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mekochansblog · 1 year ago

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Hi! I absolutely love the masterpiece you just dropped! Consider me a new big fan!!! Also I was wondering if your requests are open? If so I would love to see your take on Five x reader where reader wouldn’t hurt a fly and means the world to him but one day gets kidnapped cause she knows five (or you can make the reason up) and Five goes crazy panicking/ crying about where you are and won’t listen to his family etc. Obviously you don’t have to do the request if you don’t want to 💜

Innocent

Five Hargreeves x reader

Warnings:

- cuss words

When they first recruited Five on the commission, he always believed he would never like it here. That is until you came along. He first met you as someone that was first intimidated by anything. He will talk to you, you’ll be startled quickly. He will try to start a conversation, you will yelp in surprise. It’ll be the little things that will get you. Mostly because Five is an intimidating man; but getting to know him more since the handler made you his personal secretary, you had to know how he was and acted.

It took a whole 6 months for you to understand Five and get used to how he was and act. It took only 1 year for you to fall in love with him. It took him 1 year to get used to you getting comfortable with him but 6 months for him to fall in love with you. He trusted you with stuff that he only trusted Dolores. He let you know about the apocalypse, he told you his deepest darkest secrets. At first it was scary, but one look in his eyes and you knew he had to do it to survive. When he first let everything out, you gave him a hug.

A hug.

A hug he so badly needed after all those years being isolated in the apocalypse.

At first he went rigid.

His body froze.

But when he felt you not letting go at all on the hug he decided to hug back; he needed this and he knew deep down, whether Dolores was there when he hugged her, she never hugged back. So feeling finally hands around him not going to kill him but to give him affection; it slipped his mind. Five zones back to the present and unlock the door that he was standing in front of for a while. He opened his apartment house and the smell of food welcomed him in. He looked around and saw your shoes on the side where he would normally see them and your cat Shadow trotting to him and rubbing his head on his leg for pets. Five smiled and bent down and carefully held him and walked towards the kitchen. He peeked his head, knowing that you hate when Shadow is around the kitchen.

“Fives your home! How was work miele?”

You asked when you saw him in the corner of your eyes, while you were cooking the spaghetti. He chuckled and let Shadow down by the door so he wouldn't enter the kitchen. He walked to you and gave you a sweet kiss on the cheek and layed his head on your back while hugging you. You playfully rolled your eyes but let him be. Once you finished you put the food on two plates and served a bit of cat kibble for Shadow. Five helped you witht he food while you put the needy kitten’s food down on the floor for him to eat with you and Five. Five grabbed your hand and sat you down on your seat, he scooted your chair for you and you sent him a loving smile.

“Thank you my love, now let’s eat.”

You lightly told him while starting to twirl your food. He knew this night would end like any other night; and he wouldn’t change it for the world. He was grateful for having you in his life. He thanked you for understanding in your own way how he coped in the beginning, he was also thankful for taking care of him when his nightmares will get the most out of him. He was deep in love with you and nothing will ever change that.

*******

When five took you with him to save his family you were a little scared. Not at them but at what they might say about you and what they will think of you. He did let you know about them, told you stories and the crazy things his siblings will come up with just to try to live like a normal child. Landing on the hard ground outside was not what you expected, not going to lie. When you looked at your husband, instead of looking at your 38 year old husband, you were now dead staring at what looked like your 20 year old husband. You scrambled back a bit, hoping this was just a dream. Your husband stood up and looked at you and then at himself since one of his brothers made a comment about your now younger husband. He walked towards you and held out his hand and let out his loving smile. You looked at his honey kissed eyes and slowly let out your hand towards him. He pulled you up and grabbed your hand tightly, knowing everything at the moment was overwhelming.

Five walked inside the house, you both ended in the kitchen. Five led you to a chair and sat you down carefully while he started walking around getting what you believe something to eat. He started grabbing bread then went to the fridge to get the peanut butter. You wanted to ask what he was making, but decided not to comment seeing as you were still surrounded by his siblings. One of his brothers; who you guessed was Luther since Five gave you a recap before heading back; started asking your husband question after question. As the two were discussing you looked at every sibling; you guessed Luther, so the one next to him strapped with knives had to be Diego. The one sitting close to you on the table had to be the talking ghost one, which was Klaus, the one with blonde tips looked like Allison and the last timid girl had to be Vanya.

You knew Vanya, Klaus and Ben were Five’s siblings that he was able to socialize with. Knowing Five if he liked them, that means you’ll also get along with them. You didn’t notice you zoned out the whole conversation, Five walked away from the kitchen leaving you alone with his family.

“So who are you?”

Luther asked you, it felt more like he was interrogating you, if you were being honest. You gulped and fiddled with your rings that seem to fit a little loose now.

“I’m Y/N Hargreeves, nice to meet you all, Five talked about all of you guys.”

You said sincerely, because it was the truth; Five could look like a tough and cold person, but inside all of that was just a young man that missed his family and wanted them to be safe. He sacrificed so much just to see them alive. His siblings looked at you confused. Oh right, you doubt Five ever told them you both were married.

“I’m Five’s wife.”

Those were the only words you told them. There eyes widen and all had different expressions. Who wouldn’t, knowing your brother disappear one day and the next he comes with a wife would also shock any other person. Five did ended coing back and grabbing your hand and pulled you slowly so you can get up.

“Come on hun, lets go change.”

You nodded your head and waved to your now siblings in law. Five took you to his room and closed the door and leaned on it once you were inside and sitting on his bed. You didn’t know if he was upset because you told his siblings about your relationship. You wanted to ask, but were scared of the answer he will give you. You heard him sigh and turn to you. He gave you a weak smile and slowly walked towards you and bent down just a bit to reach you. He grabbed your chin with enough force to not hurt you, but to make you stare at him in his striking chartreuse eyes. He leaned down towards you, lips ghosting your own lips. You shakingly let out a soft breath and that's what made him snap and give you a passionate kiss. A kiss showing so much love and adoration, so much lust and need. All at the same time.

It was what you both needed. You wanted more, but you knew that right now was not the time for all this. You slowly leaned back not wanting to break away but needing to. You gulped and shakingly kept looking at his now dark bottle green eyes.

“Five my love, we have a job to do, remember?”

You quietly told him, not wanting to break the quietness. He leaned back a bit and nodded his head, knowing you were right. He slowly exhaled and looked at you, your plump pink lips and hazy eyes, your daze looking face. Five knew he was fucked when you had that look.

“Come- come on we… we uhh have a funeral to go to.”

He stuttered and you knew why.

*****

When Five told you to go back with Klaus and Luther and vote for him about his mom; you had this horrible gut feeling you were feeling. You didn’t know why but you felt like something was going to happen. You knew you should have told Five; but you decided against it. You sat next to Klaus, he decided that you were his second favorite person and gratefully shared his chips that he ‘totally’ didn’t steal from the store 10 minutes ago. You thank him for the snack and listen in on the conversation.

“I mean, do you really think Mom would hurt Dad?”

Vanya quietly told everyone. In your mind she did have a point. Their robotic mother didn’t look like she could kill anyone, but then again you have never interacted with the mother.

“You haven't been home in a long time, Vanya.”

Diego said harshly to Vanya. You were about to intervine to defend one of your sister-in laws when Luther was the one that interrupted.

“If he was poisoned, it would have shown in the coroner's report.”

Luther said while pointing at the old television that was showing the robotic mother giving your father-in-law tea and then waiting for him to drink for her to take the cup away from him. Right when he does drink he starts choking and shaking. You didnt know if you should say something at this point. You did zone out the family until they said your husband’s name.

“What? Five's not here.”

You looked at the siblings since technically you were going to be Five’s vote. This time you did speak up because if you didn’t you knew the family won’t ever let you say something.

“Um… actually Fives told me to vote for him?”

You questioned more than asked. The siblings looked at you, forgetting you were there for a minute. They all looked at each other and three of them agreed to what you said, but the other two didn’t. You didn’t know why Five really thought this was a good idea. You didn’t see the point in being here if they didn’t want your opinion at all or what you thought.

“Sorry, but you don’t count for Five at all.”

Luther told you agressively. Your eyes slightly widened and you gulped; you slowly nodded your head and muttered a small ‘okay’ and just decided to stand up and walk away. You shakily sighed and repeated the same mantra in your head. ‘It’s okay, it’s fine.’ You don’t know what else you could of done. You’re trying to get to know and get along with all the siblings but it feels like nothing is working at all. You walked to Fives room and gently closed the door. You had your back to the door and you slowly leaned on it and slowly lowered yourself to the ground. You grabbed your knees and just layed your head on them while waiting for Five to at least come back. You must of dooze off because the next thing you hear is gunshots.

You jump startled and get out of the room looking for the siblings. Even though you knew they probably didn’t see you as family, they were to you. You slowly walked to where you heard the gunshots and looked around to see if you could spot any of the siblings. You noticed Klaus walking around, more like dancing in just a towel and some headphones. You were just about to tap his shoulder when everything went dark.

************

You woke up in pain. You hissed feeling like your head was pounding louder and louder. You tried to hold your head, but something was holding you back. You fluttered your eyes and tried to make them adjust to the lightning of the room you were being captive. You heard groans of pain and looked next to you. There Klaus was being tortured by Hazel and Cha-Cha. At the moment they were choking him, but it looked to you like he was enjoying it. ‘Please Klaus I hope you say nothing about Five’ you thought.

******* Five’s point of view *********

I got out of the van seeing as Lance was walking his dog gave me a good opportunity to maybe get the actual information out of him. I did miss Y/N though, maybe sending her to the academy was a bad idea. I shook my head knowing she probably was better over there knowing my siblings were at least capable of taking care of her, well I hope they were. I spatial jumped to the car and put a knife at Lance’s neck. After threathing himinto giving me the information for the eye he finally starts taking me to the lab. Walking to the lab with Lance,I started to smell smoke. Running to the lab knowing I might not have a chance to see the results. I made it to the lab and was about to run inside it when it exploded.

I fell back and landed hard on the ground. I groaned and looked at the lab that just exploded. Fucking hell now what teh hell am I going to do. I got up and walked back to the van and grabbed the liquor bottles I stole and walked to a library. I walked to the third floor and sat down by some pillars and started working on anything I could do to stop this stupid apocalypse.

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****Y/N’s point of view****

“Remember section 76, sub A, of the training manual?”

You heard Cha-Cha ask Hazel once you woke up from when they knocked you out unconscious again.

“I barely remember what we had for breakfast at this point.”

He replied back to her. You sighed.

“To paraphrase, torturing works best when you know who you’re torturing.”

You froze, they were either going to torture, you to know where your husband was or they were going to torture Klaus for the information. Hazel and Cha-Cha walked infront of both of you guys and looked at each other and then you. You started to slowly panic, scared of what they could do to you.

“Let’s begin with the wife.”

You let out an ear-splitting scream, as they started electricuting you.

*****

**** third point of view****

While Y/N was being tortured, Five was being taken by Luther and Diego. They were both walking to Diego’s place since it was closer and no one would look for Five there. Once getting to Diego’s place they both started thinking of Y/N. When they went to Five’s room to let Y/N know that they were going to look for Five, you were gone. They both panic knowing that if Five ever found out Y/N wasn’t with them at all he will kill them. They layed Five on the bed and thougth about how to find you; until Al let Diego Know that they found his brother and his sister in law.

**** second POV****

When you and Klaus finally escaped, you both kind of went your own way, mostly because you were too dizzy and kept limping and stumbling. Diego later found you and helped you to his house. Five and Luther didn’t know that Diego found you. They told Five about you and he went hysterical. He wanted to be strong in front of Luther; but it was you. You are his wife, his life long best friend. He let out tears of pain and worry. When you both made it to Diego’s house; Five was the first to see you and jumped to you. He cried on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have left you, I shouldn’t have told you to go back to the house. Miele I'm sorry I love you so much. This won't ever happen again I promise.”

Five whimpered to your ear. He was in so much guilt. He knew he would never let this happen to you.

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thekamukuraproject · 5 months ago

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literally why do so many people hate izuru hes just a kitty cat. you're hating on a kitten. you're sick

YES!! you fucking get it!!!!

Not that Izuru didn’t let a lot of awful shit happen and then DID awful shit. Like just letting Junko start an apocalypse because you find the world boring and letting her blackmail a room of teens to get them to kill eachother while literally STAYING IN THE BUILDING with the teens killing eachother... that's bad :( Not a good thing.

That and Izuru fixing and putting together the Junko AI to mess up a simulation designed by multiple Ultimates to rehabilitate people and act as like the best therapy ever...

But like that is the extent we ever hear about Izuru is canon! or noncanon if we look at some of the weird novels like Danganronpa Kirigiri or Danganropa Togami (I have read neither in their entirety) but Izuru isn't brought up in either! (that I am aware of)

Yet Izuru in many fics I read is a manipulative asshole who wants people in pain, or I've seen people say that Izuru manipulated Junko into doing the tragedy! Like this dude was kept in a basement thinking they knew everything and having no competition or reason to grow in ability or talk with people, because they knew what they'd say, they knew what reactions they'd envoke, they believed they knew everything and what measure of joy they'd feel or what measure of hate they'd feel.

Even in canon we see in Sdr2 ch0 that they're clearly WRONG about that! They like the unpredictable motions to the waves but assume they will get used to it so no point in getting excited. In UTDP they aren't purposely mean to people. They just find little point in having an elaborate discussion with someone, likely for the exact same reason shown in sdr2 ch0. They'll get used to the person or figure them out (assuming the person just wants to use them for their talents) and get bored of the person.

Izuru is just a hyper depressed super teen who finds things boring or is so pessimistic that they assume even things they like in the moment will be boring... Like I suffer from what I like to call "Understimulated Depression" where if I'm not being given enough mental stimulation, I grow severely depressed. As a result, I'm a dopamine junkie, I need new fun things to do or I wither, and that's SUCH an easy thing to project onto Izuru. Not to say to pity me, but like this fucker had their brain scrambled and body altered through non-legal means and then gets shoved into a room with nothing but a bed. I'd *die* of boredom and so would probably everyone else!

I went on an insane tangent here but like Look at this guy! Insane surgies that suppressed a whole identity to make room for more talent and then evidence of extreme depression and then also left in a dark concrete room :/ You let that fucker OUT and give them proper love and attention? Insane, but maybe they wouldn't have sided with the villain if they'd been given enrichment in their enclosure and a warm sun spot to lay in. Maybe your cat wouldn't be so evil and scratch you if you thought about how a kitty may view you not interacting with it and getting to know it before just going in for the touching and poking and prodding with sinky human hands

#izuru kamukura #sdr2 #the they the them #kitty #Izuru is just so kitty I have so many thoughts on this #my text

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makima-s-most-smile · 17 days ago

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Man, I am still thinking about the 'Would Wolfwood pay child support?'-poll.

It is not even about would he be a good father, but would he pay money so the person he accidentally knocked up could keep their child safe and fed.

There is the difference between would and could, of course, too. And that is in the case of Gunsmoke/No Man's Land a fucking big and important distinction.

Any iteration would struggle as fuck. They are constantly broke and barely get by. 98 tricks adults for fare money (the chess board scene), 98 and Trimax haggle for bus fare (their introduction), Trimax more often than not gets by with the help of generous strangers (like when Angelina broke down (again) on the way to Home and Wolfwood more or less having to carry Vash into a house/motel for a night's stay) and Wet Kitten Stampede... (*stares at him giving Vash an invoice of 20.000 $$ cause he could and then continuing to bum his way to Julai with the group*)

Then again, 98 and Trimax are able to get Angelinas! They don't take the best care of them, since they literally break down (twice in 98 case), but a bike is a massive investment. Maintenance on the other hand... That would need a consistent flow of money... And that they do not have.

