#I will kill you the moment my soul mate has a body I swear to god Shizun

[mamaclownhunter]

I am kicking my feet like a school girl

HELLO YES!!!!

YES YOU GET THE VISION THO WHY LIKE I AM SO TEMPTED BY HAVING SY BE ABYSS ABOUND ALMOST

Bc there is that angst that pain of he can leave FINALLY he can leave and get his revenge and now he has someone who cares about him at his side!

He has this sword finally that can get him out. He is strong and his companion made sure he could withstand and force this sword to submission without as many drawbacks. That he can balance himself.

And when he is about to leave- Shen Yuan isn’t following him. He is staring at a screen Binghe can’t fully see with a sad smile.

[Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Things must be said three times!!! You reached the End! Once quest is complete Users contract will End! Thank you for playing!!! You reached ‘Strongest Hero of the Abyss’ end!!!]

“Come on-“

“You go on ok Binghe? You have your happy ending.”

“I know. Come on.”

“Binghe I don’t think I can leave.”

“…..what do you mean?”

I feel like it is a small fight bc Binghe might try to destroy Xin Mo and figure something out and it is a full scuffle until Binghe ‘agrees’ and cuts a portal- to another side of the abyss and chucks the sword.

“BINGHE?!”

“Oops.”

“BINGHE THAT IS GOING TO CAUSE DAMAGE!!!!”

“Then it seems like we need to go fix it! I am so sorry- let’s go!”

Shen Yuan is stuck between furious Luo Binghe- his best friend is just throwing this ending away- the system is fucking clowning him now- and…. Privately so happy he gets more time with Binghe.

He might have to force this end at some point…. But for now…. He follows Binghe.

I read a few but I am kinda soft for the idea of System!SY but like a player in a Video game.

Specifically I am thinking of the game Off! Where the player is their own entity the character it kinda aware of.

So SY dies and wakes up when Binghe lands in the abyss. He is given the objective to help Binghe out of the Abyss and steer him towards the best ending!!!

SY is excited because he!!! Gets to help Binghe!!

Binghe is pissed his seal came off and now he is being ordered around by some green spirit. His powers are still sealed and slowly being released by said kinda annoying ghost.

The worst part other then the Ghost being overly excited to be in Hell and seemed to be too elated about one of the worst fucking moments of his life-

The Ghost is actually fucking helpful. ‘Shen Yuan’ (what a fucking joke to give him a ‘Shen’ as a guide) knows more about monsters and their weaknesses, has an idea on what is edible what isn’t, he knows what plants to avoid, what areas are safe- and he also seems to genuinely want to keep him safe.

SY has a the video game advantage of either knowing when attacks are coming or knowing how heavy an attack will be. He also knows what Binghe can do at anytime/is controlling the attacks to some extent- either pokemon style or like the game OFF! Where is auto attacks or manual where Binghe can’t attack unless SY! Chooses.

For the first little bit Binghe resists or does the opposite where SY directs him only to- shockingly- get hit.

So I feel like for the longest time they were just at odds and bickering before SY puts it on auto and just plays it like a turn based game. Like for him sometimes time is slower except for Binghe, so he has faster reactions and honestly is more in canon with the “protagonist halo”. Where he can spend points and has his own little influence if things are dire otherwise he is more or less following his favorite protagonist through the story.

And Being such a big Binghe fan he is more than happy to just Let Binghe have the power only taking control when things look dire. He is the biggest hype man, offering information and support, offering insight or knowledge only him as a strange green figment that only Binghe can see.

He vanishes when Binghe flirts with women though. He goes off and explores or watches monsters, he hated this aspect of the book and if Binghe wants then he should- he only gets protective and sticks around if he feels like Binghe is getting taken advantage of- (though the first few times Binghe snapped at him and told him to scram- so he did in his own pissy fit) they go right back to Bickering but fuck SY still cares and he kinda likes how he can see this part of Binghe’s story.

They can’t go far from each other (I am thinking about as far as camera can scroll out) but SY can turn off audio and stuff on his side.

Though eventually Binghe just starts to trust SY. If SY says right he is moving right, if SY says between the eyes his sword is inbetween their eyes, if SY says run and hide he vanishes from the field. Because for all the bitching, raging and ranting- Binghe does notice a lot is on his sake.

And you know…. In the Abyss he isn’t alone. He isn’t figuring this shit out by himself he has someone who floats next to him asking what he wants to improve. Attack? Speed? Health? He has someone that he can mentally connect with and they just both viciously attack low IQ villian and plots where only they can hear.

The angst that the only person to interact with SY is Binghe. Who he can’t hold when Binghe has nightmares, who he can only heal if he has the resources and to produce medicine/fast heal, but is also the only person who sees and hears SY. So if he is ignoring SY- SY is alone- and I think deep down he is a social person. Binghe is subjected to a flood of questions SY wants to ask.

And Binghe has one person who cares about him and is always at his side (even forced SY never implies he feels forced in fact he seems always excited to be next to Binghe)- and Binghe can’t touch him, can’t feed him (‘I would love to try your food- but I can’t.’), can’t cherish him.

SY who is nice, who is considerate, compassionate, he cursed like he lives in a brothel and rages like a demon- but he also scolds Binghe for ignoring people, he snaps when Binghe doesn’t actually help- just takes what he wants and leaves, he believes Binghe is so much better for the world if he only got over himself and stopped thinking with his rage and anger. He thinks Binghe is smart, he thinks Binghe is strong, he thinks even half demon- Binghe is meant to be good.

What a kick in the stomach.

They can’t touch but Shen Yuan is trying his fucking best to get Binghe through hell. He apologizes for bad calls, he gets better himself, he takes his hands off the reigns but I think there are times he can’t help it. They fight, they talk, they are together.

Shen Yuan always loves Binghe and maybe he still ends up a little blackened but Binghe is quietly determined to make SY corporal. Pull him from that control panel and somewhere Binghe can hold him close. Maybe tuck him away in a nice little cottage where there is a little farm and greenhouse with all the plants SY can tend to, bookshelves filled to the brim with books and stories, in a place where SY can see all sorts of creatures to his hearts content.

The “Video Game” character being protective of their “player”

SY being a rage gamer also is so funny to me, Binghe is the only one he hears the absolute filth and insults SY throws at their enemies and frankly he either repeats it or relents that he isn’t as creative.

Binghe maybe not aware of his protagonist halo but aware of the little green ghost who can just barely manipulate the world if Binghe is in enough trouble. Shen Yuan being the only one who gets quests and updates of things Binghe needs to do and being limited on what he can tell Binghe.

The soft apologies when SY can’t control where they go or what happens can only help Binghe respond.

This is long and I am still pulling thoughts but I am slowly getting brain rot

[melishatweedy]

MISTAH TWEEDEH!: A life he wished for but didn’t get:

Willard Tweedy, a simple man, a farm, a wife, a brew and a shotgun.

Little is really said in the books about his life. However his family have been chicken farmers for generations - as we see in the film and the books - and he wants to continue egg farming, it’s all he’s ever known. We see in Mrs Tweedy’s Chicken Pies for the Soul that his uncle was killed by a chicken, which is his first glimpse of knowing the chickens are more than just “stupid creatures”. I feel like this is his only real “smart” moment. He built a fucking pie machine and didn’t know what it was. Like mate.. name’s on the boxes surely..

He’s clearly in love with Melisha, we see it in their wedding photo, the way he speaks to her, the way he questions his own sanity for her. Man’s devoted and I don’t blame him lol. There’s the slight emotional abuse with the name calling, but I absolutely hate it when they say she’s physically abusive etc.. She’s not. Yes she kicked his arse but she’s not physically abusive. Also, there’s hints that there’s still that spark between them, and I stand by my point that they were in love at one point, and they married for love (and a business prospect). (I also love the theory of the him being her beard.)

He’s clearly the comic relief of the first film, similar to Dr Fry in the second. However he’s not just the poor little abused husband people make him out to be. He’s in fact worse than Melisha to the chickens. You see him kicking and throwing ginger into “solitary confinement”, which in the real world a chicken would last mear hours -if that- before dying. He also picks them up by the neck, whereas we see Melisha (apart from handling Edwina, but she was about to be killed) picking them up by their bodies (CR:DOTN). No wonder they’re not laying eggs, they’re being handled in such ways! ALSO HE PUT A LIVE CHICKEN IN THE PIE MACHINE BOY I SWEAR TO GOD-

Anyway, my conclusion: he comes from a poor background, a farmers background and that’s all he knows, it’s all he’s ever known. He’s just as bad as Melisha when it comes to the chickens. He’s most likely seen how his father and grandfather treated the chickens and carried it on. Learnt behaviour. They’re both as bad as each other but he’s maaainly the reason the chickens aren’t laying any eggs. My theory is that after their divorce he remained in Yorkshire but moved away, has a little flat and is a farmhand on another farm, as it’s probably all he has experience wise. Hope your little flat is cosy, king!

[msfbgraves]

((Terry is always afraid that Daniel doesn't love him.)) I SWEAR SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO REACH INTO THIS STORY AND GRAB TERRY AND DANIEL AND BASH THEIR HEADS TOGETHER. You guys love each other so much it hurts. You both would die without the other. You are each other’s halves and you complete each other AND YOU ARE BOTH REALLY FUCKING DUMB AND GROSS ABOUT IT. Seriously, are these idiots going to wait till they’re 80+ to say ‘I love you, and I have for a very long time now’??? Arghhhh. Everyone else can see it. It’s true that Terry’s been whipped from .5 seconds after meeting Daniel, but Daniel was his body and heart and soul within a year at most. THEY ARE SO DUMB AND I HATE AND LOVE THAT ABOUT THEM!!!!

"Do you love me?"

"...do I what?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do I love you?"

"...well?"

This song, between milkman Tevye and his wife of decades, Golde, is just as heart wrenching. Earlier in the play, Tevye says he wants to be rich because, among other things, "I'll see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife, with a proper double chin... oh, what a happy mood she's in", which tells you all you need to know about his feelings for her, and when Golde thinks her husband is acting strangely, she says: "You're upset, you're worn out, go inside, go lie down!" which shows her more than obvious care. But why do they care? The marriage was a necessity, is a necessity still. What a terrible, loaded question then, to ask for love. It's not going to stop being necessary to stay together if the answer is no, it's just going to hurt them both. Here, can Daniel ever truly love him, after being sold? And if Terry loves him, how can he keep hurting him...? How much are any love declarations worth, after what Terry can do, has done? Is that love? And yet... Did all the good not happen, too? Daniel's Pop betrayed him as well, is Daniel to conclude there is no love there, either? The reason why they're all over each other is partly because words could break what they have and that would kill them. Which should tell anyone alive enough, but they can't risk the honest question. They fear that no so much (which they wouldn't if there was no love but they can't go there in their heads), and Daniel may have had it confirmed by Terry, but actions speak louder than words, and he's betrayed him more than once. And maybe his Danny feels he has to say it? Their minds just can't know, and that's why they avoid the topic. Yes, they tell each other 'I love you', but they keep looking for other ways to express their feelings in the moment. A hug, a kiss. A tender touch. A smile, caress. Unscripted. Unforced. To fill the cracks with gold.

This doesn't consciously occupy their mind, but it does play a part, if they dwell on it...

Only for that to get wiped away completely when the other needs them. They're there body and soul and they don't even blink. They don't even care, they just give themselves 100%. It doesn't matter, it's so primal. That's their mate and they need them, they'd rearrange the atmosphere for them, they'd fight God and all his angels and themselves.

Just don't ask about love, they'd panic.

Idiots.

[stories-of-kore]

Camp Krell - chapter one, part four

Right, so there are ten cabins in total, five that hold three campers, and five that hold five campers. When you first enter the cabin, you’d be in the kitchen, a large open space with an island in the centre. Kitchens are fully equipped to the point where they could be classed as proper industrial kitchens. I mean, hell, we even have freeze-dryers! Anyways, there’s a door at the back of the kitchen that leads to the living room, one of the bathrooms and the stairs up to the second room, with a lot of sofas, beanbags and other supersnug seating, plus a large TV mounted to a wall. Once you head up the stairs, you get to the main event: the comfiest bedroom in any summer camp in the world! Okay, that might be an exaggeration. But they’re still like, hella comfy. There are three single beds in a three-person cabin, but the five-person cabins have two bunk beds and a single bed. Both types of cabin have the beds arranged in - you guessed it - another semicircle, and the flat wall they’re facing has a whiteboard that doubles as a projector screen. The only reason I know this much about the five-person cabin when I'm staying in a three-person open is because Noto’s staying in a five-person cabin. We tend to spend quite a bit of time with him and his cabin mates, since movie nights are completely epic chaos with pillows flying everywhere.

Now that that’s over with, back to Fayne, who had divided the board into three sections titled ‘Deal demons’, ‘Subservients’ and ‘High lords’. “Right, sit your traumatised asses down; Professor Fayne’s giving you a crash course on the demonic hierarchy.” I already knew this was going to be a long explanation, so I gingerly rested my head on Kaffeyne’s shoulder the moment she took her usual spot next to me on my bed.

“There are three kinds of demons, deal demons, subservients and high lords. We’ll start with the high lords, since they are the simplest to explain. There are five lords at a time, no more, no less. They are the strongest demons, and no other demon can enter their territory without their permission. If a high lord is killed by another demon, the demon takes their place. Most high lords have a strong hatred for deal demons, even if they used to be one. They are greedy, territorial power vacuums and it’s always a race to see what demons take their place. So, like capitalism really.” As she spoke, she wrote the key points for the demons in their section. I’ve said this to her before, but Fayne would make a great teacher. She explains things so clearly!

“Moving on to the deal demons, they have four subsets; soul reapers, puppeteers, greed collectors and envy slaves. Soul reapers and puppeteers have the most in common, so I’ll go through them first. They both strike deals with humans to steal their souls, and are very fond of long, drawn out contracts instead of the quick deal. However, what they do with the souls is different. Reapers eat or consume the souls in some way, leaving the husk of a body behind, but puppeteers steal the souls and drag them down to their own demonic pocket realm to use as thralls for the rest of eternity. Honestly, those two are the worst possible option for finding a demon out in the wild.” Noto groaned upon hearing this, interrupting Kaffeyne’s… teaching? Lecture? I don’t know.

“Of course we’re stuck with one of the worst possible options living inside the woods outside of this stupid camp…”

“Shut up and let me finish, I still have a lot to cover.”

“Right, sor-“

“Shush.” Noto remained completely silent. What a simp. I swear, those two need to kiss or something, the romantic tension between those two is so palpable!

“Right, back to where I was before I was so rudely interrupted-” “I apologised!” “No. ANYWAYS, moving on to the other two categories of demon; greed collectors and envy slaves. Greed collectors are materialistic, their contracts are always a person’s entire wealth, net worth and then some. They aren’t picky with who they make deals with, as long as they can grow their wealth they’re happy. That’s why they’re often known as diplomatic dragons, they are willing to talk their way into any deal as long as it grows their hoard. Greed collectors are the only demons known to be able to create other demons, as humans who fail to complete their contract within the usually short time period have their spirits bound to the sin of envy, forever jealous of those who have more wealth.” 

“Wait… people can become demons?!” That concept terrified me. What if I was turned into a thing like the Krell?!

“Calm down Tam, its highly uncommon. And envy slaves are never fully transformed into demons, they’re partially turned. To fully turn someone, you’d have to replace all of their blood with demonic ichor, which is a difficult and painstaking process, since you’d have to keep them alive whilst doing this. Ah- don’t, Noto. I’ll answer questions once I’m done.”

“Fine.”

[prose-for-hire]

Kiss me quick

Pairing: Spike x Summers!reader

Request: Hi! Can I request a Spike x Summers!reader, where the reader is trying to keep their relationship on the downlow since none of the Scoobies really approve, but after a big win the reader finally kisses him in front of everyone, proving that they do care deeply for one another and everyone just has to accept it.

Requested by: Anon

Warning: Reader gets injured but nothing serious. sex references/implication of sex.

You looked out into dimly lit street, the dark had surrounded you now but ever since you had been meeting this way you couldn’t help but smile whenever the sun began to descend from the sky. You were stood, under a streetlamp, three streets away from your house. Just far enough where nobody from your household would catch you meeting him this way. You had been meeting like this for a while now.

He got a kick out of coming up behind you and immediately pressing you against the nearest wall and crashing his lips to yours. His favourite greeting entailed leaving you breathless and ready to pull him closer no matter what your surroundings were. He often mumbled his hellos through stolen kisses. His passion never died, he was all in. Completely yours.

You couldn’t shake this feeling. That you were completely in love. You had silently tried to fight it to begin with, knowing that those around you wouldn’t approve. That Spike himself may not even reciprocate your feelings. But soon it became clear that there was no hiding these feelings that always bubbled to the surface whenever he was near.

You had started fooling around to begin with, before it all changed. For the better, both of you agreed. Your feelings had taken hold of you both, fuelled by the touch of skin. The depth of mind. Unspoken emotions kept the two of you in a chokehold before you finally spilled your feelings for the other.

Ever since you quit college, you had spent all of your free time sneaking around with Spike. It was, honestly, as thrilling as it was annoying. As much as you wished you could just tell everyone how much you loved Spike - how amazing he was with you, you couldn’t. You had to hide it, the implications of your friends and sisters finding out would be a fate worse than death. In fact, for spike it may mean actual death this time.

Unfortunately, you were the middle child. You were a year younger than Buffy and she never let you forget about it. Meaning, Buffy thought she was the boss of you. Not to mention Dawn basically clung onto your leg to stop you from leaving the house (and thus, preventing you leaving her behind where she couldn’t follow you around). This meant that, often, you didn’t get much spare time for sneaking around with Spike. But, God, did you make it your biggest priority. After… saving the world… obviously.

When you did manage to share these intimate moments, it was everything. It felt as if you were the only people in the world. The only people that had ever felt anything close to this. Nobody had loved this deep. Cared this much. You were both so sure. These feelings, they were eternal. He vowed it to you, one early morning you had spent with your naked bodies pressed together, baring your souls well into the night.

