#It wasnt supposed to be so dirty but i got excited

[crazy-ache]

Elucien Week Ask - 8 and 15

8. What’s your favorite Elucien trope/AU?

For tropes, I love arranged marriage/marriage of convenience. I think this all started because I watched The Proposal with Ryan Reynolds and Sandra Bullock when I was young and I was like 👀👀 I remember I had the DVD and watched it over and over.

Anyways, here we are. I think it may have permanently re-wired my brain.

For AU- I'm gonna go with regency AUs. Elucien was built for it.

15. Tell an Elucien story using only emojis

🦊🚶🏽+ 🌸 🤷‍♀️ + 🔥🔮✨ = 🍆👄💦 ❤️‍🔥

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[moaninmoonen]

Had a strange and unsettling yet cool dream the other night...

It was late moring and I was in the process of renting a big broken down mansion for myself. I specifically remember it was for $1200 a month. The masion was completely destroyed. The walls were broken down, there was barely no furniture or anything really that made it liveable. It wasnt even properly secured. In the real world it most likely would have been demolished after purchase. But I remember sitting on a dirty old couch with the owners, a man and woman, when I explained I could work full time with my family company and I was more than happy to take on this project myself for $1200 a month. I specifically remember thinking to myself this is like Jesse Pinkman from Breaking Bad (because he lived in a big broken house with no furniture), but instead I said out loud that I simply like these aesthetics and "places like this." I figured since I lived alone anyway, I could plug away at renovations myself at my leisure. At least I had this super cool space all to myself. The realtors showed me a few working electrical plugs that I could run cords from to power my tools and a few basic electronics...

The 3 of us went to their RV outside to sign paperwork and to give them my first payment. The male was driving while me and the woman were sitting in the kitchen of the RV signing off papers when we looked out the window and suddenly realized this RV was holding up traffic. The male who was supposed to be driving was gone so the woman took over driving and I left the RV. I was running up the street back towards my broken mansion all the while lying to people in traffic along the way that the RV had broken down and that I helped fix it. I apologized for their inconvenience and raced back to my mansion...

It was now the afternoon and I invited a couple people over and I remember playing them music on my speaker system (the only thing I had in the house) as we chilled in what was supposed to be the living room. There was a broken fireplace, sunlight shining through the broken windows and reflecting off the bare wood and dust particles in the house. I specifically remember playing the song "America" by Motionless in White. Then a bunch of random Cannibal Corpse and Death...

As it begins to darken outside, my guests leave. Leaving me alone in the broken mansion for the first time. I'm excited to start filming and exploring but I figured I'd better do it quick because it was getting dark and the only light I had was a headlamp on my forehead...

First, I figured out how to lock the shitty make shift locks on the doors but there were still openings throughout the house. As evening rolled in I had my headlamp turned on and I began exploring the building. I began discovering people hiding throughout the house. Random homeless people started showing up and I had to scare them away. I even revealed I had a gun to scare them off. After one encounter in particular that seemed very sketchy and threatening, the people got back into their old van and drove down the back alley of the property towards the main street. I was still unfamiliar with the rest of the property and it was quite dark at this point so I climbed to the roof through a hole in the ceiling on a makeshift wooden ladder barely held together with nails. Once on the roof I watched the intruders drive off and I was curiously watching which direction the headlights of their vehicle would go because the back side of the large property was still unknown to me...

Once they were gone I realized it was pretty much pitch black at this point and, still, the only working light I had was my headlamp. I heard another noise. Coming from downstairs on the main floor. I slowly investigated expecting to see another homeless guy or someone potentially even more dangerous. I felt like I was being followed and it was becoming frightening when suddenly I turned around and shone my light on a innocent looking girl. Right away she said "I'm sorry I'm sorry" pleading to forgive her and that she was not a threat but simply had nowhere else to go. Still on edge myself, I explained to her this property is spoken for now and that she had to leave. I was trying to be friendly but at this point I was frustrated I didn't get to spend the evening exploring like I had hoped and instead spent the entire evening chasing away squatters and intruders. I assertively told her this property was now leased to me and that she had no right to be here. That's when she told me...

She said she had heard everything I was saying throughout the day and began telling me I had been scammed. She explained "fake realtors" will pose like they own the place and get rent money from people but that it was all bullshit and I should never give "these drifters any money." Apparently this was a common place for homeless people and drug adicts to camp out. I didn't believe her. She pulled an electrical breaker box out of the rubbish pile in the front to prove there was no main power and that the few working plugs were rigged with a generator far away as a decoy to pretend the place is legit. Sure enough, the few plugs were no longer working at this point. I drew my weapon and demanded she leave. She did...

I then layed down on the old couch and turned off my light. I just wanted to rest at this point, but I couldn't sleep. The moon light was shinning through the cracks and holes in the foundation, walls, and ceiling. I kept looking around and hearing noises. Completely paranoid at this point and did not know what to expect to happen next. In this very moment, I woke up...

[xiaosweetheart]

"cat got your tongue?"

character: xiao

genre: smut

prompt: muzzles

warnings: modern au; afab reader, it/its prns used once (mockingly), bratty reader; Mean Xiao; dirty talk, Mocking; cockwarming; (slight?) humiliation ??; name-calling (bitch, slut, doggy); biting; Spit; hairpulling; slapping; light petplay; a leetol bloodplay ?; lazyass ending + no proof reading bc i wanna be done w this

a/n: for @kamisathoes sweet n sour event !!! // this literally wasnt even supposed to be a petplay fic but. here we are ig // ty to my lovelies @artiepooh, @s0ggyy, and @regularxiaosimp for helping out w ideas i owe yall my life fr

"t-take it off," you whined, fists clenching and unclenching, nails digging into your palms. squirming around on xiao's lap, you let out a sharp squeal when he thrust up into you so hard that you lost your balance and fell against his chest.

currently, his back was propped up against the headboard with his right hand on your hip and the other holding firmly onto your upperarm. now while you were no stranger to riding xiao, your current predicament was certainly ......... different.

when xiao had shyly asked if he could try something new this time, you had agreed right away, even before hearing what it was he wanted to try — you were just excited that he had been the one to ask about trying something new and didn't want to decline in fear of him becoming reluctant about asking to experiment with anything else in the future (besides, it wasn't like you weren't open to trying out new things).

what you hadn't expected, however, was to end up cockwarming him with your hands tied tightly behind your back and a muzzle strapped to your face, preventing you from kissing xiao or littering his pretty porcelain skin with all sorts of purple n' red hickies and bruises.

"oh you don't really mean that, d'ya, doll?" xiao mocked, thrusting up into you again, chuckling lowly at how you couldn't even keep yourself upright.

"i– i, uh — well .........." you stammered, resting your forehead against his shoulder so you wouldn't have to meet his gaze.

"well what, hm?" you felt xiao's hand release your arm and move to press his palm flat against your sternum before giving it a harsh shove, pushing you up and off his chest.

gasping in response to the rough treatment, you felt your pussy flutter around him when xiao took your jaw in his grasp, forcing you to meet his piercing topaz eyes.

"well?" he was growing impatient, and you could feel the stinging of his nails digging into your flesh from the hand that lay on your hip.

"i — i do mean it!" you lied.

"oh? 's that why you're creamin' all over my cock?" xiao paused for a moment to thrust up into you again, snickering to himself at the pitiful mewl you let out. "'s that why you're getting all misty-eyed right now? hmm? poor thing, it can hardly stay upright without my help."

xiao's words made you keen and lip quiver as his lips ghosted over your neck and nipped at the sensitive skin, while the hand that was on your hip repositioned itself on your outer thigh, thumb rubbing slow circles against the tender flesh.

"but oh well," he conceded, a mischievous glint in his pretty amber eyes, unnoticed by you, reaching around your head to undo the buckle of the muzzle. it didn't take you very long at all to realize what he was about to do, and you jerked your head back and away from his hands on reflex.

"n–no!" you exclaimed, realizing too late that he had set you up.

"no?" xiao smirked, one hand moving back to rest on your thigh while the other one stroked up and down your side, fingers just barely brushing over your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"n–no, i mean — i didn't– that's not what i meant!" you wailed, face flushed with hot, salty tears of embarrassment dampening your lashes as you tried not to cry.

"fuck that's pathetic, even for you, sweetheart. you can't even lie about not liking the muzzle? i would say i'm disappointed in you, but i didn't have very high expectations to begin with."

whimpering at his words, xiao let out a breathy whine when he felt you clamp down around him. biting your lip at his reaction, you dropped your full weight onto him and squeezed your thighs against his hips as tight as you could, trying your hardest to stifle your own pathetic noises.

"and just what do you think you're doing?" he asked, giving you a pointed look (except his tone made it sound like nore of a demand).

"i d–dont know what you're talkin' about," you lied again, wiggling your arms around, trying to loosen your restraints. maybe it was time to brat a little — there wasn't a whole lot you could do, but you were too stubborn to just roll over and submit entirely (where's the fun in that, anyway?). you were tired of xiao pushing your around and using you as little more than his own personal cockwarmer!

"hey hey, knock that off. you're gonna hurt yourself," xiao scolded, pinching your thigh. out of spite, you only redoubled your efforts; arching your back and squirming about, anything your frazzled mind could think of to try and get free (something you'd be disappointed to actually achieve).

"did you not hear me the first fucking time?" burying a hand in your hair, xiao grabbed a fistful and yanked your head back. "i said," he paused to nip at your exposed throat, "stop that."

"i– i, ah! heard you the first time," you whined.

"so if you heard me the first time, then why the fuck are you still acting like such a stupid lil' brat? hm? if you're so desperate to get yourself hurt, then i'm more than happy to help." smack! your head flew to the side at the impact, and you let out a loud cry. pulling you forward by your neck, xiao only smirked at you as you looked at him with tear-stained cheeks and a flushed face.

lip trembling, you opened your mouth to say something, but paused for a moment instead, an idea coming to mind.

"'s the matter, sweetheart?" he mocked. "cat got your t—" xiao's words died in his throat as a look of shock and disbelief crossed over his face. bringing a hand up to his cheek, he pressed two fingers to his heated skin to swipe at the cool liquid that had landed there.

had you just fucking spit on him?

an uncomfortable, suffocating silence settled over the room. a moment passed. two.

smack!

"you ungrateful fucking slut," he growled. another smack! your cheeks stung as you barely choked back a sob, vision blurry and lashes dark with tears — you had really fucked up this time. "fine. you wanna act like a bitch? then i'll treat you like one. go ahead and bark for me, baby. c'mon, let's hear it."

letting your head fall forward, you tried to bury your face in the crook of his neck out of embarrassment, but xiao yanked your head back by your hair and held it firmly in place.

"awh, not so big and bad now, are ya, doggy? where'd that attitude of yours go? what happened to my brat from earlier, hm?"

"f-fuck off," you spat, eyes darting away, desperate to avoid his gaze.

"ah-ah, that doesn't sound like a bark to me," he chastised, biting down on the side of your neck, smirking against the flesh at the whimper you let out.

"i– i'm not— ah! i'm not f–fucking barki— aa–aah! xiao!" you cried as he bit down harder, fangs piercing your skin, blood beading at the surface before beginning to trickle down.

"maybe if you bark, i'll actually fuck you," he mumbled, running his tongue over the spot he bit and licking up the blood.

now that caught your attention. xiao had been using you as his little cockwarmer all night, and you just couldn't take it anymore! dignity be damned ..........

taking a breath to (try to) steele your nerves, you let out a pitiful little woof that had xiao pulling away from your neck and laughing in your face.

"jesus, fuck. don't tell me that's the best you can do?" he chortled, amber eyes glinting with mirth. "every time i think you can't get more pathetic, you go and prove me wrong."

xiao's words had your face burning in humiliation and pussy fluttering around him — drawing out a muffled groan from the aforementioned man as his hands settled back on your hips before giving them a squeeze.

"surely you can do better than that, can't you, puppy?" shaking your head no in response, embarrassed beyond all belief, xiao thrust up into sharply, making you keen and fall against his chest. "no? then i guess i won't fuck you then," he shrugged.

"woof!" the noise had left your throat before you had even registered it as a sound that you had made. "woof woof!" a series of pitchy, broken moans and whines followed almost immediately after that because xiao had begun fucking up into you, pace relentless and grip painfully tight on your hips.

"aa–aah! xiao! xiao! f–fuck! slow— ah! ah! slow down! pl–please!" you wailed, going limp against his chest.

"slow down? y–you were the one that — ah! the one that barked just so i would fuck you. dumb, desperate brats don't get to make requests."

you could feel xiao hitting your g-spot with every thrust as tears flowed freely down your pretty face, dampening his chest. the only support you had were his hands on your hips, as your body jolted with each thrust.

"nnhn 'm sorry! ple–ah! ple–ease! xiao!"

smack! it wouldn't be long before a handprint appeared on your ass as xiao ignored your cries, too preoccupied chasing after his own orgasm.

masterlist.

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Seeing you in a wedding dress for the first time

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff,Humor

Format: Scenario

Warnings: Tiny bit of NSFW,but nothing too accurate

Word count: 0.9K

A/n: dude i wrote this at 3 am and i was supposed to be sleeping/studying for my upcoming exam in the morning,but im just obsessed with this scenario

not proofread

here you go Oikawa stans! youre welcome ;)

Suna version

it was just a crazy idea.an idea that popped into your mind the minute you laid eyes on the gorgeous wedding dress in the showcase of the shop near your college.

"what would Tooru's reaction be when he sees me in this?" you thought to yourself while caressing the soft,fluffy material on its skirt.

so you rented the dress,just for one night-tonight.it didnt cost you a lot because the owner had seen you gasping and literally drooling while staring at the dress,more than once,which made her feel bad so she gave you a remarkable discount.

And now here you were,wearing red lipstick and eye make up on, your hair chignoned Elegantly which couldnt have been done without the help of your roommate,who was sitting in front of you on her bed, her eyes moving from her watch to your face every ten seconds.

"what time he said he'll get here?" "in a few minutes" you mumbled,while scrolling through your phone,wishing to come across something interesting. "well it has been half an hour since he told you that,and i cant see any sign of him here" "SO IMPATIENT! why do you even care anyway?" you giggled as you present her an innocent smile, already knowing the reason why she was acting like this;but you couldnt miss an opportunity to tease her,could you?

"EXCUSE ME? are you for real? dont tell me that you forgot about how you made me stay at my friend's house the other night you wore a dirty outfit!" "but its not a dirty outfit this time!" "yeah! its a wedding dress! thats even worse!" she whined dramatically,pouting as the memory of that night became lively in her mind.her friend's house was not nice-not at all like her good old dorm room,which she had to share with you,unfortunately.you weren't a bad roommate,you were just...just...

too carefree when it came to being with your boyfriend.

you two continued chatting-which was basically you listening to her nag about things that was bothering her,and you were definitely on top of her list-until you heard a slight knock on the door. "babe? you there?"

you smiled as you heard the familiar voice that belonged to your boyfriend,and got excited cause it was show time!

"your prince charming has finally arrived,idiot" your friend says while opening the door,facing the usual nice while mischevious look on Oikawa's face. "well,arent you a pea-" he was planning on teasing her a bit longer,but was speechless when his eyes met with yours.

"Awwww what happened?did the cat ate your tongue?" you gave him a cocky smile,gliding toward him as you gyrated to give him a better view.

"so,what do you think?" he remained silent,but the sparkle in his eyes did all the talking for him.there wasnt much left for him to say.

however,there were plenty of things he could do.

within a blink of an eye,he literaly threw you on the bed,came on top of you as he crashed his lips into yours,tasting them harshly like a starved man.youre friend could swear that she heard the bed crack at that moment,but there were more important things to care about.

