued to wait and stay still and then-

SMASH

You dogged as a drunken Bacchus attempted to belly flop onto you but thankfully you were able to doge in time. You quickly moved yourself to Wukong's side and looked around to Hera and Zeus as well “well looks like they were planning a sneak attack! And your sharp senses foiled it” wukong snorted “ like that would have ever worked had i not noticed”. You smirked at wukong and got into an offensive stance while wukong stood tall and firm, there was no fear in either of you of the fact that it was three on two “ you’ve all got a lot of nerve trying to sneak up on me in the middle of my conversation” wukong spoke. Hera smirked and rolled her eyes as she spoke up ``sun wukong i think it’s about time you learned that you are nothing compared to the gods of olympus”. Wukong threw Hera a nasty glare as he lifted his cudgel off of his shoulder and held it straight on the ground “you do talk big, don’t you little immortal?”. There was no hesitation or long stand off you all jumped in head first into the battle. Wukong started off with one of his 72 transformations, specifically his OX and charged straight at Zeus sending the king of olympian gods flying.

However, it would not take long before Zeus would recover so Wukong chased after him. This left you to deal with Hera and Bacchus, thankfully due to Bacchus being drunk off his ass Hera was constantly having to save him. This allowed you to use this against them and successfully take the two of them out. You stood over the two gods that laid unconscious on the floor. “ Wukong was right, the standard’s for immortal’s is just not what it used to be” you shook your head and looked around. The sounds of wukongs and Zeus’s fight could be heard from miles away, you turned to the sounds and quickly began running to assist Wukong if he needed it. But you were stopped when you were hit by a blast from Aphrodite, the blast was so strong it sent you flying into a wall of rocks. The impact was so hard that I knocked any sound out of your vocal cords,your body fell to the floor and Aphrodite began to taunt you. However the blast and the sound of your body hitting the rocks was so loud that sound had reached Zeus’s ears. Aphrodite stood over you as you fadded in and out of consciousness. She grabbed you by your hair and lifted you up and the ground. “ How was that for a kiss?” she taunted as she dropped your body to the floor.

Wukong froze when he heard the sound of the blast and then the sound of your body hitting the rocks. He needed to end this quickly and make sure you were alright, he jumped up onto his cloud leaving a double of him to fight Zuse. He waited for the perfect moment to strike Zuse and the moment came Wukong ended Zuse with one blow. Wukong didn’t dare to bask in his kill or his own glory, instead he raced to your side to ensure that you were okay. But when he saw Aphrodite standing over you HE .LOST .HIS .SHIT, he immediately jumped into the air and slammed his cudgel down onto Aphrodite knocking her out completely. He turned to you to see that you were starting to regain your consciousness “my friend are you alright?!” Wukong rushed to your side and kneeled down next to you. You shook your head “ that damn idiot actually has some power to her …damn that my chest hurts”. You had attempted to sit up but the pain was too much and you laid back down. Wukong placed a hand on your chest and looked through his pockets for something to help you. You put a hand on his shoulder “wukong i am fine i just need to rest…” wukong stopped and stared at you.

“Are you sure my friend?” you nodded your head and smiled “yes i am sure wukong”. You took a painfully deep breath and looked up at the stars“ yknow what? I just realized something…you don’t owe me anymore…you saved me from Aphrodite”. Wukong sat down and let out an irritated sigh “ no my friend” you gave wukong a confused look to wukong “ you save me and i saved you … we’re even wukong” wukong shook his head “no Y/N i am a hero …i am Sun Wukong the monkey king and the great sage equal to heaven but i am aslo a buddhist and my job is to save people whenever i can…”. Wukong smiles “ besides you are m firend and i don’t hold depts over my friends heads” you smiled at wukong “ i am glad you see me as a friend wukong but…i dont really see you like that” the air was tense “i see you more as my saviour than my friend” wukong stared at you for a few moments before he chuckled and shook his head. “Then allow me to be both your saviour and you friend” you nodded your head “ i think i’d like that Sun Wukong…i think i’d really like that”

The two of you sat there in a comforting silence just staring at each other. “I'd also really like to see a doctor because I am starting to taste blood in my mouth” Wukong gave a panicked look and quickly got up and lifted you up carefully into his arms and on his back. “ you should have said something!” wukong quickly rushes off to the nearest town as your words ran threw his head ….my saviour.

Master list

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Body Guard: Chapter Three

Abby Anderson x Fem! Reader Series

AN: I hope this series isn't too boring, I sort of want it to be a slow burn so it's gonna take a sec for things to pick up, nonetheless I hope you guys are liking it!

Warnings: fighting, murder, gore, blood, injury, yelling, swearing

Word Count: 2268

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June 12th, 27 hours remaining

Y/n had been able to scrounge up some aged snacks left in vending machines. It was beginning to dawn on her how careless it was abandoning Abby considering she was the muscle and also her source of clean water and food. To top it off, Y/n was exhausted from all the traveling.

Now she was struggling to open a door that seemed the only passage to progress forward. The surgeon was weak and thirsty only making her goal to push past the door that much more challenging. From what she could see, it looked like a massive shelf had barricaded it, all she could imagine was Abby snickering and pushing the door open with ease.

With a long sigh, Y/n prepared herself to ram her body into the metal door. She shook out her arms, cracked her neck and jogged in place before bracing herself and throwing herself into metal. Though the initial impact was painful and made her shoulder throb, the sound of the shelf crashing on the floor was incredibly rewarding.

"Look who's laughing now." she smirked, finally stepping into the next room.