Any emotional scars you harboured seemed to heal just by speaking to him. By having that soothing voice share his own darkest moments with you in return. How that voice, those eyes could have seen and done so much and still make you feel undeniably safe you weren’t sure. But, you trusted him. Even if danger appeared to surround him at every turn. You wouldn’t change him for anything. You loved the good, the bad and the oh-so-attractive parts of him.

Vulnerabilities turned to strengths when you were together. Rough edges appeared smoother. Promises held meaning. You adored him and he confessed to you that he had never been so comfortable in a relationship. He could be himself, could express his feelings without being concerned you would turn away from him.

The first night you invited him into your home made him elated. You had to make him swear not to tell Buffy because you knew she wouldn’t take it well. Like, at all. As much as he would have loved to rub it in the slayer’s face that he had been given access to her house – he loved you too much to even think to upset you in this way. So, you carried on this way, unable to keep your hands and lips from each other for more than an evening at a time. This meant mostly, he stayed at the Summer’s residence or you left to the crypt. Sometimes, you even went for real dates – so long as you were sure that everyone else you knew would be busy elsewhere.

Tonight, you were going to the Bronze together. It was a little more of a risk than usual, but he had insisted on taking you somewhere he knew you would enjoy. Muttered something about not keeping you in the shadows before taking your hand and leading the way. The truth was, Spike was in fact just very smitten with you. And he pretty much wanted everyone to see that you were with him. This was ‘everyone’ except the scoobies and any family members you happened to have crawling out of the woodwork. It was safe though, everyone else was going to some college party and Buffy had told you that it was uncool to have her younger sibling come along.

Buffy was the only one that viewed you as the ‘younger sibling’ the others were friends with you because they were fond of you. Because, well, sometimes you appeared more mature than Buffy did – not that they would ever say that to her face. Although there was always that slight worry that if they hadn’t been friends with Buffy they wouldn’t have been as close with you. You were barely a year younger than Buffy but she was still incredibly protective of you as she was the oldest.

What you hadn’t banked on, whilst you rubbed Spike’s thigh under the table, was that Xander hadn’t been invited to the party. He saw you immediately and made his way over to you with Anya close behind. You almost choked on your drink as you saw them come up behind Spike. You snapped your hand away in shock much to Spike’s displeasure.

“Hey, Y/n-” he started and then stopped when he saw Spike’s presence, “He bothering you?”

“No, he’s just-”

“Warming you up, right pet?” His eyes glistened as he spoke, an eyebrow raising which made Xander scowl. You tried your best to hide the smile at your boyfriend’s words as Xander looked between you both. Xander liked to think of himself as your older brother and had decided you needed defending. You opened your mouth to say otherwise but ended up being cut off by a very urgent ex-vengeance demon.

“It doesn’t matter that they’re dating right now, we are all going to get ripped into pieces if the demon finds us!” Anya shouted. You hadn’t been as secretive as you thought then.

“An!” Xander hissed, sharing a look. At the exact same time you and Spike shared a look too. You wondered who else had seen straight through your sneaking around and longing glances you shared through scooby meetings.

You were sharing looks for different reasons though. They had obviously discussed what not to say beforehand and Anya had characteristically ignored his warning. There was some kind of demon threatening the town. Again.

“What’s going on, Xander? Anya?” you tried for your ex-vengeance demon friend when Xander didn’t speak. There was definitely something odd going on. At her name being called, despite Xander’s warning, she launched into an explanation.

“Xander got annoyed at our sex-spell and ripped a page out of my very rare copy of ‘magic, sex and me’ which ruined our entire evening!” She scowled and crossed her arms before continuing, “Now we have to kill it instead of having our sexy time” she pouted.

“We’ll pretend we didn’t hear about a sex spell-”

“Well, I want to hear about it. Can’t get it up, mate?” Spike taunted which only made Xander redden further after Anya’s admittance. Xander stepped as if to hit your vampire but you stepped in the way and wheeled Xander away, changing the subject.

You asked instead about what this demon was like. Anya explained that it was a Scorn-demon. Ridiculously hard to kill and bound to the pages of a book as no mortal prison can hold it. It looked as if you were in for a long night. Which is exactly what you and Spike had planned although for a very different reason.

“If all of us are looking, we’ll find it quicker” You offered, Xander had been embarrassed to explain because of the reason they were doing a spell. But now Anya had told anyone anyway, he was grateful of the help. You got to your feet, ready to follow them out as Spike got up beside you.

“Looks like no bugger’s getting any tonight” Spike muttered, rolling his eyes as you apparently volunteered you both to assist your friend.

“Just working ourselves up… right?” You offered which made him smirk. God, he had been rubbing off on you. You almost felt yourself mirroring his smirk at your words. He wanted to pull you in and kiss you until you admitted just his presence could get you worked up enough alone, but he knew the importance of hiding this from your friends. Which, really was the only reason he didn’t take you right there in the middle of the Bronze.

Instead, you just trailed behind Xander and Anya’s bickering and tried to locate this demon. You called Buffy’s cell and left a message. You knew this was probably going to end with a battle you were unequipped for. You just hoped that you ran into your sister before you ran into the demon. By all accounts he sounded nasty.

As you walked, you and Spike kept sneaking glances at the other when you hoped the others weren’t looking. It was hard, having to maintain this distance when all you wanted to do was reach for him. Show him your affection freely. When you caught the other’s eye, you couldn’t help but smile. You felt so lucky, to have someone that cared so deeply. Someone who wasn’t afraid to share their love so freely.

You wanted to slide your hand in his, tell him just how lucky you felt. Just how much you felt for him, although you were sure he must be sick of how often you told him you loved him. He never was, of course. It was the sweetest music hearing that phrase from your lips. He kissed them a thousand times just to catch the remaining sweetness from your tongue. With those words, nothing should be wasted. He wanted to savour every syllable of your love.

You kept walking until you had to come to an abrupt halt. Dawn turned a corner and crashed straight into you. Turns out, your hopes came true: you did come across your sister first. It just happened to not be the one you expected.

“Oh, I didn’t know you guys were ready for, like, double dating yet” Dawn teased. She, too, had decided that you and Spike had to be dating. She often brought it up to annoy you but she believed it all the same. Spike never corrected her and you had stopped bothering too. You would only come off as defensive and she would tease you for that. You honestly couldn’t win living under the same roof as Dawn, she could be relentless.

Spike leaned in to whisper something in your ear, his lips so close to your ear you could imagine the way they would feel if he leaned in further and pressed against your skin. You smiled at his comment, he always made you laugh. He liked to hear your laugh and it passed the time while he waited for the fight that was coming.

When you looked back up, Willow and Tara had caught up with your group. They gave you a knowing look at how close you were stood to Spike. You wanted to lean on him, inhale deeply and press kisses against the curve of his neck. You loved the way he gripped you closer when you did that. But you had to snap yourself out of this thought at the arrival of your sister. Buffy immediately started giving orders, not before she gave you a warning look for letting Dawn come with you after she scowled at Spike for his mere presence.

“I brought the research – I think there’s a spell, but we’ll have to weaken him first” Willow muttered, frowning at Anya and blaming her for this spell and putting her best friend in danger. 

“The spell needs lovers to complete it. Do you think you could help us Anya? Xander?” Tara asked softly, “But I’m not sure if that’s enough to hold him”

Because the demon was attracted to love and sex, couples were needed to cut off his power at the source. It fed from lovers and by concentrating that power it could reverse and thus weaken the demon within a certain spot.

“Well, if we need couples we have at least three pairs here. Maybe that would be enough?” Willow asked. Making everyone look around to count the pairs. Everyone’s eyes then landed on you and Spike. The last to look was Buffy who raised an eyebrow between you both.

“Does everyone know we’re dating?!”

“Pretty much, sweetie” tara nodded.

“We just didn’t wanna embarrass you. It’s… Spike” Buffy cringed at even the thought of it, “I, uh, thought you would have kinda got it out of your system by now though” Buffy hitched her nose up at the idea of the two of you, but shrugged. She saw it as a meaningless relationship. The kind she had with Parker in her first year of college but more often.

From what you gathered as they didn’t correct her, nobody really thought Spike capable of any kind of meaningful relationship. And with him not being able to actively harm you, they just decided to avoid the topic entirely until one or both of you got bored of the sex. The only one that hadn’t thought anything of your sudden proximity with Spike every time he turned around, was Xander. He really would have said something if he had known. But he still wasn’t convinced now – no matter how often Anya insisted.

You slid your hand into his, now that everybody appeared to know that you were together at least. He smiled at this, looking down at your hands back to your face. This smile, it was softer than he would usually show in front of the Scoobies, it was one only for you. Where he felt such genuine happiness. Such adoration.

As usual, nobody really wanted to discuss your love life (rather just ignore and hope it went away) and so began to look away from you and discuss the demon again. You began following the trail of destruction. He wasn’t so hard to locate really and Buffy immediately attacked him as Willow and Anya set up in a large triangle around the fight. Each couple was at each point of the triangle as the recital occurred. A flash of light surrounded the demon and Buffy before it faded, showing the demon now fighting sluggishly.

You tried to protect Dawn the best you could while Spike and Buffy took it in turns to throw punches at the now marginally weakened demon. You and the others helped when you could but he was so strong even now the spell had worked, that humans barely affected him.

Somehow the demon broke from Spike’s hold and started for Dawn - who he had sensed as the weaker member of your group. You charged in front of your younger sister to try and distract him. This lead to him twisting you and throwing you into the air and crashing into a nearby storefront. You were flung straight against the wall and hit your head quite badly. He watched you falling like a ragdoll, appearing limp due to the blow.

His gut dropped. He left Buffy to the fight. All that mattered now was that you were okay. He had never been so scared. Spike rushed over to you, dropping to the floor so that he could cradle your head in his lap. There were a few seconds where he didn’t know what to do.

But then just as he thought he may have lost you, hope was restored again. You open your eyes, your smile a little dazed as you looked at him from your position in his lap. He looked up to the sky in relief, as if silently thanking the powers. His eyes danced with emotion as he looked back into yours. He wouldn’t know what he would do without you. Couldn’t even imagine it less his heart would begin to ache with phantom loss.

He was so overcome by the thought of losing you that he immediately caught your lips with his. Pouring every single feeling he had ever experienced for you into that one kiss. His hand cupping your cheek, the other on the small of your back – pressing you closer to him. As if this kiss may well be your very last. You reciprocated without hesitation, your lips felt as if they had been moulded just for this very moment. This kiss, it said everything. Promised everything and you smiled into it. Your lips moving against his urgently, insisting he feel your love for him. Even in your weakened state, all of your energy went into kissing him.

In the same moment, Buffy managed to finally slay the beast and Tara and Willow muttered some words that sent him into the book he would now again call home. Buffy whipped around to catch you both kissing so desperately. The rest of the group stopped still and staring too. Every mouth agape in shock. At just how much you appear to feel for the other. This wasn’t just a quick shag when the feeling struck. One wasn’t taking advantage of the other. This was love. The truest kind. And nobody could deny it now, not even Xander.

After you parted, reluctantly on both parts, he took on your weight as you all walked back, everyone except him in silence. He doted on you, pressing a kiss against your temple every few paces – just because he could now in this company. He wanted to offer you all of the comfort he could. He was whispering to you trying to make sure you didn’t fall asleep. He was sure you had a concussion (I mean, you kissed him that way in front of all of your friends without any worries after all).

Buffy didn’t even object when it appeared that Spike was walking their way home. She didn’t know what to think anymore. Everyone could see just how deeply you cared for each other. It was undeniable, even to your older sister.

Spike was just pleased you would make it and be okay. And… he began to get smug that he was finally able to show the slayer that he could access her house this entire time.

[impala1967dwinchester]

Dean Winchester: Change is due

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Pairing: Dean W. x Reader

Pov: Reader

Warning: Fighting, Swearing, fluff, angst, Dean being a douchebag, guilt.

Summary: What about talking instead of fighting.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/n- This is for band-pyschos 1.5 followers bingo writing challenge. This makes me sad, but whatever.

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The drive to the bunker was quiet. The rev of the engine. The downright scariness of the way that all I could hear was the passing of other vehicles on the road. That sound too eventually stopped as the driver back to the bunker was much longer than originally anticipated.

Dean had a temper like nobody's business. The temper of a wild dog, or maybe it was a wild bear. Regardless Dean's temper was downright scary most times. But then again most times that temper of his was never directed towards me.

Yes between miniature fights, and getting annoyed with each other fights did occur, but nothing too bad. You see, three years into hunting and now living with the famous Winchesters. I had fallen deeply for Dean Winchester.

Falling for someone is an already dangerous game, but falling in love with a Winchester. The most hunted after, hunters of them all that was a dangerous game to start playing.

I played the game regardless. Can you imagine falling for someone so much that your worlds just connect so well? Like amazing jigsaw puzzle pieces. Or maybe falling in love was like finally figuring out the correct word in a crossword puzzle.

Like Forrest says "Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you're going to get." I would have never been able to tell you that when I was a little girl playing in my room running around in the pure white dress that I would one day grow up kill the monster that haunts this earth, and fall for the most righteous man, the fallen soldier, the best hunter I had ever met.

Could you imagine a six-year-old, coming up to their parent and saying that one day they'd fight monsters, and fall in love with the greatest monster hunter of them all. In your dreams.

Life with the Winchesters was most of the time pandemonium. Life with them was like living in the thunder dome. Like driving on the icy roads and hoping that you don't fall off the cliff. But life was calm sometimes, being able to have a half-assed normal life was good for all of us.

Sam was the best brother a person could ask for. The best friend a person could ask for. I think the moment I met the Winchesters, Dean and I were like magnets dragging each other together. Slated to be together for the rest of our lives, soul mates if you will.

This last hunt was nothing like we had ever dealt with before. So many children had been killed. I had put myself in the way, getting hurt instead of letting more children get hurt. A natural mother... or maybe just a natural instinct of a woman.

Dean, of course, was anger like normal, but usually, his anger would blow over and we'd either make-up or like the band, AC/DC says "You shook me all night long".

this night was different though. Something was off, something felt wrong. Yes, the drive was long and very fucking quiet but something in the air felt wrong. I'd like to think that I'm a tough cookie, a queen disguised as a princess.

I always think that Dean forgets that the reason he and I get along so well is that we are almost alike, in almost every way. We act the same way, love the same things, react the same way. Two peas in a pod if you will.

Dean tends to forget that when he gets angry, but comes to his sense rather quickly after, he either gets blown off, or the subject gets changed, something that he does often to Sam or me. In the situation where he knows he has no control, or where he is uncomfortable, feeling like he's being pushed into the corner.

I used to let Dean act like a douchebag. I let Dean get mad, yell, throw things, get in my face. But recently. Dean's anger has been out of this world, too much to bare, too much to handle. he almost turns into the hulk. It's like he forgets his normal manners and just wants to hulk smash literally everything around him.

How do you make someone realize what they are doing? How do you show someone how they are acting is affecting you?

Finally after what felt like days, but was really just hours of driving we pulled into the garage, the sound of the engine bouncing off of the cinderblock walls. During said drive Dean and I made eye contact once, his green ember eyes staring deep at me through the rear-view mirror. My own eyes making sure to stare at him with just the same amount of deep soul searching Dean was.

Sam steered in his sleep, the coldness of the garage and the car smell waking him from his sleep. Not a single word was said. Sam was the first one out of the car, opening the impalas back, grabbing his bags, and making a rather quick exit of the garage.

Neither of us moving from our spots. We sat in silence. A silence that's a funny word if you think about it. It the most screamed word when you're being told to be quiet. But it weighs heavy between two people.

Fighting was and has never been my style with Dean. Dean wants to yell and be an idiot then I'll let him be, but I won't go without saying my peace. I'll get up and leave if I want to. There's nothing holding me to the man, an argument is just a battle of words.

Finally, Dean moves, moves to look in the back seat. His eye passes over my figure like always. Passing by over my crisscrossed shins up to my jean-covered thighs, over my hips, up my t-shirt and flannel covered belly, up to my tall shoulders, and to my face.

The little light that was streaming into the impala's backseat. "Why?" Was all Dean said, staring at me. I chewed my lip thinking of anything to say. "Stop chewing on your lip. It's finally started to heal." Dean said.

Still, my body stuck in my crisscrossed position. I heard the creak of the impala, as I saw Dean shift from the front seat to the back seat. "I'm pretty sure that I just told you to stop doing that." He said bringing his thumb up to my lips, gently pulling down releasing my bottom lip from my teeth.

"What were you thinking?" Dean asked picking once again at the issue at hand. "I was thinking about the children," I said looking at the man next to me. It was quiet for a moment, then a heavy sigh filled the air.

"The children?" Dean said questioning me. A cocked-eyed eyebrow raised in confusion to my answer. Sometimes it's like my answer is either not good enough, or isn't the right one. "Yes, the children," I stated calmly.

"I'm getting confused here Y/n," Dean said shifting causing the smallest of creak from the old impala. "I stepped in front of the children," I said.

"Yeah, I kind of figured that but why?" He asked. This firstly is going calm, and Dean's asking questions just before assuming shit, but why does this seem odd, kinda like all of the sudden protecting the young kids isn't enough to get a few scrapes and bruises.

"Did the great Dean Winchester just ask me that?" I said now turning the tables and questioning him. "Yeah, I did." He said so cut and dry-like. "You really wanna know why?" I asked

We were still sitting in the back of his precious car. I had rested my head on the headrest, closing my eyes. Dean was just staring, it had become a bad habit of his after we got together.

"Because Dean those kids didn't deserve whatever that monster did to them. Hell, I just pulled ten kids out, you and sam pulled at ten each. Can you even imagine that, because I can. Being so scared that I can't even protect myself." I said.

Taking a deep breath in and sighing loudly.

"What are you talking about Y/n?" Dean asked, looking at me now with more intent. Wanting yearning to get to the bottom jar of worms we had so carefully opened.

"You know what ignore me, it doesn't make any difference," I said uncrossing my legs and turning to unlock the back door. I was stopped before my fingertips even grabbed onto the cold metal on the handle.