"h-hey! do this shit when youre alone together!" it was clear that you both heard her words,but anyone could tell that none of em really mattered right now.Oikawa was head over heels in love with you already. you were one of the most important things in his life and he really wanted to spend his lifetime with you,but seeing you in that dress...

you looked like an angel.an angel he wanted all for himself so badly.

at first you just continued your little make out session to tease your friend for a bit,but now? you couldnt resist his touch.

not when he was this passionate.

his hands traveling through your body,caressing the delicate skin with his fingertips as he comtinued smooching.you could hear his heartbeat,racing like hell.why was he so impressed anyway? you didnt really see this coming,but he was obsessed with you.he wanted to wake up with the feeling of you clinging to the side of him.he wanted to go to sleep with you in his arms,placing small kisses on your sensitive neck while breathing the sweet scent of your shampoo that was left on your hair.he wanted to be the one who gets to comfort you when youre feeling down.he wanted to be the one who you share kids with.he loved you,so much more than you can even imagine.

you were both running out of breath,but were too stubborn to break the kiss.air was not that important anyway...

your hands gently found their way under his boxers as you felt his hardened lenghth rubbing againts your clothed cunt,peeking at the room with your right eye just to realise your friend was gone long ago,

and you were too all over each other to notice.

Bonus:

◆you did buy the dress in the end,cause your beloved Tooru ripped it apart

◆and you actually started thinking about starting a family with him,and he seemed to be on the same page as you but was looking for a great opportunity

◆he got the opportunity when he found you in your bed looking kinda sick,with a used baby check on the drawer a few days after "the incident" :D

Reblogs are super duper appreciated! ty for reading this and i hope you enjoyed it :)

[nikrangdan]

classmate!sunghoon

pairing: classmate!sunghoon x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy

description: you felt like park sunghoon was way, WAY out of your league... what happens when the teacher tells him to move seats and sit next to you?

*didnt proofread

————

becoming friends with park sunghoon was not something you expected to happen this year

throughout high school you had a small group of friends and never really stuck out

so when your teacher told sunghoon to move seats..

the seat happened to be the empty one next to..

guess who *cue the evil laugh*

YOU!!!!

your first thought was

‘this entire year is just gonna be him completely ignoring my existence or awkward interactions’

now you’ve heard of park sunghoon.... its basically a guarantee at your high school

he has this group of friends and theyre labelled as the popular kids i guess you could say

and the only reason he had to move seats in your two hour long class was because he and his friend jake goof off in class too often and your teacher deemed them “too distracting”

so eventually sunghoon was forced to move all the way across the classroom

right next to you

you were shocked to say the least

obviously he was handsome

too handsome to the point where you questioned how someone as good looking as him went to your school

he sighed and got up from his chair next to jake

but he still had a small smile remaining on his face indicating he wasnt that upset about him having to leave his friend

your heart began to beat quicker automatically as he walked towards your desk

even if you didnt have a crush on him like alot of people did, you still felt nervous around popular students like him for some reason

he ran his hand through his hair and sat down next to you, setting his bookbag on the floor next to him

he didnt look at you, nor acknowledge you

Awkward....

but nonetheless the lecture began again and the class sat in silence

taking notes on their laptops or sleeping

there were around 30 people in your class and your seat was in the middle row next to the window so you often gazed outside from the 2nd floor during class

you glanced to your right and noticed sunghoon slouched back in his seat, twirling around a pencil in his hand while his laptop remained open on his desk

it was just a white screen so he didnt take any notes

you were surpised because you knew he had fairly decent grades

you ignored your thoughts and continued taking your own notes

soon enough the bell rang and sunghoon stood up immediately and walked over to jake

‘yup’ you thought. ‘we are definitely not going to be having a single conversation this year.’

fast forward a couple days!!!!

you were sitting in class next to the boy

as normal

and you still have yet to talk to him.. mainly because you never initiated conversations ESPECIALLY when its a really really cute boy

anyways

ur teacher is like

Ok class im assigning a project and ur partner is the person sitting next to u

yay!!!!!! (can u sense the sarcasm)

welp

you sit in silence while everyone in the class starts discussing with their partners

the project is you have to make a presentation on a world issue of your choice

“um...” u start

sunghoon starts pulling out his laptop and binder

“what do you wanna do?”

he doesnt even look you

well!!!!!!

u didnt know sunghoon and his group of friends very well but u definitely thought they were more... friendly than this

its silent for like 5 seconds

“huh? oh sorry did you say something?”

“uh yeah.. i asked what you wanted to do for the project.”

“project?”

God u tried so hard not to laugh

you think he noticed because his cheeks turned a really light shade of pink

he looked so innocent

“yeah we have to make a presentation” you lightly chuckled

he was very amusing without even trying

“oh sorry haha.. i zone out easily”

“its okay.. but its due in less than 2 weeks so”

so you two spent the next hour choosing a topic and working on the project

it was kind of awkward for the first 10 minutes but then you warmed up to eachother

u were lucky that he was an extrovert too

(sunghoon is an extrovert for the sake of this story OK)

u were also lucky that he was smart

it was easy for you to talk to him.. he just felt comfortable

contrary to ur prior belief.. sunghoon was actually a really really cool guy

u used to think he was just a guy

now u think hes a really really cool guy

“can you please stop putting penguin clip art on the slides” you giggle

then he puts parrot clip art instead

“do your work!!!!” he was supposed to keep researching but he was trying to balance his pen on his nose

“shhh y/n... im doing something important.”

you roll your eyes

he was always doing something that was Not work

but you found it entertaining

and he’d make dumb little jokes that made you both hide your faces in your arms on top of the desk to hide your laughter

“hey y/n”

“what”

“what do you call an old snowman”

“i dunno.. snowgramps”

“no.. water”

you both made eye contact before bursting into laughter and then forcing yourselves to be quiet before u got in trouble

but that made everything funnier so you both were just covering your faces while trying so hard not to make a sound

this was so weird

u have never clicked with someone so fast before it honestly felt exciting

you were talking to sunghoon as if you’d been friends with him since birth

Very Very weird because you had only talked to him an hour ago and now u two are acting like besties ?!?!

jake noticed from across the room too

hes like ‘Why is sunghoon having fun without me🙄🙄’

the bell rings and so far you only have 2 slides

“we didnt get anything done” you note as you pack your bag

“yeah yeah i know. we can work on it more tomorrow”

“right.. see you tomorrow” you’re about to head out until jake walks up

“hey bro” he and sunghoon do some kind of made up handshake before he turns to look at you

now you know jake

everyone knows jake

you used to think he was the sweetest out of all their friend group

and he definitely lives up to that!!!

“hey y/n!” he gives u a smile

AWE hes so adorable

“hi” u reply

you were trying to speed up this conversation though so you could go eat lunch with your friend

“hows the project going?” he asks

“bad. sunghoon doesnt know how to do anything.” you deadpanned jokingly

sunghoon looks at you with an offended look that makes you wanna snort

“hey! you’re the one who doesn’t know how to add text to the slide!”

“what the hell sunghoon?! don’t tell him that, it’s embarrassing!” you give him a dirty look before walking out the classroom door with a smile on your face

days passed and you and sunghoon would only speak during that class but whenever you did it would be a mess

“sunghoon, y/n, quiet down! there is no reason for my classroom to be this loud!” your teacher scolds you two after sunghoon slapped his desk after you accidentally snorted

u two had such a weird relationship

u were almost strangers outside this one class but besties when u were in it

jake noticed too

one time he asked sunghoon during lunch why ur relationship was what it was

“i dont know.. thats just how we are” he answered

but jake kind of suspected sunghoon had a crush on u

*wiggles eyebrows*

it had only been a week but jake was determined to set u up together

“y/n you look cold, heres sunghoons jacket!”

“y/n sunghoon needs help with his homework, can you maybe do something about that..”

“sunghoon, y/n looks sad go give her a hug”

needless to say it worked!!!!

because a week after you presented your 2 weeks worth project

sunghoon asked u on a date

YUPPPPPP

let me recite how it went

u were walking out of class together because jake wasnt there that day

sunghoons bookbag was slung over one shoulder and u were stood next to him with both hands on ur straps

“hey.. do u wanna maybe go grab something to eat with me for dinner..? or something” he quickly asked

“what, like a date?” you joke

“uh.. yeah” he replied looking down at u

u stop in your tracks

WHA

No way

“wait what? seriously?” you look up at him with wide eyes

“yes u little munchkin” he pinches your cheeks exaggeratedly and pulls them to make your face sway everywhere

u swat them off so fast

“um.. okay” u answer and ur face heats up

you cant even look him in the eye

like u cant say u DIDNT see this coming but it was still a shock

“awe is y/n blushing” he teases

“go away stupid”

yeah he doesnt go away

ANYWAYS u are the cutest couple ever

everyone wants to be u two so bad!

couple goals literally

jake is so proud of himself honestly

whenever u get into a silly little argument his rebuttal is always

“remind me who got u the best boyfriend ever? thats right, me. dont try me y/n”

and ur like

“ooohhh jakey im so scareddd”

he cannot stand u

but Yeah sunghoon bestest bf ever

takes u on dates whenever u want to

makes u laugh very much

almost too much

and ur parents LOVE him

mhm sunghoon very awesome guy

[fckwritersblock]

Act 1: While We’re Young

Chapter 6

Erik Stevens x Black OC

( Unedited.)

I woke up with a killer headache and the sound of my alarm clock going off. I hit it repeatedly trying to get it to shut off to no avail. Frustrated I picked it up launching it across the room. Next was the alarm on my cell and I released a defeated groan. Sitting up, I took in my surrounding trying to remember how I got to my room last night. My makeup was removed, and I was in a large T-shirt with my hair in a bonnet. The only thing I forgot to do was remove my contacts. Slowly getting up, I left my bedroom and went straight to the bathroom. I raised an eyebrow when I saw a glass and aspirin set right next to my glasses.

There was no way I was THAT alert last night.

Frowning I took the packet and washed it down before starting the shower, I had to wash away last nights shame and hangover. 15 minutes later I stepped out wrapping a towel around my body. I didn't even feel slightly Recovered. Removing my contacts and  placing the frames over my eyes, I need coffee.

"Good Mornin'," a raspy baritone greeted me when I got to the kitchen.

"Morning," I mumbled putting on the pot.

"Lemme get a cup,"

I stopped turning around in horror, registering who it was.

"Erik?!"

"Yeah?" He sounded like 'duh'.

"Get out get out get out!" I squealed, holding my towel to me looking for something to throw.

"What about the coffee?"

Erik sounded confused, like he was suppose to be here or something."

"Negro what are you even doing here?!" I exclaimed. "Grab your shit and get out!"

"Damn girl that's how you show gratitude?" I could tell he wasn't getting upset now. "Yo ass don't even know what happened last night."

I froze. Oh fuckkkkk no.

"Tell me we didn't?"

"Naw girl, ion get down like that." He looked disgusted by the thought and I couldn't help but scoff.

"Oh yeah right, I bet. You're such a stand up guy right?" Sarcasm laced in every word as I held the door open for him.

Soon as he crossed the threshold I slammed the door,

"Really Lona that's how we gettin' down now." The anger in his voice was evident and I couldn't help but wonder if he still got that wrinkle in between his eyes like he use to.

"We taken advantage of drunk bitches now Erik.

He was silently for a minute but I knew he was still there.

"You know me better than that." He spoke from the other end. Did I really though?

There was a slight pain in my chest after he said that.

"I use to." I replied loud enough for him to hear before walking back into my room.

"How you feelin' sunshine?"

"I feel like death." I answered.

I laid my head down on the table in the cafeteria Tatiana and Jay were chillin at. I swear to god when you have a hangover it be the longest day ever.

"You don't look far from it either- ouch," Jay rubbed his arm where I hit him.

"I woke up with a massive headache, feelin' like I got by a truck-" I began my list of complaints.

"Probably happened when dude dropped you." Jay mentioned casually.

"-Erik was in my living room just chillin on my couch." I stopped and blinked, looking directly at Jay. "I'm sorry. What? Who dropped me, Erik?"

"Naw, not Erik. Ole dude in the bathroom."

Wait what?" I frowned looking at Tati. "What's he talking about. I was with you wasn't I? Where were you?"

"Ok boo, breathe aite," she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "No anxiety attacks today. Let me start from the beginning. Dumbass here don't know how to be gentle."

As she explained, i remember arriving, I remember chilling, playing beer pong, taking a few shots. I remember dancing, curving a couple of frat boys, and having a good time. Everything after that was fuzzy.

"So you was tore up girl, but hiding it well. You just said you wanted to throw up s you'd feel better. I'm the one who walked you to the bathroom, again, you didn't look that tore up but I guess when it all started to come up you got worse? I only left because Ashley came to get me since Donise was bout to fight and I needed to stop her. I swear I was only gon for like 7 minutes. When I reminded Doni she was on her last strike here and told her we had to get you home we both came right back to find Erik literally trying punch his way thru ole' dudes skull."

"What?" My eyes widened.

"Yeah, apparently Erik caught bruh tryna carry you out the house on the low." Jay informed me filling in from where Tati left off. "When he confronted him and told him to hand you over he dropped you to the floor. E was quick to check on you and asked if I had and before I blinked he was after bruh."

"Erik?"

"Yes girl! And he beat the fuck outta him too." Tati hit her hand with her first. "When I came up, Jay left you with me and Jay and Moses had to get him to stop. Once he 'calmed down' enough he stormed over to you and damn near shoved me out the way. He wouldn't let anyone touch you after that."

"I'm sayin', he turned into the bodyguard." Jay laughed clearly amused.

But I sure as hell wasnt.

Remaining quiet, I tired to process everything. I was almost snatched up and taken God knows where, so some weirdo could do God knows what to me, and Erik came in and stopped everything. For me. Protected me. Made sure I got home safely and stayed with me all night. While I still don't remember anything I do know he was wearing what I saw him in last night this morning......and right about now I'm feeling like the biggest asshole.

"Yeah shit was sexy and scary at the same time. He looked crazy."

"For real son! Crazy as fuck," Jay agreed. "I know bruj said y'all had history, but damn. Y'all was together or somethin'?"

Or something, I thought but instead just shook my head.

"No, but it's complicated," was the only explanation I was giving right now. Everyone didn't need to know my dirty laundry, and while I could careless about what people thought about me, I'm sure they've got enough to run it about last night. Meanwhile I needed to find Erik. No matter how I feel about him, he still looked out for me last night. Not only do I owe him a thank you but an apology too.

It was a nice day outside so I figured he might be in the quad since I saw him out there a lot. There or at the gym. Thankfully he at was the former and I didn't have to look too hard as I headed toward him. As soon as he spotted me he snatched his bag up, saluted the guys and began to walk off. I did my best to catch up without making it obvious that I was after him to everybody else around. Catching up slightly I called out his name and he stopped. He shoulders slumped as if he were sighing as he turned around. He looked at me like he couldn't stand me. I took a deep breath feeling nervous and embarrassed.

"Erik can we talk?" I asked, feeling small.

"Is it about the project?" His voice lacked every bit of emotion.

"No." I answered knowing where this was going.

"Then, naw, we can't."

Without another look he turned, headphones on, and left me where I stood.

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So...someone's upset.

And rightfully so. These two have a lot of issues to work out. Too much anger.

I'm just gonna...let that sit there...

Guess what guys!!

I've got the next 30 chapters planned! The good the bad and the ugly. I'm sooo excited!'

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[killthe-illusionarydreams]

Us Against The World

Part 8/?

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Fred Weasley x Reader

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As the rain died down, the two finally moved from their beloved seats on the dirty ground and began to walk hand in hand back to the street where Y/N was leading them to before.

A few moments of comfortable silence pass until you ask the question that was gnawing away at you “Did you mean that?” You asked, not looking up out of fear what his answer may be.

Fred glanced down, confused “Did I mean what?”

“That uh-“ you werent sure how to say it, what if Fred just said it in the moment “That I can stay with you? ‘Cos if you didnt its fine ill just-“

“Y/N relax” he laughed “Of course I meant it. ‘Bout time you met the parents, been dating a year already so-“ he froze, realising that the two were no longer actually dating “Or...not?” A small sense of awkwardness filled the air around the two of them.