Then the could? If they can they will. Every Wolfwood is generous towards children (I stress, children). 98 shares his last food equally with children. Trimax shares his last money with them. 98 gives them time, plays with them when he can and build an orphanage with the money he earns by being an assassin. Trimax and Stampede build up a defence wall against the Eye of Michael, protecting an existing orphanage's proteges with their body and wellbeing from sharing their fate. Trimax gives up his life towards a 'brother' so the brother may have a kinder future without bloodwork instead of Wolfwood.

I think the reality of the child support would be plagued by inconsistency. The Wolfwoods would pay whatever they can towards the kiddo (and the orphanages at the same time), while keeping enough to keep on going, to earn more money. And after big jobs, windfalls, anything, there may be one big payment, that then returns to the crumbs they normally share. The inconsistency isn't done out of neglect or selfishness, but because that is the reality they live in. Random jobs here and there, maybe with a big payout every few months.

I don't think any Wolfwood is good with money management, too. Maybe 98 because there is the whole economy of the orphanage on his back, but he may also have helpers that take care of that, while he is away on the road to keep the money flowing.

And the other question, would Wolfwood be a good father? I don't think so. But again, not by selfishness, but by circumstance. I cannot see him staying present in his kid's life. Not by malevoncy, but by necessity. Wolfwood would be absent to either earn money to keep the kid safe and fed or to physically protect it from danger like Knives. The reality of Wolfwood's world does not allow him to settle down at all, when Knives is still on the horizon with his whole apocalypse in the making.

Even 98 is constantly on the move to earn money for the orphanage. He provides safety, food and stability. But he cannot stay there personally for the emotional connection that a child needs for a healthy upbrining.

The only way for a Wolfwood to have the opportunity to be a present father would be something post-canon, where Wolfwood did not perish and he would be able to settle down somewhere safe. He would struggle with parenthood.

Maybe he wouldn't act as a father but as a caretaker of an orphan. In any way it would be a confrontation with his traumata, of growing up unsafe, of having to kill his abusice caretaker (98), of being alone, of being parentified, of being molded into a weapon and growing up too fast (literally in Stampede's and Trimax's case). And then it would depend on a flip of a coin if he breaks over this task or if he prevails. But he would do his best to be there for his kid/children/proteges.

#zard rant #trigun #nicholas d. wolfwood

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 9 months ago

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Mister living apocalypse first line with the Einherjars.

Lubu:my man. Chill.

Adam:SIR. PANTS!

Sasaki:grandpa can kick some ass.

Jack:Boy get your ass over here and confront your feelings!

Raiden:and here we see a man of culture proposing to Thrud.

Qin:*waves hand infront of blindfold*

Leonidas:don't quote the movie DONT QUOTE THE MOVIE

Okita:stabby child.

Tesla:*lost track of the talk* what? Huh? I asked about one thing ONE THING...but now I'm questioning everything.

He would vibe so much with the Einherjar, especially with Lu Bu and Raiden! And I can totally see him proposing to Thrud as well, having both of them proposing would have her so flustered! And he and Lu Bu would constantly be beating the crap out of each other with huge smiles on their faces, but they would have to include Thor, who looks like a sad puppy on the sidelines.

I think he wouldn't care about Adam and his lack of pants, I can see him trying to rip his own off and going to look for a leaf of his own!

Him and Kojiro are drinking buddies! Qin too- but the emperor will not hesitate to throw LA for waving his hands in front of his blindfold.

Jack and LA constantly run after each other, demanding each other to confront their feelings lol

He would so hold Okita up like a lost kitten, 'Who's small stabby child is this?'

He wants so badly to quote the movie, but when Leonidas asks him to fight, there's nothing but pure joy on his face!

He loves to tease Nikola with impossible to answer questions, like what came first the chicken or the egg? He loves seeing the scientist get so invested!

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moiravim · 2 years ago

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The Sacrifice Chapter 10

•bucky x yn

•zombie apocalypse AU

One year later

I dust my hands off, swiping the sweat off my forehand from the sweltering heat of the sun beating down on Bucky and I. We had just finished building our house together.

Today marks the day of our one year anniversary. We are planning on cooking a nice dinner and spending the rest of the day together.

Bucky walks up to me and says "Are you ready for dinner tonight? Who's cooking, Darling?" I respond "I'm cooking because you can't cook for shit."

He laughs before telling me; "I'm gonna go and and look for some stuff for later, I'll be back."

I smile and nod before walking away to start dinner.

I grab the bow Bucky and I have been using to hunt for our meals as I think about what I'm going to make us.

I could make soup in honor of when we first met. But after knowing Bucky for this long, I've learned he doesn't necessarily like soup.

I walk into the woods will be fun most of the animals we use for food. Then the correct choice seems clear to me.

Rabbit. The food he tried to make for me the day we came here. Obviously I wouldn't burn it. I laugh thinking back at the memory before going deeper onto the trail, looking for the small animals.

I find a large rabbit and prepare my bow. I smile and accomplishment as I shoot it on my first try. I hear rustling coming from the bushes as I hold my bow up, expecting more rabbit.

I immediately dropped my weapon as I see a small kitten crawl out of the bush. Where has she come from?

The kitten crawls up and lays down next to me, resting its head on my shoe. I gush at how cute the cat is, before picking it up.

"There's no way Bucky could say no to keeping you.. your just too cute!!" I whisper to the small creature.

I grabbed the dead rabbit and my bow before walking out with the kitten. I just know Bucky will love her.

I put the rabbit in the kitchen and threw my boo onto the counter before rushing into our bedroom with the cat. The kitten nuzzles its head into the blankets and rolls around.

I smile before I go and find some food for the cat. I find some raw chicken Bucky and I for saving. Mash it up so it's easier for the cat to eat.

I leave the cat alone and leave the window open in case she wants to leave. I go back out to look for more rabbit and some vegetables to use as a side.

By the time I am finishing the food Bucky is back And he sets up the table for us. I bring out the food and he immediately smiles at me.

"Rabbit" he says as he smirks. "Yep just more proof of how much better I am at cooking than you." I laugh out.

He nods and let's have a small laugh, before trying the food. "I'll be right back" I say before I go into the bedroom to see if the cat is still there.

She is. Her tail wags as she runs up and leaves through the door. She goes straight to the dining room and jumps onto Bucky's lap.

"Bucky! I'm so sorry, I found her outside and I couldn't just leave her there.." I say as I watch the cat cuddle in to Bucky. He smiles and gently pets the cat.

"It's okay sweetheart... Does she have a name?" He asks, still smiling. The cat seems as happy as he does. I smile at the sight.

"No...she doesn't. You can name her" I say as I watch the cat snuggle him. "Alpine. She's definitely an Alpine." He says as I giggle. "Alpine?" I jokingly question him.

"Yes. Alpine. She's so precious" He says as he adores the cat.

I sit in the seat across from Bucky and begin to eat my plate of food. "You're so beautiful" He genuinely tells me as his smile grows. He looks at me while he happily eats his food.

"I love you." I tell him as I finish my food. He pushes his plate to the side before reaching over to grab my hands.

"I got you a gift." He responds. He pulls out a present, wrapped in a red towel.

I lift the fabric up and peek in to see an axe. It looks homemade, but it's beautiful. It has flowers and engraved into it.

I lean over the small table and pull him into a kiss. But he picks up the small cat and lays it down comfortably on the couch before coming back over to me.

SMUT WARNING!!!

He walks up to me and pulls me into him, interlocking our lips. Our lips fall into sync as we stumble towards the bedroom, practically ripping eachothers clothes off.

He fumbles with the door nob trying to open it without breaking our kiss. When he finally gets the door open, he lays me down on the bed, breaking the kiss slightly so we can breathe.

Heavy breathing fills the atmosphere, and before I know it, his lips are on mine again. He nibbles on my bottom lip as he pushes me deeper into the mattress.

He continues to kiss me as he takes my shirt off. He breaks the kiss, but only for a moment to rip the shirt off before dipping back in hungrily.

He moves his hand to her back to clip off my bra. He stops fiddling with my bra, looking into my eyes before asking, "Do you want this, baby?"

I look up at him and nodded neededly. He continues to bore into my eyes. "use your words," he says sternly. I break the eye contact and mumble, "Yes, I want this... I want you..." He smirks slightly. "Good."

He immediately puts his hands back on my back to take off my bra. He unclips it and carelessly tosses it to the side.

He trails his eyes down to my breasts, admiring them. I begin to feel conscious of his eyes on me and quickly cover myself up.

He grabs my hands and pulls them away from my body and utters, "You don't have to cover yourself. You're too pretty for that."

I feel my face heat up and I go to look away, but his hands grab my chin and force me to look at him. Before I even get the chance to speak, he's pulls me into another heated kiss.

Our hands begin to roam each other's body, getting tangled with one another. I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt and start to pull up on it, initiating that I want it off.

He takes the lead and pulls his shirt off, breaking our kiss for a second before quickly smashing our lips back together.

His hands trail to my boobs, grabbing them slightly before gripping them harder, causing me to moan into the kiss. He parts our lips only for them to move down to my neck, kissing different parts of it, then sucking on it.

I whimper out as I feel him continue to move down until his mouth latches onto my breast, tongue swirling around my nipple. As he sucks on one, his hands are still gripping my other boob.

Bucky goes to pull my pants down but before he can, I push him back onto the bed and start to unbutton his pants. His eyes fill with shock for a moment and then fill right back up with lust.

He helps me pull down his pants and then his boxers. Right when they're pulled down, his dick springs up, already dripping with pre-cum. I position myself between his legs.

I lower my head, staring directly into his eyes as I spit onto his shaft. I take my hand and pump his dick a few times before I open my mouth and latch onto his tip. I swirl my tongue around as I continue to rub his shaft.

Bucky's head is thrown back in pleasure as he lets out a low groan. I look up at him, then tearing my eyes away from his face and back to his dick.

I remove my mouth from his dick for a moment. I immediately put my mouth back, but this time he is fully in my mouth.

I bob my head up and down, saliva pooling in the corners of my mouth. Tears start to fill my eyes and Bucky reaches his hand onto my scalp, interlocking his hand into my hair.

With each bob of my head, he grips my hair harder. "Fuck y/n, just like that... I'm so close." He moans as he thrusts into my mouth, chasing his release.

With one final thrust, he cums into my mouth. I look him in the eyes as I swallow his seed. "Good girl." He says, looking into my eyes.

Bucky pulls me close to him and switches spots with me. He pushes me down into the mattress. He trails kisses from my neck all the way to my stomach. He pulls my pants down, leaving me in nothing but my underwear.

He tears his eyes away from mine and looks at my pussy, dripping with aerosol. He places the pad of his thumb on my clit, applying a little bit of pressure, causing me to clamp my legs shut.

Bucky forces my legs back open, tearing my underwear off and placed a soft kiss on your clit. I bite my bottom lip, anticipating the pleasure awaiting. I feel him place the pad of his tongue on my whole pussy, making sure to lick it all before sucking on my clit.

I throw my head back in pleasure, moaning his name "Bucky... oh fuck." I tangle my hands in his hair, grasping for something to hold on to. Bucky grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers.

Bucky continues to lick and suck on my clit. I pull on his hair, causing him to groan, sending vibrations into my pussy. Bucky sees my movements are getting more desperate, practically grinding on his face.

He takes 2 of his fingers and pushes them in. "Oh my God Bucky, don't stop. I'm so close." I whimper out. The feeling of him fingering me while sucking on my clit causes me to release, riding out my high by grinding on his face.

Bucky pulls away from my pussy, eyes still full of lust as he brings me into a kiss. I taste myself on my tongue, pulling him closer to me to deepen the kiss.

I pull Bucky on top of me, grinding into whatever body part of him I can feel. He pulls away from the kiss, looking me in the eyes. I can tell by looking at him he's asking if I'm sure. I rapidly nod, making sure he knows I want this.

He lines up with my entrance, pushing himself inside, causing us both to let out a moan. He slowly starts to move in and out and eventually starts to pick up the pace.

The only sounds filling the room was the sound of moaning and skin slapping skin. "Bucky" I moan out his name. He continues to thrust into you. His thrusts getting faster and sloppier as time goes on.

"I'm close. Fuck y/n." He whimpers, face burying into your neck, filling it with sloppy kisses.

I feel myself getting hot. My release comes fast and Bucky exits me with one final thrust, cumming onto my stomach.

Bucky rolls over next to me, both of us trying to catch our breath. After my breathing finally settles, I look over to Bucky to see that he's already looking at me.

I turn on my side, so I can completely face him, and so does he. As we look into each other's eyes, I go to say something, but Bucky beats me to it. "I love you, y/n." I smile slightly and say, "I love you, Bucky." Bucky grabs me, pulling me into his arms to fall asleep together.

#marvel x reader #marvel #bucky x reader #bucky barns x y/n #bucky smut #marvel smut #winter soldier #bucky imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fluff

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sorry i keep sending asks about nohmttf please feel free to ignore me if they’re annoying

i was just thinking about it Again and i think to me what makes that story so compelling is that it feels like… in spite of the horrible, evil, ugly reality that all the characters are in, there are these nagging flickers of hope that they’re feeling. that someday things will be better, that someday tigerstar will be gone and riverclan can be what it was before. stonefur can’t bring himself to kill featherpaw and spare her suffering because he has to believe that this can’t be the end, for her and for himself. there’s the hope that he can reunite stormpaw and featherpaw, that he’ll see mistyfoot again, that they’ll come up with some way to survive and get through. it’s not hope as a beautiful shining beacon but hope as the cockroach that survives the apocalypse - even if you don’t want it to be there and even if it feels ugly and wrong and out of place it’s still there. and nothing you or anyone else does can kill it.

and so much love, too. stonefur loves featherpaw, so does mosspelt, so does mudfur. mosspelt loves featherpaw and dawnpaw and she doesn’t know how to save them both and she’s stuck. featherpaw and stonefur love their kits right away, even though they were born from the hell tigerstar put them through. it’s just another one of those things that hangs on and pushes through and makes it possible to even think about choosing to live.

i just think you’ve really tapped into something powerful with this story and i am basically always thinking about it. it’s so good. it’s such a compelling and meaningful piece of fiction.

i love ur asks i know it can take me months to answer asks but i love them.

idk like. the thing is that like. hope is a really hard thing to kill. you said it really well, "hope as the cockroach that survives the apocalypse."

there are times when hope hurts. when the idea that things could be better hurts, because they aren't better. how long do you have to listen to the cockroach skitter over the tile before the bombs start falling. why won't the cockroach die? because if you could just accept this as the best there is, you wouldn't have this fucking hope, that is hurt and crying and hates every minute of this.

but the cockroach doesn't die. and your hope doesn't die. and your love doesn't die.

thank you so much for this ask it means so much to me i'm not sending you a kitten photo because that means whenever i see this post i'll just see a kitten photo and not the ask.

#ask #anon #mine #nohmttf #btbm

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sarah-dipitous · 2 years ago

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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 65

Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester/Gridlock

"Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester"

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: If what that hunter(?) did didn't work against...ghosts??? What makes you think I'M gonna be able to take it down??

Look. Honestly? Dean's got a HELL of a point here. It's one thing for a church to preach that we all have a mission from god or whatever. It's QUITE ANOTHER to have a LITERAL ANGEL tell you that god has WORK THAT ONLY YOU CAN DO. I'd be freaked out, too, and Sam and Bobby are being really really casual about it

It's really weird that Ruby is now being played by Jared's real life wife. And...like...I just feel like if you didn't want people to ship your stars with supernatural beings you shouldn't have given Sam a flirtationship with Meg and then cast his wife as Ruby?? I dunno...