"Do you remember that promise you made me? All those years ago." Dean said, pulling me into his warm touch. His scent of bourbon and wood fell down around us. "No, I don't Dean," I said honestly confused about what I had promised.

"You promise me that whatever was on your mind you would come to me and talk about it. I know six years is a long time, but that day you promised that you've never broken that promise." Dean said while he drew small circles into my lower back.

"Tonight though right now, you're breaking that promise. You don't have to give me every single detail but just don't go walking in front of a monster because you don't know what else to do. You know that you can talk to your boyfriend right?" He said questioning me towards the end.

I only shook my head in response Dean took that as his sign to continue talking. "I just, I'm fearing that you're starting to drift away, and honestly Y/n. Honest;y Y/n I don't think I would know what to do without you." Dean said.

This is different, new, and odd. This Dean is someone who only comes out when the world is ending or the tears are about to be shed for the umpteen amount of time. This Dean, this is the Dean I fell in love with. "So make me this promise now, stay with me," Dean asked.

"Stay with you?" I asked, "Of course stay with you, I guess I just have to learn to be able to ask for help, right Dean." I said hugging him from the awkward position we had fallen into when he pulled me away from the back door.

"No more running, no more fighting alone. We do everything together now." Dean said, cupping my slightly tears stained cheek." Bumping our foreheads together in a sign of good faith you could say. I hummed and returned the favor.

Moments like this the calm, and the quiet. These were those times where I felt at home. I've realized with this job, hunting home isn't a place with four walls and a roof over your head it's about the people in your life. Make a home with the people who care about you. Make a home with the people you would fight anything to hurt, Make home able to be anywhere.

And when you can do that finally you can make home turn into love, and love into strength. Having all three makes you happier I'd like to think in the long run of things. So just "stay with me" that's all I'm asking of you, the rest we can do together.

Completed on: 05/06/2021

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[ta-ether]

Something I’ve been thinking about lately is Achilles and Patroclus’ relationship. Not in how it’s presented in any particular property – this isn’t an analysis of how they appear in The Song of Achilles, or Hades – but more how their relationship is in the Iliad.

I guess the thing that’s been in the back of my mind ever since I read the Iliad (god, was it the summer before junior year of high school?) seven or so years ago, is that while Achilles and Patroclus are held up as this wonderfully romantic couple, this often comes at people glossing over certain aspects of their relationship that are complex or ask questions that have hard answers. Namely, the one that’s been niggling at me is the question that if Achilles is supposed to have loved Patroclus so much, why did he let him go out to fight?

The wonderful thing about Homer, the thing I so desperately love about Homer, is that there is such ambiguity to things. Homer seems to deliberately sidestep giving us concrete answers. The Iliad is a poem that thrives on nuance, and that extends to the exact nature of the relationship between these characters.

While Achilles swears early in the Iliad he won’t fight until his dignity is restored, Patroclus has a much softer heart (in addition to not having been wronged by Agamemnon). Patroclus’ arc from Book 1 to the beginning of 16 is watching the effect Achilles’ absence has on the rest of the Acheans. Achilles himself retreats into his ship and sends Patroclus out for news of how the battles are going, meaning it is Patroclus who is privy to the pain being wrought, and it is also Patroclus who Nestor eventually asks to intercede on the Argives’ behalf.

After the Trojans start seizing the Achean’s ships in Book 15, Patroclus finally goes and asks Achilles if he’ll return to the battle, or failing that, if he can go in his place and armor. He runs up and Achilles asks him why he’s crying like a little girl. Patroclus starts by saying “don’t be angry with me,” but then quickly himself becomes angry at Achilles after explaining how all of their friends and allies are wounded and suffering on the battlefield:

“But it’s impossible to deal with you, Achilles. I hope anger like this rage you’re nursing never seizes me. It’s disastrous! How will you be of use to anyone in later generations, if you won’t keep shameful ruin from the Argives? You’re pitiless. Perhaps horseman Peleus was not your father, nor Thetis your mother— the grey sea delivered you, some tall cliff, for you’ve an unyielding heart.”

He finishes by putting forth Nestor’s suggestion that if Achilles won’t rejoin the fight, he should. “I could be a saving light for the Danaans,” he says. Achilles responds that since the Trojans have come to the ships, he will allow Patroclus to go out in his armor. Now, this is where, famously, Achilles tells him not to go press past the ships:

“Now, pay attention to what I tell you about the goal I have in mind for you, so you’ll win me great honour and rewards, so all Danaans will send back to me that lovely girl and give fine gifts as well. Once you push Trojans from the ships, come back. If Zeus, Hera’s mate, who loves his thunder, gives you the glory, don’t keep on battling those war-loving Trojans with me absent. You would decrease my honours.”

While Achilles is undoubtedly worried about Patroclus’ safety, he mentions his desire for the honor and rewards that his “returning” to battle would bring him. He also brings up (before he says Apollo might make an attempt on Patroclus’ life) that the reason he wants Patroclus to retreat is that it would decrease his own honors. You can chalk this focus on the honor he may or may not receive to many different things, the most charitable of which is that Achilles isn’t taking this very seriously, and perhaps neither is Patroclus. This is backed up by Patroclus’ flippant approach on the battlefield:

“Well now, there’s an agile man! What a graceful diver! […] I suppose these Trojans must have acrobats as well.”

The point still remains that for all the love that Achilles has for Patroclus, his first instinct – like it has been for the entirety of the Iliad to this point – is concern about his own pride and honor, not the safety of his closest friend or fellow Argives. War takes, but Achilles was more focused on what it gives, and then it took his closest companion.

While Patroclus has more of an idea of the horrors of what the Achaeans have been going through in recent books – specifically Book 11 – he still hasn’t been on the field of battle since before the Iliad started. Patroclus pushes on beyond the ships because of his desire to fight and his own refusal to stop, and it is for this reason he is killed by Hector and Apollo. The narrative remarks:

“How blind he was, poor fool! If he’d done what the son of Peleus had told him, he’d have missed his evil fate, his own dark death.”

We learn later from Patroclus’ ghost in Book 23 that one of his flaws, perhaps his greatest and deadliest, is that he can become blinded by passion and lose reason.

“I killed Amphidamas’ son, in my foolishness. I didn’t mean to, but I was enraged over some game of dice.”

The narrative and Patroclus himself admits that if he’d taken a moment to consider, to think rationally, he wouldn’t have felt the need to continue fighting the Trojans, or to kill Amphidames’ son. The thrill of war and perhaps his own desire for honors hid this from him, and this in effect kills him.

As I alluded to earlier, this isn’t something I think many people touch on when thinking about Achilles and Patroclus’ relationship: the idea that ultimately, it was perhaps Achilles who killed Patroclus – or at the very least, lead to his death. The Iliad does start like this, after all:

“Sing, Goddess, sing the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus— that murderous anger which condemned Achaeans to countless agonies and threw many warrior souls deep into Hades, leaving their dead bodies carrion food for dogs and birds— all in fulfilment of the will of Zeus.”

One of those souls sent to Hades was Patroclus. Achilles even acknowledges this in Book 18.

“Then let me die, since I could not prevent the death of my companion. He’s fallen far from his homeland. He needed me there to protect him from destruction.”

Patroclus’ death isn’t tragic merely because he died, but because the man who loved him could’ve protected him but didn’t, and he knows it. I don’t want to downplay Patroclus’ own hubris’ role in his death or place all the blame on Achilles – merely point out that for all the love Achilles had for Patroclus, he still didn’t go out to fight when asked: first by his friends and allies, and then by his closest companion. He instead lets Patroclus go out in his place. Achilles’ love ultimately wasn’t stronger than his own pride.

This isn’t to say there’s not a deep, meaningful relationship between these two characters. There clearly, textually is. These two people love each other, however that love is interpreted. But they are also deeply flawed people. And, for all his faults, Patroclus knows that about Achilles. He knew that Achilles might put his own pride over the lives of all the Argives, including him, and so he asked if he could go instead. Even Hector knows this, as before he kills him he says:

“You poor wretch, even Achilles, for all his courage, was no use to you. Though he stayed behind, he must have given you strict orders as you left.”

And, for what it’s worth, Patroclus doesn’t say that he blames Achilles, either here in front of Hector, or when he comes to Achilles as a shade in Book 23 (and characters in the Iliad are decently prone to blaming people for their deaths). Ultimately, he seems to accept Achilles, flaws and all, and desires for them to be reunited in death, as does Achilles.

Their relationship isn’t simple and it’s not straightforward, because these characters aren’t simple or straightforward. Achilles both loves Patroclus more than any other Argive including himself, and also loves his own honor and pride over Patroclus. The incapability of these loves directly leads to Patroclus’ death. Patroclus is also more measured and rational than Achilles, and also is clouded to reason, and this incompatibility leads to his death. If the point of the Odyssey is (in part) that the Trojan War caused unnecessary death, then perhaps Patroclus’ death is that in microcosm.

Still, I can’t help but read Achilles and Patroclus’ relationship as one that – to be blunt – failed. They couldn’t make it work, in life at least. If you read it as a sexual-romantic relationship, maybe that’s its own tragedy. I don’t say this to make people angry or even because I necessarily wholly believe it, but more because their relationship is imperfect and should be recognized as such. Personally, I think this relationship, broken but full of love and affection and flaws, is much more compelling than a perfect or unexamined one.

It goes back to why I love the Iliad in the first place: the characters are messy and rather than this detracting from their ability to impact the reader, it only heightens their ability to speak to us. Homer doesn’t provide concrete answers for things, but he doesn’t have to. Everything we need is on the page. Every time you return to the book, the characters show you something new. I noticed a ton of new things about Achilles and Patroclus while writing this, which really only strengthened my belief in the points I made here. The tragedy of Patroclus’ death is, in part, one of how pride hurts those you love the most. The idea that Achilles caused Patroclus’ death is one that shouldn’t go unexamined because it’s perhaps unsavory, because it is in examining it that the true depths of their relationship are brought to light.

There are so many more things I could’ve mentioned: Achilles and Patrolcus’ status as equals, the role the idea of “fate” plays in Patroclus’ death, how the role the gods play in Patroclus’ death effects all this – but I felt that I would let those be for perhaps another time. As it stands now, I feel as though I have (at least personally) answered my initial question. It’s not a simple answer, but it wasn’t a simple question about simple characters in a simple work. And that is both fine and also, in its own way, beautiful.

[volturicangetit]

A.V- Summer crush

Summary: You and Alec found each other during your summer in Italy were he realized you were mates. When you sadly need to leave him to go back home to your father and sister, Bella. But once the Cullen find out about you and Alec they cast you out. 

Request: yes/no Anon: One shot were the reader is Bellas sister and Alec Volturis mate and once the Cullens and Bella find out the Cullens distance themselves from the reader and Edward tries to drive the reader away so she runs away only to be found by Demetri while he was on a mission in the area she ran to and brings her back to Alec where she begs him to let her stay.

warnings: swearing, mention of depression

wordcount: 1880

MASTERLIST

You lay on the little loveseat right in front of the windows in Alec's room. Both of you are cuddling up against each other while looking at the stars outside of the window. The sound of your steady heartbeat and slow breathing sends waves of comfort crashing over him. With you, it was almost as if he could sleep. The warmth of your skin radiating against him, warming his skin up. His mind got fuzzy. He knew what it meant. He knew Marcus could see the red string that connected his soul to yours. Even he could faintly see it. You didn't know what any of it meant. You thought it was just love at first sight. You met him during your exchange in Italy you did for school. You met him on the second day here, immediately falling for him and his goofy smile. You spent almost all your time with him. " I have to leave tomorrow," you whisper. He nods, nestling his head closer against your neck. Your scent was mouthwatering to him. " I know. " he croaks out. Tears suddenly start to sting in your eyes. The realization of leaving him suddenly hits you. You won't be in beautiful and warm Italy anymore with Alec. You'll be in cold and rainy Forks, without him. " I don't wanna leave you," you say as the tears come crashing down.  

Alec quickly sits a bit more upright, pulling slightly from him to look into your eyes. He wipes away the tears running down your cheeks as he tries to calm you. " Hey, hey, don't cry. Please don't cry. You can come to visit again soon. Fall break. You can come during fall! " he tries. He knows that you leaving won't be easy. Not for either of you. Being away from his mate will feel like torture to him, he knows that. You nod, trying to stop the sobs and hiccups wracking through your body. " You can see Volterra in fall, it's beautiful. We'll make it work. ". You nod. " We'll make it work. ".

" You're back! " Bella exclaims as she runs over to you, engulfing you in a hug. You cling into her, breathing her in. Forest, mud and strawberries. Tears prick up in your eyes again. You nearly forgot how much you missed your sister. " I missed you so much, Bells. ". She nods, still not letting go of you. Footstep starts to get closer to you two.

" They're back. " Emmett states. You let Bella go out of your grip as you look at the tall man. The other Cullens have followed him. Everyone has a smile on their face except for Jasper which was usual. You run over to Emmett and hug him as well. You and Emmett have become close friends, and surprisingly, also with Rosalie. You try to hug Edward as well but he just pushes you away from him slightly, giving you a disgusted look. What's wrong with him? You shake it off as him just being him. You never know what going on with vampires. " Did you see dad yet? " Bella asks.

You shake your head. " Nope came here straight from the airport. ". She gives you a playful slap against your arm as she grabs your phone out of her pocket. " Come on! He must be worried sick. ". Before she could ring her father Edward grabs the phone out of her hands. " Don't," he says. You look over at the rest of the Cullens, trying to find an explanation. You find it when you look at Alice. Her eyes are wide and she's clinging onto Jasper's arm for dear life. They know. Of course, they know how the fuck could you keep a secret from someone who sees the future and a mindreader.

" They're dating Alec. " Edward says. No warning. No softening the blow. He just brings the news as it is. The room goes dead silent. The Cullens are at a loss for words. You, sweet little human Y/n, is dating a human blood-drinking vampire with a terrifying gift. Emmett takes a step away from you, dragging Rosalie with him. Carlisle warm eyes are suddenly filled with disgust. Bella steps back from you as well. Nausea fills your stomach. It suddenly feels like your infected with some disease, none of them wants to get close to you. " Bella- ' you start.

" Don't! " she yells. All the love in her voice is replaced by hate. " You're dating that monster? ". That statement hurts. You know he isn't a monster. " He's not. Look, it's just-". Bella throws her hands in the air, effectively cutting you off. " Break up with him. ". Shock fills every cell in your body. Break up with Alec? The one person who seems to have lifted your mood? The person who made you feel like you were walking on clouds? Never.

" They can't. " Alice says. Carlisle looks over at her with a pleading look. She nods. A sight leaves his lips. " They're mates. ". The world crashes around you. In second Edward has picked you up and put you outside of the house, luggage included. The Cullens stand away from you, on the little porch in front of their door. Bella and Edward follow soonly after, joining them. " I'm sorry Y/n. But you have to stay away. " Edward says. Esmee but a hand on his shoulder which he shakes off. " Edward. Don't be dramatic. ".

" I'm not! That monster will kill them. I don't want to have anything to do with that. It's disgusting. ". Disgusting. You loving Alec is disgusting. You shake your head, letting the tears that were building up to fall freely. You take a step towards him. " No, you know what's disgusting? You almost got my sister killed five times. Five. Fucking. Times. You left her without a word when she needed you. You fucking disgust me, Edward Cullen. " you spit out the words. You need to get it off your chest. You hated him the moment he came into Bella's life. Toying with her emotions. Leading her on and then leaving for months. You didn't like it one bit. You grab your bags off the ground, not caring about the mud that now covers the underside of them. " I'll hitchhike my way home," you say before walking off, away from the Cullen.

It was awkward. It was awkward and painful and you hated every second of it. Edward forbid Bella from talking to you. She moved in with the Cullens. The only ones still talking to you were Emmett and Rosalie. That was until Edward forced them to stop talking to you as well. They were your friends. The people you trusted your life with. Now, you were alone. You didn't bother making new friends. You just kept going trough the slur of life. Falling in the same depression that Bella got into when Edward left her. Your thoughts are consumed by Alec. Thinking back on memories, replaying scenes. You wanted to call him, so bad. Beg him to take you to Italy. But you couldn't do that to your dad. He didn't deserve to have you disappear.

You sat in biology, staring down at the notebook in front of you. None of the words made sense. The letters blending with each other, forming words in a language you couldn't understand. Seconds started ticking away as slow as hours. Your eyes are red and burning. You couldn't cry anymore. No, you had already shed more tears than most would in their life. The ringing of the bell feels like sweet freedom. Finally being able to go home. Away from the Cullens, away from school and people. You stuff your books into your bag hazard and quickly run out of the classroom. The hallway is still quiet, only a couple of students in them. You rush past them, almost running toward the doors. The moment you step outside the cold air stings against your skin. You look over at where your car is parked. Bella's old car, since the Cullens gave her a new one. A man was standing next to it. Dark coat adorning his body. Demitri. You run towards him. A smile is plastered on his face as he holds his arms open for you. You pull him towards you in a hug. Tears start to come up again. Two months passed since you last saw him. " What are you doing here? " your voice sounds muffled against his coat.

" Just checking up in you. ". You missed his accent so much. " Are you crying? ". You nod your head. There is no hiding anything with vampires, you learned that. He pulls away from you, placing either hand on your cheeks. " What happened? ". You shake your head. A sob wrecking through your body stops you from talking. Demitri understand. He guides you into the passenger's seat of your car as he gets in the driver seat himself before he drives off. Just seeing him reminded you how much you missed Alec. How badly you felt here. You wanted to go back to Volterra. You need to go back. Demitri only stops the car when he found a quiet forest road.  He rubs circles with his thumb against your arm to try and calm you down. " What's got you feeling like this? ".

" The Cullens. " you start. You can feel him stiffen. There was no denying that the Volturi hated the Cullens. " They f-found out about Alec. They...They casted me out. " you cry out. More sobs break from your throat. Demitri pulls you into a hug. He tries his best to comfort you. but after all these years of immortality, he forgot how it. " Take me with you! ' you say in between sobs. " Take me to Alec. Please. I don't want to be here anymore. '. He nods, still shushing your and softly rocking you from side to side. " I will. ".