You roll your eyes and drag him back along “I just told you I bloody loved you, of course we’re dating. The circumstances that prevented us from doing so are eliminated.” You said it as it were obvious, but rethinking your words you paused, realising that you could’ve phrased the pair of you getting back together differently “I’m sorry about how that went by the way. I didnt mean it, its just-“

“I know love.” He nodded as you walked through a street that got narrower & narrower by the step “It wasnt your fault.” Finally the stubborn idiot realised that now.

Y/N smiled slightly to herself, glad how easy & uncomplicated Fred was making this. That was All she really needed, someone who understood her.

As you dodge several passers-by, Fred looked around the dimly lit street, not recognising this place he poked your side “Where are we goin’ Y/N? Did you confess your love just to trick me & murder me?”

You roll your eyes as you drag Fred through a narrow path “No dumbass, we’re just going to see my friends. Its a muggle bar-club thing, so no magic.” You add as you finally get to the place you were looking for. It was a modern looking building with a bright neon sign reading ‘Ace of Cards’ before entering you mumble a spell to get the dirt off your & Freds clothes.

The heavy wooden door creaked open & you were greeted by a dimly lit & crowded bar. The happy tipsy crowd said their hellos as you made your way towards the bar- Fred following you like a lost puppy- his height attracting people to look at him and nod hellos. The dim lit club with flourecent lights was doing you well by masking the injuries you had on your face, the last thing you needed was an interrogation from your friends.

When you reached the bar, Fred saw you mumble something to the barman who nodded in turn and left the bar, before shortly returning with a tall girl with long bright blue hair with the top of it backcombed and raised to be a messy punk look , a tattoo was visible through her mesh top and several piercings were scattered on her face. Once her eyes met yours, she shrieked in joy and ran over to you embracing you in a bone crushing hug

“Y/N!” The two of you swayed side to side at the sheer impact of her embrace “Fuck I’ve missed you so much dol.” She finally let go and kissed your cheek, you in turn kissed hers “What time do you call this huh asshole? You were supposed to be here two hours ago.”

You wince as she unknowingly squeezed your injures but dissmissed it and pulled a face at her “I got held up at home Angel, then had a breakdown of sorts in the middle of a raining field.”

“So a normal day?” She raised her brow & the pair of you chuckle, her eyes turn to look at Fred before looking him up and down, you knew she was inwardly deciding if she liked him or not “Whos the handsome lad then eh Y/N?” She grins.

Before you could respond, he stretched his hand out to introduce himself “I’m Fred.” Angel’s eyes widened as she had to repress a scream, she began to hop on the spot from excitement. Fred looked at you confused “Uhh, is she alright?” He mumbles into your ear “Do we need to get someone?”

You groan and roll your eyes at your friend “No, shes just being a-“ you throw a nearby magazine over the bar table at her “-Twat.”

“You’re Fred? Fred Weasley?” She grins like a maniac, looking at the boy before her in awe

“Uhh... yeah? Dont see any other Fred Weasleys here.” He chuckles awkwardly, unsure why he was causing this reaction.

Angel finally stops freaking out and smiles at him like a normal person again “Y/N talks about you a lot in her letters.”

You felt yourself wanting to disappear into thin air, Fred ‘ooed’ & looked at you with a surprised look on his face “Didnt know you talked about me Y/N, I’m blushing.” He teased and slid his arm around your waist making you lean closer to him.

“I’m going to punch you.” You mumble, neither of them sure who it was adressed at just chuckled lightly. You were annoyed that she just exposed you like that- Fred didnt need to know what a sap you actually were. Angel just ignored you and focused on Fred, the pair engaged in a deep conversation discussing whatever on earth they had to say, you werent paying attention much, more focused on downing shots.

Several minutes went past as the two were getting acquainted with the other, you were just watching them interacting, glad that they got along in real life just as much as Angel used to assure you they would in her letters.

“So Angel, how’d you know Y/N?”

“We grew up together. Did everything together y’know- first heartbreak, first pericing, first tattoo- we went through that together.”

“Yeah, til your parents decided to ship you away to school in France.” You muttered miserably “Bloody assholes.”

“Anyway-“ she ignores your comment “You’ve probably seen the tattoos she has, we did those together, then last year charmed a tattoo artist to give us a few. The tarot card on her thigh was done then.” You inwardly thanked her that she didnt mention you piercing eachothers nipples, no one needed to hear that grotty story. “We still stayed in touch and just spent all the holidays together when we could. Y/N and me here have been through thick & thin together-” her tone lowers ever so slightly and she narrows her eyes at Fred “So if you hurt as much as a hair on her, be aware that I will make it my job to make your life a misery.”

You let out a breath through your nose in amusement, Angel was lovely in nature, chaotic & loud, however usually she would never hurt a fly, so when she resorts to violence you know youve fucked up “Woah, woah Angel-“ you sigh and push her back, “Theres no need for threats.”

Fred laughed it off, unfazed by Angels threat, only pulling you closer to him, the familliar gunpowder smell was faintly present in the air around him “And I’m sure Y/N would be able to do that herself if she wanted to.”

You smirk slightly to yourself, glad that Fred was aware that you were capable to stand up for yourself, Angel nodded in agreement “Good that you know that.” Before turning to you and giving her verdict “I like him, if you lose this one I swear I’ll take him for myself.” She winked

There was a miniscule pause before the two of you burst out laughing at the absurd idea. Fred honestly looking a little hurt by it, butted in:

“Oi! I’m very desirable you two, dunno why you’re laughing.” Pouting he crossed his arms like a grumpy toddler

Angel patted his cheek before containing her giggles “Its not that love, I’m already with someone-“

“-Shes dating my cousin Freddie.” You reveal to him “Plus you’re not her type” You snort to yourself as he goes a faint shade of red. Taking a sip of your drink you face Angel again before asking “Speaking of, wheres that idiot cousin of mine anyway?”

Before she had the chance to respond, a new voice emerged “Right behind you, stupid.” You swivel around on your chair and see your cousin standing behind you, a look of glee erupts on your face as you get up to hug her, your jewellery tinkling at the abrupt movements. “Y/N, i really don’t appreciate the insults y’know.”

“Oh shut up Kadija” you mumble in her ear as you hug the woman tightly “You know you’ve missed me.”

The tall, olive skinned woman chuckles lightly and walks behind the bar, over to kiss Angel, who in turn had a faint smile painted on her face at the presence of her girlfriend. You glance at Fred who had the most shocked expression on his face that you had ever seen.

“Fred hon are you alright?” Angel giggles at his expression, but he wasnt even paying attention to her, just gawping like a fish at Kadija.

“Why did you never tell me that your cousin is Kadija Monroe?” He demanded, not taking his eyes off said woman, you stare at your boyfriend like hes a moron.

“You never specifically asked me if my cousin was Kadija Monroe” you respond as if it were obvious, the other two women not really paying that much attention to the conversation- they were in their own love struck bubble “Why do you even care and how do you know her?”

“You- how-?” His eyes dart between the two of you “She’s a chaser Y/N” he blinks several times “for Appleby Arrows.”

Y/N turned to her cousin who had a humoured expression on her face, the woman indeed was the chaser for one of Englands teams & yes her & Y/N were related. Kadija’s mother was Y/N’s aunt, who promptly after she got married to a muggleborn wizard got disowned from the family.

“Yeah I am, you a fan eh?” She slung an arm around Angel while Fred nodded vigorously

“Yeah, I’m-“

Angel interjected “Darling, thats Fred.” She tried to signal to her girlfriend

“Fred...?” She looked at him confused before an elbow from her girlfriend made her realise “Oh you’re Fred Weasley? Holy shit-“ she stretched out her hand to shake his. Fred practically fainted at the fact a famous quiddich player just shook his hand.

The two emersed in a deep conversation about quiddich or stratergies or something boring like that- you didnt pay attention to them, you instead looked at Angel & jumped over the bar table.

“Oi what are you doing?” She laughs and steps back as to not get wacked by your flailing limbs “because if its something stupid, I’m definitely in.”

“Its nothing bad.” Smirking you grab several bottles of various liquified contents and jump back around, this time dragging Angel behind you “We’re going dancing my love.” You say in a sing song voice as the pair of you make your ways to the dancing area.

Handing her a bottle, the pair sway to the beat and let the alcohol wash over them. Y/N relaxed as she felt the liquid flow through her, it always made her forget all her problems & just live in the moment. The two best friends danced wildly to the song as the lights constantly changed colour. At this point Y/N didnt even care about the sweaty bodies around her, she was enjoying every moment of life. All until someone barged into her, causing her to drop the drink down her shirt.

“Oi watch it arsehole!” You turn around to confront whoever it was, however once you saw who, your eyes widened in mock horror. Not because you were scared- just surprised at who you saw.

The man before you tutted, a faint smirk playing on his face at the sight of you “Tut tut Y/N, no need for name calling. You know you can get my attention even without the rudness.” He leaned in a little closer to your ear, the aroma of his colonge wafted up your nose “Although I do like it when you’re mean, looks good on you.” He winked at you, a strange sensation went over you.

You roll your eyes and smirk, pushing him away from you “And yet nothing you do makes you look good Ace. You should really work on that” walking past him and his boisterous laugh, you make your way to the bathroom to have peace and quiet to peform the cleaning spell.

The guy that Y/N had just seen triggered something in her memory, he was never important to the girl, nor very common in her life, he had just been there for as long as she could remeber. Before her & Fred even got together, him and Y/N had a fling of sorts. It worked, it never got complicated as he was a muggle & couldnt follow Y/N to Hogwarts. But when things got complicated with Fred, she broke things off w the raven haired boy, the two had remained civil & friends (of sorts) as Y/N didnt have any feelings for the boy so to her it was simple to talk to him. But tonight something about him reminded her of home. Maybe because he was her oldest friend, & to her, he was still home in that way.

Angel intruded on you in the bathroom and was greeted by you clutching the sink dangerously hard, the feeling of dizziness overwhelming you slightly.

“Hey dol, you alright? You’re not looking too well-“ her eyes widened as she finally saw the scars on your face in the well lit bathroom “shit since when did you have those scars?” She rushed over to you touching your face with concern, you just swat her hands away and try to reassure her.

“They’re nothing, just a little argument with mumzy dearest, I’m fine.” You lie before looking back up “I just needed a breather for a moment, I’m alright.” Smiling you leave the bathroom with Angel behind you, oblivious to your already opening wound on your side.

When you got back to the dancefloor it was already emptier, slightly thankful for that as it was letting you breathe better. You jump back into letting the music whisk you away “Fred! Fred come dance with me!” You shout over the music, signalling him to go over to you. The auburn haired man finished whatever conversation he was having with someone and wandered over to you, admiring you on the way.

“You alright love?” He looked bemused, and moved in sync with you

“Wonderful.” You grin, pushing the irate feeling in your stomach to the side “I’m having the time of my bloody life!” You said in a whisper yell sort of thing, which caused your voice to crack as if you were a 13 year old boy going through puberty. Grinning at the man before you, you let your hands glide all over him.

Fred laughs, glad that you were finally feeling better. He knew that you deserved it. “I cant believe you’re related to a successful quiddich player and yet hate the sport.” Letting out a small breath from your nose as a laugh you stick your tongue out, not really knowing what to say to him as he continues with a look of awe on his face “Can’t believe I talked to the Kadija Monroe. Wood would have a bloody fit.”

You nod along to your boyfriends rambles, not really understanding what the big deal was but still paid attention, he was like an over excited puppy and you couldnt help but just gaze at him. Gaze at the love of your life under the fluorescent lights, admiring his beauty & gorgeous features. Glad that you had him, you whisper in his ear as you slide your arms behind his neck “I’m happy you like them, really happy.” He beams at your words and kisses you deeply.

“D’ya think they like me though?” The usualy confident, cocky Fred was gone, he knew your friends meant a lot to you, so obviously it was important that they liked him

You chuckle to yourself at the nervousness in his voice “Course they do, who can resist the Fred Weasley.” Joking, you peck his nose to reassure him

The two of you stayed dancing there for a while longer before you told him to go outside and wait for you to get Kadija and Angel, however before you could even find the two, they rushed out of the club with worried looks on their faces.

“Whats going on?” You ask the server that went past you.

“Theres a fight going on outside, Ace and his brother are having it out again.” As soon as your heard those words you ran outside, the dimly lit alley showing a small crowd of people gathered around three individuals. When you notice who the third is you inwardly cursed him.

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hey sexy people, im back. wonder how long this’ll last lol

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[brelione]

Jessies Girl (Pope X Reader X JJ)

Summary:Pope is crushing on JJ’s girl.

Pairings:JJXReader, Pope X Reader

Warnings:Mentions of sex, swearing?

Jessie is a friend

Yeah, I know, he's been a good friend of mine

But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define

Jessie's got himself a girl, and I wanna make her mine

Pope watched you and JJ cuddling up at the fire.You were sitting on his lap, his arms around your waist as he whispered into your ear, watching as you laughed at whatever stupid thing he was saying.

You looked over to JJ, raising an eyebrow.Pope frowned, knowing that he shouldnt feel this way.JJ was a friend, a good friend.But since you came along Pope found himself getting aggravated, shifting in his seat as he looked down at his root beer can.

You had kind of just showed up out of nowhere, a leather jacket over your bikini and a book in your hand on the beach one day.Of course everyone had taken a liking to you, especially JJ.Pope never stood a chance, JJ stealing you within three days.

And she's watching him with those eyes

And she's lovin' him with that body

I just know it

And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night

Your attention was on JJ, smiling as you watched him balance on a rock. “JJ!You’re gonna die!”You giggled, your hands in the pockets of your brown leather jacket.He smiled, jumping down.John.B had laughed too, shaking his head at the two of you.

JJ picked you up, carrying you on his back as the five of you headed for your destination.It was the one smooth part of the beach that didnt have a ton of small, sharp rocks.You guys set down your chairs, only bringing two and a blanket.

JJ held you against his chest, all of you sitting in a circle as you ate your sandwiches.Pope watched you, seeing how you were whispering into JJ’s ear, your knees on either side of his thigh.

Pope rolled his eyes, knowing that you were probably mumbling something filthy into JJ’s ear.He just wished he could be JJ in that moment.Once you guys were beginning to settle down you had gotten up, pulling off your shorts, slowly letting your jacket fall.

You were wearing a black bralette and high waisted black bikini bottoms, your locket dangling from your neck, the heart resting right between your breasts. “I feel like we should go swimming.”You told them, already heading for the water.

Pope felt his face heat up, smiling as he tugged off his shirt, watching as you ran into the water, laughing and shrieking at how cold it was.JJ ran in after you, pushing you into the cold waves.

You wrapped your arms around JJ’s neck, your lower halves hidden by the dark water as you kissed him.Pope didnt even want to imagine what the two of you were doing, knowing what was going on.Kie and John.B didnt pick up on it though, too busy splashing eachother.

You know I wish that I had Jessie's girl

I wish that I had Jessie's girl

Where can I find a woman like that?

Pope couldnt do much about his feelings, confiding with Kie late at night. “You know, I wish that I had (Y/N).Where can I even find a girl like that?”He sighed, resting his head against the couch.She frowned, shrugging.

 “California, I guess.I wish that I had her too if im being honest, its not fair that JJ just swooped in.Do you think all California girls are like that?”She asked, trying not to daydream about it.Pope huffed, hearing the bed frame hitting the wall.

 “God, I hate them.”He grumbled.Kie laughed, sighing. “You gotta move on, Pope.I mean yeah, shes great and shes pretty and funny and creative and perfect but she’s JJ’s girlfriend.You cant just sit around being grumpy because you’re in love with her.Just be happy that JJ got to her first and not some kook.”She smiled, trying to cheer up the boy in front of her.