The script writers are magical. The boys and Bobby go to the house of the hunter from the first five minutes because she's not answering her phone and she wouldn't ignore something like this (allegedly. I don't know. We've never met her before now.) When they get there, Bobby tries calling other hunters for backup and tells the boys that no one else is answering either.

Sam: Somethings up, huh?

Bobby: (sarcastically) Ya think?

You didn't HAVE to make Sam sound absolutely idiotic, but you did it anyway

The hunters have become the hunted...but what is hunting them?

Bobby telling the boys that a couple of other hunters that he visited redecorated...in red, and my first instinct is "oh, do they run a children's hospital?"

Uh oh...The drop in temperature can't be good. I don't believe this is strictly vengeful spirit shit. There's gotta be something BEHIND that.

Who're the creepy The Shining (not really) twins that came after Bobby??

Oh...REAL Meg's here. Oh that poor girl.

So, it is just people they failed to save? There's something about the symbol on Meg's hand...I know that's gonna be important, but what IS it?

I KNEW it wasn't REAL vengeful spirit shit. Someone DID THIS to them. And now we're getting closer to the end game of what was supposed to be the full run of the show...you know, before they tacked on ten. more. seasons.

Sitting in 2023 hearing Dean scoff at gas being $5 a gallon as a sign of the apocalypse is very *stares into the middle distance* (sure, right now it's under $3.50 for me here, but......)

I'm sorry to say this on International Women's Day, but...the actress who currently plays Meg is not a pretty crier. She's got an off-brand Renee Zellweger way of crying that's just not eliciting the emotions it's trying to from me.

I'm not so predictable that I'm gonna comment on whatever the concoction was that Dean threw into the fireplace turned the fire BLUE because I know it had nothing to do with Dean and everything to do with the properties of the concoction plus the incantation Bobby was doing BEFORE Dean had to be the one to throw it....but....I will MENTION it JUST A LITTLE BIT

Dean: I almost got my heart ripped out of my chest!

Cas: But did you die??

I can't help but ALSO contextualize alongside Good Omens. Almost half expect Cas to say that god's plan is ineffable

The softening of Castiel's character is so funny. Because right now, I'm legitimately intimidated by him saying "I dragged you out of Hell. I can throw you back in." But I also know that later he's going to interrogate a cat and call *checks notes* the archangel Michael an assbutt

"Been On My Mind...": No, unless you count Dean's denial that he got "groped by an angel." (We're definitely winding down to the end of this segment, me thinks)

"Gridlock"

The only thing I remember about this episode is there's a scene with kittens crawling all over the Doctor...but then...that might have been strictly a behind the scenes gif I saw. We'll find out!

Oh, Doctor...it was cute to take Rose to New Earth after what your earlier regeneration did to her on their first trip, but taking Martha there...come on.

I know the Face of Boe is an ally to the Doctor, so why...is he sending the cat lady with what I can only assume is a laser gun after him??

Also, fitting (in a "the Doctor treats Martha like a poor replacement for Rose and not her own person" way) that they've been dropped in the lower levels of New New York *rolls eyes* I honestly just get mad at him for his treatment of her.

Yeah, bet you feel like shit now, Doctor...

Look, I'm not saying I'd buy feelings (literally, purchase emotions or statuses), but how is this the vendors' fault? They didn't do anything that got Martha kidnapped. They're simply providing a service

Wait. Wait. Wait. Is the implication that the human woman and the cat man had a litter of straight up kittens two months ago? Someone get me a Punnet Square!

How are married lesbians such a "modern concept" when you ARE A CAT MAN MARRIED TO A HUMAN WOMAN?! He literally called them SISTERS. BRUH.

There's something oddly reminiscent of the early days of covid with this episode, and it didn't hit me til the broadcast started playing a song that everyone on the motorway started singing. Everyone's in little pods sanctioned off from every other being, you never even actually see the people you're closest (physically or emotionally) to unless they're in your very small circle (of literally one or two others), there are superficial shows of being together (with some genuine ones), but there are still enough people who will take advantage of anything and everything they can get their hands on to make their own life easier...and also?? the government is completely failing them. The Doctor questions whether ANYONE has ever seen a police vehicle or ambulance.

Amazing how the Doctor forgot for a second that the cat nun nurses were growing people to hold all of New Earth's diseases...............

Oh fuck. I 1000% forgot that this was an episode about a virus that mutated...well, no fucking wonder the covid parallels stood out...

OH! OHHHHH!!! THE WAY THE ONE LOW KEY ON THE PIANO IS PLAYING IN SUCH WONDERFUL PERFECT 4:4 TIME!!! AS THE FACE OF BOE TELLS THE DOCTOR HE IS NOT ALONE. True, it's not the exact tempo as the sound of drums but FUCK is it delicious anyway

Ugh...THANK YOU, MARTHA. THANK YOU FOR DEMANDING BETTER FOR YOURSELF.

Episodes Since the Doctor's Last Attempted Genocide: 3

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023 #i made many post-work mistakes that led me to not even starting doctor who til almost 10pm

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Multi Pairings Masterlist 2

part one

add it up (ao3) - leftennant darcy/loki, jane/thor, pepper/tony E, 125k

Summary: Loki and Darcy have been dancing around each other ever since they were paired up as a team at S.H.I.E.L.D. by Nick Fury. When they both end up up in his apartment after saving the world, things finally hit the boiling point.

almost boyfriends (ao3) - IronDadStan steve/tony, bucky/clint, rhodey/natasha G, 22k

Summary: Tony moved from California to New York his junior year of high school, where he started attending SHEILD high school in Brooklyn. He made amazing friendships his first day that would bloom into life long friendships. While Tony was a small, nerdy guy who kept to himself - everyone liked him and he never really had any enemies - well, there was one. The person in school he hated and who seemed to feel the same about him. Stupid, tall, handsome Steve Rogers.

avengers cuddle fest (ao3) - Jake_Matthews steve/thor, bucky/tony, clint/sam, pietro/peter, wanda/vision G, 4k

Summary: After a long arduous battle, all the Avengers really want to do is curl up in a big pile of cuddles on the sofa.

back where he wants to be (ao3) - christy_ao3 steve/natasha, pepper/tony, wanda/vision N/R, 27k

Summary: Two years since Steve came back and Natasha is still hesitant to meet nor speak to him. The pain he has caused was enough even for Black Widow.

Steve went to visit the Barton’s one day in hopes to get news of Natasha when he saw a photo frame of her with the kids.

“Is she happy?”

“She is.”.

catching feelings (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor clint/steve, steve/bucky, bucky/clint/steve, natasha/sam, rhodey/tony N/R, 3k

Summary: Clint thought that he would be okay when Bucky came back, and he and Steve started spending more time together, because he understood that Bucky was Steve's best friend from the past. Then, the two started getting closer and Clint feels left out, and worries that Steve will leave him to be with Bucky, so he starts distancing himself from his boyfriend to avoid conflict.

city of angels (ao3) - Kinthinia clint/phil, steve/bucky, bruce/tony M, 119k

Summary: On the verge of turning fifteen, Clint Barton is sold to Hydra. For the next six years, Clint’s identity is slowly stripped away as both the infamous Swordsman and the Winter Soldier train him into the elite assassin Ronin. But through the slow torture, Clint hangs onto the idea of freedom -of escaping from Hydra. With Bucky’s help, the two of them manage to escape. Not even six months into his new found freedom and Clint realizes he has to trade one collar for another in order to save his only friend. Except, S.H.I.E.L.D. is nothing like what Clint was expecting, especially not his handler.

dead inside (ao3) - starlight_starbright steve/bucky, natasha/sam, bruce/tony E, 44k

Summary: What do you say to your friends when they think you’re dead? When you should be dead, when all of the odds were stacked against you, but you’re still here? When you show up on their fucking doorstep in the middle of a zombie apocalypse with a not-fully-healed bite on your arm, covered in blood and dirt, claiming you didn’t die, you just got really fucked up from a fall.

Or: Zombie apocalypse fic with lots of angst, pain, regret, and love.

Four weddings and an half (ao3) - HadrianPeverellBlack, scottxlogan natasha/sam, peggy/steve, jane/thor, bucky/tony G, 4k

Summary: Bucky and Tony's relationship through their friends' weddings.

I Found You (ao3) - AWriting bucky/clint, steve/sam, pepper/tony M, 15k

Summary: Bucky always knew Steve would catch up with him eventually. He just assumed it wouldn't be for quite a while. To his surprise, it's not even Steve who finds him first.

jack-o-lanterns and kittens (ao3) - captain_wintersoldier steve/bucky, clint/natasha, jane/thor, darcy/loki T, 9k

Summary: Steve works at a Coffee shop. Cue attractive customer named Bucky Barnes. Steve falls in love and ends up embarrassing himself, but scoring a date anyway. Yay relationships.

Love is a Dagger (ao3) - TallGlass sam/bucky, wanda/vision, tony/pepper E, 6k

Summary: It started in Europe. Sam found Bucky, they fought, they fucked, they never talked about it.

mountains out of ant hills (ao3) - iyearnforaplotadvancement scott/hope, scott/maggie, maggie/jim, hank/janet T, 10k

Summary: A series of drabbles set before, during, and after Ant-Man/ Ant-Man and The Wasp.

Of Broken Dreams and Mended Hearts (ao3) - Kellyscams steve/bucky, peggy/gabe, clint/natasha, pepper/tony, bucky/brock M, 354k

Summary: When the House of Barnes is left in massive debt after the death of George Barnes, their oldest son and heir, Bucky, is forced to sacrifice his own hopes and dreams by entering an arranged married to Steve Rogers. Steve seems kind enough, has a prominent job in the government, and was even voted Society's Best Catch. But the House Rogers is significantly higher in status than Bucky's family, which means Bucky is marrying up in Society, and marrying up doesn't only come with rewards, it also comes with certain...expectations and losses--some of which Bucky might be willing to do anything to avoid. And those opportunities might come his way.

Unless, of course, he actually starts falling in love with his new husband...

Sentimental Journey (ao3) - MoreThanAFeeling (Daretodream66) steve/bucky, pepper/tony, natasha/sam, clint/laura G, 13k

Summary: Director Fury wants all soulmates registered with SHIELD. Bucky doesn't trust that, so he doesn't register Steve. Fury comes after the small artist and the team fights back.

signs of life (ao3) - aven_garde steve/tony, bruce/natasha, bucky/clint M, 40k

Summary: Five times the Avengers didn’t meet Tony’s kid and the one time they did.

the great disney marathon (ao3) - MisguidedFeelingsofaDreamWeaver30 steve/natasha, scott/hope, gamora/peter, pepper/tony T, 26k

Summary: The Avengers embark on a mission: The Great Disney Marathon. As they watch, they find themselves comparing their lives to the animated stories onscreen.

Inspired by the many parallels between Marvel and Disney.

Prompts filled: Domestic Avengers, Romanogers, Peter Parker, Tony Stark

the prince’s love (ao3) - ShadowsintheClouds tony/thor, bucky/loki E, 30k

Summary: Tony had been hiding his second gender from the moment he presented. It was just safer that way. In a world where omegas, specifically male omegas, have very little rights, it was the only way to survive. He had done a good job of it too. Everybody thought he was just a beta. That was until the Avengers showed up and made his life hell. His saving grace, Thor Odinson. All he wanted was for Tony to be part of their new pack. It worked, but Tony ended up paying the price. With his cover blown, Tony can only hang on and play the long game. But maybe, just maybe, this whole thing with Thor wasn’t so bad!

ties that bind (ao3) - Not_You bruce/tony, steve/thor, clint/natasha E, 6k

Summary: A high school AU set in a D/s universe.

Until you set your old heart free (ao3) - bluesweatshirt pepper/tony G, 12k

Summary: Five times that someone refers to Peter as part of the Stark family, and one time he does it himself.

We're (not) all villains here (ao3) - sir_not_appearing_in_this_archive loki/mobius, loki/sylvie, loki/mobius/sylvie, sylvie/darcy T, 53k

Summary: Alone and friendless (once again), Loki has to find a way to set things right, or at least right enough he can comfortably sneak off into the sunset, which starts with one thing: saving Mobius's lost memories.

or: the fake-dating rom-com no one asked for

#themculibrary #marvel #mcu #masterlists #multi #multi masterlist

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Sunday, February 25th

SPIKE: I don't wanna be this good looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear.

~~Touched~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Treacherous Feelings by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

For Once, We’re the Only Ones Left by Hecate (Faith x Wesley, G, background character death)

Sparring or stripping? by Bl4ckHunter (Buffy & Faith, T, tags warn for embarrassing nudity)

Graveyard, a long while til morning by firemanwhenthefloodsrollback (Buffy/Spike, T)

adaptive strategy by CallMeVampy (Giles/Ethan, M)

Treacherous Feelings by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, anthology rated R)

All Kittens Go To Heaven by Arke (Anita Blake crossover, Spike, FR7)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Lost Angels - Chapter 25 by StillRose ("Supernatural" crossover, Xander/Spike, Angel/Dean, Explicit)

Fate Plans and We Laugh - Chapter 22 by Hermione2be (Batman crossover, Dawn/Bruce Wayne, Buffy/Bruce Wayne, Faith/Bruce Wayne, Dawn & Alfred, Faith & Alfred, T)

Ties to the World - Chapter 13 by TheDanishBird (Buffy/Spike, BtVS ensemble, Explicit)

Red on Red - Chapter 11 by Empire_of_the_Words (Buffy/Angel, Tara x Oz, Dawn/Connor, T)

Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Dawn Chronicles 1: Break of Dawn - Chapter 2 by PerfecterCell (Dawn/Glory, Dawn/Ben, multiple archive warnings, Explicit)

Amara Time - Chapter 11 by Joan963z (Buffy/Spike, Willow/Oz, Xander/Anya, M)

The End of Destiny - Chapter 8 by ConstantCommentTea (Angel, Cordelia, Connor, OCs, brief Doctor Who crossover, T)

The crosspost of "Worth Fighting For" COMPLETED at Ch. 71 by melodys_muse (Angel/Buffy, T)

same coin - Chapter 2 by The_Eclectic_Bookworm (Buffy & OC, Scoobies, G)

Worship the Rain - Chapter 2 by MyCosmicAlice (Angel/Cordelia, M)

Greatest Love Story Postlude - Chapter 6 by FalseGinger (Spike/Angel, M)

The Witch’s Gift, Ch. 33 by RavenLove12 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

The Neighbor's Point of View, Ch. 88 by the_big_bad (Buffy/Spike, PG)

Early One Morning, Ch. 17 by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Cherry On Top, Ch. 31 by Maxineeden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Vampire and a Slayer Walk Into a Park... Ch. 17 by holetoledo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Rebehold the Stars (Love from the Other Side of the Apocalypse), Ch. 8 by Asokatanos (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Afterburn, Ch. 17 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Lie to Me, Ch. 13 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Du fond du cœur, Ch. 3 by Miss Kitty (Buffy/Spike, PG, in French)

Not Just a Boy and a Girl (It's Just the End of the World), Chapter 8 by noctilucent (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Scoobies in Neptune, Ch. 29 by Buffyworldbuilder (Veronica Mars crossover, FR7)

To All We Guard, Ch. 6 by simmony (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

The Day After, Ch. 4 by Maldorana (Buffy/Spike, G)

Perfect Clarity, Ch. 24 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, R)

[Images, Audio & Video]

ily buffy summers by bugaboooooooooo (worksafe)

Buffy/Spike drawing by isevery0nehereverystoned (some artistic nudity)

Lindsey fanart by goodandpure (worksafe)

Drawings: favorite demons by JuniorAd3871 (loan shark, Sweet, Skip, worksafe)

Chibi Champions by girlpire (Spike/Angel, G)

[Reviews & Recaps]

Welcome to the Hellmouth and The Harvest by spuffybot

Buffy Season One Review by inconsistentlywrittensoul

I recently bought the Buffy tarot and a lot of the card choices are... so bad by winter--witch