The cool air in the castle nips at your skin, yet you don't seem to mind it. The familiar scent of stone, dust and rosemary flows through the building. The guards passing by you all sent you a smile. You brought light into the castle. You made one of the witch twins happy. You made the favourite four of the kings feel normal. They were happy to have you back. Demitri stops right before Alec's door. He doesn't need to knock, Alec sensed you the second you stood before his room. The door flies open and in a second, Alec has engulfed you in a hug.  " You're back," he whispers into your hair. He takes you in. You're here. This isn't a delusion or a daydream. You're here in flesh and bone. You happily hug him. " I'm back. And I won't be going away. ".

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Robin — ONE

Pairing - Joel Dawson x reader

Word Count - 5,047

A/N - this chapter was so much fun getting to write! I wanted to introduce you guys to the dynamic of our two characters before they take off into the world. they are just a super close pair which is definitely going to cause some interesting scenes throughout this movie, especially with Joel being in love Aimee at the moment and Y/N being in love with Joel. but no matter what, it’s their friendship that makes them Y/N and Joel and it’s just the cutest thing.

also, I just want to say, take note of the little letters Joel writes to Aimee. they are definitely going to show growth in Joel’s character as the story goes on :))

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⭒❃.✮:▹ ONE ◃:✮.❃⭒

Dear Aimee,

I am wide awake. I've just gotten good at not really moving or breathing.

Being stuck in a survival bunker with a bunch of people who have all found their soul mate is less than ideal.

Karen and Ray got together a few months ago, so they're still kinda in their honeymoon phase. It is super physical. Good for them, you know. They're both very attractive and apparently quite flexible.

Hey, life's short. Especially down here.

After Tim's parents were eaten by a warm of termites, he and Ava became inseparable. In every way.

So pretty much everyone's coupled up down here besides me and Y/N. We're the singles of the bunker and I don't know how I would survive by myself without her. Having your best friend stuck down here with you helps a lot.

Our first baby was born last winter. It was super emotional. Welcome to the apocalypse, kid. The food sucks. At least you'll never know what you're missing.

Kala and Connor got together after Carol died. Carol was a cow who ate a box of laundry detergent and now we only have one cow. Her name's Gertie. Gertie is great. Y/N named her actually and every time someone uses the name she gets this goofy grin on her face that's hard for anyone to not smile back at.

Gertie's not our only food source. We actually have a hunting party that brings back whatever they can from the surface. It was easier in the beginning, you know, before we ran out of bullets. Facing down one of those things with a hanky handmade weapon is no walk in the park. Or that's what Robin tells me. I-I don't go on the hunting parties. They need me in the kitchen. I'm kinda the, uh. . .the chef of the bunker. Everyone likes my minestrone.

Me and Y/N being the only single people in the bunker has its perks too. We get to hang out with Mav1s. Of course, she's not much for conversation anymore. Her core battery's shot, just like every other Mav1s, I'd imagine. Actually never seen a working one.

Other than that, it's become our favorite pass time to mess with the other couples. Or at least that's what Robin does. I kind of just cheer her on.

Sure wish you were here, Aimee. I'd love for you to meet everyone and become closer with Y/N. Maybe we could do a little target practice together.

It's kinda my thing.

- - -

Y/N had been in the middle of dreaming about killing a monster when something began poking her face and pulled her from her slumber. Letting out a groan, the girl turned her head towards her pillow in an attempt to hide her face, but the person was persistent and instead began poking the back of her head instead.

"Joel," Y/N whined in annoyance earning a soft chuckle from the boy as he continued to poke her head. "Joel, I swear if you don't stop poking me right now I'm going to drag you out of this bunker and feed you to the nearest cold-blooded creature."

The poking stopped instantly and she slowly turned her face and let her eyes flutter open for a second to see Joel smiling at her in amusement. "Seven years underground and you still aren't a morning person," he mused.

Y/N groaned and fell further into her pillow as she closed her eyes once again. "I don't think I'll ever be," she muttered, her voice trailing off a bit at the end as sleep tried to take over once again.

"Hey, I just woke you up. Don't go back to sleep," Joel insisted as he reached out to poke her again. However, Y/N was quick to grab ahold of his finger and stop him without even having to open an eye.

"Don't poke me," she told him before letting go of the boy. "I'm tired, Joel. I don't have to see the sun to know it's still shining on the other side of the world. It's too early."

"Actually, it's not too far away from dawn," Joel said earning a groan from the girl because it was in fact too early. The boy frowned and gently nudged her as he rested his head on the edge of her bed. "Come on, Robin. I can't sleep and as my best friend it is your job to keep me from doing anything stupid while I'm awake. You can't exactly do that while sleeping, can you?"

"Joel," Y/N complained.

"Y/N," Joel mimicked. Y/N frowned slightly and Joel sighed before looking away as he got lost in thought. Finally he let out a small gasp and nudged the girl again, a smile appearing on his face, "I'll make you breakfast."

Y/N peeled open an eye at that, flickering her gaze over the boy's eager face before hesitantly saying, "Throw in a piggyback ride all the way to the kitchen and you've got yourself a deal.”

"Deal!" Joel exclaimed as he reached out to grab her hand and shake it. Y/N let out a soft sigh, knowing she was going to regret waking up, but pulled herself up out of bed and let out a yawn. Joel was practically bouncing from foot to foot due to his impatience and Y/N just ignored it as she sat up for a moment longer before looking to Joel.

"Okay, I'm ready," she said and the boy quickly turned around. Y/N lazily got out of bed before slowly getting onto Joel's back. He made sure she was on securely and waited until she had her arms wrapped around his neck and her head tucked into the crook of his neck before he was practically running out of the room.

"Woah! Slow down!" Y/N exclaimed as she almost went toppling off of his back from how bumpy the ride was. Joel slowed to a walk and looked back to her with an apologetic smile while she just rolled her eyes. "You're lucky you're my best friend," she muttered, propping her elbow against the boy's shoulder in order to keep herself up right.

"You know you love me," Joel retorted and Y/N let out a soft sigh for she knew the boy was right. He just didn't understand the kind of love she had for him.

The two were about halfway down the hallway when they suddenly passed a door that was wide open. "Hey, Joel! Hey, Y/N!" a fellow colony member of theirs named Ava greeted.

The best friends turned their heads and instantly looked away, their faces red while Y/N hid her face against Joel's neck once again. "Oh. Hey, Ava," Joel said, coughing awkwardly as he held onto Y/N a bit tighter and tried to ignore the fact that he just saw Ava and her boyfriend Tim being intimate.

"Ava," Y/N greeted.

"Joel. Y/N. How's it going?" Tim asked.

"It's going good, Tim," Joel responded, attempting to hide his small smile as Y/N just shook her head, obviously embarrassed. "How are you. . .How are you doing?"

"Yeah, good," Tim replied.

"Good," Y/N muttered as she sat up a little more and just leaned against Joel's shoulder. "Uh, we were just. . .um. . .heading to the kitchen. Joel here couldn't sleep, so now here we are." She let out an awkward laugh and Ava and Tim returned it.

"Yeah, we know the feeling," Ava told her and both Joel and Y/N made a face.

"Yeah. Probably not for the same reasons," Joel muttered. "Y-You guys's, uh, door's open. Is that. . .did you know that?"

"Yeah," Ava admitted at the same time Tim said, "Yeah, we know."

Both Y/N and Joel didn't move before Joel muttered awkwardly, "Okay." A silence fell among the group after that and Y/N could just feel herself growing more uncomfortable by the second and it was obvious Joel was too.

"Batman, away!" Y/N exclaimed, pointing towards the direction of the kitchens in hopes that they could get away from this situation as quick as possible. Joel chuckled softly and shook his head before bolting off down the hallway making the girl yell at him.

Joel didn't slow down until they were in the kitchen, setting the girl down in a chair before moving across the room. "This better be the best breakfast you have ever created after putting me in that sort of position," Y/N told him. "This is why you sleep at night, so you don't have to see or hear what the others are doing when the lights are out."

Joel just waved her off with his hand and Y/N craned her neck in an attempt to see just what he was doing, but the boy merely moved his body each time so that she couldn't see. "Joel!" Y/N complained, but the boy was already turning around, his hands behind his back as he grinned at her.

She fell silent almost instantly, the grin making her heart skip a beat while she watched him stop on the other side of the counter. "You ready?" he asked and Y/N nodded her head eagerly, her stomach growling at the thought of food. Joel's smile widened and he quickly took his hand out from around his back and slammed an apple onto the table in front of her.

Y/N stared at the apple with a blank look on her face before scowling up at her friend. Joel just smiled and leaned his arms on the counter before he shrugged, "I never said what I was making you for breakfast."

"You didn't make anything," she pointed out, grumbling softly to herself as she grabbed the apple and took a bite out of it. "You tricked me."

"Hey, but look on the bright side," Joel told her and the girl raised an eyebrow. "Now that you're up, we can spend more time together and I don't have to be alone!"

Y/N made a face before looking to her apple and chuckling as she took another bite. "Well, joke's on you because today's planning day," she said, her words making Joel frown because he knew that planning day meant she would be with the hunting crew all day and not him.

"But planning day was last week," Joel complained.

"It was actually last month, but nice try," she replied with a smug smile on her face.

"Can't you skip it? I was wanting you to help me with my aim. I'm using the tips that you said, but it would be different if you were actually there to help," Joel said.

"I'm sorry, Joel, but I have to go. I have to pull my weight somehow," Y/N reminded him.

"Then at least let me help out. I don't do anything around here except make shitty minestrone," Joel sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration and not noticing the way Y/N’s eyes seemed to follow the action.

Y/N set the apple down, rolling her eyes slightly when Joel picked it up and angrily took a bite out of the other side. "First of all, your minestrone is heaven, so never refer to it as shitty ever again," she told him. Joel just looked away and Y/N sighed before reaching out and setting a hand on top of the boy's arm. He hesitantly looked her way and she offered him a small smile. "I know you may think you don't do anything to help out around here, but you do, Joel. You help out in more ways than you may think."

Joel looked away and bit into the apple again. "You're just trying to make me feel better and I appreciate it, but we both know I don't do anything," he muttered. "Not anything important anyways."

"Joel," Y/N began but the sound of someone yelling her name made her fall short. She glanced in the direction of the voice, putting together who was calling for her and why. It was planning day after all and those days always started at dawn so that they could get some training out of the way before mapping out their next hunting trip.

Sighing, Y/N looked back at Joel and gave his arm one more squeeze. "That's my cue to leave," she said, pulling herself up out of her chair. The girl began to make her way towards the door before pausing and looking back at Joel who was just staring at the table with the half eaten apple in hand.

Before Joel knew what was happening, Y/N was jumping on him from behind, her arms wrapping around his frame for a quick hug as she kissed his cheek and said, "Have a great day, Joel. I'll see you later for lunch, okay? Love you." She then slyly stole the apple from him and winked in his direction before running out of the room as her name was yelled out once again.

Joel couldn't help but smile as he watched the girl leave, ignoring the way his heart seemed to skip a beat which was unusual for him.

"Love you too," he whispered.

- - -

Y/N stared at the map in front of them with a contemplating look upon her face. She was resting her head on her hand and gently tapped her finger against her cheek while her eyes flickered over the marks they had already made.

"Why don't we try over here?" Y/N suggested, pointing towards the section that they had already marked off as 'Do Not Enter.'

All eyes turned to her almost immediately and Connor shook his head. "Y/N, you know why we don't go over there," he told her, referencing the incident where half of their hunting squad got killed, but the girl was persistent.

"That was back when we were just beginning our second year down here. We're more prepared now," Y/N told them. "Every time we go hunting, we stay close enough that we can run back to the bunker if needed. We can't keep living like this. I mean, aren't you guys a little bit curious as to what it's like out there?"

There was a unanimous, "No."

Y/N frowned and looked back down at the map, her fingers now brushing across the small area she had been pointing at while the others all watched her. “Y/N," Anna Lucia sighed, walking over to the girl's side and placing a hand on her shoulder. "There are so many unknowns out there and you know that. What if we go out there and our whole hunting party gets eaten by those monsters? What would the others do?"

"Live off Joel's minestrone," Y/N suggested before sighing and looking towards her friend. "But what if we don't die? What if this opens up a whole new world for us?"

Anna Lucia squeezed the girl's shoulder before whispering, "We can't risk it."

Y/N frowned and looked away while Anna Lucia let her hand fall back down to her side. "Anna Lucia's right except for the being able to live off Joel's minestrone thing. I'm pretty sure he'd be out there trying to avenge you before even thinking about making minestrone," Tim spoke up.

"He wouldn't be stupid enough to do that," Y/N assured them.

"He'd be reckless enough," Connor retorted. Y/N gave him a look and the man sighed, "Seriously, Y/N? When are you two just going to grow a pair and tell each other how you feel?"

Y/N blinked in surprise, a light blush taking over her features as she looked around at her friends who were all smirking. "W-What?" she whispered.

"Gosh, you're insufferable sometimes," Anna Lucia muttered jokingly. "It's obvious that you like him and he is your best friend who is also the only one that's still single down here."

"Joel and I—" Y/N hesitated, the thought of actually being with Joel like that making her heart flutter. "We're just friends," she insisted before giving them all a sad smile. "We won't be getting together."

"It's only a matter of time," Anderson smirked making the girl glare in his direction. However, she didn't get a chance to say or do anything because they all were frozen in place as the lights to the bunker flickered on and off before turning on once again.

"What was—" Anna Lucia began, but Y/N could already feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end and had a sneaking suspicion of what was happening.

"Breach," she muttered at the same time someone yelled out from another room, "There's been a breach!"

They all ran out of the room, a few of them scanning the perimeter before they made their way to the main room where everyone was waiting to help them get ready. They hurriedly put what armor they did have on their bodies and Y/N was pulling her hair back into a ponytail when she noticed Joel stumbling into the room with all the weapons in hand.

"Guys! Guys! I got the weapons," Joel announced before proceeding to hand them out to the hunters that walked by.

"Stay," Anderson told him as he took a crossbow.

Joel blinked in surprise, "What? What's happening? What's going on?"

"We've been breached," Y/N explained while she waited for Anna Lucia to grab her weapon so that she could finally reach Joel.

"Breached?" Joel asked. "What do you mean? Like, inside the bunker breached?"

"That's what 'breached' means, kiddo. Y/N, come on," Connor demanded causing the girl to sigh in frustration as him and all the hunters left the room. She turned to Joel who was still trying to process what was happening.

"Joel," she said and he quickly turned to her.

"Right. Right. Here," he muttered as he held out a back holster with two katanas strapped in. She had taken them off of a guy back when the apocalypse had first begun. He had been dead and it wasn't like he planned on using them anyways, so she had taken them in order to keep herself alive. They were her weapon of choice, but she was also one of the best shooters they had so she tended to use a crossbow when necessary. "And here's this," he told her before handing her a crossbow as well.

"Thanks," Y/N told him before nodding her head at him and running out of the room.

"Wait!" Joel yelled, but the girl was already gone. "Breached," he muttered to himself in shock before running after his best friend. By the time he made it to where everyone was, Y/N was already inspecting the gate to the sewers with a frown on her face and her crossbow at the ready while some others worked on getting it open.

"Anna Lucia, Y/N and I will engage," Connor directed. "Anderson and Tim, flank us."

"Flank 'em, yeah, okay. Where do you guys need me? The rear, or. . ." Joel trailed off causing them all to look his way, including Y/N.

"I thought we were past this, Joel," Tim told him as they all looked back to gate.

"Past what? You need help. I can help," Joel insisted. "In case you've forgotten, Robin and I are a duo and I know she goes on the hunting trips and I don't, but this I can help with. Let me help."

"You gonna make me say it?" Connor asked.

"Say what?" Joel questioned.

"You can't handle it, Joel," Connor told him.

"You're shook," Tim added.

"Okay, yeah. So, you guys don't get scared ever?" Joel asked them.

"We get scared."

"We all get scared, Joel, but you get really scared."

"We're not trying to make you feel bad."

"We love you, Joel."

"But you're unsafe."

"You're a liability."

"Even on supply runs."

"Guys!" Y/N exclaimed glaring at the men while Joel looked between them a bit confused.

"Okay, why did that speech feel so rehearsed?" Joel questioned.

"He's got a point," Y/N muttered, turning back around while she nervously fidgeted her hands against the crossbow. "If you're going to tell him something like that at least be sincere instead of rehearsing in your mirror beforehand."

"We did not—" Tim began, but the sound of a growl and something banging against metal made them all tense while Joel jumped back a good foot from where he originally was.

"Connor, Y/N," Karen said as she handed a device to the man. Y/N quickly stood up and hurried over, her eyes flickering over the screen where she could see a blue dot making its way through the sewers towards them.

"Shit," she muttered before standing up more and cracking her neck. She got an arrow ready in the crossbow and jumped in place for a moment to get her nerves out. "Let's do this."

"Okay, 30 meters out. Let's move," Connor directed.

The sewer door was pulled down before the hunters began making their way inside. Y/N was about to follow when someone grabbed ahold of her wrist. She looked back, her eyes locking with Joel's as he held on tightly and whispered, "I can help, Robin."

Y/N let her eyes flicker over his face while her mouth opened up to say something. However, she found herself unable to. All she could imagine was Joel getting attacked by whatever creature was in the sewers at that very moment. She couldn't let him go in there, no matter how badly he wanted to. This was the first time a breach like this had ever happened. Who knew what awaited them down there?

The girl rushed forward, hugging the boy tightly and making him stumble back a bit in surprise. She didn't give him time to react before she was pulling away. "I'm sorry," she whispered, quickly turning around and climbing into the sewers. However, she didn't disappear before she yelled out, "No one let Joel follow!"

Joel's eyes widened. "What?" he exclaimed before attempting to rush forward, but Tim was already there to stand in his way. "Tim, you got to let me go with her. I can't let her go alone. I-I can help."