Greeting her was several more shelves scattered with books and some broken beyond repair. She would love to spend a few moments scanning through them and tucking some away for later, but she had a mission to accomplish, a man to save.

Another rusted metal door led to the outside, the sun shining through its small glass window and faintly illuminating the room. Next to it a familiar growth of fungus indicating infected had once grew here. Without much consideration, Y/n tugged on the door revealing the outside and its fresh greenery and blue skies. She took in a deep breath and let the door shut behind her, extremely proud of herself for making it through yet another building.

Before she stepped into the grass, she shot a quick look behind her, noticing how the door never officially clicked shut. Her instincts had been right, because squeezing through the small gap in the door was a stalker. Once they caught sight of one another, they both shrieked and Y/n found herself scrambling around in her sock.

The stalker got through the gap and lunged at Y/n swinging and grabbing at her. The blade of her knife clicked and she began aimlessly swinging at the infected, too afraid to make a lethal jab. She slashed and sliced but it did little to nothing against its resilient strength and determination to have her for breakfast. It threw a mighty swing at her jaw and stunned her enough to grapple her to the ground.

"No! Get off of me!" Y/n cried out, fighting with all her might to rid herself of the stalker.

The knife was slapped from the physician's hand and now out of reach leaving her virtually defenseless. She squirmed and screamed beneath the zombie, rolling her head out of doge when it came down for a bite. Since Y/n wasn't trained in combat, she didn't know what her next move would be, she had no idea how to maneuver herself from it's grasp and how to fight it off. The pistol in her pack mockingly pressed against her back and made her realize she wasn't getting out of this alive.

Not only has Y/n failed Isaac and Abby, but herself. She wasn't even leaving this world in a heroic, doctoral fashion, she was just getting bit and then eaten alive. The only thing saving her was a miracle.

Or her feet which had managed to squirm in the perfect position to launch the danger hovering above her.

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Abby ground her teeth together with a growl as an arrow pierced her shoulder. This wasn't her first rodeo with the Scars, and certainly not her first arrow through the shoulder, but this was taking far longer than normal. More whistles surrounded Abby as she shuffled into the brush and pulled the arrow from her muscle. She gave one last tug and hissed, her blood seeping through her jacket as her heart hammered and her skin numbed.

"Enough of this shit."

The soldier rose to her feet from the growth and began firing at the men and women in robes. As each bullet left her rifle her shoulder jerked back with agony, only fueling her anger for the religious cult. A few bullets and arrows flew by her, barely nicking her skin and clothing but still too close for her liking. She resorted to the sturdy pipe hanging from her pack and eliminated the last few Scars with powerful swings. The final man had been hit to the ground, the metal breaking over his hip.

"Please, no.." he breathed, cowering behind his hands.

Abby tightened her fists and glared down at the bald man. Her boot collided with his ribs, knocking him to the ground, and before he could say his final plea, his skull was crushed into the soil.

Now that the battle had been won, Abby's adrenaline was withering away and the stinging of her wound had her and groaning. But this was but a small bump in the road, so she pressed forward now more determined to find Y/n to give her a piece of her mind.

The soldier jogged along the geography of Seattle looking for even the smallest sign that the doctor had been about. She searched for broken windows, wide open doors, and even trails of blood; no matter what state she was in, she had to be found.

Abby rounded a corner to an overgrown building and was shoved back onto the ground. Her back hit the grass with a solid thud and next to her a stalker scrambled to its feet and began to sprint past her. Then her eyes caught sight of Y/n on her feet and digging around in her pack, the stalker approaching her fast. The blonde was on her feet in an instant and racing toward the infected, reaching it just in time to tackle it against the wall. With all the might left in her injured shoulder, she smashed the stalkers head into the wall, her hand covered in mush and blood.

"Abby! Oh Abby!" Y/n flung herself onto her protector and greeted her with a tight embrace.

Abby hissed as her shoulder seared with pain which signaled Y/n's small hop off of her. The doctor spotted the dyed jacked and gasped.

"Quick, get that off, we have to-" she began tugging at Abby's zipper.

She shoved Y/n away, "Get off of me!"

The physician pressed her brows together, "Abby I need to-"

"You listen to me. For the rest of this damned mission you're going to follow me and keep your mouth shut. If you run off one more time I'm not coming back for your sorry ass." if it were possible, smoke would be billowing from her perky ears, "and don't touch me."

Y/n blinked, her lips parted to speak but no witty remark left them.

"Let's go." Abby growled.

Y/n had so much to say, but knew it was best to keep to herself. The last on her to-do list was to make Abby's head explode. Their relationship (or lack there-of) was already difficult, and now Abby had every reason no to like her. Before their journey begun Y/n wanted to create somewhat of a friendship to ease the tension between them, but had only managed to create distance.

Abby wasn't entirely sure how long Y/n would keep quiet considering her talkative track record. But she was sure Y/n was one wrong comment away from being left for dead. Their time was running out, and every second was precious. For this reason Abby didn't stop to stitch up her shoulder, just simply slipped off her jacket and pulled out the supplies from her pack. Luckily the arrow hadn't penetrated through her back leaving her with fewer uncomfortable stitches.

Though Y/n wish she did considering her profession, she didn't need x-ray vision to see how negligent Abby was sewing herself. She bit her nails harder each time Abby's back tightened from her stitching, but kept her comments and overwhelming urge to help suppressed.

Y/n couldn't help to believe this was her fault. If not for her carelessness Abby wouldn't have had to search for her and get hurt by whatever crossed her path, nor would she have to snap on her and remind her how little the chances of their friendship becoming a reality were. Abby was right, she just needed to stay quiet and follow her.