Pope sighed, looking over to her. “Yeah, yeah okay but no other girls are exactly like her.Shes the only one who’s ever made me feel like this.”He explained.After a few moments the shaking of the wall finally stopped, moans flowing through the air.

Pope held a pillow over his face. “I hate this.”He repeated.JJ opened the bedroom door, wearing only pajama pants as he made his way into John.B’s kitchen to get a can of soda, turning to see his friends awake. “Oh….hey guys.”He muttered, quickly going back into the room.The dim lighting didnt hide the scratches along JJ’s back and the marks on his neck. “Gross.”Kiara grumbled.

i'll play along with this charade

That doesn't seem to be a reason to change

You know I feel so dirty when they start talking cute

I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot

Hiding his feelings was becoming difficult as your three month anniversary with JJ approached.He didnt see why it effected him so much, seeing you and JJ being so sweet with eachother.He felt so uncomfortable when you two started acting all cute together. 

“I love you.”You whispered into JJ’s ear, combing his hair with your fingers.He smiled, looking up at you. “Love you too.”He smiled, feeling you kiss his forehead.Pope was sitting in the chair in the corner of the room, hearing the whole thing as he tried to pay attention to the tv.

He rested his chin against his palm, feeling lonely as he saw you poking at JJ’s head while JJ tried to catch your wrist in the process.Pope wanted to tell you that he loved you, that he had his life with you fully planned out, that he loved you more than all the Marvel movies and that he wanted to make you the happiest person on earth.

But he knew that was a stupid idea, that you didnt feel the same.If you did feel the same you wouldnt be with JJ, you would be with him.But there would always be that part of him that ached to tell you his thoughts, to tell you everything he loved about you, to tell you everything he could.But that wasnt possible.

Cause she's watching him with those eyes

And she's lovin' him with that body

I just know it

And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night

Midsummers was a nightmare for more reasons than one.Kiara had invited you, taking you dress shopping.Your dress was a darker purple, the material reaching just above your knee, the top part was rather low cut.

Your eyes had been on JJ the whole time even when you were standing next to Pope while he tried to make conversation with you. “Um...i like your dress.”He muttered, hands in his pockets.

You raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Thanks, its so uncomfy though.”You laughed.He chuckled, calming a bit.He never really got the chance to talk to you alone. “I mean, at least you wont have to stay in it for that long.You guys just have to stay until after the speech or whatever, right?”He asked.You nodded, looking into the crowd of people for your boyfriend. 

“So how’s the food and stuff?Im not really allowed to leave this general area.”He gestured to a single patch of grass.You giggled, sighing. “I dont know, they probably poisoned it or something.THey’re demons, Pope.You gotta do an exorcism.”You grinned.

He smiled, biting his lip. “Yeah, let me just grab my bible.”He reached into his pocket, pulling out a tiny piece of paper. “Perfect.”He smiled at the sound of your laughter, proud of himself. “Wow, we better hurry up before the demon comes out of Ward and attacks one of us!Look!His wife has the devil horns!”You gasped, pointing over at Rose.

He smiled. “Wow, im so rich and my botox was 50% off!Im better than you!”He made his voice high pitched, watching as Rose talked.You laughed, watching Ward. “My breast implants were only three million!But it fell out in my bath tub!”You made your voice deep, laughing when Pope snorted.

A few people looked over, the two of you turning around. “Oh my god-watch us get kicked out.”You looked over your shoulder, grinning when you saw JJ. “Hey, im gonna go talk to JJ.I’ll catch up with you later.”You smiled, giving him a quick wave before heading to see your boyfriend.Pope sighed, watching as JJ embraced you in a tight hug.He was funny to think that he would ever even have a chance.

You know I wish that I had Jessie's girl

I wish that I had Jessie's girl

Where can I find a woman like that?

Like Jessie's girl

I wish that I had Jessie's girl

Where can I find a woman...

Where can I find a woman like that?

As the five of you made your exit, JJ had picked you up and spun you around. “Later, Losers!”You shouted, making an L on your forehead and sticking out your tongue before you guys ran off.Pope smiled, amused.The way you could switch between soft and sweet and tough and reckless was something that never failed to amaze him.

He sat as close to you as possible at the fire, looking at your hand that held JJ’s, frowning.Kie glanced at him, shrugging slightly. “Pope, you failed the exorcism.Im disappointed in you.”You told him, grinning when you made him smile. “Sorry, Captain.”He replied, chuckling when you got flustered by the nickname.JJ’s forehead wrinkled a bit, not understanding the joke.

 “Did I miss something?”He asked.You shook your head. “No, babe.Just an inside joke.”You winked at Pope, grinning at JJ’s confused face. “You’ll understand when you’re older.”You told him.

Part of Pope was glad that you felt comfortable joking around with him, excited that he had his own inside joke with you while the other part of him just wished you’d ignore him entirely so he wouldnt have any hope of being with you.He didnt even know what he wanted anymore, the one thing he was certain of was that he wanted you.

And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time

Wonderin' what she don't see in me

I've been funny; I've been cool with the lines

Ain't that the way love's supposed to be?

That night Pope had stared at himself in the mirror of John.B’s bathroom.He pulled at his hair, trying to figure out if that was the problem.Was it too long?Too short?Were his eyes too dark?Was his smile not nice enough?What did you see in JJ that you couldnt see in him?

He was basically just a watered down JJ with rational thoughts, good grades and better logic skills.He had gotten you to laugh all night at midsummers, making you smile, making you happy.He had been pretty cool with his jokes, saying them at just the right time.

He had read plenty of romance novels in private, observing the traits of healthy and toxic relationships.This was always how it went, the guy would make the girl happy and make her laugh and then eventually they would fall in love.Isnt that how love is supposed to be?

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[zmayadw]

Hello, hello :)

It's time to continue the story, so here is the next part.

Wish you all a nice evening :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 21

It was Sunday. The light rain was drizzling from the morning, making the day feel even more lazy, and my mood was the same. Jake was at his laptop, as usual. I didnt feel like working today. I tried reading a book i downloaded months ago, but i wasnt focused enough for it also. I had my headphones on, not to distract Jake with music, and just messed arround on my laptop. As i hummed silently the words of a song that was playing, my headphones wer suddenly thrown from my ears by him. „Get dressed!“ he said to me, walking quickly back to the desk, taking some stuff and throwing them in his backpack. „Jake?“ I was confused, but he just shot me a sideway look and said more fiercly „Maya, get up and get dressed! Now!“ I was dressed already, i just needed to put my sneakers and a jacket on. As i was done, he tossed me my phone „Call Jessy, tell her we'll be there in 10 minutes, and that i need Dans help.“ He said and now i was even more confused. „Jake, whats going on?“ He didnt answer me, just continued taking the stuff, turning to his laptop and typing something on it. „Jake!“ i yelled. He finaly turned to me, throwing his backpack over his shoulder „I got it!“ „You got what?“ i asked now totaly confused, and a bit annoyed with those vague answers. He smirked, some new glow showing in his eyes „Where the calls are coming from.“ His words left me breathless. Can this really be? Are we finaly gonna get to the bottom of this all? My heart was beating like crazy, as Jake words snaped my attention back. He was holding the doors of the room open „Maya, move!“

I called Jessy once we wer in the car, explaining all to her, and she said Dan will wait for us outside. „You do know you're staying with Jessy, right?“ Jake said to me. „Yes, i kinda had a hunch you wont let me come with you.“ i said a bit dissapointed. „Maya, we have no clue what we're gonna find. I just need you to stay with her. I cant worry about you while we're there.“ „I know. Just promise me you'll be careful, too.“ „Ofcourse.“ He said. „Take my backpack.“ He told me „You'll find a white box in it, get it.“ I turned to the back seat taking his backpack and doing as he told me. I took the box out „What is it?“ i asked as i opened it. There was a phone in it, similar to the one he had. „Its my old phone. You're gonna use it. Its encrypted, so you wont recive any strange calls on it.“ „Oh, ok.“ I said. „And, yes, before you ask, im tracking that one, too.“ He said with a grin. „Ofcourse you are.“ I replied with a grin myself. He got serious on me „I just need to know i can find you if something happens. So, please, promise me you will always keep it with you.“ „I promise.“

Dan was waiting outside for us. I started to leave the car, when Jake pulled me back for a kiss „See you soon.“ I smiled, and left the car, letting Dan take my place. Jake raised his eyebrow at him as he sat in, since Dan was holding a baseball bat. „Hey, better be safe then sorry, man.“ Dan told him, closing the doors. „Come, Maya, i'll make us some coffee.“ Jessy said to me, as i watched Jake drive away, feeling of both excitement and fear mixing in me.

Jakes POV

„You all right there, Dan?“ i asked him. He was clenching that bat so hard. „Yeah, man, guess adrenalin is kicking in.“ I could relate to that. „You sure you're going in the right direction?“ he asked. „Yes, why?“ „We're close to leaving Duskwood. I tought you said the calls came from within Duskwood.“ They were. „Are there any buildings in this area?“ „Yeah, man, but it's just an abandoned warehouse. It's huge and been deserted for years.“ Dan said. „Perfect for hiding.“ I told him. „True.“ He said. „See that gravel path there? Take it, it will lead us to the entrance.“ Dan instructed me. After a while, we came at the warehous. There was a fence all over it, but visibly torn at various spots. „At least we wont have problems getting in.“ Dan said as we left the car. I took my backpack from the back seat. Opening it, i took out my knife, Dan eyeing me, but not saying a word about it. I threw my backpack over my shoulders. The rain started falling harder, so I pulled my hood on, turning to Dan „Lets go.“

„How are we gonna know where to go look at?“ Dan asked as we passed the fence. The place was huge, so his question was valid. I took my phone out, tapping on it and showing it to him „With this.“ He looked at it, a red dot blinking on the screen, showing wich direction we should go. „It will get us to the right building.“ „Good“ he siad „I dont want to be roaming here in vain. This place gives me goosebumps, man. You could definitely make a horror movie here.“ He said teasingly, but i could see he was being nervous. And he wasnt wrong, the place did look eerie. It was long deserted. Graffiti on the walls, some half torn from plasters missing, manny windows broken or dirty from the influence of time. Beside our footsteps, the only sound heard was the occasional dripping of water from the rain, falling on some meatl. And the sound of ravens cawing in the distance. How convenient, i tought. My phone beeped „This is it.“ I told Dan, pointing at the building a few feet from us to our right. Dan clenched his bat tighter again, and my hand automatically went for my waist, grabbing the knifes handle tightly, as we neared the building. „Allright“ Dan said „Lets find a way in.“

Mayas POV

I was nervously clicking on the phone Jake gave me, as Jessy settled a coffee cup infront of me. „Maya, the phone works fine. Stop checking it every thirty seconds.“ I smiled at her forcedly „Sorry, i'm just nervous as hell.“ I said, my leg bouncing uncontrollably under the table. „I get it, im nervous , too. But they barely left, it wont be some time till we might hear anything.“ She told me, and i knew she was right. „I know Jessy, but im getting a bad vibe about this.“ I said. „I hope its just my nervousness kicking in, but theres some terrible feeling creeping at me that something bad will happen.“ Jessy looked at me serious, fear creeping to her face now „I hope you're wrong.“ I looked at her, that bad feeling kicking me in the gut „Me too, Jessy.“

Jakes POV

Getting in wasnt a problem. We found a door on the side of the building, with the chain that was suppose to keep it closed, cut. Pushing it open, the sound of old doors creaking filled the place, and I cursed under my breath. There goes the element of surprise. It was quite dark inside, barely any light came in from the windows, full of dust, spiderwebs and old newspapers. Dan took his phone out turning the flashlight on and about to light up they way infront of us, but i stopped his hand. „Better not“ i said with hushed voice„We announced our presence enough allready.“ He looked at me, turning the flashlight off and putting the phone back to his pocket. „Right, sorry, man.“ We continued further slowly, letting our eyes adjust to the increasing darkness. The hallway leading us deeper in had doors appearing on each side every few feet, but all the rooms wer empty. I was getting desperate already, when suddenly Dan stopped me, pointing at the doors further in that i couldnt see good from where i stood. I moved to where Dan was, my heart starting to beat faster. There was a flicker of light coming from the doors that were ajar. We moved towards it, still checking the rest of the rooms on the way. Stopping in front of it, Dan slowly pushed the doors, opening them fully. The room was empty, except for a table at the opposite end of it. We moved towards it, Dan turning to me with eyes open wide „What the hell..“ There was a laptop on the desk, a program running on it, with a phone connected to it. But that wasnt what made Dan shocked. What shocked him, and got me boiling with rage wer the pictures thrown all over the desk. Pictures of Maya. One caught my eye immediately. I picked it up from the desk. It was from the day she got out of hospital. Sitting at the square, carelessly lost in her toughts. I knew the picture well, i had similar on my phone myself. I took it secretly, seeing her that day, before going to talk to her. She looked so beautiful, i just couldnt resist. But the tought of someone else was watching her that day, or any other day got me furious. „What the hell is going on here?“ Dan asked, but i was equally confused as him. I lowered the picture down, looking at the laptop in front of me. „Lets see what i can find.“

Dan was nervously tapping his foot standing next to me. „Can you please stop that?“ i told him, a bit annoyed. „Sorry, man.“ He said, constantly turning his head arround, scaning the room . His gaze stopped on the door leading to another room from this one „I'll go snoop arround.“ He started going for the door. „Be careful.“ I said, and he turned to me with a grin „Aww, you care fore me, man.“ I looked at him with a raised eyebrow „No, but i am scared of what Jessy might do to me if something happens to you.“ He laughed and continued towards the door. I focused back on the laptop. I just needed to find one little thing, anything that might shed some light to all of this, my eyes jumping all over the screen. I got interrupted by the noise coming from the room Dan went in. „Dan, you ok there?“ i yelled, my eyes still glued to the screen, but there was no answer. I straightened and turned towards the door. „Dan?“ i tried again, but nothing. Shit, what was he doing there. I walked towards the room. There was some more light pouring in, so i had no problem seeing Dan sprawled on the floor, unconscious. I started to ran to him, but the moment i stepped in, a blow to the head sent me down on my knees. Fuck, how could i just rush in so stupidly. I leaned on my palms, trying to shake off the dizziness. My sight got blurry, as i tried to move my head to look at the person standing above me. „You cant save her, boy. She will die.“ A sinister voice spat the words in my ear, sending chills through me, before another blow sent me face flat to the ground, all going dark on me.

Opening my eyes, Dan was hovering above me, looking worryingly at me. I was laying on my back and my head was pounding like crazy. „Welcome back.“ He said to me, extending his arm to help me up. Getting up just made my head pound even more and i got dizzy. I leaned on the wall steadying myself, Dan eyeing me. „You all right there, man?“ „Yeah, just give me a minute.“ Every move i made just made my head pound more and more. One blow to the head, i could manage. But two is a bit too much. I moved slowly back to the other room, with my shoulder still leaning on the wall. All was gone, the desk was cleared from everything. „Shit“ Dan cursed at the sight. But It didnt matter, there was nothing important on that laptop eitherway. „This means we can finaly leave this shit place?“ he asked. „Definatly.“ I said, taking the car keys from my pocket. „But i think it will be better if you drive.“

It was dark already when we left the building and headed back to the car. I was still feeling dizzy and with my head pounding so badly I had to focus hard not to loose my footing. „What are we gonna tell the girls, man?“ Dan asked as we finaly came to the car. I sat in, lowering the seat back as much as possible „The truth.“ I told him. „Damn it, this wont go easy on them, especialy on Maya.“ He said, as he started driving. The gravel path we took coming here made the car jumpy, and i felt every little stone, my head wanting to explode. „Indeed.“ I was scared how she will take all this. Last time was already hard on her. And this shit got serious now, i just hope she wont loose it completly this time.