"She'll be fine, Joel. Y/N’s a survivor. She won't let whatever creature this is take her down," Tim assured him before reaching out to grab the curtain. "You heard what she said. Now go with them." He then pulled the curtain between the two, effectively blocking Joel's view of the tunnel and leaving the boy standing there with a numb feeling coursing through his body.

"Robin," he muttered in frustration before turning on his heels and running to the room everyone was in. The door was locked behind him and Joel quickly shoved his way to the front so that he could watch the monitor with Karen and Kala.

They could all see five yellow dots moving through the tunnels near a bigger blue dot in the center of the screen. "They're getting close," Karen muttered, a silence falling upon them all as they noticed the five dots stop not too far away from the creature. Before anyone knew what was happening, the blue dot lunged out and grabbed ahold of one of the yellow dots.

"Shit."

"Oh, my God."

"It's got one of 'em."

"What about the others?"

The lights began to flicker while Joel felt his heart drop to his stomach. "Y/N," he whispered, his voice making everyone look his way. He was pale, his hands shakily holding onto the crossbow in his hands.

"We don't know if that's her, Joel," Karen tried to tell him. "She could be fine. She—"

"I'm going after her," he said before turning and running for the door. Everyone's eyes widened as people began to make a move towards him, by the boy was quick and already had the door open.

"Joel!" Kala yelled.

"They need help. My best friend needs help. I'm going," Joel insisted before running out the door and slamming in shut behind him.

Joel spun around quickly, crossbow in the air while he nervously looked around the bunker. It was like he was walking into a foreign place, the usual warm feeling of the bunker being replaced with nothing but an eerie feeling and a coldness that shook him to his very core.

His breathing was shaky as he began to walk forward, his eyes flickering around his surroundings while Joel tried to keep himself calm. The only thing keeping him from collapsing in fear was the knowledge that Y/N was out there possibly hurt. He had to get to her. He had to.

The lights flickered as he slowly made his way back towards the tunnels where he knew he had his best access to the others. It was a deafening silent as he walked into the room, so quiet in fact that his ears were ringing.

He nervously looked around and adjusted his hands on the crossbow. As he grew closer to the curtain Tim had pulled out earlier, a new sound filled his ears while his feet slowly stepped in the new puddles of water and blood that were on the ground. The sight made him feel sick to his stomach, so Joel did his best to keep his eyes staring straight ahead.

A lightbulb exploding behind him made the boy jump and spin around, his eyes wide in fear before he realized what had happened and turned back around. He could hear Tim and Connor's words replaying over and over in his head.

We all get scared, Joel, but you get really scared.

You're unsafe.

You're a liability.

Joel walked forward and took in a shaky breath as he attempted to push the voices from his head. His eyes continued to survey the area and he hesitated at the sight of a figure on the other side of the curtain. It almost looked like—

"Connor?" Joel questioned, his voice barely above a whisper. When there was no response, Joel furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and lowered his crossbow just a bit. "Connor?"

It was at that moment that a loud hissing sound came from the other side of the curtain and Connor's body limply flew across the room before being shoved into the mouth of whatever creature was over there with him. Lights from the other side shinned their shadows against the curtain and Joel's eyes widened in fear as he slowly took a step back.

Joel's whole body was shaking, his eyes tearing up a little as he feared for not only his life, but Y/N’s as well. If the creature had done what it did to Connor with Y/N. . .well, Joel didn't even want to think about what he would do.

It seemed he wouldn't have to because at that moment the monster finished up eating Connor and turned its attention towards the curtain. It made a noise that Joel swore was able to rattle his bones. The crossbow was back up in position once again, but his hands were shaking so badly that he knew if he didn't get his fear together he was going to be the monster's dessert to the meal it just ate.

The monster began to stand up on the other side of the curtain, its shadow growing bigger and making Joel gulp. He shakily got the crossbow ready to fire before freezing at the sight of the monster appearing over the top of the curtain.

There were tears in his eyes at this point and Joel couldn't even move as he watched the monster tear the curtain down before moving towards him. A few tears slid down his face and Joel felt the fear and panic coursing through his veins.

He closed his eyes as the monster grew nearer, his face confronting in pain and fear as he felt the monster's breath fanning his face and heard the growls rattling in his head.

Then before he knew what had happened, he heard the sound of something flying through the air and then the monster cried out in agony. He felt someone rush by him and opened his eyes to find Y/N standing above the monster's dead body, one katana dripping with blood in one hand while the other protruded from the center of the monster's face.

"D-Did I kill it, or did you?" Joel whispered, her eyes flickering between Y/N who still had yet to turn around and look at him, Tim, and Anna Lucia.

"What do you think?" Anna Lucia asked.

"Robin," he muttered for he knew she had been the one to save him, his eyes flickering back over to his best friend. It was then that she turned to look at him, her whole body shaking as she breathed heavily and attempted to calm herself down. Joel inhaled sharply at the sight of her, her face covered in dirt and blood while a scratch ran down the length of her arm from where the monster had no doubt tried to grab ahold of her.

Joel began to break at that, tears rolling down his face even more while Y/N pulled the other katana out of the monster's head before shoving them both into their sheaths. She moved forward in an instant, her hands grabbing ahold of Joel's arms while she looked to him with a worried gaze.

"Joel, are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked earning a slow shake of his head in response. "What were you doing? What were you thinking? You could've gotten killed!"

Joel slowly lifted his gaze to her, his whole body still shaking as he whispered, "You-You were in trouble, Robin. I—"

Joel was unable to finish what he was saying, his words being cut off as he closed his eyes and more tears fell. It was obvious he was holding back a sob due to the fact they were in front of other people and Y/N felt herself soften almost immediately.

She was wrapping her arms around his neck without a second thought, pulling him in for a hug which Joel quickly accepted. His arms were around her waist and he held onto her tightly while he shook, his tear filled eyes flickering to the ground where the monster that had been seconds away from killing him laid dead on the ground.

- - -

Oh, and I have a pretty severe freezing problem.

But I am working on it.

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dialogue prompt #1: “Is this illegal?”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: f2l, fluff

word count: 1,590

warnings: alcohol consumption, swearing

summary: jungkook is in love with his best friend who would date anybody but him

a/n: these are meant to be for writing practice. feedback is greatly appreciated. it's really short but I hope you like this!! prompt is inspired from pinterest.

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“Is this illegal?”

Jungkook realises you are dumb, especially with all that alcohol from the party, or more so even without it. 

He takes a sip of his beer and tries to construct a safe sentence which won't come out as rude.

“Bitch”. Well he tried. “You want to rob someone? That too his Balenciaga jacket? ”

You are referring to Namjoon who is busy chatting up girls with his dimples and loads of knowledge, for which he is mostly known. Redefining sexy or something on that line. 

He was hosting this party for reasons you don't remember now anyways, it has something to do with his never ending list of achievements. And he basically invites most of the population of college. I mean free drinks so, whatever. 

“I'm cold Kook, and his jacket looks so warm. He didn't give it when I asked him politely, so let's steal it”, you slur, shifting your body weight around enough to not have your face planted on the floor. 

“You asked him? ”, he squeaks. “You can have mine”, he is removing his denim jacket in the next second, with a look of amuse of course and drapes it over your shoulder, “feeling better?”

“Yes!”, you begin to chime, “It smells like you too!”

Jungkook’s cheeks warm up instinctively. Though sometimes you are a pain in the ass, especially drunk, he had never complained about it. He shoots death glares and unpleasant nose scrunches of course, but nothing more. He'd been your friend for so long, so he should've been used to the random appreciation you give him. He should be immune to your flirty laughs, the way you look absolutely endearing with his hoodie on your small frame and definitely not clench his fist in jealousy when you go out for dates. 

Probably a very cliche best friend in one-sided love story, but he feels so much more complications than that. He was going to confess ages ago, but since you are dumb as I said, would jump around random guys, scare them off with your mouth and wonder why you are single. 

At times he wants to blow a punch to his face, like now, for being so crazy about his best friend, and being limited to only give you some sort of bro love until it's alas the final year of college and he completely misses the chance when you go to Paris for career. 

“Talk something Kookie”, you bump shoulders together to catch the boy's attention who is in deep thought. He was indulgent in walking you to your dorm, and it reaches by ten minutes, and he really just want to fucking kiss you before you go, but he can't. 

He faces you when you rest your face on his shoulder. “What are you thinking about hm?”, you ask. 

“Nothing”. Liar. 

“Well then I have something to say”, you remove your face and gaze on the ground, feeling a little sad already. 

For a second he is hopeful and he doesn't know why. “What about?”

“Yesterday’s date”. Ouch. But as always he is trying his best, “Oh totally forgot about it. How did it go? Any luck? ”

“He stood me up. That asshole didn't even show up. I guess he just wanted sex”, you kick a pebble out of frustration while Jungkook wants to kick his face. It breaks him that he doesn't stand a chance to show you how much you can be loved. That you are more than the body all boys crave and go. 

This time he kicks a pebble, and it jumps fairly up to land on some car’s window. 

“Careful”, you chuckle, “I don't have money for concession”.

“Y/n, why don't you understand when I say someone is playing you? I always warn you, but you choose to do your bullshit anyway”. He is aggressive, but he's just sad; broken. And even though you get it, it sets you off. 

“I am trying to find my soul mate”.

Jungkook couldn't help but laugh out loud, he thinks you are so innocent, so naive to let people run you over because of how soft your heart is. He even bends a little to catch his knees to support himself. 

“What?”, you scoff, crossing your hands across the chest. 

“You want to go on a date?”, he asks. And it takes him off guard too, more than you. But he seemed confident for the first time. Probably because the sober you doesn't remember the drunk you even in the slightest, or perhaps he thinks it'll go right. 

“Date?”, you repeat, “With you?”

“Yeah”

“Like… right now?”

“Yes”, he puts out his hand, waiting for you to join hands. 

What's the worst thing that's going to happen anyways? It's Jungkook, that one person who would give his life to protect you. 

He doesn't say anything for the rest of the walk. It's a bit rushed because he can't simply wait. A whole thunderstorm is rushing inside his veins and he wants to make everything about this just perfect. So perfect that you forget about every date you have ever been too. 

This is surely not the best date he had planned if he ever took you out, but it sounds alright on his mind and wishes it does the same on yours too. 

After a stroll, you're waiting for Jungkook behind some rented building. He returns with a ladder; enough to make it to the first floor. 

He makes sure to stand behind you and assure your safety. The rest of the way up was stairs, several tiring floors and heavy breath. 

He observes your face forms an ‘O’ out of surprise. 

At the rooftop of this building sits the most beautiful view of the city and thankfully starry sky to make things better. 

It's Jungkook’s self-reflection space to be exact. There were things he shared with you of course, you were each other's shoulder to cry on, but ever since he caught feelings for you, he is just afraid he'll end up ranting into a sudden confession and ruin the friendship. 

So he found other ways to cope. You however were convinced that it was some sort of “change” over time. Everyone changes and you believed it was just something of that sorts. 

“It's so beautiful! ”, you grin, “How come you never bring me here you meanie! ”, you smack his arm as you sit down on the ground beside him. 

“I was going too! ”, he fights back,  rubbing his arm. 

“This is a perfect date”, you begin after some moment of silence, “how come you don't go for relationships!? Girls will be so happy to be treated this way! ”

The first part of the sentence makes his chest warm out of pride, but it collapses to where it was before as you end. 

He just knows you'll never know how he feels unless he just says it, without beating around the bush. 

He doesn't say anything and instead gets up to take two cans of beer he had hid somewhere. You are way past your alcohol limit and acting knowingly for once, you reject. 

He opens his and chugs down half of it in one go. 

“Woah… hey Kookie you alright? ”, he flinches when your palm presses against his shoulder. 

“I want to kiss you really bad”.

Bad line of start. 

Your cheeks burn and turn vibrant shades of scarlet, expecting anything but that. But the more you continue to look at him, the more ethereal he looks; attractive, and someone definitely not deserving of petty friend zoning. 

He feels a pair of lips on his cheeks, startling him. He turns around to see your face breathtakingly close. 

He is really slow, studying every clue you give, once he is certain he is doing this with consent, he places both of his palms on your cheek and leans in. 

Jungkook wants to pinch himself because he thinks he is sleeping and it's just another one of his blissful day dreams. But when you nibble on his bottom lip, he thinks maybe not. You are really here, hands on his hair and kissing him. He holds your head more firmly as he begins to dominate the kiss, ambitious to let you know what he had been thinking about you for the past several years. 

His lips are flushed and glossy when you break off of him, but hands still on his body, on his shoulder, taking your time to catch your breath. 

“Y/n...I hope it's clear now. I like you. Like… . I really like you. And it had been killing me for years whenever I see you going behind other guys, sleeping with them just because they agree to take you on a date. Please Y/n, will you give me a…chance”.

Since the author had enough of Y/n’s dumbness as well, the story continues with Y/n accepting him, realising how blind she was. 

You feel already intoxicated by his lips so you give it a peck and hug him, “Yes Koo. And I'm sorry, for all this, and thank you so much for this date, I am looking forward to our second one”, you beam. 

He finds it cute how you think soulmates exist. He doesn't know about all that. He just knows you can make him happy and every heartbreak for you was worth it. So he smiles and nods, nothing conveyed after, until he takes you back to your dorm and kisses you one last time for the day. 

Thank you so much for reading!!

Original Content of ©bangtanpromptsfics

[razorblade180]

My OCs in an Among Us convo

Aero:Okay okay okay....Who the fuck killed Sparrow?

Mona:Me.

Aero:Shut up. It wasn’t you.

Mona:Yeah but I was going to.

Nick:Should we vote her off now?

Aero:Don’t listen to her. She doesn’t matter.

Mona:Wow!!! Damn, okay! You’re next to die.

Aero:YOU AREN’T- Veronica, where were you!?

Veronica:Venting.

Summer:Oh my g- please tell me this you trying to big brain reverse psychology and failing at it?

Valerie:*voting Vee* Finished.

Veronica:Bitch I’m trolling! I took out the trash.

Carmine:I watched her take out trash.

Yujin:Eliza why are you so quiet?

Eliza:Why am- HALF OF US HAVEN’T SPOKE!

Yujin:Hmmm deflecting.

Lucas:I think we should skip. It’s just one body and three imposters. Obviously one got jumpy or two of them are slow.

Tenzen:Was that a way of signaling the other impostors, LUCAS!?

xxxxx

Three people die

Tenzen:Well soul you look at that! All three imposters got their act together after Lucas said something!

Lucas:Or one person killed three people, maybe two people and a second person killed the third. This proves nothing. Aero, was Mona not with you?

Aero:I saw her get scanned because I can’t trust her to lie or tell the truth. She was green, and then went off.

Sienna:But you found her body.

Aero:Yeah.

Sienna:....If you were the person with her and now she’s dead-

Aero:Why would I kill a person who said they were an impostor!? Why would I kill the one person who likes to orbit around me constantly!?

Nick:Sus.

Jael:Cam we adress that both my mom and Eliza are also dead?

Yujin:Where did they die?

Jael:How should I know!? Where were they last seen!?

Summer:I saw Valerie with Jacquelyn.

Valerie:.....

......

Nick:Are you going to defend yourself!?

Valerie:Well...I was but-

Veronica:*votes*

Valerie:STAHP! I didn’t! I was doing the asteroid game! I couldn’t see anything okay!?

Carmine:Nick, is Valerie good at lying?

Nick:She’s ass and I don’t believe this.

Valerie:NICK!

Everyone:*voting*

Valerie:It’s a set up!!! There’s a vent in that room!

Sienna:It’s a little late to preach.

Nick:Learn to lie better Val.

Valerie wasn’t an impostor

Nick:F-

xxxxx

Emergency Meeting

Carmine:Aero stop following me.

Aero:Bitch you are following me!

Lucas:This got hostile really fast.

Yujin:Anyone noticed Kovu hasn’t said a word.

Kovu:*sweating*Wait-

Kovu was an impostor. 2 remain.

xxxxx

Another emergency meeting immediately after.

Aero:We’re not done! Why you following me, huh Yo-yo!?

Carmine:I will beat you within an inch of your life. Do not lie on me!

Jael:We’re gonna die.

Sienna:It’s 10 v 2 we are fine. Let’s all buddy up.

Lucas:That’s a dumb idea and it’s 8 v 2. The impostors would just go around double killing.

Sienna:Not if we don’t put them together.

Lucas:HOW WOULD YOU KNOW!?

Sienna:...Listen, we all can’t think ahead.

Tenzen:*laughing loudly*

Yujin:Let me pick the teams!

Jael:I don’t trust your judgment.

Yujin:Excuse me!? I got Kovu our while everyone was sitting on their thumbs!

Veronica:She has a good point.

Yujin:Any objections?

.....

Yujin:Okay then

Yujin began to make the pairs. She had to think outside the box on this. Lucas was paired with Carmine. Nick got pair with Jael. Tenzen got to go with Summer. While Aero went with Veronica and Sienna was stuck with Yujin.

Yujin:Now everyone is with someone they don’t know well so everyone should have their guard up. The moment one deviates from the plan will automatically be called into question; and if one person from the pair dies then you already know how that looks. Come on crew mates, let’s win this!!!

xxxx

Several minutes have passed by...

Lucas:*fixing radio* Carmine, level with me. You aren’t an impostor are you?

Carmine:Nope.

Lucas:Neither am I, and things have been awfully quiet. Maybe...we should hit the emergency button.

Carmine:Why?

Lucas:Because one of two things will happen. Everyone’s alive and Yujin’s system is working, or there’s at least two dead dead because the impostors killed their buddies to move freely.

Carmine:That’s a risk because of they get spotted alone then they’ll die.

Lucas:Unless they meet up.

Carmine:....We should go hit that but-

Reactor meltdown

Lucas:Oh that’s not good. Let’s take the left one.

Carmine:But we should split up to hit both-

Lucas:No separating!

Carmine:Dude, what if they gate keep one? We need to split if we wanna chance!

Lucas:I swear if you’re trying to play me...

Carmine:I am barely a C student! I’m not big braining you! I could kill you now, go to a reactor, and then say you died on the way to the other one. Instead I’m asking to split up!