Thoughts and feelings watching Angel for the first time with complete foreknowledge by AndHerSymbols

What is your most rewatched episode [of AtS]? by Pumpkins217 and others

What's Your Best and/or Worst of Buffy The Vampire Slayer Season 3? by Big-Restaurant-2766

An example of ruining a twist. by oliverharry98

Done with season 3 of Buffy by Jarethjr

[Recs & In Search Of]

Spangel Saturday: Cryptic by Pet recced by spangel-fic-marathon

[Fandom Discussions]

every spike/buffy interaction in s2 is hilarious by mimsycohen

There's not a single dude in the cast that wouldn't become worse as a result of being The Guy Who Fucked Xander Harris by angelthemanspanker

Family - Is Season 5 confused? by vampmogs and others

Do you think Angel/Liam loved his father? by The Whirlwind and others

[I’ve always gotten the feeling like "Family" maybe wasn’t what was originally planned for Tara] by cre8ivemind

Riley Is A Raggedy Ho, But I No Longer Think He's A Bitch by Prometheus321

What BTVS quote needs a swear word added in it? by PristineSituation498

Buffy and Faith were perfect mirrors of each other by LightBlueSky55

Foreshadowing that I don’t hear brought up a lot by moxiecontin-

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

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5-2 warrens so cutee .. ugh pandora..... oo hi red .. •

lmao warren opening the trunk to murphy then slamming it back on him .. "ok, wanna do it the right way? open the trunk, let the man out - i'll apologize, my bad 🙄" lol cooper ,, aw warren :( but murphys smile at her :') •

hmm last ep doc asked w 10k n sarge n dante all right there - "whats in the bizcuitz?" and george answers "nobody knows, no one wants to know - rumor is, it's a trace amount of brains." so whyy ?? this episode, 10k asks dante "what's in those things anyway" and dante says "nobody knows for sure, nobody wants to know. my guess, trace amounts of brains." ??? i would've said 10k asked again to see if they got the same answer, but dante was there when george answered the first time so obv he'd just be able to repeat what she said... so i'm thinking this was just a genuine mess up ? •

ughh estes ... •

ahhh warren n george lookin at each other , oh to be in the middle of that look.. omg i forgot puppies n kittens was from george.. •

aww wb sun mei :-) .. hi cz .. •

"another... dude? and they got a kid?" i too would drink the zombie thumb alcohol after that one 10k •

omglol i just gasped when leroy shot cliff.. not cool leroy! "heyy you shot me :/" "i'll do it again if you don't shut up." 'this was my favorite t-shirt :(" •

5-3 "people have been giving me the eyeball since i got here!" "you look like satan." "yeah and i'm rockin it 🕺 but still it's rude to stare!" redmurphy does look pretty cool •

oh damnn i forgot abt 10k.. mann :/ bye sarge ... •

5-4 man warren laughing this ep made me realize how little she's laughed thruout the show .. wish i was in that room w george n warren ... •

5-5 i wish I was the zombie warren n george just slammed on that table.. ok i'll stop (unless it happens again) •

aww nana n jz r so cute .. •

this time doc was the one throwin a zombomb down the elevator(/air) shaft .. lmaoo "but i could use a light" wld be a great gif •

omg wb addy •

5-6 "alright i'll go ahead" "why" "bc ur my friend n i dont want u to get hurt" george pls .. •

hmm redmurphy cooloutfit another 5/5 look .. hellll yeah he got doc a look too •

lmaooo dante pulling a peeta •

5-7 lol doc gettin stabbed by murphys spiked gloves when they fist bump ... what car r doc n george in rn, i like it ... bye dante :// .. •

"take care of them." "yeah yeah, i got it." "ok well then, be safe." "no, you be safe out there. i don't want to have to go traipsing around half of screwmerica again to save your ass." "i don't care how many times you gotta traipse around to save me - but when you do, pick a color." lmaoo .. "i mean it, warren. the apocalypse wouldn't be half as fun without you in it. be careful." ohhh the looksss. "i love you too, murphy." murphy's facee :') .. "god, keep him safe." mannn •

5-8 oo i dont like this ep :/•

this was cute ..•

5-9 interesting ep.. kuruk n ayalla r so cool n pretty ..•

5-10 "one mans junk is another mans treasure. . that didn't come out right." lol doc •

man always hate that end bit... •

#h-vom

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Hoo boy, here we go! Not the place I expected to first info-dump about this group, but since you're giving me an excuse. . . let's just talk about the ones I am drawing for OC-tober, because they have a seasonally appropriate plot/setting:

A zombie apocalypse! But with a twist: almost all of them are supernatural/magical/undead creatures themselves, which SIGNIFCANTLY changes how and why they're handling the problem. I apologize in advance, this is going to get VERY long, since their backstories are kind of important to them. You don't have to read it all if you don't want, this is me info-dumping. I'll put it under a cut to save everybody's dash, and I'll put my little fact-file introductory drawings of them at the bottom. The drawings have their basic info on them, so you can just look at those if you want the short version. Anyway, without further ado, meet Chase Michaels, Sam Fetch, Hazel Thorne, Zachary Winters, and Kate Blaire!

Chase Michaels:

Chase is an absolutely precious 7 year old orphan who lost his parents a few months ago, and was recently turned into a vampire by total accident (the vampire who turned him was also a new vampire and did not know that was a possibility, they were kind of just trying to drink the blood of someone who wouldn't be missed).

Unfortunately, the guy who turned him is also the deadbeat dad of vampires and decided to just ditch the kid without ever explaining anything to him. This means that a 7 year old was suddenly slammed with super-senses, bat-like instincts and abilities (including bat shapeshifting which was really scary when it first happened), a weakness to sunlight (sunburns very easily and gets sun-sick, but doesn't immediately die), a nocturnal sleep schedule, and a sudden taste for blood without knowing why. Remember, Chase is also an orphan, and he was liviing completely on his own for the last few months. He literally had no clue what was going on, and was just kind of struggling to adapt to his new powers.

And then the zombie apocalypse happened (it happens for magic bullshit reasons in this world. A wizard did it, on accident and now these fuckers have to fix it, but they don't know a wizard did it for a significant period of time). Now, the zombies can't actually kill Chase unless they manage to accidentally stake him, but they can physically mess him up pretty bad. Chase also learns that zombie blood apparently satisfies the blood-drinking problem (so will animal blood, but that's actually harder to get since animals actively run away from him).

Chase's personality starts out like that of a skittish feral kitten because that is effectively how he's been living, but once he gets into a safer situation and starts trusting people, his real personality starts showing. He's very curious, is really good at reading people (especially for a 7 year old), kind of has an intuitive knowledge for the way things works, and is constantly taking things apart and putting them back together as a fidget. He loves puzzles, riddles, soccer and almost certainly has undiagnosed ADHD.

Chase is basically slumming it on the streets until he runs into Kate and they mutually adopt each other. She's somewhere between a much older sister and a mother figure to him.

Sam Fetch:

Sam is 15, pangender (so all the gender and all the pronouns, but they/them default), and a werewolf. They fucking hate that they're a werewolf. Werewolves work very differently in this universe than HP, since I basically smashed together the regular pop-culture interpretation with this show my mom watched when I was like 8 called Wolf-Bloods. Anyway, Sam can shapeshift into a wolf at will, but they will frequently get stuck kind of halfway between the transformation, and it takes a lot of practice over the course of the story for them to learn to control this. At the full moon, they're forced to shift, and while they will keep their head if left to their own devices, they'll lose it if they find a human and will try to attack them. They have enhanced senses and super strength as well as some wolf-instincts at all times.

Anyway, Sam was attacked and turned into a werewolf when they were like 12 and has been hardcore struggling ever since. The transition from human to werewolf was particularly rough on Sam because they are currently a hormonal teenager in the middle of several identity and life crises, and those things do not mix well with sudden powers. The zombie apocalypse was a cloud with a MASSIVE silver lining because now they don't have to deal with hiding their powers, or trying to maintain a normal school life when you can literally smell every middle schooler, or the fact that their parents were struggling financially and Sam's sudden increased appetite wasn't helping. But, it's still a great big cloud because in the initial attack, Sam got separated from their parents and is now on a quest to find them and save them if they can still be saved (oh yeah, these particular zombies are the type where every dead body was reanimated in the initial magical blast, and now they want to eat brains, but no new corpses will be zombified unless another magical issue happens again).

Sam comes off as really overconfident and cocky (and they are about their physical abilities), but is actually really insecure about themself. Sam also has a very short fuse and is in general just very angry about life. Starting a fight with them is just about the easiest thing in the world. They're also intensely loyal, and once you gain their trust, it takes something very fucked up to lose it. They will fight god for the people they care about (and they kind of do during the plotline I have lined out).

Sam is doing a decent job of surviving the apocalypse, but not a very good job of finding their parents until they meet up with Zachary and Hazel. They despise Hazel with just about their whole being, but sadly recognizes that staying with Hazel is definitely better for their own goals and protection. They like Zachary, but they definitely place too much trust in him. When their little trio first meets up with Kate and Chase, Kate does casually attempt to murder them all. Sam holds a grudge and tries to hate Kate after this, but Kate also looked at Sam, said "Oh, you're not trying to hurt me or my kid? Great, you're my kid now, no you don't get a say," and broke down their walls very quickly after that. They adore Chase and is like another older sibling to them, although with much less maturity or responsibility than Kate.

Hazel Thorne:

Hazel is a witch who is physically 13, chronologically 120, and emotionally somewhere in between (although that does kind of fluctuate depending on the situation). Their gender identity is rather complicated, but demigirl is currently the best way I've found to describe it, and she switches between she/her and they/them fairly regularly (I'll just use she/her on this post for simplicity). She's also pan, but that's not particularly relevant to this story, as there is no romance involved :). She sold her soul to a malevolent demon for witchcraft when she was naught but a schoolgirl in the early 1900s, but now she's a fully fledged and very dangerous witch. She's been having magical escapades, making enemies, making friends, solving people's problems, and wreaking lowkey havoc on the world for over a century.

She initially became a witch out of desperation to destroy the horrible boarding school she was at. It was like, full on abusive, almost a prison levels of problematic, and she and the other girls there all became very close due to trauma bonding. When one of her roommates discovered a forbidden book about witchcraft, they realized it was a way out, and she and the 12 other girls she shared her hall with all became witches together. They're bonded in a coven, but they're currently scattered internationally, and the wizard bullshit that caused the apocalypse is interfering with her capability to contact them.

Hazel is an absolute little shit. Her alignment is chaotic neutral, bordering on chaotic evil. She enjoys pissing people off, forcing them to work for her, holding things over their head, destroying property, getting vengeance, and just generally messing with folks. The only thing that has stopped her from fully becoming a villain at this point is that she cares about the general welfare of humanity and wants to protect them.

Hazel, while very magically powerful, is not great at doing plans. She's far too spontaneous to actually solve a big issue like a zombie apocalypse on her own, so she summons Zachary to help, and they kind of just meet up with the rest of the party on their way. She and Zachary are something like old friends. She royally pisses off Sam and enjoys pushing their buttons. Kate is 110% done with her nonsense, but is also able to recognize that she has more emotional maturity than Hazel and does her best to be patient and take care of her (can you tell Kate has a problem with just adopting people?)

Zachary Winters:

Zachary is a lich, who somehow still manages to be on the side of good. See, he was originally from a small village from around almost a thousand years ago. When his village was hit with a curse that caused a horrible plague, he did the only thing he could in desperation: he turned to dark magic and became a lich. In my universe, this means that his soul is now separated from his body and if that ever gets destroyed, then he will be condemned to some sort of terrible purgatory or something. But it also means he gets immortality and can be given strength and magic power through human sacrifice. Now powered with human sacrifice in the form of all the people in his village who had been taken by the plague, Zachary used his new magical abilities to raise them into an undead army and stormed the castle of the warlock who had cursed them in the first place, forcing him to undo the spell.

But Zachary couldn't exactly just go back to normal after that. He now required sacrifice to live. And sure, he could have just died and been done with it, but he decided to do something a little unorthodox. He found a way to put himself into stasis. Without human sacrifice, his body goes into something of a hibernation mode and he effectively becomes no different than a regular corpse. However, all it takes is one person dying as a sacrifice and he will reanimate. In times of crisis where death and destruction abounds, some people will invoke the legend of the People's Lich and declare themselves a sacrifice as they die, and wake Zachary up. This means that Zachary is capable of helping people in times of death and destruction. As soon as the problem is resolved, he'll go back into stasis. As long as his soul jar isn't destroyed, he'll continue to do this forever.

This means Zachary's age is really iffy. Physically, he's like if someone died at around 50 and then you kept reanimating that corpse. Chronologically, he's been around for about 1,000 years, but he's been in stasis for a lot of that. He's got at least 300 years of experience but definitely not more than 800 years under his belt. Oh, and like Hazel, he's pan, but that's not particularly relevant.

Zachary's personality is heavily based on my relatives on my dad's side, who all have a similar sense of humor and lack of a filter. He is wise and he cares and he usually knows when to shut up, but he's also really whacky. He doesn't usually understand the social conventions of the day when he's reanimated, is rather morbid, and is very goofy and won't take things very seriously.

This means he gels really well with trickster-demon-witch-child Hazel. She actually brought him back to life this time by just straight up killing a zombie in his name. They've crossed paths at least once before during the World Wars. He gets along decently with Sam due to being entertaining but not as irritating as Hazel. He and Kate have a complicated relationship, as he's sort of the mastermind/leader of their little group, but she's the most responsible and takes care of everyone emotionally. She appreciates the help he does give, but wishes he'd be more helpful as the only other actual adult in the party. Chase is actually a little creeped out by him at first, especially since he does look like a corpse, but he takes a shine to Chase and works a lot on getting the kid out of his shell (and also forcing Hazel and Sam to get along).

Kate Blaire:

Kate is 19, aroace, aplatonic (but allofamilial), and the only regular human of the group. She was basically just a regular human emerging adult. She was settling into trade school, she had a day job in customer service that she hated but that made her money, and she was doing her best to get all her necessary certifications to be a mechanic until the apocalypse hit.

The thing that makes her different than everybody else that panicked and got attacked or went into hiding or ended up a victim to the other effects of the magical bullshit? She was raised in the country by her grandparents, who were both war vets. They taught her a lot about survival in high-stress dangerous situations with the hope that she'd never need to use it. Kate was able to protect herself, get to safety, and start formulating a plan on how to survive, gather information, and hopefully start helping to fix whatever the problem is. Then she started bumping into a bunch of supernatural creatures that also happened to be emotionally unstable children and she was like "fuck it, guess I have to take care of them now too," because Kate is a very compassionate person.

Kate is a really serious person, but it is made worse due to the high stress situation. She's also super responsible and maybe a little bit too mature for her age due to the way she was raised. She's ridiculously determined and decisive, and she generally sees other people, especially those younger than her, as people she's responsible for protecting. She's rather prickly on the surface, but is an absolute marshmallow at her core. Chase is her precious child and she will do literally anything to protect him, but she is very protective of their whole little squad.

Anyway, that's the squad! I love them so much, they are so entertaining. Especially Sam and Hazel because they are literally never not fighting. Thanks for letting me ramble about them! Here are some little character sheet introduction drawings I have of them:

*Sees a reblog you made*

*double takes*

*spits out my Kool-Aid*

YOU HAVE OCs?!?!?!

Respectfully, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me about them?

Please!?

HOLY SHIT THANK YOU THIS IS THE BEAT ASK IVE EVER GOT

I don’t even know where to begin bc I kinda have heaps (be ready this is going to be the longest dam post ever) but I’ll just tell you about Ella Jake Gabe Alby DeeDee and Lia (fuck it’s a lot 😭)

Sooooooo Ella and Jake are siblings (they have an older sister Caroline but she is like off at collage and not much of a main character, and yes I have a whole world built for them with kinda plot and scenes and stuff) so Ella is the youngest and Jake is the middle and Caroline the eldest.