„Come on, man.“ Dan said to me, as i opened my eyes, realizing we came back to his place. I got the seat back up, and left the car slowly. We went inside, heading for the kitchen. I heard Jessys voice as she saw Dan „Finaly!“ Maya was already on her feet running to me. She almost knocked me down, crushing full speed at me hugging me tightly. I smiled and hugged her back as tight as i could. She finaly looked at me, her face terrified. „I'm fine.“ I said to her. „Fine?“ she said worringly „That definatly doesnt look 'fine', Jake.“ Her fingers gently brushed the top right side of my forehead, and i vinced. There was a cut I havent noticed by now, with some dried blood arround it. „What happened?“ Jessy asked worryingly, as Dan settled glasses and a bottle of whiskey on the table. „We wer...surprised.“ he told her, as he opened the fridge, taking a bag of frozen vegetables, putting it at the back of his head. I just wanted to sit down, so i started towards the table, but the dizziness got back again. I leaned against the door frame, and just slid down, sitting on the floor. „Jake!“ Maya exclimed, crouching next to me. „I'm fine.“ I reasured her, but i knew she didnt belive me. And lets face it, i wasnt fine. „He needs to lay down“ Dan said „He looks like he might have concussion.“ „You're staying here tonight.“ Jessy said firmly „I'm not letting you drive to the motel now.“ „Indeed.“ Dan added, walking to us. „Alrigh, man“ he said, grabing me under my arm and getting me up. „ Let's get you to bed.“

„Here, drink this.“ I opened my eyes. She looked so worried, her eyes tired. „Im fine, Maya“ i told her, taking the painkillers and water from her. „Can you please stop saying that. You are not fine!“ „I am, now that im back here with you.“ I said smiling, trying to calm her down. „Jake! Can you be serious for a moment, please.“ I looked at her, barely managing to keep my eyes open. „I am serious.“ I said, and before she could say anything more i added „But, can we please talk about all this tomorrow? I could really use some rest.“ She tensed a bit, guilt showing on her face. „Ofcourse, sorry, i'll let you get some sleep .“ She said, taking the glass from me, and getting up. I stopped her, taking her hand, my eyes closing now on their own. „Stay.“ I said, my hand slipping from hers, I barely had any strenght left in me to stay awake. I felt the bed shift, and her hand gently brushing through my hair. She kissed me softly „Sleep now, i'm right here.“ I smiled, falling asleep in a heartbeat.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reacts: Masters of the Universe: Revelation episode 5

Spoilers below

TL:DR I was not crazy about it and if you did enjoy episode 5 and like the series. I recommend skipping this reaction/review

-So they host a little funeral for Orko. Yep, gotta milk all you can out of the character ya set up to die since his introduction. Well they gave Orko more respect than He-man. Good on Adam for being a decent human being. (I will stop being cynical about this)

-Well Preternia is cool.

-Moss man is the forest.

-Adam had the sword and he is like

-"Welp you are all stuck in heaven now."

-Andra is adorable. (Also side note. I havent really seen Andra and Teela be couple like since episode 2. Like where is the couple stuff? Evil-lyn and Teela have had more dialouge together?)

-Adam and Teela being awkward which understandable.

-And Teela is still salty. At least its fleshed out a bit more. But you would think she would be OVER this by now.

-King of Grayskull? Oh this will be cool.

-Hoverboards in Heaven!

-The tower looks cool.

-Hero is his name?

-Hero is shook by the split the sword.

-Andra making a forge.

-They competitive friends in the hunt!

-Well this is somewhat cute.

-OH S***! KING GRAYSKULL LOOKS EPIC! HE RIDES A TRICERATOPS!

-Adam chose that form? Like he could have taken his He-man form? But chose that one? Okay I am genuinely curious.

-King was the first Castle Grayskull champion. Wow okay. And the guy is now talking smack about the castle.

-I like feral sorcerer lady.

-So they made a heaven forge.

-the last bit of magic!

-Roboto is like "Yea I am not sure at all but I am gonna try." He is going to die too.

-So Teela and Adam moment.

-Adam has a point. He was dead. Not like he was like "Lol i am gonna die and make you feel bad" He was saving the Universe!

-Adam is totally gonna go back because he has unfinished business.

-Adam might not get back to paradise if he goes back.

-Mossman is a million years old. Lol

-Roboto is doing it.

-The forge scene is epic.

-Roboto gonna die.

-He did it though... and it blew up in his face.

-The sword is forged tho.

-But now Roboto is dead. And he made a roboto is afraid to die.

-Wow that is f***Ed up.

-Rip Roboto

-Adam wants to go back. Okay so now we will have Adam/He-man be a more prominent part of the show now. It took some time, but hey at least he is back now.

-Adam he is owning it up to it.

-Adam be a real one.

-What the s*** he almost died right after getting back. Okay so is that the fake out.

-And tech cultists.

-Welp Man-at-arms is here to defend. LOL

-Adam reveals he is back.

-Cringer missed him. (This was cute)

-So now they back to where he died. He about to do what they need to do.

-He be calling back the magic. Now it starting to feel like He-man again

-Sorceress is BACK BABY!

-And Grayskull looks good again.

-And... Adam got F***ING STABBED. Did, did they REALLY JUST KILL HIM TWICE?! I had this feeling like they were saying "You cant come back if you die again" But I thought no There is no way they would be stupid enough to kill him TWICE.

-So Skeletor survived by putting his essence into the staff Evil-lyn had and if she had left it all of this could have been avoided

-Evil lyn is back to being bad. Because Skeletor just came back. So much for all that development Lyn.

-Skeletor just called on the power of GREYSKULL. So can anyone do that?! Does this mean Skeletor can go to Preternia?

-Skeletor's form is... well it is something. I mean its cool. But... I dont really feel like its earned. Like I wish we had some foreshadowing or something. Like he is just like "BTW I was here the whole time just in case." Now if Adam was like pushed aside or like knocked back and Skelator took it so he could show off, that would be more He-Man like. Cause then you get the moral on WHY Adam chose this form in Preternia.

-Also Skeletor getting the power sword SHOULD be a much bigger and much more earned moment. This scene should have been like the penultimate episode before the final battle. Also him Stabbing He-man/Adam would have had way more impact if this was the first time they pulled this.

-But in all seriousness. Did they REALLY JUST KILL ADAM AGAIN!?

-They took all of that development and just... KILLED HIM AGAIN.

-Side note: if ANYONE could use the power, Why not just have he-man pass the torch to Andra or Teela. Because now Adam cant even chill in heaven. He is just a dying little flea who basically got set up to DIE AGAIN. Like the writers clearly do not like Adam.

-How am I suppose to be excited? Lol Skelator is back sure but he just killed He-man. Are they gonna do a fake out death? Have him Die but then get revived by the sorceress? Regardless its in bad fucking taste.

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2.5/10

Look, Skeletor's comeback was cool and all (He and the designs of King Greyskull are the reasons this isnt a 1 out of 10). But WOW they really did Adam dirty. I was expecting He-man in a show that is named after half his old show. Even the earlier trailers showed a bunch of him... but he only shows up in flashbacks after episode 1.

If Adam doesnt die, he will likely get heal in the nick of time and and die again later anyway. Considering how predictable the show is I can already predict that they will beat skeletor. Teela's Power that was hinted at in episode 4 will make her the new Sorceress and Andra will be revealed to be a descendant of King Greyskull thus making her the TRUE heir to Castle Greyskull an have her be the new champion or reverse of that where Teela is the new champion and Andra is the sorceress. If Adam does survive he will just be Adam at the end of the series and not He-man because whatever reason about him not actually feeling like He-man was him. But my bet is that they kill him again if he isnt already dead.

Which means that He-man just becomes She-ra. But there is already a She-Ra and it actually has She-Ra in the title. And that She-Ra actually has better writing in it because it actually cares.

Because lets face it this show was not about he-man. It was about Teela.

I know its called Masters of the Universe Revelation. But they should have called it Teela: and Everyone else dies.

But I seriously have to ask. WHO IS THIS FOR?

Its not for die hard He-Man fans because it kills off or changes all the characters they know.

It isnt for new fans because most of them would have no idea who any of these characters are. The show expects you to know them already.

It isnt for Feminists. Teela's characterization is a bad stereotype of written 'strong woman'. I made a comment that it was basically a 'Guy that tried to write a Strong woman character' but it is STUPIDLY ACCURATE at this point.

She-Ra: Princess of Power 2018 already exists and does it better.

If I had to make a bet. It feels like the writers were targeting the demographic that watched He-man and hated it, then writing a Salt fic about the characters after turning one of them into a self insert.

I hate that the writing sucks, because the animation is gorgeous, there are somethings that are really cool. In fact when they show off the ideas from the original He-Man, it looks amazing. Those flashbacks? They are the best parts of each episode.

Now I am no die hard fanboy for he-man. But I did like the 2002 show. I am actually chill with some of the changes made. Not all of them, but some. But I hate lazy and manipulative writing. Writing in a show purely for shock value.

The trailers they put out for this show were manipulative. Showing much more He-man then there was.

I wasnt expecting god tier level writing for this. This was based on a 1980's show. It didnt need amazing writing, it just needed to be good enough and show it cares about its fans. But it didnt.

Lets say we removed He-man from the equation entirely. make this its own thing. Change the names, alter a few appearances. Would that have changed my opinion.

It would make me less mad, but I would also still call it a bad show because the writing is generic at best. Its hackneyed and the characters with any appeal get killed off.

How am I supposed to be excited for this?

Do you know how angry this makes me. I WANTED to be hyped as hell for the fact that Skeletor has the power of Greyskull and is getting ready to be this super big bad for the end of the season. But I am not.

I just feel annoyed and disinterested.

Will I watch the other episodes if they get released?

I dont think I have the stomach for it. They would need to do a LOT to make me want to watch the other half.

[eagehaunting]

Mystery March 2021 day 4: Storm

Thank god Arthur let her borrow the van while he worked today. It made it so much easier to load up her small apartment and ship it to their new home- and in only three trips! Vivi bounces lightly in the drivers seat, glancing around and checking over the van one more time to be sure she got every box inside. Who knows how much stuff Arthur had to pack. He had his tools and his cork boards, along with his mattress and television... it would probably take them three-to-four trips at most. Knowing Arthur, they would probably be smushed together in the front seat because he’d pack the van to the brim!

There wasn’t a single box left, mind for a hanger or two. Perfect! Vivi starts the van and eases herself out of their new driveway, and hurriedly begins to drive down the road.

Thankfully Kingsmen’s mechanics wasn’t too far. Vivi leans over the wheel to take in the dark, heavy clouds that began to circle in the last hour. It shouldn’t take too long to get everything in order, but they should at least try to beat the rain.

Next thing she knew, she was pulling up behind the mechanics shop, and a familiar blond man props the back door open.

“Hey there, stranger!” Vivi calls as she shuffles out, quickly skipping to open the van’s back doors and keep them open. Arthurs footsteps trail up behind her, Vivi casts a small glance. “Are you excited?”

“A bit.” Arthur says, rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes. “Lance let me off early so I can prepare all my things, so it should be easy.”

“Nice!” Vivi beams, swiftly moving past him and making a beeline for the back door, whilst completely ignoring how Arthur looks up at the sky with a frown. “Wanna get the big stuff first?”

“Sure.”

Vivi was right, Arthur and her did wind up squished together in the front seat. Arthurs mattress, cork boards, and dresser were crammed in the back, and then surrounded by several boxes full of clothes, tools, and books. Although she did overestimate how much he actually had.

Arthur had managed to cram the entire van with everything he physically had. Stacked from floor the ceiling in haphazard and shaky towers besides and against the bed frame! Vivi would have to drive steadily to avoid a catastrophe.

In the front seat was Arthurs toolbox, a crate full of Galahad’s items, and then a small travel cage that he held in his own hand holding his hamster.

Arthur scoots over as much as he can, fidgeting a bit the more their thighs touch. Of course due to the lack of space, that led to a centimeter of room.

“Sorry about this, Vi,” he coughs into his hand, “I honestly thought that we wouldn’t be this cramped! I figured-“

Vivi blows a raspberry, scooting over herself so she was pressed against the door and offering up another centimeter. “No biggie! I’m glad we did it this way. Now we can get everything inside before we get hit with hail.”

“Hail? I thought it was just a thunderstorm!”

“I thought so too.” Vivi squeezes her hand into her pocket and whisks out her phone - which was partially damp from sweat. Wiping it off quickly, Vivi opens the weather app and lets Arthur snatch it.

He grimaces, “Yikes.”

“Yeah, better hope Lewis doesn’t get hit in the head when he comes home.”

“Or that the power goes out.” Arthur adds grimly. Vivi blows out another raspberry.

“I don’t think that’ll happen. Dont be such a sourpuss.”

“Wanna bet? It’ll be in character for whatever house we got.”

Vivi lifts an eyebrow, glancing over at him, “And whats that supposed to mean?”

Arthur’s smiling, and with a short shrug, “terrifying and haunted. Perfect atmosphere for a black out-”

“Nope!” Vivi barks back, wagging her finger intensely and shaking her head, “Lewis and I made absolute sure that there would be no ghosts in this house. I told you this.”

“Are you sure? You guys double checked? Triple checked?” Arthur probes, leaning forward and sticking his face into hers before retreating, making her laugh.

“Of course! I even had Mystery scope out the house, and there are no ghosts.”

“And if there is?”

Vivi shoots him a pointed, comedic look, “then you can add another.”

They both chuckle now, lightly elbowing one another. But soon after Arthur hums quietly and sinks back in his spot, a small smile crossing across his face as he watches the road ahead of them. He was convinced, perfect. Vivi gloated silently.

For a moment she’s tempted to turn the radio on to fill the silence, but Arthur suddenly turns to her inquisitively.

“Hey, so I never fully explored the house like you and Lewis did, mind filling me in on everything?”

A thrill of excitement rockets through Vivi and her head bounces in time with her, and she rapidly taps the steering wheel. “Okay so- it’s a fairly cheapish house for its size. It’s got a decent sized backyard, a nice sizable garage that can fit two cars and all of our equipment. And if it doesn’t, then we can just get a shed behind the garage to do so.” Vivi illustrates her point with her fingers, hoping that Arthur could follow along. “Lewis was actually talking about setting up a garden back there and- wait, never mind, back to the house. First and foremost, the most exciting aspect, there’s a basement!”

“Which is probably why you say it’s ‘cheap’?” Arthur says with a light snicker.

“Yeah! The guy didn’t charge us extra for the space- or the alcohol cellar! And I even went down there to check and everything seems up to code and in well order? I don’t know- we may have to worry about some floods, but we also live in the desert.”

“Right.”

“Next, we have like...” Vivi counts on her fingers three times before she holds up three fingers. “Three rooms! Two on the main level and one upstairs, but there’s also a closet on the main floor, along with a bathroom- and then one of the rooms actually has its own bathroom! Honestly I feel you should get that room, since you should have your own space and all that-“

Arthur opens his mouth to object, but Vivi doesn’t give him a chance.

“Lewis insisted that I got the upstairs bedroom and he can take the smallest- but! We haven’t decided on who gets what room just yet, so we got time to rock-paper-scissors it out. Moving on-“

Up ahead on the dirt road, a lonely-looking house with a tree along the side of it pops into view.

“There’s a nice sized kitchen, and while there isn’t a dining room, Lewis was thinking of converting some of the space into a dining room? I mean- he actually ordered a table online but it hasn’t shipped yet, so for now we’re going to be using my table. So get ready to be sitting on the floor for a while.”

Arthur rolls his eyes with a small laugh and nods, just as Vivi pulls into the driveway and into the backyard. Her eyes glaze for half a second as she parks the van.

“And... that’s it I think! There’s going to be a lot of setting up, but I think we can make it all work.”

“Yeah, besides we can always just eat in the livingroom amongst a sea of boxes while we figure things out. Although Lewis might flay us for suggesting that.”

Vivi chortles and nods, “Yeah! Yeah you aren’t wrong. But c’mon! Let’s get your stuff inside, I think Im hearing thunder.”