Lucas:......Your a C student? That’s depressing.

Carmine: A “C” gets a degree! You go left. I go r-

Reactor stops

Lucas:Aye, I guess we’re all okay.

???:Nope. There’s five people alive.

Carmine and Lucas turn around to see Sienna and Yujin chilling by the door, smirking mischievously.

Impostors win

xxxx

Yujin:Yeaah!!!!!! MVP!!!

Sienna:Bow before her genius!

Sparrow:ALL OF YOU SUCK AT COMMUNICATING!

Twin Sf crew: We’re sorry....

Mona:Why didn’t we question the assassin first?

Aero:Because you were trolling out the gate!

Jael:I can’t believe you killed me.

Sienna:*pats head* Look at the bright side, it was painless!

Jacquelyn:I think you missed the point.

Valerie:This sucked!

Eliza:Wait, wait, wait, Yujin, you were the impostor?

Yujin:Yes.

Eliza:So you sold out Kovu out on purpose to build credibility!?

Yujin:*smiles*

......

Everyone:(That’s fucked up)

Lucas:Seriously, a C student?

Carmine:*pouting* This is why I don’t share...

[the-inquisitive-hobbit]

The Call of the Siren

There’s something lurking in the woods. It looms there, hiding in the ominous shadows casted by the alcove trees, just beyond the backdoor of his cabin. Sam is a reasonable man, he doesn’t believe in superstitions, he never has. But all reason escapes him, when he can actually feel the presence of something other.

It feels like it’s crouching there, just gauging and observing Sam as he goes about his daily routine. Like a predator stalking its prey down just before delivering the killing blow.

Maybe it’s just his imagination or the loneliness of living in the woods like a brooding hermit is finally catching up to him. Whenever he peers out of the window for more than ten seconds, the instinctual reflex of fight or flight which should have kicked in disappears and Sam just feels intrigued instead.

It’s eerie, the silence feels like piqued anticipation while the air becomes colder around the lodge. The forests shouldn't be this quiet, Sam thinks distantly, soundless to the extent that Sam can hear the sound of his own breaths. Even the winds seem erratic at best and it calls something in Sam. It’s not as much a warning as it feels like a prophecy.

So naturally, after suffering for a week Sam finally decides to do something. It was more for his sister Sarah baiting him then him taking the initiative himself.

His dark skin shines under the scant moonlight that makes it through the massive canopy of tree branches which spans above his head. Giving Sam an almost otherworldly look himself as he walks.

He can still remember the teasing smirk on her face visible even on the tiny screen of his cellphone, as she dared him to venture out in the woods, not because she wants him to get in danger but because she feels concerned that spending all his time holed up in the cabin won’t do his traumatized, war weary psyche any good.

Sam packs up all his go-to things in a brown fanny pack and sets off to explore the surreal woods. After walking for a while (more like pacing gingerly and occasionally getting smacked in the face by a wayward branch) he makes it out of the dense cover of the forest and stumbles into a clearing.

There’s a small fresh water lake here, almost little enough to be called a pond, if it wasn’t for the way the lake stretches across the clearing and drifts towards the west. The water is dark and clear, the setting sun making it reflect in a semblance of an ancient ephemeral geyser.

Sam grins and takes off his shirt. He runs and leaps into the lake with a shout of joy. He surfaces with a clear head and feels as if all his burdens, his trauma, the bad memories which make him shiver even under the warmest blankets; all of them get drowned almost as if he’s getting baptized all over again.

His large brown eyes seem to sparkle as water droplets frame his face as gentle as a lover’s caress.

Unknown to him, the presence greedily takes in the sight of his mate. The siren is sure that this human; this gorgeous, kind-hearted man with a warrior’s soul, is his One. The siren has been calling his mate to him all this time and like a true legionary, his mate has resisted him for the courting period.

Now though the presence, James, he reminds himself (because their mate wouldn’t be able to say his ancient true name). James knows that the time to wait is no more.

He emerges from the water, his shoulder length dark hair hewing like a regal crown around his head as his steel blue eyes pin the dark skinned man where he was lazily wading through the lake.

“Um, Hey? I didn’t notice you around here before.” Sam questions, shaking off his shock at the sight of the handsome stranger.

“Yeah, my -uh- humble abode is across the clearing on the other side of the lake. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen anyone here. Started to think people just don’t like being in nature anymore.” James stutters, ducking his head to hide the pink tint that brushes his cheeks. Way to be suave, you idiot. Seduction is supposed to be in the job description.

Sam’s doe eyes soften as he looks over the awkward stranger, he isn’t scared anymore just feeling amused at the other man’s stuttering.

“Well, I just needed out of that city life, ya know? I’m Sam Wilson by the way.” He raises his hand for a handshake and looks at the other man expectantly.

“Well met, Sam Wilson. You can call me James.”

With a predatory smile on his charming face, James doesn’t bother to hide his supernatural appearance anymore as he grasps his mate’s hand and yanks them close together.

Sam gasps as a tingling sensation travelled from his hand to his entire body as soon as their hands touched. He would discount it as cold sweats cause of standing in the water for too long, if it weren’t for the knowing look in James’ eyes. Any shivers he might have because of the cold died away as the brunette closed the distance between them. Maybe it was Sam’s imagination playing tricks on him, but for a second when he caught a glimpse of James’ shadow in the water. He swears it flickered with a fiendish tail-like something sweeping beneath the area where the torso meets the lower half of the body.

“Wha- what are you doing, man?” The younger man says hurriedly as he looks up at James who was so close now that they could feel their breaths on each other’s faces.

James tilts his head and smiles with far too many teeth to be normal but doesn’t answer Sam. He boxes Sam between his arms, wading them both through the water to the shore, with an ease that suggests decades of practice and leans in to whisper in his mate’s ear.

And even though Sam doesn’t understand what this man says, he feels the words wash over him and the part inside him that had been intrigued from the moment he stepped foot in the forest; that part screams in unquantifiable ecstasy.

Some part of his soul, the one that isn’t drowning under the intense gaze of this stranger who suddenly feels like Sam has known him all his life, that part says Oh, it’s you.

Finally.

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Prompt submission for "Something Lurking in the Woods" for Sambucky halloween2021 held by the @sambuckylibrary

[hjh-ceilo-monster]

Who live next door? : Dragon next door (KSJ)

Author note : Finally, I’m back you guys. My uni decide to move my final exams schedule for the third time. Anyway, hope you enjoy my first os after break. 

Shout out : The plot belongs to Hybrid Prompts @Ungnyeo in wattpad. (I think you also have your blog here, but I forgot. Sorry.)

Summary : Your ancestor was a well known dragon hunter. However, now is 21st century and you decided not to continue training. You moved out from your hometown and started a new life in a city. What you didn’t expect was your handsome neighbor/love at first sight will turn out to be a dragon. Not to mention that he is a sassy one.

Author pov.

“Be safe, dear.”

“Don’t forget to visit us, y/n.” Those were the last sentence from your parents before you left the house. Inhaling the fresh air for the last time and mumbling a goodbye for the last time, you jumped onto the bus.

You tried to calm your nervous self down by plugin the earphone into your ear and listen to music. Gazing out the window, you sighed. Many thoughts ran in your head.

Is your decision correct?

Will you have friends there?

Will your neighbor like you?

Train of thought lost you from reality. You didn’t realize yourself until a voice calling you.

“Miss, can I sit here?” You just nodded and moved a little for that someone to take a seat.

“You seem nervous. Perhaps, are you from out of the city?” Now you looked up and find a guy sat beside you. The beauty of his face made you quickly looked down and flushed. What a handsome guy.

“Did I startle you? I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s..I...nervous.” Your stutter made him chuckle.

He seemed to use lots of effort to strike a conversation with you. However, thanks to your stutter, it made things awkward. Still, he continued talking to you and ensured that you were doing great.

“And here we are, our stop.” 

“Our?” 

“Oh, I forgot to mention it. Your address is next to mine.” He scratched his nape and glanced at your house. He then jogged toward his house and turned around.

“Welcome, new neighbor.” Giving you the last wave, he entered his house.

There my heart, shaking as if it wanted to come out. You think you have a crush on him.

A week later everything seemed to be good. You found a job at a local bookstore. The owner was so kind and gave you the job without any interview. Saying that it isn’t common for someone in the town to want a job here.

“Namjoon-ah where should I put this box?” You stood still at your spot. Waiting for the boy to give you an order. 

“Oh over here.” He ran toward you and picked the box out of your grip. 

This boy was the grandchild of the owner. He was as sweet as his grandpa. Having you as the employee, he didn’t let you work much. All you need to do was the cashier work. He became your friend here in no time besides.

Your neighbor, Seokjin, which you got to know his name three days after your first encounter, was great. He was really helpful and always walked with you downtown.

Despite his warmhearted persona and stunning face, you noticed some odd things about him. First, he always wore a beanie or a hat when he hanged out with you. Secondly, no matter how hot the weather was, he would always wear a jacket or some days layer it all. 

Finally, his body temperature seemed to be warmer than usual. You once joked around with him and clung around his arm. However, you felt hot so you suddenly ask whether he has a cold or not. He said that it was normal.

Another week later you guys plan to have a movie marathon and sleepover. Honestly, you tried to convince yourself to act normal and not to imagine that this was an indirect date. 

Ring... Ring...

“Oh you ar...rive” You glanced at pillows in his embrace. You didn’t mean to look as if you were judging him. Counting the number, he carried 4 pillows from his house.

“You don’t need to carry them here since I have mine.” Now Jin was panic. He forgot that you didn’t know his secret yet and it was the reason behind his weird act.

“Ummm I just don’t want to use your belong that much since I always see you do laundry 3-4 times a week.” 

‘Wow, he notices?’ You impressed and got distracted a bit.

“Can I go in?”

“Oh sure.”

Watching a movie wouldn’t be fun if there was no Jin. He could turn every serious moment into jokes, even if it was a scene in a horror movie. Both of you now cuddled on the sofa. The pillow he brought become useful since they all fluffy. It made the place fluffier and more comfortable.

“Tired?” Jin asked. Notice your body that busied cuddling with him and wiggled in his embrace to get sleep. Your eyes were half open and seemed to not focus on the screen anymore.

“hmmm,” You only hummed with a nod.

“Good night then, blossom.” He bent down and kissed your forehead to you who already drifted to dreamland.

Next morning

You woke up because you heard a growl and mumbled of someone. The realization then hit you. Looking around. you were in Jin’s embrace. All the growl and mumbled sounds came from him. 

“Mine...” Your eyes widen when you got to hear those sounds. Every question started answering on its own in your head. Connecting all dots, you got the final answer.

He is a dragon.

“No!” You got out of his embrace by pushing him. Seokjin was awake and looked at you with eyes full of confusion.

“What happen blossom? Did I do something wrong?” He asked with a sleepy voice.

“You...you are a dragon.” Now he was fully awake from his beauty sleep. All of sudden he felt his heartbeat drop.

“Uhhh I can explain i-”

“You tried to fool me, did you?”

“No, I di-”

“I am very disappointed in you, Kim Seokjin. I thought we were a friend and it turns out you fool me. Perhaps, you want to kill me? Why yo-”

“Stop! If you are going to accuse me then stop. Ok, I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. I trust you, y/n, but I also know you were a hunter. What do you expect me to when I meet you the first time and find out that my mate is also the dragon hunter?”

Now it was your turn to be shocked. First, you fired your anger toward him. Second, you accused him without thinking straight. Now, knowing a piece of new info that you were his mate.

“Seokjin, I a-”

“Save it, I know this will happen. Sorry for bothering you all this time and I won’t do it again. Have a good day.”

And he left.

2 weeks later

“Namjoon I fuck up.” 

“For the hundred of time, when will you stop saying this to me? I suggest you go to his house and apologize to him.”

“No, it isn’t that easy. You know I...” You told Namjoon the full story without missing any detail. You trusted him when it comes to advise.

“Now I know. I’m not surprised that hyung feels upset. I will all feel upset if that happens to me as well. We only have one mate in a life time s-”

“Wait right there, what do you mean we?” Namjoon then chuckles with your reaction.

“I thought you know about this city.”

“I have no idea.”

“Y/N-ah This is a dragon city. Most people here aren’t just human. The ones who look like normal humans are mostly not human either. You are one of a few citizens here that are pure human.”

Namjoon then explained more about the town and promised to bring you and meet his friends. 

“Now go to him and apologize to your man.”

Ring... Ring...

“Who dares to interrupt my bea- huh?”

“Is Jin here?” You asked the guy who opens the door. You assumed that this must be one of his friends. He nodded and let you inside.

“Upstairs, turn right.” You bowed as a thank you before went to the room according to the direction.

You gathered all your courage together and knocked on the door. Waiting there for a while, there was no answer. You dropped all the manner and entered Seokjin’s room.

“Yoongi, I swear I’m not hu- oh it’s you. What brings a little missy here?”

“Jin, we need to talk.” You spoke and tried to be calm.

“And what do you want to talk about? How I will kill you? How you will kill me?”

“No Jin it is no-”

“So what is it then? I didn’t pay for the grocery bill last time that we hang out? Oh no, I brought some of my food too. Let me think again. I parked the car too close to your entrance?”

“Jin stop, I come here to apologize, ok? I fucked it up, yes. I will admit that. I just want to correct things between us. I know I said those words and you are upset. I want to apologize for that. I didn’t know why I got so angry when I found out you were a dragon. I shouldn’t do that. Hell, I should be happy because I am your mate and you are my crush from the first day I arrived here. You might not forgive me and that’s fine. At least, remember that I am sorry for everything.”

Jin froze in his place. He didn’t know how to act, what to say, or even what is his feeling right now. He felt the guilt eating him because of his attitude toward you minutes ago yet his heart full of delight when he heard that he was your crush.

The moment of silence made you upset little by little. His face showed no emotion. You assumed that you were too late.

“I’ll go now and sorry again.”

The moment you opened the door, it closed immediately. The door slammed shut and then your body toward it. Jin towered your body and stared deep into your eyes. You felt like he was searching for your soul.

“I love you blossom.”

“I...” You didn’t get the chance to reply when his lips connected with yours. The kiss was heat and rough yet passionate. He continued to savor the sweet taste of your lips without caring that you were now out of breathing. 

Your hand tried to push his check as a signal. His lips left yours with a string of saliva. Your face was flushed. Your heartbeat echoed in the room. Jin then grinned widely before carried you to his bed.

“Wh..what are you doing?”

“Cuddle.” He answered and placed you on the mattress. Kissing your forehead, he wrapped his arm tightly around your figure. Making you feel secure.

“I’ll make it up to you tomorrow then”

“Hmmm just sleep for now blossom, I’m tired. Besides, you have your whole life with me anyway.”

“Nah, you didn’t ask me out yet, Seokjin.”

“Very well, then be mine?” You turned around and faced him. You decided to tease him a little by peck him before answered.

“I’m yours.”

“Bold and eager are you?” He flipped then hovered you. 

Guess what? No nap time for both of you.

Author note 2.0 : I hope you enjoy this one. I’ll see you next story(not sure whether it’s going to be in this series, but will write something soon). Thanks a lot and take care of yourself.

[byunsbobobu]

Surprise! Part 2 [ M ]

Baekhyun Best Friend/Idol x Reader PART 2 

Fluff, angst, smut

( unprotected sex, fingering, and just smut )

Word Count: 3650

Part 1

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{Summary: Your best friend Baekhyun has been away on tour with his group mates EXO. You haven’t seen him in over 5 months. No calls, text messages, nothing. Busy with his touring schedule you thought you would never see your best friend for another couple months. You’d stay up late at night hoping he’d call to talk to you about his day, but he never did. You began to think he had forgotten about you, until one night you decide to give him a call unexpectedly he picks up and, the next thing you know Baekhyun shows up at y/n door surprising her}

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(Previously….)

“You okay Hyunjin?” you ask. “Yeah! Totally. I was just wondering if you wanted to grab dinner?” He asks. Both of you entering inside your apartment building, Hyunjin holding the door for you to enter before him. Smiling at him and thanking him heading inside towards your apartment complex you both trade glance at each other. He was blushing you could tell. You knew Hyunjin had somewhat of a crush on you and you thought it was so cute how flustered he would get around you. You were about to answer his question until you saw someone standing at your door. You paused. Hyunjin looked at you with confusion. “y/n are you okay? What’s wrong?” Hyunjin asks. “Hey, Hyunjin I’ll talk to you later. We can do dinner another time.” You tell him quickly walking towards your door not moving your eyes on the person leaning against your door. You couldn’t believe he was here in front of your door after all this time. He was here. Baekhyun…

 You made your way towards your door. You were now in front of him “Baekhyun?” you ask rather surprised, with a smile on his face he moves from against your door walking towards you. Now standing in front of you, his hands in his pockets. He speaks “Long time no see y/n”

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[PRESENT]

“B-Baekhyun?” you were speechless. You couldn’t believe he was standing here right in front of you at your door. “What are you doing here?” your voice cracking from being nervous.  “I came to visit y/n. What’s it look like?” He chuckles rubbing the top of your head. ‘You don’t seem to happy to see me?” He asks, his smile fading slowly, but not completely not sure why you were acting so weird at his being here. “N-no, that’s not it. You stuttered. Damnit y/n. You mentally slap yourself in the forehead for being so nervous. “I just wasn’t expecting to see you that’s all. I’m always happy to see you Baekhyun.” You smile at him. His big smile makes its way back onto his face and you can’t help admiring how good he looks. Not having seen him in so long he’s changed a lot. His hair was a platinum blonde color now and it looked longer falling down past his eyes a bit showing a bit of his forehead. His hair looked so soft. You just wanted to touch it. Baekhyun was wearing a long sleeve black shirt that showed off his broad chest that you couldn’t seem to stop staring at, paired with light washed blue ripped jeans and black high-top converse, along with a long chain necklace dangling around his neck. He smelt so good too that you couldn’t help, but lean closer towards where he was standing. Baekhyun’s cologne had a woody’s and warm smell to it. He smelt heavenly. Unaware that you had been staring at him for a couple minutes, Baekhyun clears his throat snapping you out of your trance. Having noticed you were staring at him Baekhyun smirks. You lower your head bashfully avoiding his eyes hoping he didn’t see the blush that was creeping up on your cheeks. “So, you going to let me in, or are we just going to stand out here all night?” His voice deep and raspy voice with a hint of amusement from catching you staring at him earlier, a hint of a smirk still plastered on his gorgeous face. “Yeah.. come on.” You step in front of him facing your door. Looking through your purse for your keys mentally cursing yourself for not telling your roommate to leave the door unlocked like you usually do. Hands shaking from the close proximity of Baekhyun standing behind you, his chest slightly pressed up against your back that you could feel the warmth radiating from his body.  Fuck! Why is he so close to you? You can’t seem to focus with him being this close to you. Your body is on fire you feel yourself start to sweat. Finally grabbing your key’s from out of your purse you push it in the lock twisting it and finally unlocking your door. Turning the nob slowly you, both enter.