Ella is kinda my main character (or Jake) she is 17, full name Elizabeth Miller, she loves ankle long flower patterned skirts and she has pretty long light brown hair that is dead straight, no matter how much she has tried to curl it, she has brown eyes and it’s BEST FREINDS with DeeDee, they are also neighbors to eachother bc that’s goals, and she is like love interest/dating Gabe.

Jake (literally fav) is 19, so two years older than Ella, full name Jacob Miller, love interest with Alby 🤭 my fav ship, is bisexual, BESTIES with Lia, but in a trio with Gabe so Gabe is still best friends with him, he is VERY grunge, all he wears is band t-shirts and baggy jeans, his bedroom walls are PLASTERED with posters of all his favourite grunge bands and his room is also a mess with clothes all over the floor because he’s so relatable like that, he LOVES rings and always wear a bunch, he had brown hair (more darker/brunette than Ella’s) which is just messy on top of his head, i know what his hair looks like I promise I just don’t know the name of hair cut 😭, he has a red electric guitar that he LOVES, he’s very good at guitar, and he plays it in a little small band that he does with Gabe and Alby and Lia for fun, they do it in Jake and Ella’s basement at their house.

Gabe (as we know, Ella’s love interest) full name Gabe Turner, he’s 19, he has black hair, similar messy style to Jake’s, best freinds with Jake and Lia, he loves skateboarding, secretly loves romance movies, introverted, also kinda grunge like Jake but dresses in more black, has those dimple peircings if yk the ones I mean, I can’t think of anything to say (trust me I have a million notes written down on him but I’m forgetting rn) in love head over heels with Ella, plays bass guitar in the band with Jake Lia and Alby, and also sings.

Alby (I love him sm) full name Albert Sanders, he’s 18, he gay, he hates that his name is Albert so everyone calls him Alby, he has sandy blonde hair that’s pretty curly (Jakes and gabes are more wavy), he plays the drums in their band, he is kinda quiet and shy around other people but when it’s just his freinds he has a lot of energy, LOVE INTEREST WITH JAKE (my fav shipppp), he has a pet cat (cuz he def a cat person) who he lovessssss I think it’s maybe a ginger cat or one of the black and white and red ones if yk what I mean, he is adopted and when he was a kid he was in foster care and stuff.

DeeDee, full name Diana Emani, DeeDee is a nickname, is 17, love interest with Lia (another fav ship 🤭) she has been best friends with Ella since primary school, she is black and has long braids that she likes to put beads in sometimes, she loves nature so much, is kind of cottage core, also loves the long flowing skirts that Ella does, has a bedroom window facing Ella’s, she LOVES animals, has literally a millions pets, and also lots of potted plants in her room (real ones, because she is surprisingly good at keeping them alive, to everyone else’s amazement), is pansexual.

Lia (MY OTHER FAV) full name Ophelia Beckett, because I love love the name Ophelia, her hair is ALWAYS changing, she dies it crazy colours, and has had it cut in heaps of different ways, I generally imagine her with a wolf cut thought, she loves doing the coolest eyeliner ever, she also plays electric guitar in the band, is SUPER best freind with Jake (like almost prongsfoot close I’m talking), she is lesbian and love interest with DeeDee, she loves dressing very grunge/emo idk how to explain the style but like black clothes and fishnet stockings or sleeves and LOTS of jewlery, she has very strict parents and is always sneaking out of home.

The whole freind group loves to hang out at the skate park, even when Gabe isn’t skating.

And thats it!!!! Thank you so so much if you’ve read this far bc it’s a lot and I was going on a tangent, to put in perspective I have like x5 as many notes as this on my notes app, and a couple more characters but thank you sm for the ask ❤️❤️❤️

#not even a little bit sorry everybody else #my ocs #just me rambling about my children #thank you so much for asking this made me so happy #also I have a running gag about Hazel being able to break the fourth wall #and magically altering all my author's notes to have stars instead of dots because she thinks it looks better #she's such a little shit #seriously not the first place I expected to post them #I'm drawing them for OC-tober and will be posting them to my regular blog #If ya'll figure out my main blog from that #then I will happily let you follow me #although I probably won't follow you back over there just because most of what ya'll post is marauders stuff and that lives over here #not marauders not hp

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hooman4ever · 3 years ago

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I promise this will not become a common activity and I absolutely love everything you write, it is precious.

Maybe hcs of triad between Pyramid Head x Reader x Danny???? Either within the realm of the Entity or maybe, just maybe, in an AU Zombie Apocalypse, the idea that you like the most. Thank you for your attention and I hope you are well.

Contains: Pyramid Head, Danny, Jed Olson |Ghostface|, Suggestive Themes, Very Minor NSFW Mention, Nothing graphic at all.

I honestly wouldn't mind if your requests became a common activity, your prompts are amazing. Plus you just gave me the perfect excuse to do some more AU stuff! I never even thought about doing an apocalypse AU and I've never done one before so hopefully, this suffices. I had fun with it though.

Let’s say you meet Danny first. This man is completely fine with killing people alive, or dead. It won’t matter you get in his way? You’re dead.

You, however, well in Danny’s word “You’re just too pretty/handsome/wonderful to waste.” and that’s how you got stuck being dragged around by this man. Danny would thrive in the apocalypse. All the chaos is perfect for him, the only thing he would miss is being on the front page of the paper. He definitely carries some old copies around with him.

The first time you and Danny saw Pyramid Head the both of you almost died on the spot. For sure the both of you thought you were good as dead. No way for you to stab your way out of this one Danny.

“What’s that, zombies?” “no problem!” You taping on his shoulder before pointing in the distance “Um- Danny. Who’s that 7ft tall man with a sword-” Danny grabbing your hand already speeding away “I don’t feel like finding out, Movie star!”

I feel Pyramid Head would dislike Danny at first or try to kill him while swooping you up into his arms. Come here tiny human, let me save you from this impure man.

You would need to do some convincing on Danny’s part though and after listening to how he has cared for such a wonderful person he decides to spare him.

Danny will loath Pyramid Head at first constantly trying to fight the giant behemoth. Just imagine a hissing kitten trying to attack a giant dog who eventually gets tired and just pushes the kitten over.

Pyramid Head will simply follow the both of you around acting like a protective dog when zombies or raiders are around. Another thing that would discourage Danny is if Pyramid Head got to who/whatever was attempting to kill them leaving him no one to use to sate his own murderous needs.

If the both of you had a home-base of sorts or a set place to rest expect lots of cuddles from Danny on calmer nights, but nights filled with more violence expect some- let’s just say rough loving. Needless to say, you will not be walking the next day. Pyramid Head will be joining in also just not as much as Danny.

I feel Pyramid Head does not have a very high sex drive at all and at most, he’s a very body worship soft touches with a little bit of spice and a lot a bit of monster fucking. He gets off on giving you pleasure in any form.

Danny is very moody and once he settles more around Pyramid Head I could see him getting clingy with him if you weren’t around. Just like how Danny feels overly possessive of you over time it will also spread to Pyramid Head.

Honestly, I feel Pyramid Head will also grow fond of Danny given time.

It’s pretty much just gonna be you and your two overly possessive murderous lovers dominating the world.

Bonus points if you’re just as possessive and chaotic as they are.

You and your lovers had returned to your home base, quickly shedding the heavy and uncomfortable overclothes that, for you and Danny at least, had become a necessity for leaving your sanctuary to venture into the harsh environments. Sweet coated you, the underclothes you wore practically sticking to your skin. “Shower,” you stated turning to your lovers. Getting a nod in acknowledgment in response from Pyramid Head and a go-ahead wave from Danny, who was exhausted already collapsed on one of the seats spread around, you headed off into the bathroom.

The water was cold and tinted a coppery color but as it washed over your overheated, grime-covered skin, it felt like heaven. You audibly sighed when you stepped out feeling clean and refreshed. Wrapped in a towel you left the bathroom returning to your lovers to fetch some clean clothes.

Looking up you couldn’t help the smile that broke out on your face.

Danny and Pyramid Head were sitting together curled into one another. You stifled your laugh as you immediately went reaching for Danny’s overused camera. “Say cheese,” you whispered as the thing shuttered the flash accidentally going off. “If I wasn’t so comfortable you’d be on your ass right now.” You burst out laughing at that point. Danny was glaring up at you from where he laid his face smashed against Pyramid Head’s chest.

“Sure, we both know you couldn’t do shit.” you teased. Danny arched his eyebrow a small smile curling on his lips “Oh, yeah.”

You must have been closer to the duo than you had originally thought because the next thing you knew the towel around your waist was gone and you were pulled down suffocating in Danny’s chest. Calling out playfully you struggled against Danny, laughing as Pyramid Head’s deep chuckle rumbled his own laugh joining yours. “Mine,” Danny said squeezing you. “All mine.” He stated peppering your face in kisses.

“Say it,” Danny said chuckling Pyramid Head’s gaze burning into you. “Okay,” you were able to stifle your laughing enough to speak “I’m yours. Both of yours.”

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uchihaclansslutt · 3 years ago

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the end of the world ↠ jean kirstein

chapter one; a new world

"Y/N! Get in here!"

It's been eight months since the outbreak. You were still getting used to all of this, but luckily you still had your best friend, Avni and your nine-month-old kitten, Luna.

You had taken the adorable, grey Siberian kitten to your responsibility when she was two weeks old. It seems pretty bizarre, why had you been protecting the kitten with beautiful grey eyes to die for throughout an apocalypse? Isn't it just inconvenient?

It's reasonable really— your mom's Siberian cat had given birth to four kittens and Luna had claimed you the moment she was able to move around without depending on her mother or siblings. You loved Luna and swore to protect her no matter what happens, even in this chaos. Your cousins adopted the three kittens after thoroughly convincing you they'd love them more than life itself. You wondered how they were doing now as you ran with Luna in your arms.

"Hurry!" yelled Avni, holding the door leading to a house that seemed to be clear of walkers.

Her curly black hair swayed right below her shoulders and her bangs slightly covered her light brown eyes. Her brown skin had been covered with dirt and dried-up blood. Her tan flannel and cream tank top had been coated with the same; the only thing that looked like it was clean was her sterling steel necklace which had the Om symbol on it, representing her religion. She's Hindu.

You looked back, seeing about five walkers coming after you. You and Avni decided to call the dead "walkers" instead of zombies. It seemed right calling them walkers– besides, zombies were only supposed to be limited to video games or movies, not real life.

You finally get to the house Avni found. She shut the door close and you helped her move a sofa in front of it to prevent the dead from opening the door easily. You two then crashed to the ground, beside the couch. "You good?" Avni asks while passing you the remaining water she had.

"Yup." You said, out of breath. You took the water from her hands and drank a sip, then giving the rest to Luna. It was another long day and you guys barely had any supplies left, however, like stated, you were going to protect her no matter what and Avni agreed as well.

Some groups you came across said you guys were stupid, that Luna was just dead weight, slowing you guys down and taking up resources. They weren't necessarily wrong, but you didn't wanna lose Luna. One, because you genuinely love her and swore you'd protect her, two, you saw your mother get ripped apart, therefore Luna was the last memory you had of her before your whole neighbourhood got run over by dozens of zombies.

Avni got up after catching her breath, took an empty can and hit it with the reusable water bottle to make noise. You got up as soon as she did this and took your knife out of your pocket. You two heard footsteps and growling coming your way, so you looked at each other, nodded and waited for the walker to come to you.

There it was. Two of them. You took your knife out and aimed for its head. A success. You stabbed it and used it as a shield against the other zombie and once it got close enough, you took the knife out of the first walker's head and jammed it into the other. They both fell down. You grabbed one by the legs while Avni grabbed the other, you two moved them near the door so they wouldn't be laying around in the middle of the living room.

"I'm so fucking tired Y/N. I hate it here," Avni sighed while sitting down next to you. She leaned her head onto your shoulder and you put your head on top of her's. You were exhausted as well, it's been months and you still had to get used to this catastrophe.

You picked Luna up and placed her on Avni's lap. "I'm gonna check the kitchen to see if there's anything for us to eat, 'kay? Keep an eye on her."

You weren't worried about leaving Luna with Avni, you two shared an apartment a year before the outbreak occurred, plus, had known each other ever since middle school. She'd been by your side as long as you remembered, whether you fought with your family or siblings, had a messy breakup or if anyone was ever rude to you, she'd be the first to step up. Even when you two came across the other groups, she would defend you and let them know that Luna is a part of you two and that they should shut up before she 'kicks their ass' despite them being much bigger than her. You shared a laugh with yourself while entering the kitchen.

It was what anyone would expect from a normal middle-class kitchen. The floor should've been white tiles but they were covered with old blood and dust. It was a mess but you managed to find cupboards full of food and dishes.

You started taking all the canned items out and placing them in your bag along with any drinks you saw. You glanced at the fridge to see whether you could get water from it and you hit the jackpot. You quickly took your reusable water bottles out and filled them up with the fridge water, this is the best it's been in weeks.

You sit down with Avni again after emptying out the kitchen and start showing her everything you found. "This is the most we've gotten in so long. Never been a fan of God but damn! He really helped out here," you said, earning a chuckle from her. She leaned on your shoulder again while petting Luna to sleep in her lap, "I'm starting to think it's just luck now."

You turned your head to Avni, "What do you mean? Haven't you always been religious?" You ask, genuinely concerned. "Hm? Yeah but the faith is starting to fade away you know? We've been through hell. This isn't a part of God's plan," she said while air quoting, "I refuse to believe that. It's fucking bullshit."

Another restless night passed by. Avni was on watch for the majority of the night as she let you and Luna sleep. She said the walkers ended up giving up as they heard a vehicle passing by and went after that instead, however, there were still some scratching the windows, so you two had to get rid of them on your way out.

You looked out another window without being noticed, looking around the area. There were a few more cars in other driveways so you let Avni know you'd be able to hotwire one after getting rid of the walkers surrounding your temporary place. Although you two hit the jackpot with supplies and food the previous evening, they won't last forever, especially having Luna with you two.

You two roamed around the house to see if there was anything left before you got on the road again. You made it upstairs and Avni crashed onto the master bedroom's bed while you looked for supplies in the bathroom and closet. "This place is safe, can't we just stay here for another night before heading out?" she asked.

You sighed, "I'd love to, but look out the windows." You looked through the bathroom cabinets and found two first aid kits. You also looked at the hamper in the corner of the bathroom to see if there were clean clothes the two of you could change into. "There's a lot of them, this place is probably gonna get overrun soon. But hey, Avni, come here. You should change into something else, you're a mess. I think this would fit you."

You gave into Avni's request. The both of you compromised and came to an agreement that you would leave this neighbourhood after a few more hours. Your intuition was telling you there was only a little time left until this place got overrun.

Throughout your life, you noticed that every gut feeling you had ended up being true. You thought this was a double-edged sword though.

Before the apocalypse, you had a gut feeling Avni's boyfriend was cheating on her. There was no reasoning behind it at all, neither did you talk to the man. One evening, after your classes ended, Avni told you that he was acting strange so you two followed him to see where he was going. While sitting in the car, you two saw him making out with another girl. Instead of confronting him, Avni just blocked him on every social media platform and transferred to another university, completely ghosting him.

It was great your intuition saved Avni from a horrible and toxic relationship, however, she was still destroyed after that. It was hard to get Avni back on her feet after that, you witnessed multiple breakdowns and couldn't be there for her a lot of the time because she was on a whole other campus.