“Already?” Arthur glances up at the sky as Vivi throws open her door. She makes a mad dash for the back door, propping it open for them and waving to Mystery who was just out of sight. Arthur slinks out after her and carries Galahad inside.

“Okay so-“ Vivi doenst kick off her shoes but wipes them off on a mat that was placed at the back door, “since we haven’t chosen any rooms yet, Lewis and I agreed to put all of our stuff in the livingroom. Is that cool with you?”

“I - I mean it’s not like I have a choice, now do I?” Vivi winces and nods, and Arthur sighs. “Okay, we can leave the bigger stuff in the van for now then, but then let’s get the little stuff.”

“Good idea,” Vivi hooks his arm and pulls him further down the hall, passing two doors on either side of them and a stairway.

“Besides! If we have to camp out in the living-room then we can just pull out the bed in the couch and a couple of futons...”

Vivi freezes in the entrance of the living-room, jaw falling.

Arthur stops glancing around at the floorboards and then wallpaper and joins her, “Something wrong?”

Oh, something was wrong alright, and it hits them both like a bag of bricks the second they step in.

On the couch, Mystery was curled up and lightly chatting to a heavy set ghost. A ghost who drapes their arm across the couch snd sneers at them. ”Welcome to my humble abode.”

...

“What the fuck?”

Vivi flinched as she nearly feels Arthurs glare digging into her neck. Her own mouth went dry as it hits her all at once.

“I didn’t know- Arthur, I swear to god I thought there wasn’t a single ghost here. I promise.” Arthur’s face is still twisted in dismay, and she couldn’t really blame him. Twisting, Vivi points at Mystery and the dog jumps to attention.

“Back me up here! We both investigated this place top to bottom, he-“

”She.” the ghost hisses

”she- my bad- wasnt here, right?”

Mystery nods, folding his paws on the couch’s arm. “It’s true, Arthur, we had done the best we could and we honestly believed that there was no one else residing in this territory.” Mystery then casts a cursory glance back at the spirit, who nonchalantly drank from a a darkened glass, hardly sparing them a glance. “However, you know that experienced spirits can be excellent hiders. She merely concealed herself until now.”

Arthur let’s put a heavy breath that Vivi didn’t notice he was holding, before gently setting down Galahad’s cage. A stark contrast to the rapid twitch in his eyelid.

“Great! Fantastic. So why did she decide to hide?”

”Im right here.” The ghost suddenly says, casting a dirty look that both spoke profanity and exuded grace.

“Okay,” unaffected, Arthur side steps until he was able to face her himself, “then I’m sure you don’t mind telling us why you’ve been squatting here.”

Her eyes snap open, before her face twists with menace and she unfolds her crossed legs, slamming her glass down with a sharp clink. Arthur flinches as that sound shoots through him.

”’Squatting?’ My, those are some awfully bold words for someone who started trembling the second you entered my domain.” She rises, and despite how short she was compared to Arthur, she trapped him in her shadow. ”This is my home, and no bank can simply give away my property to measly little rats.”

“He-hey now, ma’am,” Vivi steps in front of Arthur, who’s hands immediately latch onto her shoulders, “look, this is a misunderstanding on our part. You see- my friend here is a medium, and he’s been ... tormented by a lot of spirits. So he agreed to live here under the assumption that there were no spirits. You can understand why he’s upset, right?”

”And you can understand that so am I, correct?”

Groaning lightly, Mystery hops off the couch and also stands between the two groups, lazily guarding as if nothing was really wrong.

“Of course! This is your home... can you describe to us how? So that way we can respect your boundaries and ensure no other issues occur?”

Arthurs fingers tightly grip Vivi’s shoulder, and she reaches up and pats them lightly.

Thankfully, the ghost seems pleased with the pseudoapology, and their shoulders relax by a fraction. ”I built this house, a ways away from my old home so that way I can have the luxury of peace and quiet. It was an expensive project, but one I carry pride in. I simply couldn’t leave my home to just anyone after I perished.”

Arthur creaks, “S-so you.. stick around?”

”Precisely. I ensure that no punks come in and try to take claim to what isnt theres.” That is marked by a pointed glare at Arthur, who shrinks back behind Vivi further. Regretting his choices up until now.

Blowing out the breath she was holding, Vivi forces a smile and claps lightly. “Alright! Then, what can we do to show you that we mean no harm? Or will we be thrown out regardless.”

With this, she chuckles, voice getting low and almost purring. ”You will have to prove yourself, and earn a place in my hearth. If you cannot do so by the end of the month, then I will make your lives a living hell until you run for the hills.”

”Great..”

“Awesome!” Vivi claps again to hide the bemoaned muttering. Taking a few steps forward- and incidentally dragging Arthur with her- she holds out her hand to the spirit.

“Well I hope you wish us luck. My name is Vivi, and this is Arthur.” Arthur coughs lightly and nods a greeting, but keeps his mouth shut.

The woman blinks calmly, taking in Vivi’s hand with a surprised consideration, before smiling herself and taking it in a firm handshake.

”The pleasure is mine. Address me as Lilith Primrose.”

“Oh~ that’s a lovely name you have there!” Vivi offers, smiling brightly.

”Thank you. I picked it myself.”

Vivi nods and release her hand, stepping back. “So.. I know we got off to a rough start, but do you mind if me and Arthur bring his stuff in? It’s going to rain soon and we still will be moving in-“

A crack of thunder fills the air, Arthur and her both flinch, before turning to Lilith for confirmation. Who then rolls her eyes and shoos them away.

”Like I said, you all have a month to come into my good grace. You better get started now.”

“Thank you.”

With that, Vivi grabs Arthurs wrist and pulls him down the hall, lightly scolding him and apologizing at the same time, but also letting him do the same back.

It’s what she deserves honestly...

Within fifteen minutes, the rain had started to sprinkle. They decided the best thing to do was to get the largest items - the mattress- inside first so it wouldn’t get drenched, but that left the cork boards and the bed frame, which they decided may be better to keep in the van to protect the integrity and quality. Then they spent the next half an hour racing back and forth with various boxes that they decided to dump into what was now Arthurs room- the bedroom closest to the back with a bathroom. Vivi opted to stack his boxes on the mattress while Arthur simply tossed them onto the floor- claiming he knew they weren’t going to break as easily.

After an hour, it was pouring in sheets. The last of the boxes were quickly abandoned in Arthurs room, and both of them tore into one of the boxes to fetch towels to dry themselves off.

“Jesus Christ..” Vivi huffs, ringing out her skirt into one of the incredibly damp towels. “I feel bad for Lewis, he still has to drive home in this.”

“Yeah, poor fuck.” Arthur groans lightly and rubs his eyes, “brace yourself, turning on the light,” Palming the wall until he hit the light switch, Arthur prays that they’ll be given just one thing.

Only... for the room to remain just as dark.

Vivi looks at him for a moment as he stares in befuddlement at the switch, which he rapidly flipped on and off. Muttering to himself, ”oh come on...”

“Hold up, maybe the wiring is funky?” Vivi offers, stepping over boxes and opening the bathroom door, and she quickly flips the switches herself.

Nothing.

“Fuck.”

The power was still out as the storm persisted. Even when Lewis came home drenched from the walk to the porch from his car.

Of course, that wasn’t going to stop them. They were plenty prepared with gas canisters, spare batteries, flashlights, candles, and a gas stove.

Lewis made a remark on how glad he was that they only seemed to have meats in the fridge, but those comments slowly dwindled as he got to work making spaghetti by candle light. Vivi set out to line the kitchen’s low table with several of her unscented candles. As much as she wanted to bust out her various sweet smelling ones, the boys asked her to refrain so not mess with their senses.

Which wasn’t an issue by any means! Vivi didn’t want to dig them out anyway...

“Alright, that should do it.” Lewis murmurs to himself as he turns off the burner and grabs his tongs, pulling out the cooked noodles and layering them on three separate plates. He calls over his shoulder, “Arthur, Vivi! Dinner is ready.”

A distant “Coming!” And then frantic footsteps fight against the sound of the rain outside, and Lewis covers the noodles in their sauce before turning and placing them on Vivi’s low table. Vivi comes in with flat pillows and places them in their respective spots before kneeling and taking her spot.

“Thank you Lewis~ this smells really good.” She says, wafting in the garlic and onion at her face with a dramatic sniff. Just in time for Arthur to trail in with Mystery at his side.

Mystery scans the plates, before frowning at Lewis.

Lewis raises an eyebrow and smirks, “What? You can’t eat this, remember.”

“You and I know very well that I can eat more than all of you combined.” The dog shoots back, plopping down beside Vivi who scratches his ear.

“Well it’s not good for you.” Lewis points out, before reaching beside him and pulling out a plate of Mystery’s gourmet doggy dinner. “Now are you going to keep complaining or eat?”

“Oooh~” Vivi grins and pats mystery’s head, “Youre this close to missing out on greatness, boy! Better shut your trap.”

Mystery did indeed shut his trap, quickly scuttling over to Lewis’s side to retrieve his bowl- licking his lips to avoid showing how much he was salivating at the smell.

Arthur takes his seat on his bottom than his knees. Rolling his fork through the noodles slowly, but not saying anything, even as Vivi and Lewis chat as he grabs drinks.

It’s only when Vivi shoves a heaping of spaghetti into her mouth and moans in delight does he realize that they need something else. Lewis froze in his tracts, wincing the smallest bit as Vivi chews. She’s been hungry all day, so it makes sense that she would rather dig in- Mystery too.

Poor guys misophonia has got to be going crazy.

“Hey, do you guys want to watch howls moving castle? Or - uh.. spirited away?” Lewis and Vivi both shoot him inquisitive looks, although Lewis relaxes the smallest bit at the distraction. Arthur adds on, tapping his earlobe, “I can also grab your ear plugs, Lew. So that way the ... sounds don’t bother you too much.”

Lewis’s lips tighten. Oh shit, he probably didn’t want to embarrass Vivi-

A loud gasp and smack grabs both of their attention. Vivi stopped chewing, a hand over her mouth as she realized. Swallowing everything down in one gulp, Vivi gestures frantically in apologize. “Shit- Lewis I’m sorry. I can grab your ear plugs if you want? It totally slipped my mind.”

He lifts his hand, smiling sweetly. “It’s okay, I’ll go grab them. But yes, Arthur, I certainly wouldn’t mind a movie.”

Still flushed, Vivi nods too, “the rain will be a nice backdrop to a beautiful Ghibli movie. Do you need the disk?”

“No,” Arthur pushes himself up, “I got it downloaded on my computer. I’ll go grab it.”

He and Lewis both leave the kitchen, and he turns to go to his room, a small flashlight in hand to light the way.

It was already unpacked, plugged into a battery pack and charging for the past few hours. Arthur whisks it up and ambles back to the kitchen, where Lewis and Vivi were talking again. Good! Lewis is situated, now time to pull up the movie. Holding it one arm, Arthur input his password, searches through his hard drive...

But before he steps back into the kitchen, a soft flow catches his eye.

Lilith is sitting on the couch still, possibly had been for a while now, but either no one noticed or no one choose to bother her in the dark.

He watches her for a few moments, filling with guilt and momentary fear over earlier...

Then he sighs, resigning himself, and he steps into the kitchen and sets the computer down. Instead of getting back in his spot to turn on the movie, Arthur shuffles to the cabinet and fetches another plate.

“What are you up to, Artie?”

“Going to feed some raccoons?” Vivi jokes, even as Lewis makes a disgruntled noise at the thought.

“No, just give me one moment, okay?”

Arthur can feel them watching him, but he sucks in his breath and layers noodles and sauce onto a plate, before fetching a fork.

And then leaving the kitchen again, this time making a beeline for the couch.

Lilith hears him coming and gives him a cursory glance. Her eyes widen as she takes note of the plate as it’s set down beside her.

Clearing his throat, Arthur grips his hands together anxiously and forces himself to keep eye contact. “A-about earlier.. I’m sorry that I snapped on you. It... I hope we can get along.”

Lilith doesn’t say anything, looking from him to the plate.

She stands, nods, and turns on her heel to go to the basement door, vanishing before she even touched it.

...

Well fuck you too then. Arthur scowls lightly, huffing the smallest bit after she was out of sight. There’s nothing he can do now, and it’s up to her to decide if she wants to accept his apology.

Whatever, just go and eat dinner.

He takes his spot. While he was offering the meal, Vivi had found the movie and paused it before it began to play, and Lewis had already plugged his ears. He sends Arthur a thumbs up and a thankful smile. Arthur nods in return and grabs his fork to eat.

The movie started, and the atmosphere was both warm and comfortable, especially with the four of them enraptured in the unfolding plot. Spouting small ideas and pointing out little details, along with memories and theories.

The conversation only came to a halt when someone else clears their throat.

Vivi pauses the movie in an instant, and all four of them look up to see Lilith standing before them. Her face contorted in worry as she grips... a wine bottle. Lilith shrinks a bit at the sudden attention, but she clears her throat a second time and holds the bottle out a small bit.

“C... congratulations you four, you passed my test. I am looking forward to living with you all, and to celebrate, I wanted you to have some of my aged wine.” She stammers a bit, shifting anxiously from side to side, before setting the bottle down with a hefty clank. After doing so, she turns to leave.

Vivi, however, jumps up and latches onto her sleeve, pulling her back the smallest bit and earning a wide eyed stare.

Vivi beams back at her, “We’re watching some movies, would you like to join us?”

Lilith blinks rapidly, glancing between all of them, and being met with gentle smiles and affirmations.

”I... of course, I’d love to. Let me grab my plate! Oh- and some glasses. What are we going to be watching?”

Lilith shuffles beside Lewis, and the five of them all continue watching, sipping some tasty wine and eating their food peacefully.

They didn’t even notice that the rain died down and the power was back on until they were heading to bed

[hainethehero]

(This is just a shortened form of a fic that I'm currently writing, based on my Sterek post-link below!) https://hainethehero.tumblr.com/post/636769782067298304/currently-writing-a-fic-for-this-keep-your-eyes

Bike Boys

"I know all the guys come here hoping Kate would be the one to check their vehicles. But I'm sorry, she's not in today." the raven-haired mechanic offered, a small smile softening his handsomely rogue-ish features.

Stiles snorted, shaking his head as if to say everything was fine. "It's nothin' man," he remarks, feigning nonchalance in an effort to look cool. "I actually prefer men working on my... engine."

And he so did not mean for it to sound so creepy but it came out wrong anyway, making him cringe as the mechanic- Derek- smirks in amusement. It should totally be illegal, looking that good in dark jeans and a dumb t-shirt, a damp stain on the neck of said t-shirt. The man stared at him with pale green eyes that sparkled in the evening sun like some kind of enchanted lake. Again, Stiles wondered for the fifth time that day, Am I attracted to guys?

He'd been on a campaign recently to find out if he was attractive to them, but hadn't really been focusing on the bigger issue at hand- which wasn't really an issue, he was just curious to know if he was sexually attracted to tall, dark and handsome. Derek had broken through all of his walls this far and if he were being honest, it wasn't a big deal. Stiles had never been found attractive to anyone from school yet, was totally a virgin and was bi-curious. Sure, he was a mess while this Derek-guy looked well put together... and why the hell would Derek want him anyway? He's a spastic teenager with pale skin and fragile bone and nothing much to offer but sass and sarcasm.

"Hey, any chance you're headed to that music festival in Barstow?" Derek asks, voice like honey over shards of ice. He's currently wiping his oil-stained fingers on an already dirty cloth. Stiles refuses to look at the way his biceps bulge beneath the short sleeve of his t-shirt. He couldn't torture his eyeballs like that.

"Uhhh... yeah actually. I was supposed to meet up with some friends there. Of course, as my luck always goes, my bike stalled and now I'm here... with you."

He panics at the sight of a perfectly arched brow. "Not that that's a bad thing! I'm really glad for the uhh... assistance."

Derek grins and goes over to a black and blue bike. Stiles follows because he's got nothing else to do. "This one here's a 1949 Harley Davidson panhead chopper."