 You praise god that your roommate wasn’t home. You remembered her telling you about how she was going to go out with her friends tonight, and that she wouldn’t be home until later. Sighing you and Baekhyun walk into your apartment. His eyes observing every corner of your apartment. Placing your purse on the rack by the door you walk towards the kitchen. “Do you want anything to drink?” You ask him hoping to break the awkward silence. This is so weird. It shouldn’t be this weird and awkward with your best friend. It’s all because of your stupid crush on him. It’s messing with your head, causing you to be this way. Walking towards the living room Baekhyun takes a seat on your black leather couch. “Surprise me” He says. Baekhyun runs his hands through his hair throwing his head back a little. You swear you almost fainted at the simplest of acts ever. What is wrong with you. Get yourself together y/n. You said to yourself. “So.. y/n your call was pretty unexpected last night.” He says. “I didn’t expect you to call me so late at night.” You gulp. “Really, why not?” you ask. He shakes his head and chuckles like it’s obvious why he thought it was unexpected. “y/n you haven’t called me ever since two months ago. I thought you hated me for not contacting you all this time while I was away.” He says lowering his head a sad expression now on his face. Clearly you could tell he felt bad for not contacting you all this time. Deciding on Coke for you both you grab two cans and head towards him on the couch. You place the two cans of Coke on the glass table in front of you guys, and you take a seat beside him. He looks down at the table where the two Coke’s were placed and smirked. “You remembered how much I liked drinking Coke.” He says, now sitting up straight and looking over at you. Blushing you glance down at your hands on your lap. Reaching over and grabbing the can of Coke Baekhyun opens it and places it against his lips and takes a few gulps. His head leaning back a little bit. You watched as he drank the Coke. You couldn’t stop staring at his pink lips imagining the feeling those lips pressed up against your own. His adams apple bobbing up and down as he drank the cold beverage. You swallowed down the lump in your throat. Finally putting down the drink back on the table. He looks over at you, eyebrows raised. He definitely knew you were watching him because the next thing he said caught you off guard. “You know y/n it’s not nice to stare.” He smirks at you. Your breath catching in your throat. You swear you probably look like a tomato right now in front of Baekhyun from how badly you were probably blushing in front of him. “I-I wasn’t staring.” You say. Baekhyun chuckles turning towards you now.

 “So, I wanted to talk to you about something.” Baekhyun spoke. “About why I haven’t called you all this time.” Your ears perked up at hearing those words spill out of his mouth. “Okay..” You gave him a soft smile. “What’s the reason?’ you asked. “I called you almost every day before you left Baekhyun and you never answered any of my calls nor ever sent me a quick text.” You started to feel tears build up, your throat getting dry, but you had to hold back the urge to cry in front of him. Baekhyun lets out a long sigh. “I know y/n, and I’m sorry. I really I am. If I were you I’d hate me.” He looks down nodding his head. “I was a jerk.” Suddenly you moved closer towards him, putting your hand on his shoulder giving it a comforting squeeze. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. I understand you’ve been busy on tour and everything.” He shakes his head still looking down at the ground. This time it feels like he’s afraid of looking at you in the eyes. “No y/n. That’s not the reason I never called you while I was away.” He looks up his eyes meeting yours. How you missed looking into those soulful brown eyes of his, you thought to yourself. “Then what was the reason Baekhyun?” you ask worry now all over your face. “I knew…” he says. Your heart skips a beat at what he has just said. What does he know? you were anxious. “I knew how you felt about me.” At that moment you froze. “I knew you had started to develop feelings for me.” You can’t believe what he’s saying to you right now. You know how I’m not the commitment type of guy y/n.” He says, tears were starting to build up in your eyes again, but this time one rolls down your cheek. “H-how did you know?” You ask, your voice shaking. “Come on, y/n you don’t think I noticed the way you look at me, or how you act around me.” This can’t be happening. Baekhyun knew all this time about how you felt, and he just left you all this time without calling. I can’t believe this. This time you didn’t care if he saw you crying. “I’m sorry y/n I was a jerk. I acted so immature and in the long run I ended up hurting the one person I care about deeply and that’s you. It kills me knowing that I hurt you. I couldn’t bare calling you and hearing your voice.” You stand up from the couch anger and hurt all over your face. “You should go Baekhyun” He looks up at you hovering above him on the couch arms crossed. “y-y/n I’m sorry, but I can explain.” You didn’t want to hear any of his excuses right now. Right now, all you wanted to do was go to your room and cry. “I don’t have time to listen to your excuses Baekhyun.”

You start walking back towards the kitchen. Baekhyun gets up from the couch making his way to the kitchen where you stood. Now standing in front of the sink crying you picked up a dirty cup in the sink and started cleaning it trying your hardest to avoid talking to Baekhyun. “y/n..” He now stood behind you. He was so close to you again. Your head was fuzzy again from how close he was pressed against you. Placing a hand on your shoulder he turns you to face him. Baekhyun stares at you, your eyes bloodshot from crying. “Look at me y/n please. Don’t cry.” Baekhyun takes your face in his hands wiping off a tear that escapes from your face. He lets out a deep breath looking you in the eyes. “The reason I did what I did was because I was afraid” He began. “I was afraid of what could happen if let my feelings towards you grow so I distanced myself.” He said. ‘I was afraid of hurting you, but I ended up doing that anyways.” Baekhyun then began to lean closer his hot breath fanning your face. His eyes look down at your lips, his thumb grazes your cheek. “B-Baekhyun what are you- “You were cut off by Baekhyun’s lips pressed against yours. They were so soft. Baekhyun was gentle at first, once he saw how you were becoming more comfortable he proceeded to deepen the kiss. You let out a subtle moan allowing access for his tongue to make its way into your mouth. You can’t believe this is happening. Baekhyun is kissing you right now. His tongue is in your mouth as you both fight for dominance. Eventually you allow Baekhyun take the lead. Baekhyun pulls away shortly leaving you breathless and panting for more. You didn’t have any time to react because seconds later he attaches his lips to your neck. Kissing below your ear and down the base of your neck sucking and leaving a hickey underneath. “My sweet y/n. I hope you can forgive me.” He says as he continues his assault on your neck. His plump lips soft against your neck. Baekhyun then places a kiss on your throat and you let out a quite moan. His lips make its way to your shoulders. Baekhyun pauses, and you open your eyes. You slightly pout at him confused on why he stopped again. Baekhyun then places his hands around your hips and pulls you closer to his body. Tugging on your shirt he asks. “Can I take this off Baby?” Your heart was beating like crazy right now. You couldn’t think straight all you could think about was how good Baekhyun was making you feel. You nod giving him permission.

Once you give him permission Baekhyun reattaches his lips with yours. His hands go around your waist as he begins to lift your shirt over your head slowly. Finally taking off your shirt throwing it on the floor behind him Baekhyun grabs you by the waist again turning you around and placing you on top of the table. Baekhyun was now standing in between your legs. “You’re so sexy Baby. I should’ve done this a lot sooner” Baekhyun’s playful smirk back on his face licking his lips as he checks you out. His hands rubbing up and down your thighs in a teasing manner. Baekhyun leans in and starts kissing down your neck again his hands teasingly rubbing you breasts through your black lace bra. “How’d you know I like black lace” He says. Baekhyun’s hands make its way around your back unclasping it. Baekhyun brings his lips to your ears whispering into them “Unfortunately tonight I want to see you without it on.” Teasingly he nibbles on your ear and you get goosebumps at the action. Removing your bra, you are now seated on the kitchen table with the upper part of your body fully exposed for Baekhyun. Standing back Baekhyun pulls his shirt over his head leaving him shirtless in front of you. You can’t help, but stare at his body. “Now baby let me make it up to you” He begins. Pushing you down gently on the kitchen table. He moves closer attaching his lips on your right breast and you gasp at the sensation, his other hand massaging your left breast. You throw your head back at the feeling of Baekhyun’s lips on your breasts. His hands moving down lower towards your abdomen making its way past your stomach now reaching your shorts. Baekhyun’s hands make its way inside your shorts and he begins to rub you through your panties in a slow and teasing pace. You whimpered. “Mm” Baekhyun pulls away. “Fuck, Baby your so wet.” He continues to rub your clothed pussy through your panties watching you squirm under his touch. He smirks. You moan as you feel him slip his hands past your panties rubbing his fingers against your wet slit. “How does this feel baby hmm?” He asks. “O-oOh it feels so good Baek” You say in between moans.

Baekhyun takes this chance and pulls your shorts down your legs along with your panties leaving you bare in front of him. “Let me make you feel even better” He says. Lowering himself in between your legs. He spreads your legs open and breathes cool air on your dripping cunt making you whimper. Placing your legs over his shoulders Baekhyun begins to kiss the insides of your thighs teasingly going lower and lower to where you ached for his mouth the most. Suddenly you feel his tongue slide in between your folds as he begins to eat you out. You were now panting and a moaning mess as Baekhyun continues to eat you out. Grabbing a fistful of his hair in your hands. “Mmm” he hums cause the vibrations from his voice to make you moan. “You taste so sweet.” He says. “and to think I was missing out on this.  B-Baekhyun” You let out in between moans. “Stop teasing and just fuck me already. I need you inside me please.” You didn’t care if you sounded desperate in front Baekhyun. You’ve been wanting this for so long, and now here you are with your legs spread open as Baekhyun eats you out. “Baby can’t wait to have my cock inside her hmm” He asks. “How long have you been dreaming about my cock fucking this tight pussy of yours hmm?” Fuck you couldn’t believe how good he was making you feel. You didn’t know that you’d be so turned on by all the stuff he was saying to you. “I bet there were night where you fucked yourself with your fingers thinking about if it were my cock instead.” He continues. “And just like that Baekhyun takes two fingers and plunges them into your pussy thrusting his long slender fingers, reaching deep inside your walls. You clench around his fingers. “So tight.” He hisses. Baekhyun curls his fingers inside you hitting your g-spot. You let out a grutal moan.  All that can be heard in the apartment is the sounds of your wet pussy as Baekhyun fingers you and your heavy breathing. “Imagine if your roommate walked in and saw you getting finger fucked by me on the kitchen table like the dirty slut you are.” Your pussy clenched around his fingers. “You like that Baby? You want your roommate to see how good I make you feel.” He continues, his fingers going faster now.

 You could feel yourself nearing your orgasm. “B-Baekhyun please” You beg. “Please I need you to fuck me I can’t wait anymore.” With that Baekhyun stands up undoing his belt sliding his pants down along with his boxers. You lift your head up from the table and see his hard cock oozing with precum. He was so hard from just watching you get pleasured by him. Seeing his cock, you couldn’t hold back the moan escaping from your lips. Baekhyun grabbed his cock biting his lips and gave it a couple strokes while looking at you watching him stroke his cock. “You like what you see Baby?” He winks. You nod biting down on your lip as he makes his way to hover above you lowering his head and kissing you lips. Standing in between your legs again he rubs his cock between your wet folds teasing you. “Please” you beg. Pressing the tip of his cock against your pussy. He kisses your nose before sliding inside of you stretching your walls so good. You both let out a moan. “Fuck you feel so good. You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about this exact moment.” Baekhyun begins to move inside you and sooner or later he’s ramming into you so fast. You wrap your legs around his waist wanting to have him even closer to you in any way possible. You both are now sweating and panting. Baekhyun then takes your hand placing it above your head fucking you so deep you roll your eyes back. He places kisses on your neck again and then your lips next. You could sense that you were both so close to cumming. “Fuck Baekhyun I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop please.” Baekhyun brings one hand down to your pussy again and starts rubbing your clit while his cock is still buried deep inside you hitting you g-spot so deliciously causing the feeling to become even more intense. “You gonna cum around my cock huh?” He asks. “You want me to fill you up with my cum?” Baekhyun is driving you insane your toes begin to curl. “Cum for me Baby” and with his permission you both cum at the same time. You both groan as Baekhyun rides out both your orgasms. Kissing your forehead and giving you one last kiss on your lips before he pulls out of you. Baekhyun then picks you up from the table carrying bridal style in his arms to your room. He lays you down on your bed sliding in the bed next to you. He pulls you closer to his chest nuzzling his head between your neck wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m sorry I hurt you y/n” Baekhyun says. “I love you. I hope you can forgive me?” You froze when you heard those words. Baekhyun had just told you he loves you. “Would you be my girlfriend?” He asks. You move away from his grasp looking at him and smiling “Baekhyun you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me this.” You laugh. Pressing a kiss in the crook of your neck you reply. “Yes Baekhyun, I will be your girlfriend.” Laying back down Baekhyun pulls you back against his chest. “and I love you too” You tell him. You both eventually end up falling asleep in each other’s arms with the biggest smiles on your face.

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Wolf!Ateez Reaction to finding their mate

warnings: strong language, blood, violence, slight possessiveness, smoking

a/n: this has more open endings & sorry for the long writings; also I have a littler writer block at the moment & I am definitely not pleased with this but I have to write through it until it’s getting better again 😂

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k i m h o n g j o o n g

„is this the last one?“

„yes, alpha.“

hong joong eyed the rogue in front of him and gave the omegas the sign to kill the scum off. there were indeed too many attacks in the last months and he wouldn’t risk it to lose one single soul of his own pack again.

you watched everything with a stoic face and decided to try as quiet as possible to leave from the scene but right as you made a step back with your paw you tripped over a branch.

hong joong turned around like all his omegas and the beta, although you had a distance between you like a few hundred meters he knew where the sound came from and before you could see how they were changing and running after you the wind brushed through your fur at the high speed you were passing the trees.

fucking shit, you were a really good runner but beating an alpha when he’s angry wasn’t a good idea at all. it couldn’t get any better because a mesmerizing scent filled your nostrils and distracted you only more so eventually before you could reach your own territory something pounced on you and lunged for your neck.

hong joong being in his rage didn’t even realize that the sweet scent the female wolf in front of him giving off was his mate, only before he could hurt you he looked into your beautiful eyes and froze. you still struggling under him to get free recognized all the other wolfs gathering around your two entangled forms and with a deep growl he clarified for them to leave.

hong joong changed back and watched you in awe, keeping you in place with his arms. you snorted at him when he neared your neck to take a sniff from the sweet aroma you were giving off. why did your mate had to be the kim hong joong? you changed back, too.

„hello there, little mate“ he smiled at you, eyes golden and fangs still showing from the excitement. you raised one eyebrow at his words, little? and why was he looking at you with those loving eyes, he wanted to kill you a second ago.

„can you, maybe, please get off of me?“ your wolf protested at your remark, she didn’t want your mate to leave you at all. hong joong and his wolf on the other hand purred at the sound of your voice but he soon realized why you were being so hostile towards him. he smelled that you came from another pack, wondering if the territory in front of him was yours.

„I am sorry, I thought you were a rogue... I wouldn’t have tried to attack you if I wasn’t this angry before, you know the rogues are a huge problem these days...“ his eyes were glued to the ground and you saw the honesty in his eyes and he was right, it was the reason you have been there in the beginning.

„I - my name is Y/N...“

a big smile spread on his face and he thought to himself. „Y/N...what a beautiful name“ he looked at you with pure adoration and you blushed hard because of being naked in front of him and only being able to shield alway your most private parts, what an embarrassing start to find your mate.

„maybe we should go to your pack first? I mean, if I am allowed to guide you there...“ okay, who would’ve thought that the ruthless alpha could be a gentleman? but your heart nearly busted at the thought because he also tried hard to not look at your exposed body...

„I think it would be okay“ you gave him a cheeky smile and he gave you one in return

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p a r k s e o n g h w a

park seong hwa was probably the most popular wolf in your pack. he was handsome, a good fighter and had the best manners. every unmated female admired him and wished to be his mate, the boy himself watching how every friend of his finding their own and him being the only one still unmated...

he was sad, to be honest. he tried everything from visiting every other pack in the region to travel to other countries but nowhere he was able to find that delicious smell of his mate everyone was talking about.

and there was you. a not really admirable girl with zero talents, as you thought so yourself. your birthday was tomorrow and then you would be able to find your mate.

you occasionally played with the thought of it being seong hwa, your best friend knowing you had a crush on him since you were small. but you knew in this universe there wasn’t a chance you could have him... only thinking about the two of you standing next to each other made your face fall... it just didn’t match at all.

apparently there were many prettier girls than you that were after seong hwa, too. everyone hoped a girl named hee seon would turn out to be with him... and you understood why they thought so...

but as the day came and you saw seong hwa in the town you couldn’t believe it. there he was, your mate. your mate as in park seong hwa, you sensed him before he could do so and a tear rolled down your face, no. this couldn’t be! you weren’t good enough for him...

you knew what to do and ran home as fast as you could, packing only the most important things. thankfully it already was evening and your chances to get away unnoticed were higher. you took a way through an unpopular part of the forest and the distance to your mate hurt your wolf, the pain only would worsen.

before you could make another step something attacked you from behind and you felt a sharp pain in your arm, seeing a bright white wolf plunging its canines deep into the flesh. you let out a loud cry and tried to get the wolf off you by changing but your own was too frightened and sad to do so...

the wolf let go of your arm and licked it‘s mouth from the blood, you could swear it was smirking. by that time you were already crying from the pain and fear and tried to crawl away from it. you saw the wolf lunging at you again but before it managed to attack another big black wolf jumped in front of you growling so loud it let your blood freeze.

you were smelling the rich aroma from the wolf and immediately knew it was your mate who came to rescue you. the other wolf fled before seong hwa could make a move knowing exactly it wouldn’t stand a chance against the big black beauty.

he turned around and you could hear whimpers leaving his form when he neared you carefully. he started licking on your wound to lessen the pain and snuggled into your neck to comfort you.