Along with the apocalypse itself, you had a strong feeling the Covid vaccines were just a mask and the government was hiding more beneath the chaos of a global pandemic. You shared this with Avni when the World Health Organization had first announced the vaccines. You thought it was just extremely rushed and that there was no way they'd have a potential cure to a contagious virus so quickly.

You were right. The United Nations and other associations all around the world thought that mass population was becoming a problem and limited resources were being used up rapidly. The World Health Organization decided to introduce the vaccine, advertising that it would protect individuals from Covid-19 by making their immune systems stronger. They weren't necessarily lying, the vaccination did protect people from the virus.

However, once people started getting their second dose to be fully vaccinated, they were injected with another disease. A disease that would turn whoever's fully vaccinated into a zombie. The vaccine itself didn't kill anyone, the cause of death would be completely natural– whether it be old age, a car accident, illness, or however somebody died. They turned into walkers five-twelve hours after their time of death.

Once people started to find out about zombies, the United Nations had announced that they would have the situation under control soon. They tried but failed. The number of walkers got out of hand and everything went to shit. There were no longer laws, governments, leaders, and most survivors lost their moral compass as well.

It truly was a blessing and a curse.

The water in the house was clean, warm and still in use, so the two of you decided to get clean and change into a new pair of clothes. It's been a while since either of you had a nice, warm shower and Avni took her sweet time taking her shower, singing and all. You were glad she let you go first, otherwise, she would've taken all the hot water.

You decided to find something you can use for the long run. More clothes, blankets, water bottles, more snacks and weapons. Anything. You walked into another bedroom and saw a decaying body on a bed with its head split nearly in half. You pulled your t-shirt up to avoid the reeking smell and grabbed the machete from the former being's head.

On the way out of the bedroom, you came across a photo frame with the family that owned this house. You identified the body on the bed to be the smiling teenage boy in the picture. You felt horrible. Why did good things have to come to an end so quickly?

You turned back, placed the bedsheet over the boy's body and took a seat, your back against the bed. You covered your face and ran your hands through your hair. You needed a break after three months of constant running but it wasn't possible anymore.

This was the closest you got to a break. At the moment, you thought about considering Avni's idea of staying here for a few nights– you'd be able to sleep peacefully for some nights, take showers and have clean clothes around you. When the time came, you and Avni would be able to protect yourselves anyway, right?

"Y/N! Bro, I can't do this!" Avni yelled while facing a new issue. You ran into the bathroom wondering how the fuck you missed a walker upstairs. You paused. Avni was sitting down near the tub with Luna splashing her with water. You leaned against the door sighing. "She won't cooperate, help a bitch out."

"Avni you dumbass!" You exclaimed while nudging her.

"Ow-"

"You fucking scared me! I thought something happened to you," you continued scolding.

Avni looked at you raising an eyebrow and it seemed as if she was going to say something. You read her mind, "I know, I know. I just thought we missed something by accident."

She continued washing the cat, "I thought we'd wash her before we leave this place. Y'know, to avoid her fur from getting matted and uncomfy, but, look who's being difficult! Bad kitty." Avni made a face at Luna while she was looking up at her. There wasn't a single thought behind those eyes.

You laughed and crouched down beside your best friend, taking the bucket from her hands. "Here, I'll do it. But take another look around the house. One more hour until we leave."

Time passed by quickly and it was time for the trio to leave the place. You placed Luna in your second bag, where she can breathe and still be safe from walkers. It was a light bag so it wasn't difficult to carry Luna around.

Avni found the bag in a truck while you two were searching for supplies on the highway, she thought it would be perfect as it was spacious, easy to carry and comfortable enough for Luna to be able to rest for the time being. Of course, she is getting older and bigger, so you'd have to find another bag for when she outgrows it, but there was no need to worry about that yet.

Avni looked out the window to check if you two had an opening to run to a car and hope there will be keys in there– if not you would have to hotwire the vehicle, which isn't in your favour as it's time-consuming.

You looked at her as she was trying to find an escape, and by the look of her face, it looked like she regret staying longer. You had faith in Avni, she always found an opening for you two regardless of how bad the situation was. It sounds odd, but you could've sworn she calculated everything; speed, distance, walkers and circumstances.

Avni covered the window with the curtains again and started pacing around the room. She faced a wall, skipped a bit, then slapped her face with both hands. "Avni!" You whisper-yelled, "Calm down! This can't be that bad."

You got up after getting Luna comfortable in her bag to check the same window she was looking through. You saw a few dozen mindless creatures roaming the streets of the neighbourhood. There were a lot of them, however, it wasn't near overrun just yet.

You took your time analyzing the given situation you were put in. Was this it? Were you two going to be trapped in this house while this neighbourhood got flooded with walkers? This can't be it. You guys went through hell when it first started, this shouldn't be an issue for you two. So many intrusive thoughts shot through your head, you almost forgot what you were doing for a moment.

Avni snapped you out of it by grabbing your right shoulder. "Focus. I got it, but it's kinda fucking nasty." You knew it. She was the single ray of hope you had throughout this whole thing. As strong as you are now, you would've never made it without Avni. She was right next to you through it all. "We need to cut that walker open."

"What?-" You were about to argue before she cut you off.

"Listen. There's too many of them out there and with the weight we're carrying right now, we won't fucking make it. We're going to cut that walker open, use a bedsheet and cover it with the organs. It's fucking disgusting, I know but it's our best shot right now. Got it?"

You stared at her, wondering how she's going to follow through with this plan herself. She always had the habit of getting grossed out over these things, besides, religion was also a factor.

Avni took her knife and hoped it cut through the walker without any problems. She held the knife above her head and stabbed its chest with all her power. With some blood splattering on her clothes, she rolled her eyes in disgust and dragged her knife down the dead, opening it up. "So much for getting all cleaned up. Y/N, get me two bedsheets. Now. I don't wanna do this for longer than I have to."

You rushed to find large bedsheets to spare your best friend some sanity because truth be told, just by watching her slice the former being open, you felt nauseated.

When you came back downstairs with two bedsheets, Avni was in the middle of cutting the second walker you killed that evening. She looked like she was going to throw up so you offered to do it for her. Every inch you sliced through using your strength, you felt your humanity leave you and it made you feel sick to your core. You never had to cut up a corpse ever since this madness commenced. Not once in three months- forget that, not once in your entire life, besides that one frog in grade ten science, but that's it.

While you were cutting open the walker, Avni was cutting one hole in the middle of each bedsheet. "Y/N, look here for a second. This is where your head goes through," she said while pointing at the hole. "You're gonna wear it like a poncho. After that, I'll smear the insides onto yours and you'll do the same to mine."

She glanced at you and saw the disgust written all over your face. "I know, I hate this too, but it should work. The dead will think we're one of them and won't come at us. Meanwhile, we'll be able to find a car and get the fuck out of here. I'll keep an eye on you, just trust me."

You were in on Avni's plan, even though the idea of having guts over your body made you want to throw up. If you wanted to do this on a daily, you would've studied to become a surgeon, not a psychiatrist.

She took the knife from you again to finish up and then grabbed a handful of what seemed to be organs and coated the bedsheet with it. "Ew." You two gagged at the same time.

"Turn around for me," she said, continuing to complain and cover the backside with blood and guts as well. She then pulled out a long organ and scrunched her face, "Well, do you want a necklace?"

You looked at her with your eyes wide open, "Are those fucking intestines?" You asked, trying not to vomit at the sight of your best friend holding the longest intestine ever. Plus, she was joking around about the situation. "Are you done?" You asked, receiving a nod.

You started to smear the insides on Avni. You hated every second of this. You wished you found gloves before she came up with this brilliant plan of hers so you'd at least have some sort of protection, but it all happened so fast and you three needed to get out of here immediately.

You decided to pull the same shit as she did and wrapped the intestine around her neck. Instead of getting the reaction you wished for, she just thanked you, which resulted in your jaw hitting the floor. "What the fuck."

Avni put Luna's carrier on, having the pouch face her. She insisted on holding on to Luna so then you wouldn't have to hold onto her in the midst of this commotion. You were ready to open the door. You two stood on each side so that any walker that comes inside the house, won't come at either of you. You counted down.

3, 2, 1.

You opened the door as slowly and quietly as you could, hoping to remain unnoticed. One walker walked through the door the very moment you two opened it. After it started making its way to the kitchen, you left the house and Avni followed you. You each held a weapon in your hands—you kept the knife and Avni held the machete you found because she was on watch.

While walking through the walkers, you felt fear down your spine. Were you two going to be alright? What if Luna makes a noise? If the scent wears off, you're done for. These thoughts consumed you as you walked towards the vehicle you planned on taking on the road. Avni placed her left hand on your back while holding the machete in her right. It was as if she could read your mind, she was always there to snap you out of it.

You two were so close to the car when a walker limped towards you. It seemed to have been a woman, the hair was long but fragile at its touch, you could see the outline of her skull as she walked towards you with her head tilted. She stopped right in front of you and you stopped as well.

The walker looked you up and down and growled. You thought this was it; this was the walker that was going to tear your skin out and eat your brains. Just then, it pushed past you and did the same to Avni and continued walking away.

You let out the breath you didn't know you were holding onto and made it to the vehicle. Just as you opened the door, the car alarm went off, alerting the dozens of zombies around you. "Oh shit. This is bad."

Walkers started walking towards the car from all different directions. "Y/N, start the fucking car! I got this!" Avni said while taking off the bag Luna was in and giving it to you. You quickly placed the bag in the back seat, locked the door and started looking for a key. But of course, the key was nowhere to be found.

You took a look at Avni fighting off walkers, jamming the machete into their heads and kicking them away. You found the wires needed to start the car right underneath the steering wheel and got to work right away.

"Come here fucker!" You heard Avni yell while you were trying to see which wires were needed to start the engine. Just as you saw one getting closer to your door, Avni handled it by hitting the machete at the back of its head. She smiled at you, reassuring you that you have nothing to worry about and she's got your back. "Over here!"

The engine started to roar. You did it. "Avni, get in!" you shouted over the car and growls. Avni proceeded to open the door of the backseat. She didn't realize there was a walker right behind her until a foreign gunshot made both of you turn. She quickly closed the door and you put your foot on the pedal. You doubted the car was going to get that far once you saw how much fuel was left.

Just as you drove out of the neighbourhood, you saw another car in front of you. It was a black Jeep Wrangler. The person driving rolled their window down and gestured you follow them, so you did. Besides, this person just saved Avni's life, you had to thank them.

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lostbetweenvampiresandmusic · 4 years ago

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Hii

Could you possibly write me an one-shot where the reader has an anxiety attack because of quarantine (online school and stuff) and they(the lost boys) help her through it and help her fall asleep and stay with her, Then finish the schoolwork for her?

I hope you like it! (I'm sorry for not fully writing it as ah anxiety attack, it's just that I don't have as much time as before to research things, but I did want to get this one out, so I hope this is okay still)💜

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You felt like slamming your head through your computer screen. It would be easier than to listen to yet another lecture from a teacher who still had to figure out what the Internet was. The lessons were slow, gave you hardly any information but took up so much time and energy - that in the end, you just didn't have any left to study at all.

You groaned, trying to focus. You didn't mind the online classes - it was safer after all, and it was easier to turn your camera off and do something else. But, at the same time, you were slowly getting sick of being stuck inside. How long had it been? The last time you were on the boardwalk must have been in June?

You tried to not let it bother you. In time the pandemic would be over, and you could go back to living the way you were used to. But, in all honesty - it was scary. Not knowing what to do, knowing that the risk was very real, and that some people refused to believe there even was a virus. The almost completely empty streets, the constant warnings on the television... It was as if you were living in your own apocalypse - and in all honesty, you were...

The only thing that truly brightened your day were your boys. The second it was dark they came over, often bringing home made food. Dwayne had insisted on doing your groceries, since he wouldn't get sick. Paul always asked if you needed anything, whether that be school materials, snacks, a new lightbulb - he would get it for you. They wanted to help you, knowing they could keep you safe. They'd seen you every single day throughout the pandemic, they'd definitely seen you at both your highs and your lows.

Today was one of those lows. School was stressful with more and more deadlines piling up, with more unclarity every single second... Besides that, the realisation that you hadn't really been out since the beginning of this shitshow... It was hard, difficult, and the only thing you felt like doing was screaming and crying.

That's how the boys found that night, sitting at your desk, crying quietly. David was the first to reach you, his touch soft as his voice was filled with worry. "What's going on, kitten?"

"Everything..."

"C'mere," he pulled your chair back, pulling you towards him. He hugged you tightly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "We're here now."

"Thanks," you mumbled, wanting to return to your desk.

"What are you doing?" Marko asked.

"Continuing my essay?"

"I don't think so."

"But I've got a deadline tomorrow."

"So? You need a break. Take one."

Quietly you went to sit next to him, where he hugged you tightly. "Was school that bad?"

"If you take the online part, and the bad teaching part away it was pretty good."

"So, it was a waste of time?" Paul laid on the other side of you, his head on your lap. You nodded quietly, not knowing what else to say. It was.

"I just feel like I'm going crazy here..."

"You can always come to the cave?" Dwayne asked, walking in with some groceries. "We've got enough space, we can get some Internet connection down there..."

"But I don't want to impose."

"You're our mate!" Marko exclaimed. "you won't ever impose!"

"Can I think about it?"

David nodded, sighing softly. "You look like you could use some sleep."

"Sleep? I - well, I guess."

You laid down on the bed, surrounded by your four boys holding you, cuddling you. It was safe, nice, warm - as it should be. As you slowly drifted of to sleep, you didn't notice one of them slipping away to finished your essay. Nor did you notice that as morning came around they had to leave.

It was only when you were awoken by your alarm clock that you noticed the difference. Your finished essay laid on the desk. You smiked, quietly thanking your boys for making the pandemic all just a little more bareable

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sophi-s · 4 years ago

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Cost of Kindness

Chapter III: Between joy and sorrow

By: sophi-s

Fandom: Darksiders video games

Words: 7,405

Characters: Raphael, Darksiders OC

Warnings: None

Summary:

After a crazy adventure outside of Haven, Nicola finally is in shape to try and find her way back. As sad as she is about it, she bids her farewells to her new angel friend. However, it seems Raphael isn't quite ready to say goodbye just yet. And so the fearful human finds herself in the company of an archangel stuck to her like glue.

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Until the sun peered shyly from behind the horizon to announce the arrival of another dawn, Nicola slept like a log. Literally. She hadn't stirred throughout the whole time of her dreamless, magically induced sleep. Were it not for her steady breathing, because as pale and motionless as she was, some might have thought her dead, not sleeping. After long hours, she finally opened her eyes as the remnants of the arcane haze fell and left her mind unshackled. The fog receded from her sight and she was fully expecting the ceiling of the room she occupied in Haven to greet her. Only to be met with disappointment when the dark interior of an underground tunnel filled her vision instead.

For a couple of seconds she was absolutely stunned, unsure where she was or why. The shock of waking up in a strange place had her frozen while her brain was trying to process what in the actual Hell was happening like when she awoke after her first night spent in the Maker Tree. Slowly, the memories of the recent events creeped back into her head. Raphael. Kitten. Demons. My leg… Right… She did feel much better than before but still a little woozy, possibly because half of her brain wasn't fully awake just yet. Massaging her eyelids to rub away the vestiges of sleep, Nicola sat up and scrutinized her surroundings blinking groggily. The same, damp sewer, the same cold darkness. Yawn, which followed, was so wide one might think Nicola intended to swallow everything in this "room".

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the aforementioned angel sitting a couple of feet away, supporting his head on his hand, elbow on his knee while a small cat slept in the rumpled fabric of his green waistcoat. His hood concealed his features as his wings rested against his back and shoulders which steadily moved up and down in the rhythm of a calm breathing. For a moment it might have seemed Raphael was dozing as well but at the quietest move Nicola made, his wary eyes open to look at her without any traces of sleep in them, glimmering like two bright stars from the shadow the hood was casting over his face. It was so abrupt that it made her jump a little.