"You trying to sell me another one because my bike's lost all hope for a fix up?" he jokes, secretly hoping that wasnt the case because he'd spent money on his Street Bob goddamnit!

Derek snorts and folds his arms, once again showing off those incredibly unrealistic-looking muscles. "Well, it's due for some major maintenance but I wouldn't call it a lost cause. And also, this chopper is mine. If we leave now, we could probably get to the festival in ten minutes tops."

Stiles feels a stroke of pleasure course down his stomach, pooling between his legs and making him tingle down there. He blames it on his stupid teenaged body. But, did this sexy motherfucker just say 'we'?

"Uh, so you're going too? That's- awesome..."

Derek chuckles softly and it shouldn't be so endearing but it is. "I was supposed to meet some friends there too."

"Well what time do you get off?" Stiles asks almost immediately and hates that he can feel himself blushing.

"When I'm done with my last customer of the day."

Stiles blushes even harder- seriously fuck himself. "Which is.... me."

Derek nods, "You comin?"

In more ways that one hopefully, Stiles thinks, totally hating that his mind had provided him with such a tact less joke. Here he was, in an auto shop, with a much older guy, who wasn't a douchebag and was weirdly friendly and a little reserved which... Stiles found incredibly hot. And oh God, was he going to be riding bitch on this man's chopper? Derek mounted the bike, waiting for him to get his head out of his ass and hop on behind him.

Apparently he was.

"What's even the mileage on this thing?" he chokes, making conversation to distract his heart from pounding out of his fricken chest with excitement. He mounts the bike, leaning back slightly so that Derek couldn't feel the weird heat his body was suddenly giving off.

"A hundred and twenty thousand," Derek answers casually, much bigger hands taking Stiles' arms and pulling it around his torso. The teen squeaks when he feels the hard, rippling muscles beneath his palms.

"Jesus, you get around huh?"

Derek glances back at him with a wink that has him instantly sporting a semi. "And it's not even street legal. Hold on tight."

Stiles is pretty sure at this point he wasn't gonna let go... ever, but he does as he's told. His heart races as the fresh wind of the open roads slices through his hair and holds on tighter to the warm body in front of him. He presses his cheek against Derek's back and closes his eyes, for once not second-guessing or questioning anything that was happening to him.

[siserary933043]

Caravan of love

God I need a cigarette! I gasped as I collapsed, exhausted, at the top of the small mountain my team had just hiked up in the Lake District.

Youre supposed to be setting us a good example. Khalid laughed as he flopped down next to me quickly followed by his two schoolmates.

Fu…To Hell with that! I laughed, I deserve one after a walk like that.

Still laughing at me puffing and panting the boys whispered something, then Khalid turned to me and asked nervously; Do you really want a smoke?

I was supposed to have given up…but…yes… at this minute I would absolutely love one. I replied.

Jonny, he turned to his friend, give her one.

Id love to; but will a fag do? The good looking teenager giggled.

When the penny dropped that Khalid had made an innuendo the laughter got even louder.

You boys will get me the sack! I chided them as I took the cigarette from the packet. Jonny knelt beside me as he lit it in his best James Bond manner.

Youre leaving anyway, the other boy, Fletcher, corrected me.

He was correct; this was my last day as a teacher in the UK and I was only doing this course as a favour to the Headmaster.

Im Nina and Im a 25yr old supply teacher in the North of England. Because I was sick of not knowing which school Id be at from one week to the next I was catching a train home to Bishop Stortford the next afternoon after Id safely put my three teenage charges on the coach home to Newcastle. Id been at this school 7 times in the last three years and had developed a good reputation among the pupils and staff, but knew that there was no chance that Id ever get a full-time job.

Every year twelve schools from the Newcastle area take part in an outward bound competition in the Lake District spread over four days. The Headmaster at Ponteland Comprehensive, where Id been teaching since January, was desperate for his school to do well for once; but Mr. Winnet who was meant to be in charge of a team of four had hurt his back so I was corralled into spending four days climbing hills, canoeing, orienteering and walking through rivers with three hormonally challenged 15 year olds while getting paid for it!

I already knew the three boys in the team from my time as their stand-in Maths teacher and hadnt had any real problems with them; even though they were all from the notorious Darras Hall Estate. These three were regarded as ‘saveable by the Headmaster and the course was their reward for 100% attendance and working hard.

Im a naturally sporty type of girl; so with my help and leadership we had been ‘neck and neck with Scotswood Grammar School and climbing this hill in the fastest time meant that we were the Champions!

Youd better finish that quick, miss! Jonny shouted, Walker Academy is nearly here.

Khalid and I took a last puff from our cigarettes and made a drama out of stubbing them out and wafting away the tell-tale smell of smoke, although there was a gale nearly blowing us away.

I grinned and shook my head when I read the sticker on the boys caravan door – ‘If the caravans a-rockin; dont come aknockin! Hardly appropriate for a group of schoolboys; I thought.

Whats going on here? I asked as I suspiciously sniffed the air in their caravan when I went to collect them to go to the evening meal and presentation.

Nothing, Miss. They all chimed in unison.

If thats what I think it is, you really will get me sacked. I tried not to grin as I definitely smelt dope in the air.

The boys didnt admit to anything and we made our way across the muddy field to the main building. It was quite a distance as we had been allocated two caravans at the far end of a large field; the other schools had large tents closer to the main building and toilet block.

You look nice miss. Khalid told me as we walked past the other schools tents.

Thank you, I smiled in appreciation, a girl never knows what her luck will be like in a place like this.

I did actually; even though I was wearing a nice short denim skirt and a fitted zip-up hooded top there was absolutely no way I was going to pull on my last night as an English school teacher. The best looking guy was obviously gay and the other teachers and the instructors all looked down their noses at my team as they were from a rough council estate that didnt fit into their ‘elite club.

After dinner and the short ceremony we tried to mingle with some of the other teams but when I had to stop Jonny from hitting a taller boy from Scotswood I thought that a tactical retreat was called for.

Have you got any of that stuff left that I didnt smell earlier? I asked Khalid as I pinned Jonny to the wall as a teacher from Jesmond led a whimpering boy away claiming that Jonny was ‘going to kill him.

He nervously looked at Jonny who was their natural leader; then nodded nervously, Why Miss?

I think that this young man needs to relax and, if memory serves me right, that should do the trick!

Youre cool, Miss, Fletcher told me, with a lop-sided grin, for a teacher!

I asked what he meant by that and the boys all told me why they liked me above all of the other teachers as we wandered back to their caravan.

The boys were being trusted not to wreck the van as they should have been chaperoned by Mr Winnet but he had got the train home earlier in the day.

As Khalid unlocked the door he turned and grinned, Weve got some booze too!

Why am I not surprised? I chuckled as I took a seat in the middle of the bay window.

Khalid brought his large rucksack in from the bedroom as Jonny produced a tin with 5 spliffs in it from his.

I shook my head in mild disbelief as they poured large measures of vodka into tumblers and topped it up with coke from the ceremony.

Where did this come from? I asked as I put the glass to my lips, I know you didnt bring it with you; we checked your bags.

This morning; when you were putting Winnet on the train, he grinned mischievously, I robbed two bottles and some cider out of the shop over the road.

The boys let out a cheer as I shook my head in mock disbelief.

Jonny opened his tin and offered me one of the spliffs.

Id rather have a ciggie if someone has one. I shrugged my shoulders, Ill have one of those later!

As we sipped the vodka and coke the boys bombarded me with questions: ‘Did I have a boyfriend? ‘Why was I leaving? ‘What was my home town like? ‘What was university like? ‘Had I ever taken drugs? ‘Did I have any tattoos or piercings?

It was fun talking to them and I tried to be as honest as possible as they genuinely wanted to know what life was like away from their town. I admitted to smoking dope and occasionally dropping a couple of Es and I had three tattoos; showing them the Angel on my shoulder and the Celtic design on my lower back but letting them guess where the other one was.

When Id finished my large glass of vodka and coke we all lit up the spliffs…WOW…Id forgotten how good that stuff could be and how powerful.

My head was spinning when Fletcher handed me a second large glass of vodka.

My legs were now curled underneath and I began asking about their lives. It wasnt long before they started talking about girls.

As the drink and dope began to take effect we were all in a giggly mood and the boys became braver as they talked about the girls and other female teachers in very personal terms.

I began by admitting to being quite wild at University but not actually telling them exactly what Id done – just letting them guess; which was fun.

The boys quickly became excited when I didnt blush or rein them in so their questions soon became very sexy and personal.

‘Did I play with myself? ‘Did I use sex toys? ‘Had I ever been with another girl? ‘Had I ever seen a porn film? ‘Do you suck cock, Miss?

Without hesitating I replied, Yes or of course, to just about everything.

The boys were all grinning and had twinkles in their eyes as they continued asking me about my sex life and confessed to all sorts of things that theyd been getting up to with the girls at school who Id previously thought relatively innocent! How wrong I was!

Jonny told me that Nadia gave the best blow-jobs because her tongue was pierced but Carly would let them cum on her face.

Apparently at least five girls in 5c, including both Thompson twins, had shaved their pubes off! I couldnt remember if I even had pubes at that age!

Their dirty language and descriptions were now making me very, very horny and I was beginning to think I should leave them as I really needed to frig myself.

What do girls think about when they play with themselves? Fletcher asked.

All sorts, I guess. I answered then took a draw on the last spliff that Khalid had passed to me.

Like fantasies? he continued.

Yes, I raised my eyebrows in mock amazement, girls have sexy fantasies just like guys.

All three looked genuinely amazed and it was only then that I remembered how young and immature they really were.

So what are your fantasies Miss? Jonny asked me.

Ooh, I couldnt possibly say. I said as coyly as possible.

I nearly gave the game away when Khalid immediately started talking about him and his elder brother roasting a girl as her 15th birthday present.

By this time I was permanently squirming in my seat and I was sure that Jonny and Khalid were looking up my skirt and could see my red panties. They certainly made no attempt to hide their bulges that where poking through their jogging pants as they moved into the corner of the sofa for a clearer look.

.

Im going to have to go for a wank now! Jonny snorted as he thrust his hands inside his pants and finally adjusted his hard dick. I uncurled my legs to make myself more comfortable; making sure that they got an unobstructed flash of my soaking knickers and hopefully some of my gash as I knew my pussy would be sucking the gusset in.

Would you like me to do that for you? I smiled.

The poor kid didnt know what to do or say.

Im serious, I beamed, as I took another slurp of vodka, do you want me to wank you off?

The boys nervously looked at each other, unable to comprehend what Id just said.

I manoeuvred until I was kneeling on the sofa and facing the 15 year old schoolboys.

Oh come on guys, I pleaded as I slowly unzipped my top, youve got to know how horny youve made me.

The boys were still silent but now grinning madly.

Ill show you mine if youll show me yours. I giggled as I took my top off then seductively cupped and stroked my tits through my pale blue lacy Wonderbra.

Ive always had nice tits…no thats not quite right…I have fucking lovely tits…everyone says so! They are medium sized (32b), firm and pliable clay and my nipples poke up to the sky. They have passed ‘the pencil test several times!

Jonny shrugged his shoulders and pulled the waistband of his pants down with one hand and waved his prick at me with the other.

Mmmm, that looks nice. I purred as I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the caravan floor. Do you like my tits?

The boys nervously nodded. Jonny and Khalid were still in front of me but Fletcher was sitting slightly behind getting a good view of my arse as well as a side view of my tits.

Get your cocks out and Ill show you my tattoo! I teased as I unbuttoned the side of my skirt.

Khalid quickly whipped his out closely followed by Fletcher. Their cocks looked gorgeous; Khalids was about 6 inches long and quite thick and a lot darker than his olive skin – I couldnt wait to suck it! Jonnys was about the same length but not as fat and Fletchers was short and fat – just like him.

I could feel the sweat running down my back as I stood up and let my skirt fall to the floor. The boys couldnt take their eyes off me as I slowly pulled the front of my knickers down so that they could see my hairy pie and my little red devil tattoo but not quite everything.

I dropped my chin onto my chest, fluttered my eyelashes as innocently as possible and told them, Well, Ive seen yours…would you like to see mine?

Fuck yes! Fletcher gasped as he stroked his cock. Actually they were all slowly masturbating in a well practiced manner. Thats another thing about me…I love watching guys play with themselves…as long as there is some left for me.

It took a tug to prize my knickers out of my sticky pussy but Khalids jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw the long string of juice that was stuck to the gusset!

I slowly looked around the caravan at my three students. They were like putty in my hands as they devoured my naked body with their eyes – they were going to be my sexual play-things for the rest of the night.

Do you still want me to …wank you off? I suggestively licked my lips and met Jonnys gaze, or would you like me suck it?

Ooh, Miss…suck me off…PLEASE MISS! Jonny pleaded.

I rested my knee on the seat and leant forward, jiggling my tits for him when I gently wrapped my fingers around his hot pink shaft. Perhaps it was stage-fright but it wasnt as hard now as when he had first flashed it at me; but I would soon put that right.

Does that feel good? I asked. The boy grinned and nodded. Lets see if the Teachers better at sucking cocks than her pupils?

Ahughaghaghooohhh. He groaned when I covered his swollen plum and kept on pushing until his squishy cock filled my mouth and my chin touched his hairy bollocks.

God his young cock tasted lovely…all hot and sweaty just how I like them. Years of practice came in useful as I began fucking his cock with my mouth as I breathed through my nose. Just as I hoped it instantly began to stiffen and filled my mouth so I had to eventually let most of it glide out so I could suck him comfortably and stroke his shaft and balls.

My head was spinning as I put on a show for his friends; slurping and sucking his dick like a porn actress.

Squeeze my tits! I whispered in between slurps.

Jonny slid his hand around my neck and began caressing my breast; making me gasp when he touched the nipple.

Squeeze them harder! I pleaded, Dig your fingers into my tits!

Oh fuck! he gasped but obeyed, digging his nails into my flesh and shaking my puppies like a kitten with a ball of wool.

When I felt his balls tighten and his breathing became shallower I tightly gripped the base of his shaft and making sure my breath engulfed his knob I looked up into his glazed eyes.

Miss! Im cumming! He warned me, MISS! My balls are aching…Im cumming!

Do you want to cum on the Teachers face? I teased Youd like that wouldnt you? Spunking all over her face!

Yes, yes, yes! He winced and manically nodded his head as I flicked my tongue across his japs-eye.

Go on then, I whispered as I furiously rubbed his shaft and aimed his piss-hole at my face.

I too was now squealing with delight as he tried to pull my nipple out of its roots when the first jet of hot teenage spunk splashed across my face, then another and the third landed in my eye.

Oh God! Oh fucking God…Miss! He gasped as I sucked the last dregs of salty spunk out of his cock.

Delirious with desire I raised myself up onto my feet. As his spunk dripped down my face I asked, Who wants to be next?

Me Miss! Me Miss! Fletcher shouted as he raised his arm in the air for attention, forgetting that he wasnt in class.

I picked my knickers off the floor and wiped the excess cum off my face then lay down next to him with my face in his lap.

His short stubby cock looked lovely as I licked some bitter pre-cum out of his tip.

As I stroked his cock I turned to the other two, I need one of you to lick my cunt.

They both looked shocked that Id used the C word. It hadnt dawned on me that the boys and I had probably used every other word in the dictionary during our sexy chat but at this moment in time it wasnt a vagina or a pussy between my legs it was a CUNT a hot and horny CUNT that needed a good tonguing.

Jonny instantly knelt on the floor and pulled my legs apart; staring at my hot pink gash.

Ive never done this before, Miss. What do I do? He looked at me excitedly.

Just lick it like its an ice cream then, I told him as I pulled the sticky flaps apart to expose my clitoris which was sticking out like a third nipple, then flick your tongue like crazy over that.

Ill try my best miss. He said in a soft voice. Even the boys calling me ‘Miss was becoming such a fucking turn-on!