„please, no... just leave me here“ your heart and wolf hurt at those words but the black wolf stepped away from you and changed back to his human form. you averted your gaze to not see him naked and seong hwa reached out for you to take you into his arms.

„what are you saying... I love you... don’t you know how long I waited for this moment?“

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j e o n g y u n h o

ending up blindfolded and bondaged in a cage wasn’t really your plan when you managed to slip out of the kingdom for a night trip. you only wanted to visit the nearby town but managed to came into the way of some rogues who were attacking and chasing you all the way into the near forest. when one of them hit you with their big paw on the head you fell unconscious and now you were trapped in god knows where...

after a while you startled when you heard foot steps nearing you and suddenly the cage was opened and your blindfold was taken away from you leaving you trying to make out your surroundings in the moonlight.

in front of you two boys were eyeing you and one of them made a move to touch your hair. instantly you crawled back to the end of the cave and gave him your feisty eyes.

„haha, why so shy little wolf?“ they both snickered but stopped when someone else entered the room and your heart sped up the sight. you didn’t know why but you immediately felt the urge to present your neck to him. his eyes were glued on your bruised form in the cave and his heart fell at the sight.

„get her out of that!“ the two boys shrieked and grabbed you by your ankles and out of the cave. you shyly looked to the ground while they freed you from the rope and you pushed your knees up to your form to shield something of your body.

the boy that told them to free you crouched down in front of you and tried to catch your eyes. „princess, you’re far away from home, am I right?“ he knows who you are? you’re eyes widened at his question and locked them with his. he definitely was the most beautiful being you ever layed yours on...

„mh, it’s okay. don’t be afraid we won’t hurt you... my pack rescued you from the rogues.“

so they weren’t the ones attacking you? but why did they smell like rogues, too? „my name is jeong yun ho... and I think you know what we two are...“

„jeong yun - yun ho? you’re one of the notorious rogue pack leaders!“

you shivered back in fear and panicked when he tried to hush you, he motioned for his members to leave you alone and sat in front of you. he sadly looked to the ground. his wolf being embarrassed the princess being their mate and they only being a rogue...

„yes, I am... but please, don’t judge me before you know me, I am begging you“ he breathily said and you saw his eyes watering at your slightly disgusted look but you felt your wolf faltering...

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k a n g y e o s a n g

it was time yeo sang attended the yearly meetings of all the alphas of the region with his father, training to take over the task in the future. the alphas‘ families were also allowed to follow the invitation and at the evening their was a ball being held.

yeo sang checked his attire a last time in the mirror and ventured out of his hotel room to meet up with his father and mother downstairs. as they drove to the mansion yeo sang felt a slight excitement, something was definitely going to happen tonight but he couldn’t put a finger on what it was...

when everyone took a place on their reservated tables the ball was opened and yeo sang‘s gaze driftet through the crowd and caught some unmated alpha‘s daughters flirty looks on him.

he grinned to himself, always so thirsty the girls for a soon-to-be alpha... after everyone ate people started to spread all over the place and occasionally talked with each other. his father waved him over from the other end of the ball room and when he took his position next to him his breath was caught in his lungs.

there in front of him the daughter of a good befriended pack stood hand in hand with another future alpha. he felt his claws emerging at the sight and a sudden jelousy nearly eating him alive.

„fingers off from what is not yours!“ his wolf brought him to spit out the words in the most venomously way he was able to.

„what’s wrong son?“

„mate“

your own wolf pushed you away from your current boyfriend who also got into a fighting position, ready to attack the wolf that was trying to catch you away. the atmosphere in the room got heated when the two werewolves growled at each other. suddenly yeo sang smirked at the other wolf changing in highspeed and lunging at the younger boy going directly for his neck.

you cried out when you heard bones cracking and you changed, too, to stop your mate from killing jong su. just before he was able to break his neck you jumped on him and took him down. the two of your rolled through the room breaking tables and glasses. you knew you had to distract your mate so you sped outside of the mansion firing up the instinct in him to hunt you.

problem was, you underestimated the pretty and not very strong looking boy when he cought you after a few miles and went on top of you. you gasped and howled out when you felt the stinging pain in your neck of him marking you in your wolf forms and creating the mind link between the two of you.

„game over.“

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c h o i s a n

sweat formed on your forehead and you heard strange noises leaving your stomach. why the heck did you have to meet the wolf prince? you really hoped he wasn’t your mate hearing he was a cocky ass and too arrogant to stand... and to be presented in front of him with other unmated females like it was a bazaar he could choose of... your wolf let out an annoyed growl at the thought. you hoped there were other pretty girls he would get distracted by and leave you alone.

entering the hall where he would be waiting you focused your gaze on to the ground while walking and not once looking up. you felt the other girls getting into a line next to you and did so, too.

you heard guards talking to eachother and suddenly stopping when someone entered the room. this smell... you had to find the source of it so your eyes searched for every spot in the room to find it. and there he stood. a young boy, indeed prince material, already watched you with his hands behind his back and a slight smirk playing on his lips.

oh no, please no!

he emerged your form with confident steps and all the other girls gasped some seemingly jealous because of the attention he gave you. well, not one of them being able to feel what you felt in that moment... the feeling of meeting your mate for the first time.

your became really insecure with your attire, you didn’t want to look your best for the prince because of reasons but now you wished you had put more effort... you bowed down in front of him feeling that it was expected from you.

„my prince...“

suddenly your mate chuckled and put his warm hands on your chin to lift your face.

„I am sorry, but I think I am not the one you think I am... prince woo young will arrive in a few minutes... but I think you won’t have to see him anymore.“ he winked at you and you felt your cheeks heating up because of embarrassment.

„my name is choi san, first protector of the wolf prince but if you like to address me as a prince I am happy to call you my princess“

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s o n g m i n g i

min gi couldn’t believe his eyes, out of all places he found you in fucking club, dancing down on someone‘s crotch that wasn’t his.

he was mad, furious even. his wolf pushed him to you and he grabbed the dumb boy by his neck and smashed him to the ground letting out a protective growl in the process.

you stood there shocked and gasped when the tall boy grabbed you by your waist and pushed his nose into your neck muttering a low ‚mine‘ that shook you to your bones, your knees practically went week at this and he held you tight before they gave out under you.

„what’s your name angel?“

„y/n... you, you and me-“

he smirked at you confidently and guided you out of the club. he steadied you against a wall and took in your body from your toes up to your eyes. he purred at the sight and really liked what he saw, your little dress leaving little to imagine what beauty lied under it only for him to see and feel.

„fuck, you’re so hot... what a lucky wolf I am...“ you deeply blushed at his statement and started to fiddle with your fingers not knowing what to say or do. usually you were a confident girl who liked to party and always caught the gazes of the boys. but with this one, your mate, you felt like a shy high school girl...

he chuckled a little bit and pushed a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, the skin he touched immediately forming goosebumps in the process. he leaned down and took a sniff of your hair.

„well, my name is song min gi, and I would like to ask you if we want to leave this place.“

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j u n g w o o y o u n g

four years of hard training. four years of blood, sweat and tears... and the result was a fiery and unstoppable assassin with only one goal. kill jung woo young, the future wolf king.

being born by a rogue mate couple you always have been an outsider in the pack that decided to take you in after they killed your parents. being adopted by the alpha that held a grudge against the wolf king that killed his own mate he decided for you to fulfill his desire of revenge.

and that’s how you got into the situation of sneaking into the palace at midnight and into the chambers of the wolf prince. he layed there soft breaths leaving his mouth. you took out your knife and placed it on his neck but something stopped you from slicing into it... your wolf pleaded with you to not do it. you suddenly started to sob into your left hand being so exhausted and disappointed in yourself for not being able to kill off the boy.

one tear fell on the boy‘s face and his eyes opened flinching at recognizing the knife on his throat and the girl above him. his eyes turned into a rich golden color and he slowly felt the pull to you.

„what are you doing, my soulmate?“

mates... you heard of the phenomenon. was it the reason your wolf stopped you? why was the thought of him getting hurt more painful than thinking of the consequences for your thoughtless behavior right now?

„y - you don’t have to do it... please, we are meant for each other...“

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c h o i j o n g h o

„hey, jong ho! you already heard? sweet y/n‘s birthday is tomorrow, I am really curious who’s the lucky guy to fuck that pretty thing.“

one of his friends eyed your small form through the windows of the ice cream shop where you happily chatted with children. nearly every male wolf was swooning over your personality and charms and if you were considered the sun of the pack he probably was the moon. well, seems like a bad metaphor...

he was the bad guy of the pack. the one who always got into a fight and chilled with the troublemakers, making out with the hot chicks. you on the other hand probably never have been touched before and were too pure for him. although he wasn’t into girls like you something triggered him to keep an eye on you wherever he saw you.

he threw his cigarette to the ground and scoffed at his friend. „poor bastard who gets such a lame and unattractive mate.“

you were so excited, waking up in the morning you already felt it. today you would meet your mate. your friends hyping you up since a month and making you nervous in the process, too. you decided to celebrate your birthday in a bar tonight and you went for a pretty sexy look, despite you always being keen on wearing not too revealing clothes.

the moment you saw him making out with a definitely more exciting girl than you your heart literally broke... the fact that choi jong ho knowingly watched you suffering from the scene made your blood boil. you vanished back to the restrooms blocking yourself out in a cabin and cried into your knees on the ground.

did you deserve this? the most beautiful day in your life also turned out as the most gruesome... being rejected by your mate was one of the worst things a wolf could feel in their life. something in you broke and maybe alcohol was the curse for your pain.

he couldn’t take his eyes off you. swaying from side to side with your too short dress and all those bastards checking you out like they had the right to. he just wanted to play with you a little bit but the plan obviously backfired when his wolf went rigid at one of his friends smacking your ass from behind.

in a second he had the boy by his collar and pushed him against the bar. he went to grab your hand planning bring you to a safer place but you were quick to get out of his grasp.

„no! you are a b - bastard, choi chong do!“ your words came out so slurred he had to listen carefully.

„y - you don’t have a rrright to take me anywherrrr!“

„oh, believe me. I have any right to take what’s mine!“ and with that he swang you over his shoulders like a prey and vanished out of the bar.

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F.V- Mates with the guard

Summary: You bring the Volturi a visit after which you find out that you are mates with Felix. Only problem is, you almost killed him a week ago.

Request: YES/no Anon: I love your work! Can you do Random prompts 15, 21, 22, and 24 with Felix and his newly found mate who doesn't know she's his mate that'll end with fluff? 15 " I'm too sober for this " " you don't even drink " " maybe I should start " 21 " what do you mean she's my new partner? She tried to kill me last week! " " Sounds like your problem " 22 " Good thing I didn't ask for your opinion " 24 " Did you just hiss at me? “

Warnings: swearing

Wordcount: 1590

You knew this day would come. The moment you found out that your friend was a vampire was the moment you knew that you were in deep shit. First, you thought that they were going to kill you. Sink their teeth into your neck and use you as a blood bag. They were kinder than that though, you are their friend. They didn't kill you, instead, they calmly explained everything. They also told you that the Volturi was going to want to meet you the moment they knew you found out about their secret. That's how you found yourself here, in an ancient castle being escorted to the supposed ' kings ' by a vampire. Your friend had to wait outside, sadly. You are hyperaware of how the vampire guiding you could sense everything going on in your body. Every heartbeat and breath, none of them went unnoticed by the vampire. "Felt like a snack?" a deep voice says as a two-man appear next to you. The tallest of the two grips into your arm, inhaling the scent around you. "A tasty one as well," he smirks. He is down-right frightening. His form towers over you, making you feel impossibly small. You know him. He tried to attack your friend last week after which you almost set him on fire. He smirks at you, clearly, he has remembered your little encounter last week as well. He tightens his grip on your arm. Everything in you feel revolted by his touch. But you can't get yourself to get out of his grasp. "They're here for the masters," you initial guide says.

"Come on, Alec, sharing is caring," Felix says. Great, so the guide has a name. Alec pulls the tall man's hand off your arm. "Behave yourself, Felix.". You step away from Felix the moment his hand leaves your arm. You wrap your arms around yourself for comfort. Alec lays a hand on your shoulder and pushes you out in front of him, guiding you away from the two men. He clearly forgets about his inhuman strength as his hand comes harshly into contact with your skin. You keep the whine threatening to escape inside as you ignore the feeling of the bruise starting to bloom up onto your skin. "He's no fun," you here Felix call from behind you.

Alec stays quiet as he guides you to the throne room. The moment that the dark doors are opened before you, an eerie feeling falls over you. To your surprise you see the man from before, Felix, talking to the three so-called masters. Felix turns around to look at you. You keep walking into the room even though every cell in your body is telling you to run away. "Young Y/n, what a surprise," a man with raven hair, who your friend told you is named Aro, says. A creepy smile is plastered into his lips. He stands up from his throne. Felix quickly takes some steps to the side to make room for Aro. Aro mentions for you to come over to him. You take slow steps towards him, afraid that your buckling knees might give out. You can't help but imagine how old they might all be. Hundreds if not thousands of years old. The moment that you are in arms reach of Aro he grabs your hand and wraps his own around him.

The moment his skin touches yours, a wave of nausea hits you. You can feel him scanning through your thoughts, reading and seeing every single one of them. You clench your teeth to keep your gag reflex at bay. Something about his presence made you feel like turning your stomach inside out. " How remarkable, " he says before letting go of your hand. You quickly pull your hand towards your self, as if he had burned you. Aro looks over to the brunet sitting on the throne who gives him a small nod. Aro then looks over at Felix and lets out a hysterical giggle. "They are mates," the brunet groans out as he continues to stare at the wall, clearly uninterested. Felix immediately snaps his head towards you. Sure, he noticed that something was wrong when he first mate you but he didn't think that you'd be his mate. " Mate? " you ask.

"You are partners of a sort. Bound together by your soul." Aro explains as he keeps glancing between you and Felix. The blond ' master ' lets out a groan as he rolls his eyes. Not everyone is happy with this new partnership. "What do you mean she's my new partner? She tried to kill me last week!" Felix says as he takes a step closer to Aro. Anger is written all over his face which in result makes him look even more imitating. You take a step back as you flinch slightly at his sudden outburst.

"Well, that surely was not very kind of Y/n but mates bonds cannot be broken," Aro says. "So it sounds like your problem." Felix shakes his head and takes a moment to collect himself, not wanting to get too angry with the masters. His fists clench and unclench by his side. He walks over to you with quick strides. He lays a hand on your shoulder and pulls you along with him and out of the throne room, leaving the masters and guards baffled behind. You don't even try to fight him, knowing that it's useless.

He doesn't stop walking and pulling you along until he is in a quiet part of the halls. He quickly lets go of you and starts pacing around you. You stand there still confused and looking at the angry vampire before you. "So mates, huh?" you say as you try to break the uncomfortable silence. Felix quickly wipes around, looking you up and down. He shakes his head before running his hands through his short hair. "I am too sober for this," he says.

"You don't even drink," you say softly. You still aren't comfortable around him. The fact that he can easily kill you, and probably wants to, is way too obvious to you to forget. He shrugs, removing his hands from his hands and crossing them over his chest instead. He looks, even more, imitating now. "Maybe I should start," he says.

You look around you in the hallway. You spot a stone bench a couple of feet away. You walk over to it and sit down on it, resting your elbows on your knees so that you can prop your head up on your hands. "Would that even work?" you ask. "Do you get drunk if you drink blood from someones who's drunk?". Felix doesn't even answer you. He just stands there and looks at you, questioning what he did in life to deserve a human as his mate.

Neither of you say anything for the next ten minutes, both stuck in your own thoughts. Sure, Felix is hot. Extremely fucking hot. But he also an asshole who you almost killed a week ago and who probably has you on top of his kill list now. "I'm gonna go home now," you say before standing up. Felix turns to you and shakes his head. "You cannot leave, you are my mate. You need to stay here,"

"Good thing that I didn't ask for your opinion," you say as you start walking into a random direction. To be honest, you have no idea how to get out of this maze of a castle, but Felix doesn't need to know that. "I'm going to go home whenever I please," you call out to him. Felix quickly catches up to you. He lays a hand on your arm to try and keep you to stay. You quickly shrug his hand of you, turn to him and hiss at him.

"Did...Did you just hiss at me?" he laughs. You give his arm a small punch, which hurts you more than him. Stupid vampires. You cross your arms over your chest and stop walking. "Yeah, I did.". Felix shakes his head. Every bit of anger that he had in him has now left him. Clearly, that thinking session you had did him good. "Are you actually going to leave?" he asks. Something in his voice almost sounds disappointed. You nod.

Felix lets out a sigh before quickly picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder in a fireman-carry sort of manner. "Hey! Let me down!" you yell as you start punching his back. It doesn't do anything to him, though. He shakes his head and starts walking towards his room. "You can't do this!".

"Keep fighting human, maybe you will tire yourself out," he says. You stop your attack on his back, realizing that it's useless. You let yourself go limp in his arms. He readjusts you ever so slightly on his shoulder so that you laying a bit more comfortable. You let out a sigh. "Would you like me to get you some food? Or perhaps a movie to watch?" Felix asks. You don't want to give into him, but your stomach is rumbling and you do want to watch a movie. " Yeah, " you sigh.

He lets a laugh rumble through his chest. You feel the vibrations through his shoulders. "Alright, I will get that all sorted out," he says. Maybe he isn't so bad. Maybe you can actually like him. "If you promise that you will not try to kill me again,". Asshole.

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