"Oh! H- hi! Good morning. If it is morning, I mean.."

At her greeting, the cat perked its head up with a "mrowf" noise and shot her a dirty look for daring to interrupt its rest before yawning almost as widely as she did. Raphael answered her with a nod and a small, affirmative sound in the back of his throat but otherwise remained quiet, content with watching her in silence when Nicola leaned down to inspect her thigh and determine whether or not she was in shape for walking anywhere. And to her not unpleasant surprise, the wound was almost fully healed and moving her leg wasn't painful anymore. She did feel the recently present damage to her muscle but she wouldn't call it "pain". More like strain. And that was in like seventy percent of her body from the previous day, even if not as intense as she expected it to be. She really did over exert herself quite a bit. Still, with all certainty she could say Raphael did an unbelievably good job. If only human doctors were in possession of even a teeny tiny part of the healing abilities he had, the world would've been a much safer place.

Though, she couldn't really decide whether the fact that her leg seemed to be perfectly fine was a good thing or not. On the one hand it would mean that nothing hindered her any longer. If the sun is really up then she should wait no longer and set out to make sure the nightfall doesn't catch her again and look for a way back home. Home… In spite of herself she smiled sadly. How quickly she started to refer to Haven as her second home. Her own was irreversibly lost after all.. Reduced to nothing but a grim rubble with all her childhood memories buried underneath. Nicholas died so that she may get out of there alive. He would love it in Haven if he had a chance to see it… In this last safe sanctum for her kind, other survivors, makers.. They were her new family. She could only imagine how they're feeling right now. She should've been back ages ago. She has to return as quickly as possible. The idea of asking Vulgrim for help wasn't completely off the table. She could probably promise him something in return for taking her to the Tree and give it to him later. Nicola can be pretty convincing if she has to but she wouldn't put that past Vulgrim to deny her still. She'd have to play it smart should she fail to find the way back herself. He doesn't trade in favors in exchange for promises after all. No matter. One way or another, she will get back to Haven. That, or she can say goodbye to her wretched life.

But on the other hand… Glancing up at Raphael, who was half-busying himself with petting the very content cat and half-watching her, she realised with a twinge that she'll have to leave him. In those few short hours he'd done so much for her.. so many things she was grateful for… And on top of that, with how sad and lonely he was, Nicola couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor man. She'd never met an angel before and hadn't come to know one well but those she'd seen when this nightmare started didn't make a good impression on her. Raphael was so much different from his kin. She still wasn't sure why he decided to help her even though he didn't have to. And that made her feel empathetic towards him, especially every time he gave her this suffering look which told her a long story of pain and misery. Nicola may have known him for barely a couple hours, if not less, but somehow the thought of leaving him here possibly never to see him again was making her heart sink. Because of the apocalypse, she was running really low on friends and so no one could blame her for wanting to keep every single one she had left or recently made. And honestly, after the angel saved her life and treated her wounds she would lie if she said he wasn't on the right path into the alarmingly small circle of people she held dear to her. Such experiences have a way of bringing people closer to one another, despite the differences they may possess. And besides, what would leaving him here be if not cruelty?

"You seem… troubled."

Raphael stated, making Nicola look at him again. Even after only a few hours spent with her, he sensed her current mood without a mistake. He was pretty insightful. Not that Nicola was trying overly hard to hide it but still. Maybe that's just something the angels do. She sighed in response. I really am.. She thought. It wasn't as though she didn't have a lot to be grim about but this particular thought at the forefront of her brain bothered her the most at this given moment. She didn't want to go just like that but she knew she had to. If only to make sure other guys are alright. But honestly she doubted that Ulthane would ever let her out of his sight again after the stunt she pulled, no matter what she tells him afterwards. In turn, this might be the last time she sees the kind and selfless, not all there angel. Whether she likes it or not, it was time to bid farewell.

"I… I wanted to thank you again for what you did for me."

She started as she stood up - still a bit wobbly from all the crazy stuff that happened so recently - looking around in search of her backpack and shotgun. Both were resting under a wall not far from where she was laid down before, right next to the place where the mummified Goreclaw used to be. Raphael must've moved it further down the sewer where the rest of the corpses were when she was sleeping. Sooner or later it would start attracting pesky flies and other nasty vermin if not things far worse, not to mention the smell of decomposing meat. A little reluctantly, she flung the backpack over her shoulder and picked up her gun before turning to face Raphael. An increasingly unsettled Raphael who seemed to have taken the hint what she intended to do.

"Really, thanks. It's been very nice to meet you. But I have to go now."

"Go? Where to?"

The barely audible note of fear in his voice and the look he gave her made Nicola feel even worse for having to part ways with him.

"I'm going.. home."

Nicola to some extent knew how to read certain people but the blank stare of the angel before her was giving her a really hard time.

"Look, I can't stay here and I'm sorry but I have to go.."

She said hesitantly and turned towards the exit from the tunnel to leave for the surface, quietly wishing she didn't suck at saying her goodbyes. This was one of her greater weaknesses, right after small animals. Especially cats.

"Goodbye. And good luck! I hope we'll meet again.."

With that short farewell, Nicola turned away to walk off into the sewer and begin her search for Haven. But a firm grip on her shoulder stopped her from taking more steps and made her glance back in bewilderment. Somehow, Raphael shifted from a sitting position to standing and closed the distance between himself and Nicola in one beat without producing a single sound. Not going to lie, it was quite scary and Nicola couldn't help a startled squeak that escaped her. But even though he spooked her yet again, the distressed face he pulled made Nicola bite her lower lip. And the hesitant plea leaving his mouth made it even worse.

"Stay…"

"I- I can't! I really need to go!"

"Please…?"

Raphael quietly begged her. His flared and bristled wings were quivering anxiously and his face bore the most pitiful pleading look she'd ever seen. God, why do you have to make this so difficult? It was strange. He'd been doing fine without Nicola for who knows how long. Well… fine might not be the right word to use in this case but whatever. Though, now that she thinks about it, it makes sense that he wouldn't want to be left alone again. Especially because loneliness doesn't serve healthy people well and Raphael looked like someone who could use the help of a specialist. Still, Nicola found herself asking.

"Why do you want me to stay?"

Instead of answering, Raphael glanced down from her face, looking at the point on her chest, just below her collarbone. Nicola awkwardly cleared her throat to get his attention once she felt like his gaze was going right through her mortal shell and piercing into her very core.

"Uhh.. What exactly are you thinking about?"

Not bothered by it, Raphael squinted and lifted his forefinger, extending it to the place he was looking at. And seriously, for a second Nicola was considering batting his hand away since it could without a doubt be viewed as invasion of personal space when the pad of his finger connected with her chest where it ended and her neck began. And in this moment white flash passed through Nicola's eyes, followed by a deathly chill somewhere inside, tearing into her heart from within with icy claws like a vicious beast. As though someone had poured freezing cold water into her body. And amidst this coldness was a tiny wisp of warmth pressed against her ribcage, as if it was trying to get out. To get as close to Raphael as possible. She gasped in shock and fear and from the unexpected and not physical pain - so intense it made her feel sick - which wasn't really… her own. She felt it, experienced it but she knew it wasn't hers. Somehow Nicola knew that it belonged to someone else. And this someone was standing right in front of her.

Slowly but surely, it was starting to make sense. Why Raphael was constantly so shaky, so easily frightened, so… wrong. It all lasted barely a fraction of a second before both she and Raphael abruptly backed away with astonishment painted across their faces. Neither of them was entirely sure what on God's green earth just happened or why it happened. Whatever it was, neither of them would say it felt pleasant. Nicola was fairing better than the angel however. While she was only mildly frightened and befuddled, he immediately retreated into the corner and curled up on the floor, wrapping himself up in a feathery cocoon of his wings, trembling like a leaf on a gale.

"Raphael..?"

She huffed trying to steady her own breathing as she cautiously approached him just when he started to mutter obscene nonsense again. This time Nicola couldn't even determine what exactly he was saying. He spoke way too quickly and he was only able to pick up single words like "torment", "soul" or "help". This odd sensation, this pain she felt was undoubtedly in him. All. The time. Every day of his existence. It became clear. Nicola could imagine that even she would sooner or later go absolutely mad if the suffering he's experiencing without a moment of rest was hers. It was nothing short of a miracle that he retained at least some small semblance of who he used to be. Ever since she came to him, he did start to make more sense than before, possibly because she could at least partially distract him from this pain. But if he needed distraction, why would he leave his White City behind? Angels may have been mean to her race but surely they would help out their brother in need, right?

All questions Nicola had most likely could be answered by a story of his past which he wasn't ready to reveal just yet. Perhaps, if she's careful enough, one day he will open up and tell her about it. But until then, she remained in darkness of uncertainty. Still, she couldn't help but wonder.. Carefully, she crouched and laid her hand on Raphael's shaking shoulder, making his head snap up with a fearful look to his round, empty glowing eyes.

"Who… who did this to you?"

The angel opened his mouth as if to answer her but no words came out. Only a soft huff. Tears welled up in Nicola's eyes when his face scrunched up in something between anguish and misery. And that was enough for her to snap. In spite of herself, Nicola reached around the angel's neck and pulled him into a tight hug burying her face into the side of his green hood which despite the stench surrounding everything here still held a barely noticeable scent of something that brought to mind clean cotton with a tint of vanilla. His entire body went rigid as she did but only for a moment. Merely seconds later, he relaxed, his breathing evened out and he moved his own arms around her back to return the embrace that brought a tiny bit of comfort that could at least partially fill the emptiness he felt within for so long he couldn't even remember how it is to not feel it.

"Don't leave me alone…"

He breathed against her ear, clinging to her desperately as if letting go of her would mean his inevitable end. Up this close, Nicola could feel his heart - much bigger and more powerful than her human one - hammering uneasily against his ribcage. Similar, but completely different. And for some reason, her own heart suddenly skipped and beat once alongside his in the exact same rhythm before everything returned to normal. Or maybe she was just imagining things? Possibly…

This warm and tight embrace, even though it was meant to comfort him, still gave Nicola an odd feeling of safety. All of the sudden Raphael seemed to her not like a stranger she met by chance not even a day ago but like a good, old friend she knew she can trust no matter what. The decision of leaving Raphael behind was difficult enough before but now… her heart fell to pieces. It was next to impossible. She couldn't just leave him like this. He doesn't deserve to be abandoned again. No one does.

What do I do? Nicola knew she could neither stay with him, nor can she return to Haven without risking that her conscience would make her feel shitty for the rest of her goddamned days and that a thought that she doomed some poor soul to descend into utter insanity would make her share his fate. But there has to be something she can do.. Anything.. Then, an epiphany struck her.

"Wait.."

She said once Raphael let her go and she could look him in the eye as he gave her a questioning yet hopeful stare.

"You could come with me!"

"Come with you..?"

"Yeah! The Tree is much safer than here and there's a lot of useful stuff there. Also, it doesn't stink that much…"

Not only that. Other survivors, even as skeptical as they are towards angels, surely wouldn't mind Raphael poking around. Having a skilled healer on their side would certainly change their mind even if they weren't eager to let him stay. Ulthane, Elanya and Yarin can be persuaded if they don't agree at first. After all, if Raphael's presence will mean that "wee uns' " are even safer, then Nicola couldn't think of a reason why they shouldn't relent. Not to mention that Raphael can fly. It would make it a child's play to find the Tree. Back in Haven she could also get the poor angel patched up and cleaned up a bit, since he himself is in a rather sorry state. That's the least she could do for him in return. Only one thing was left to do, considering how uncertain Raphael looked. Convince him.

"What is this… Tree?"

"This is a safe place for us, humans, and it's… kinda our new home now."

Before, Nicola was absolutely certain Raphael's eyes couldn't turn bigger and rounder but he was very quick to prove her wrong. Not to lie, it was quite impressive. He blinked a couple of times as if to make sure he heard it right.

" 'Us' ? There is… more of you out there..?"

Nicola nods enthusiastically once she realises she's on the right path.

"Yeah! Ulthane made us a safe place to-"

"Ulthane?"

He interrupted with confusion on his face, making Nicola stop in mid sentence to look at him questioningly.

"Ulthane… the Black Hammer?"

"Yes, he's a-.. Wait… you know him?"

Humming thoughtfully, Raphael drummed his fingers against the cold floor. His answer didn't clarify much however.

"No.. Azrael does.."

"Who?"

An angel most likely. Probably one of Raphael's former acquaintances. Mentioning this "Azrael" seemed to have brought some memories back, very fond ones at that since for the first time today, a ghost of a smile passed across Raphael's face and an absent look in his eyes turned warmer and not so frightened anymore.

"Friend.."

Seriously, for a moment Nicola wanted to say that she's sorry because she just assumed that Raphael's friend could be dead but she bit her tongue before she could tell him that when she realised he actually used the present tense and not past. Which indicates that Azrael, whoever he is, is still out there somewhere. Instead, she wanted to tell him more about Haven but he once again interrupted her.

"The Balance is upset.. the Third Kingdom is vital to it… Humans. Humans live still? Not everything is lost then.."

Oh boy, here we go again. Unwittingly, Nicola pulled an annoyed face. For the umpteenth time, Raphael unintentionally made her feel like an uneducated imbecile. Why is the Universe even more complicated than we initially thought?

"Yes, he does the right thing.. They need a protector."

Nicola decided to patiently wait until Raphael is finished thinking out loud, even though she once again had no clue what he's saying. What Balance? Third Kingdom? The what?

"The Horsemen cannot do this alone… It is the duty of us all… to- to uphold the Balance."

The WHO??? Nicola could only imagine how stupid she looked with that dumb face she just made. What. The actual fuck. The Horsemen? As in… the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? They are real too? So it is a legit end of the world like the one in the Bible! How lovely! It's honestly a miracle that anyone has lived if that's the case. What else? Maybe it will suddenly turn out that snow is warm, sun is cold and skunks don't stink. Though with all the chaos going on around, Nicola would hardly be surprised if dogs suddenly started chirping and birds barking. She really just wished for the things to calm down already.. Returning to normal seemed to be off the table unfortunately but for God's sake, can the demons at least just go home or something? But… Now that she thinks about it… Could the mysterious warrior clad in crimson be one of the infamous Four? He didn't look like an angel, even though he bore quite a few similarities to Heaven's denizens, nor did he seem purely demonic in nature. And he was there when the Apocalypse began.. Curious. Especially because if it wasn't for his interference, Nicola would have probably been dead by now. All he did was stop for just a second to tear the bus door out once he saw her struggling to open it from the inside. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't, who knows? Eventually, Raphael glanced at her with a more certain look on his face.

"You don't stand a chance. Not against the Destroyer."

Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.. Nicola thought, still having the clear image of the flaming dragon standing barely fifteen feet away from where she was hiding in her head as if it happened yesterday. He was terrifying, no one is taking this away from him, but screw that! That's one gigantic motherfucker. Nicola was pretty sure she could comfortably live in a room that was the size of his goddamned head. If he tried to eat her, she'd probably get stuck between his teeth at best. And so far that's the last place she wanted to find herself in. She really didn't need help in figuring out that a bunch of humans still shitting their pants at the sight of a single Wicked could stand up to the bloody Destroyer. What are they, the legendary dragon-slaying knights or something? Not to be pessimistic or anything.. but Nicola wouldn't be surprised if that thing could kill her by so much as breathing in her direction. He does breathe fire after all. It goes without saying that he also has a huge horde of ugly assholes under his whim, jumping at the tiniest flick of his tail. So yeah. Chances for success in an open confrontation are pretty miniscule. Fortunately, what Raphael said next made her sigh with relief.

"You need all the help you can get… I will come. If this is your wish…"

Victory! Now that was the solid dose of serotonin Nicola had been missing for quite some time. Not only can she return home and assure her strange little family that she's alright but also she doesn't have to leave her newfound friend behind. Her conscience will stay clean, Raphael will be safe in Haven, maybe even recover to some extent, and the humans will have a powerful angel healer on their side. To her it was a win-win.

"You will?! That's awesome, thanks!"

Nicola was quick to gather her humble possessions and waited for Raphael to get up and take whatever he needed. But surprisingly, all he took was the kitten which he held against his chest since it wasn't really pleased about being manhandled but the angel simply ran his finger through the fur on its head to put it back to sleep again before depositing it to a small knapsack he had on his belt where it could rest safely. Apparently, he wasn't attached to anything he stored in his hideout over the time he spent here. Well, there weren't many useful things to take anyway. At least that's what Nicola thought before, because Raphael leaned over one of the bigger crates and reached for something apparently hidden behind it. And oh boy, the thing he pulled out… An ornate, gilded staff, as tall as Nicola is. The centerpiece was flanked by two slender serpents coiling around it in a beautiful, symmetrical way to the very top crowned by a pair of wings and a ring between them.

"Whoa…"

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hide her amazement. That was some sick looking staff. The design seemed to ring a bell but she couldn't quite tell where exactly. Unlike Raphael himself, the staff was well kept, clean and undamaged, even if a bit tarnished. Apparently in his solitude, the angel cared for it well and often. For this last piece of home he has, Nicola realised with a pang of sadness. Even in his fond expression she could see the attachment to this one small part of his past. Okay, maybe not that small… Once Raphael was ready and glanced at Nicola to confirm it, she nodded and walked off into the dark tunnel with the angel trailing after her like a duckling.

"Oh, and by the way…"

Considering what Nicola had seen before, she figured it would be best to warn Raphael about some of Haven's denizens. Well.. by some she specifically meant Vulgrim. Despite his queer way of being and shiftiness, Nicola still somewhat liked him. The demon merchant was hardly a good material for a friend but so far he proved only two things to her. That he can be cunning and annoying. And that he's unbelievably helpful. And in truth, Nicola couldn't help but grow a little fond of her exceptional neighbour. Especially because Vulgrim was the only demon so far that didn't try to kill her where she stood but instead engaged in a conversation. That might be because he's just scared of Ulthane but he seemed rather harmless. Hell, he even sometimes provided useful resources if Haven could afford a trade with him. In a way, he too was helping humans survive. But if he suddenly jumped out of that Serpent Hole of his… Nicola could already see Raphael blasting the demon into Oblivion without a second thought. And that was something she didn't want to happen. Better safe than sorry.

"There's this… guy sometimes swinging by to say hello to us.."

Even as she spoke, she didn't stop walking and the quiet tapping of the end of the staff against the floor told her that Raphael kept following. How do I explain to an angel that a demon means no harm?

"The name's Vulgrim. He's a little… Ugh, how do I put it?"

"A demon… Crafty fiend, far more powerful than he lets on. Yet, so… deceivingly docile.."

Nicola halts as though she's just come face first into an invisible barrier once she heard Raphael grumble distastefully to himself. Turning around, she gawked at him with non hidden shock. And while she expected anger or at least disgust, Raphael looked rather… resigned for the lack of a better term. And only ever so slightly annoyed.

"You know Vulgrim?"

That literally came out of nowhere. The description of Vulgrim Raphael just gave was so unbelievably accurate. Nicola already suspected that the demon is much more dangerous than he seems but simply refuses to put his power to use and do something constructive with it. And now she got a confirmation. From a very unlikely source but still. Raphael was quick to offer a clarification and answered her question with his own.

"Who doesn't?"

"Ah, that's fair.."

She chuckled. Vulgrim is that kind of a "person", who seems to know everyone and has been to pretty much everywhere. He offers his merchandise to every creature that can afford it and it shouldn't be that surprising that some people, even angels like Raphael know him, or at least know of him. She suspected the latter part in this case. This makes it much easier to explain to Raphael that he's a friend.

"He's cool though! He's helping us keep it together and doesn't really bother anyone in the Tree. Vulgrim is really helpful if he wants to."

To this, Raphael answered with a doubtfully raised eyebrow and a thoughtful hum. He didn't seem convinced but what he said fully satisfied Nicola.

"Hmmmm… so I was told.."

Before they even noticed, they were right below the well lid which was Nicola's original entrance to the sewer. And honestly? She was so glad that she decided to come down here. Otherwise, she wouldn't have met Raphael. Some part of her still dreads to wonder what would happen to him if she didn't find him. He was already at the brink of losing it but now it didn't seem as bad as before. In a way, Nicola saved him too, it seems. Before, he was barely registering what was happening around. Now he was more or less capable of a relatively normal conversation. Sure, he tended to talk to himself quite a lot but she supposed that the solitude and whatever nightmares he'd been through have taken their toll. Climbing up the ladder, Nicola pushed the lid out of the pavement and immediately the golden light of the new day spilled through it, banishing the darkness and ouch, it hurt her poor eyes.

Even though Nicola wasn't in utter blackness all the time thanks to the arcane wisp of light that followed Raphael everywhere whenever he needed it, the bright pillar of sunlight struck her like a physical force, leaving her mostly blind for a good ten seconds. Still, another breath of fresh air tasted like ambrosia to her. No stench of the sewer and rotting meat. Thank God.. It took only a few seconds afterwards for her sight to get used to the brightness but still she needed a moment to wipe the tears from her eyes. Before she exited the sewer however, a quiet hiss behind her made her stop.

Looking over her shoulder, she saw Raphael recoiling from the light with his eyes squeezed tightly shut and a grimace on his face, shielding himself from the radiance with his left wing. Right.. How long he'd spent down there, Nicola could only guess but she could understand how dizzy it might've made him and how much it burned his darkness-adjusted eyes. More than that, to him the sunlight probably felt like it does to a goddamn vampire.

"Raphael? You okay?"

The angel didn't answer her, simply kept still, slowly lowering his wing to look at the light flowing through the opened way out, blinking rapidly so that his eyes adjusted to it quicker. And once they did.. Without a word, he hesitantly reached out towards the bright sun rays and put his bandaged hand right through the border where the light and dark clashed with one another. And immediately, once the warm glow caressed his skin, his face brightened in mute fascination. The fact that he hadn't seen the daylight for way too long became ever so apparent to Nicola and made something twist inside of her sadly.

"The sun…"

Raphael breathed and let his mouth form a wide grin once he fully entered the illuminated area and turned his face up with his eyes closed to soak it in.

"Blessed Creator, I missed it.. oh how I missed it…"

It took less than a second for Nicola to decide that she's going to let him have that moment. They were in a rush, true, but she simply didn't have it in her to tell him to hurry. She didn't want to interrupt him because even with all the dust and grime on his emaciated face, for the first time since she'd met him, Raphael looked so unbelievably happy. Truly happy. Just because he could feel the warm light of the sun upon his skin. And with a full smile he underwent a sudden change. All fear left him, his features softened and Nicola would dare say that even as broken, mad and defeated, in this short moment he looked… beautiful. As an angel, which humans often imagined, should. Under all that dirt something was glistening from the surface of his skin under his eyes, on his cheeks and forehead, the sunlight painted warm streaks on his long, white hair that fluttered on the cool breeze from above. In spite of herself she smiled too. This look to him suited him far better than a sorrowful, troubled frown. She could already tell, she will be always trying her best to save this precious smile.

With a deep breath of fresh air, Raphael opened his eyes to look out at the clear sky in shades of delicate blue and… in a flash of gold accompanied by a quiet whizz disappeared. Nicola's jaw fell open. Her human mind will never stop getting surprised over the stuff like that. And even if it will, it's going to take a long time. Before she could even start wondering where the angel vanished to, a large silhouette blocked out the sun. Still a bit surprised, Nicola looked up right at Raphael's kind face and his outstretched hand as he offered her help in getting out of the stinking well. So he can teleport. Lucky bugger. To be frank, Nicola felt a small sting of jealousy. And while she expected him to simply let her hold onto him as she pulled herself out, he hoisted her up in one fluid motion and set her on the pavement beside him the moment she took his hand.

The odd angel kept surprising her. Despite his thin frame, he was quite strong. For human standards that is, she didn't know how his physical strength was viewed among his brethren. During the initial armageddon she caught glimpses of much more sturdy-looking angels after all. The memory actually made her wonder if Raphael knew that one angel she saw talking to the warrior in red. The one who got… brutally squashed by that gigantic fuck-off demon that nearly made her heart refuse to keep fighting out of pure horror before she booked it. At least she could only assume that he got squashed because as soon as she saw the hand shoot out from the pit of boiling magma below she averted her eyes not to look at it and all she remembered now was a female voice desperately crying out a name she couldn't quite recall right now.

I'll ask him another time. She thought as he was pulling her out into the outside world. Still, the caution he did it with… Sighing inwardly, Nicola realised that Raphael already has something in common with her other bizarre friends. He too handled her as though one uncareful move could harm her and treated her as though she was made of porcelain. For quite some time Ulthane was afraid to even touch any of them not to break something and there were very few people in Haven who could resist poking a little fun at the maker. Oh well. Looks like it's a privilege that last members of the human race get. Everything is either super gentle with you or is trying to ruthlessly murder you. Nothing in between so far. Only Vulgrim seemed to be mostly neutral towards them but that was one exception.

Outside of the sewer the day was unusually warm. The sun was shining down at the crumbling Earth from a clear sky, no clouds hindered its rays and the air movement was a bare minimum. Nicola didn't wait long before unzipping her vest. Cooking inside of it was the last thing she fancied right now. Judging by how high the sun already was, she'd say it was far past the morning hours. Actually, maybe even somewhere around midday. Looking down at her watch confirmed that she guessed it right since it showed the exact time of

11:56 A.M.

Now's the high time she started looking for a way back. She walked over to one of the tallest buildings nearby to search for a suitable vantage point - careful this time, not to get jumped by some asshole again - and glanced back to see if Raphael was still following her. And in agreement to what he'd accidentally shared with her back in his hideout, Nicola has taken a note that he's.. limping. He was leaning on his ornate staff heavily and his eyebrows were furrowing with each step he took but his eyes were quickly shifting between all directions of his surroundings, always on watch for a threat. Still, there was an ever-present weariness to his pace. To put it simply, Raphael looked tired and moved with difficulty, as though he was in constant pain. In a way, he was.. But somehow Nicola knew it wasn't really the same pain one feels when getting injured or ill. This was something… else.

Nicola decided maybe she will ask him about it later, once they're safe. Maybe. They had to find Haven before the sun sets after all. No time to waste. Though… she didn't really know how to approach the matter. Raphael had done so much for her already. Asking him for help and a lift made Nicola feel incredibly awkward. Especially because she wasn't quite sure if asking an angel to fly her somewhere was considered rude by his people. But it had to be done. Otherwise, they might not make it on time.

"Hey.. Raphael? I forgot to say that but… there's a little problem.."

"A problem..?"

Raphael cocked his head to the side as he looked down at the small human woman wringing her hands nervously. Why was she nervous? The archangel could no longer sense or even see fear in her, yet something was still wrong. For some reason she was feeling uncomfortable, whether it was his presence or something she was about to say.

Why should she ever trust you? Your kind destroyed her life!

And that was unfortunately the truth. Half of it at least. Demons too had their part in it. Raphael knew he holds no ill intentions towards her or her kin hiding from the Apocalypse in the Tree she kept talking about but something told him that Nicola is still afraid of him. She just doesn't know it yet.

"I'm not entirely sure where we need to go.. I got… a little lost..?"

Ah. So that's the problem. Honestly, Raphael was half-expecting something truly horrendous but if being lost is the only problem they have - for now that is - then there's nothing to worry about. The directions to the safe place are surely buried in her mind somewhere, accessible and possible to dig out. All she needed was a gentle nudge in the right direction. And if that doesn't work, Raphael can always try to search through her memories himself if she won't have a problem with that. Though, considering how fragile humans are, both physically and mentally, Raphael didn't want to risk irreparably damaging her mind that way. This was the last resort. Instead, he reached out to her and laid his hand on her shoulder, summoning his magic to take both of them to the top of the crumbling block of flats looming over them.

"Wh- whoa! Hoo.. lee!"

Nicola loudly exclaimed to make her astonishment apparent once they reappeared on the rooftop high above the destroyed city. Raphael could only imagine how odd teleportation must feel to a human who's absolutely devoid of any magical abilities and not used to it being used around them.

"Will this help?"

Shrugging off the surprise, the human walked up to the ledge, so close it made Raphael feel mildly uncomfortable, and looked out at her ruined home bathed in daylight. Squinting at the sun and shielding her eyes from its shine, Nicola looked around, murmuring under her breath

"Gimme a second.. The cathedral is there, the shopping mall there… So the Tree should be somewhere around-…"

She tapped her chin thoughtfully for a moment before she turned to her left and her face immediately brightened as she pointed into the distance.

"There! Look!"

Glancing towards the place Nicola was pointing out, Raphael could barely make out a massive shape between ruined buildings. It really did look like a grand tree. An enormous shadow standing tall above the ground. And Nicola was pretty much vibrating with ecstasy and shifting on her feet like a small child impatiently waiting for something amazing to happen and beaming.

"It's right there! We did it!"

She squealed like an excited child as well. But Raphael knew it might be too early for celebration. That was quite a long way… How she even got from there to here anyway, he may never find out. What's more important, if Nicola wanted to make it all the way back there, it might take her a whole day if not longer and each minute spent out in the open means that demons have a bigger chance of discovering her and putting an end to her existence. And that Raphael couldn't allow. Every human that survived counts. He could see why she asked him to come with her and he decided he won't fail her. He won't fail anyone ever again. The faster they leave, the better. Turning to the excited woman standing beside him, the archangel unfolded his arms and crouched.

"Hold on to me…"

Nicola's mood shifted instantly. Sometimes it was kind of disturbing how humans can turn from happy to sad, angry to calm, excited to apprehensive and vice versa in the matter of seconds. Her eyebrows wandered up as she eyed him cautiously.

"Huh? You want to-..."

In response, Raphael gave her the most reassuring smile he was capable of despite the coldness of his tattered soul feeling especially troublesome today after he unwittingly created some sort of a link with Nicola. Or maybe not as much with her, as with the bright, heavenly spark inside of her. By all means, the flash of blinding pain, as intense as the day he tore out the first fragment of his being and multiplied by the amount of times he repeated this, was not a pleasant experience. The memory still lingered at the back of his head but he tried anyway.

"Trust.."

He simply said, making Nicola swallow and smile nervously, half-heartedly joking

"O- okay. Just don't drop me, alright?"

“Of course..”

She uncertainly conceded and wrapped her arms around Raphael's neck for the second time this day, holding on so tightly that for a human it would surely be excruciating. No wonder. A human doesn't need to fall from a very high place to get themself killed or at least crippled for the rest of their life. But Raphael had no intention of letting her fall. Putting his free arm around her, holding her securely against his chest, the archangel unfolded his grand wings. The soft breeze rolling above the city immediately caught in his feathers, calling and beckoning him into the vast skies. It's been way too long since his last flight. Luckily, it's an ability that once learned is never forgotten.

Raphael shot up into the air just as Nicola tightened her grip even more, holding on no worse than a koala bear. Not wasting any more time, he swept over the human city turned into a dreary graveyard, heading towards the Maker Tree and gladly leaving the sewers behind in favor of the brighter future opening up before him for the first time in centuries.

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Listen, Raphael needs and deserves a hug, okay? For being a precious guy <3

Send over all the hugs for him 💓

EDIT: Gonna upload it on AO3 tomorrow

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