Oooooohhhhh yeesssss! I moaned when he made his tongue glide up my groove.

He was a fucking natural; his untrained tongue lapped up my love juices and he sucked on my labia as his fingers stroked and caressed the inside of my thighs and the crack of my arse.

After a minute or so I bent over to greedily eat Fletchers fat prick. We moaned and groaned in unison as his cock fit perfectly into my mouth and Jonnys tongue fit perfectly into my sopping cunt.

Yeh….yeh…yeh…yeh! Fletcher kept gasping as he twirled my around his fingers as my mouth created a vacuum around his dick.

Without using words I made him spread his legs so I could get a tight grip on his hairless sack while I bobbed my head and swirled my tongue around the purple knob.

Oohya! I yelped when Jonnys tongue suddenly touched my clit making me jump and I let the cock slip out of my mouth.

YES….YES…YES! I cried out, Finger me! Finger me!

Jonny dutifully poked my twat with a long middle finger giving me a little bit of relief as I returned to my oral administrations on his fat friend.

Fletcher grabbed two handfuls of hair and began bouncing in his seat as he fucked my mouth. I met each thrust with a bob of my head as Jonny did wonderful things to my cunt and clit with his fingers and tongue.

My whole body seemed to convulse as I gave and received oral at both ends.

Aaaaaggghhh! Fletcher gasped as he neared orgasm.

More fingers! I shouted to Jonny as my own fingers furiously wanked the fat cock until it showered my face with thick lumpy spunk.

He inserted a second then a third finger and viciously licked my throbbing clit until I panted for air then WOW!!!! A mind blowing orgasm flooded my body. I didnt scream or cry out like I usually do…I just grinned myself silly as the sweetest feeling in the world engulfed my whole being as Fletcher covered my lips with solid globules of sticky cum.

My orgasm left me shattered so I flopped back against the cushions and gently stroked my tingling cunt for their amusement.

Khalid was now standing naked in the middle of the floor stroking a stiffy that looked like it was going to burst.

Come here baby, I whispered and patted the cushion nearest my head, and Teacher will take care of that ache for you!

He didnt need telling twice and was soon waving his dark uncut cock in front of my face. I couldnt wait either and immediately filled my mouth with my third rock hard teenage cock.

My tits…my tits! I moaned, Do what Jonny did and squeeze Teachers titties for her…nice and hard…hurt me!

His hairy olive fingers were soon mauling my mounds as I sucked his dark pipe for him.

Oh yes…thats good! I grunted with a mouth full of cock as he stretched my pink rosebud nipples as far as they would go, making me suck the life out of his young dong.

As the third boy to get his cock sucked I knew that he wouldnt last as long as the others and I was right. Khalid soon grabbed my head and forced his long thin dick past my tonsils and came straight into the back of my throat and down my neck.

I was now insatiable and judging by the three hard cocks that were in front of me so were they!

Now… fuck me! I called to Jonny as I lay flat on my back and spread my legs for my young lover, curling one ankle over the back cushion so that my hairy cunt was on show to the whole world.

With a huge grin on his face he knelt between my splayed legs and eagerly guided his six inches of throbbing cock into my willing hole.

Ooohhh yes baby! I panted as his cock filled me up, does that feel good fucking your teacher?

Yes Miss it does, he chuckled as he began thrusting his hips and forcing his cock into my belly, Its fucking…fucking amazing!

My head was shaking from side to side and I was playing with my over sensitive tits as Jonny proved to me that he hadnt been lying about fucking lots of girls at his tender age…he was quite a swordsman.

Fuck her mouth, Jonny told the others, one of you fuck her mouth…lets roast her!

The smile on my face would have lit up London when Khalid suddenly appeared next to my face and forced his cock past my lips for a second time.

I was in raptures as Jonny forced my legs back until my knees touched my tits making his long thick cock tickle the inside of my belly and the darker boy grasped two large handfuls of my mousey brown hair as he wildly fucked my mouth and throat. All I had to do was lie back and enjoy it as they now treat me as their sexual plaything for nearly fifteen minutes.

Jonny hadnt cum and sweat was pouring from his face when Fletcher begged him ‘for a go!

Okay, he panted, but Im not finished with her.He had hardly pulled his cock out when Fletcher lunged forward.

Wait! I gasped as I pushed Khalid away from my face, let me get on top…I want to cum again.

I positioned Fletcher so he was sitting on the sofa and I straddled him. His thick cock felt wonderful as it stretched my aching cunt. I quickly accustomed myself to his girth and rocked backwards and forward rubbing my clit against his pubic bone as I squashed my tits against his face.

The other two wandered off and opened the bottle of cider as I fucked their fat friend within an inch of his life!

No matter what I did to him; I couldnt cum. I bounced on his cock, I ground down hard, I twisted and rotated, I fucked him fast and I fucked him slow – nothing! I kept getting close but nothing.

I was becoming desperate when I spotted Jonny and Khalid whispering conspiratorially; then giggling like the teenagers that they were.

Jonny stood on the sofa and edged towards me waving his flaccid cock in front of my face. I didnt need asking twice and hungrily gobbled his young meat as I bounced on the fat cock in my cunt.

Id been with two guys at University once and had dreamt of doing it again; never dreaming that it would be with school kids; but tonight it seemed so much sexier and dirtier than in my fantasies; especially because they called it ‘spit-roasting.

If fucking and sucking two cocks was exciting Khalid soon moved the action up a gear!

As I ground my pussy down onto Fletchers cock Khalid began shaking my tits with one hand and stroking and nipping my arse with his other.

Go on. Jonny urged him as he held my head while I sucked and licked his rock hard shaft.

Khalid nervously ran a finger between my arse cheeks and hovered a finger tip over my anus as he rolled my nipple between his fingers then tugged on it just the way I liked.

Go on! Jonny was becoming agitated, Shes not stopping you, is she?

Without any warning he jabbed a bony finger past my sphincter and about in inch or more slid inside my arse making me gasp…with pleasure!

Ugh…ugh…good. I gurgled.

I fucking told you she would like it! Jonny admonished his young friend. Khalid soon realised that I was enjoying having his finger up my arse while the other two ‘roasted me he soon began twisting my nipples and finger fucking my arse with two fingers.

Fletcher broke off from suckling my tit to ask; have you ever been water-tight Miss?

What? I asked as Jonny sat on the top of the cushion watching the action.

Airtight you dozy cunt! The good looking boy laughed, Airtight!

I shook my head and raised my eyebrows to let him know I still didnt know what he meant.

There was a look of surprise then delight on his face as he told me; you take three cocks at once…one in each hole.

Id never heard of such a thing but the crazy grin on my face must have told him that I wanted to try it…NOW!

Right…get up bollocks face, Jonny said as he slapped Fletcher on the shoulder, lets change places.

We took a moment or two to decide who was going where and which would be the most comfortable way to perform this lewd sexual act.

As I gulped down a belly full of cool cider, we agreed that I would fuck Jonny, suck Fletcher and because he had the thinnest cock; Khalid would be the first to fuck my arse!

I was shaking with excitement as I fed Jonnys 6 inches into my well fucked cunt. When I was comfortable Khalid lined the tip of his dick against my puckered anus and spit a gobful of saliva between my cheeks as lubrication. I clung onto Jonny as Khalid slowly worked his cock into my virgin arse-hole.

Agh…ugh…ooh! I grunted through gritted teeth as my arse felt as if it was being torn in two.

Oh shit! The boys gasped in unison.

I can feel your fucking dick touching mine! Jonny giggled as only a thin membrane separated to hard cocks inside my body.

After making sure that the boys wouldnt budge I slowly rotated my hips and gently moved my arse so that their cocks moved a little bit as I became acclimatised to the feeling of being full beyond belief.

Okay, I nervously told them, but be gentle with me.

Thankfully Jonnys position meant that he couldnt be as forceful as he would have liked to be and my arsehole was too tight for Khalid to fuck too fast so I was soon nearly hallucinating with sexual elation.

After a couple of minutes I began to relax and the three of us began moving with a bit more freedom making me groan and moan and gasp and giggle with gratification.

Now…now! I gasped and nodded to Fletcher, Im ready…make me airtight!

Fletcher shuffled along the sofa and placed his purple knob on my bottom lip. I nodded my head and his fat cock stretched my mouth and jaw.

I snorted and gagged but I wasnt going to stop now! I could feel my poop-chute stretch and loosen up with every thrust from Khalid and the more relaxed I became the harder Jonny banged his cock into my cunt from down below.

Fireworks were soon going off in my head and clitoris as I began spontaneously orgasming. Little ones, big ones, short ones long ones…one after another untilI was just hanging on to the boys…like a limp rag.

Yes…yes…YES! Khalid wheezed as he rammed his dick into my arse like a fucking piston then suddenly stopped as he filled my shit-hole with his cream. His cock came out of my arse a lot easier than it went in!

Get off me! Jonny demanded as soon as the other boy stepped away. I want to fuck

your arse.

He virtually pushed me away in his haste to bugger me. As soon as he was standing behind me he forced me back onto my knees and spread my cheeks to view his friends handiwork.

Oh man, he exhaled noisily, that looks so fucking sweet…look… your spunks still coming out!

I was now trembling with anticipation as Jonny tentatively nudged his fat cockhead against my tingling anus. Khalid had stretched my poop-chute but Jonnys cock was definitely fatter and it still wasnt that easy for him to get his knob past my sphincter.

Aaaaahhhgggggg! I howled as he finally plunged his dick into my arse. As soon as the knob entered the rest just slid in like greased lightening. AaaaaaAAAGGGGHHHHHH you bastard! I screamed again when he began fucking my arse as hard as he had my cunt, but it didnt stop him.

I was biting my lip and had my face buried into a cushion to stifle the pain as he pummelled my arse with his thick six inches. The pain was becoming unbearable and electrifying so I didnt want him to stop.

Oh Jonny, Jonny, Jonny!I cried with tears of joy running down my face, Harder baby…harder…fuck my arse…fuck the teachers arse!

The teenager was now grunting like a wild animal as he revelled in the discomfort he was causing me.

Thats it…yes…yes…yes! he groaned as he speeded up just before he too filled my anal cavity with lovely teenage spunk.

When he withdrew his cock I could feel my hole gaping open and the overflowing spunk running down my thighs.

Its your turn now. Jonny wheezed and pushed Fletcher with the extra wide cock forward.

My arse was already stinging from the two buggerings Id just had but when Fletch pushed his fat mushroom in I gasped and felt like Id died and gone to Heaven. This boy was in no hurry and fucked my arse very slowly – each stroke nearly turning it inside out.

Oh baby, baby, I whined, that feels so fucking good. Youre making Teachers arse very, very sore and I fucking love it!

As the other two boys sat in front of me taking it in turns to feed their cocks into my mouth I panted, Thats it…faster…faster…fill my arse with your hot spunk…go on do it!

Hearing my husky voice sent him over the top and I felt my arse get warmer as he filled it with hot spunk.

Over the next hour or so the boys fucked me in every combination imaginable.

When I eventually collapsed, exhausted on the floor, my arse had been fucked ragged and my cunt was nearly worn out and my jaw was aching so much I could hardly speak; but I didnt care…this was the fucking of a fucking lifetime.

Id heard about the staying power of young boys but…shit… these boys were out of this fucking world.

I could hardly move the next morning when I woke up in a sleeping bag next to Jonny. I pulled on my top and skirt and hobbled to the shower block like John Wayne after a 200 mile horse ride.

I stood shivering with aches and pains under the hot shower; hardly able to wash myself as I relived the previous evenings events over and over and over again in my head.Pangs of guilt struck me as I got dressed in my tiny caravan but I reminded myself that the boys had promised to keep what we did a secret (hardly likely – I know) and after all in five days I would be on the other side of the world starting a new life in New Zealand.

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I am DESPERATE for a part two to the one where Eddie gets sick and collapses, you left me on pins and needles here worrying about that boy! If you ever have the inspiration for more of that, I will be excited to see it.

“Easy, take it easy, I got you,” Richie whispered as he held onto Eddie tightly, helping him up the stairs into the apartment. He had just been discharged from the hospital after a week long stay, and Richie was damned if he wasn’t going to be looking after him until he was one hundred percent better.

part two to this prompt 

Eddie let out a few puffs of breath before he gave up, letting his body rest on Richie’s as they finished the climb and opened the door into the place. Thanks to the help of Bev and Stan, Richie had kept the apartment in perfect condition, not wanting to make Eddie more sick when he was finally allowed to leave and come back home.

Now he was, safe and back in his own bed, with Richie tending to his every need. He made him warm soup and tea, as well as helped him into the bath when he was feeling too dirty. Richie knew that Eddie was probably feeling coddled, but after the state he found him in that day in the bathroom, there was no way he was letting him out of his sight.

“Rich,” Eddie croaked, wrapping his fingers around Richie’s wrist, tugging him a little towards the bed so he was sitting down. “I- I just wanted to say thank you,” he whispered, his eyes still closed thanks to exhaustion. That’s what the intense case of the flu would do to you, Richie supposed. “I love you.”

Richie smiled, running his fingers through Eddie’s damn curls, “I love you too, Eds. Are you still in pain? Do you need another antibiotic?” He asked, but Eddie shook his head. “You sure?”

“If I keep taking them, my immune system will just get worse,” Eddie breathed, opening his eyes a crack. “Get into bed with me? Keep me warm? Please?”

There was no reason for Richie to say no, and so he didn’t. He stripped down to his underwear and slipped into the bed, pulling Eddie close to his chest and a hand ran through his hair. After a week of sleeping in this cold bed without his boyfriend, he might finally get a decent night’s sleep. “Better, baby?” he asked and Eddie hummed in response before slowly falling asleep in Richie’s arms.

When Richie woke up the next morning, Eddie wasn’t in bed and a panicked feeling filled his gut. He scrambled out of bed and into the living room, where Eddie was curled up on the sofa, the TV playing softly in the background. Richie let out a breath of relief and Eddie looked up, smiling softly at him and he patted the other side of the sofa, “Morning.”

“What are you doing out of bed?” Richie asked, making his way over and sitting next to him. When he was comfortable, Richie pulled Eddie into his arms, wrapping the blanket around them to keep Eddie warm. He might have been discharged from the hospital, but he was still weak and not keeping warm might cause him to get worse again.

Eddie hummed thankfully and nestled his head into the crook of Richie’s neck, breathing out softly. “Needed to move around a little, stretch my legs,” he whispered. “Only made it to the couch though.” A soft laugh left Richie’s lips and made Eddie laugh also. “I also didn’t want to wake you, you’ve been working so hard lately with me and work...I didn’t want you to overwork yourself and get sick too.”

“Even when you’re poorly, you’re still looking out for me,” Richie whispered, pushing some of his hair out of Eddie’s face and cupping his cheeks, bringing their lips together. The kiss was soft, short as Eddie still wasn’t ready to be making out with him just yet. Still, it was a little something that made the two of them smile.

Richie moved away after an hour or two, making Eddie some toast and tea for breakfast before carrying him back to bed. If he wanted to watch TV, Richie could very easily set it up on their bedroom television for him. They settled into bed and Richie made a few calls for work, taking some time off to take care of not only Eddie, but himself. His boss at the radio station was understanding, and gave him three weeks off on personal leave, plus one week vacation time.

“Hey, Eds?” Richie whispered, half way through their re-run of the third season of ‘The Office US’. They had seen the show so many times, but it was a classic as well as their favourite, so of course they were watching it again. “You know, this whole sickness thing and finding you so poorly really uh, really freaked me out. I thought I’d lost you for a while.”

Eddie looked up, pausing the show and tilting his head to the side, “But you didn’t lose me. I’m right here and you did the right thing, calling the ambulance. You might have panicked, but you were also brave,” he smiled, tracing his fingers down Richie’s cheeks. “Rich, what is it?”

“Marry me?” Richie blurted out, but his voice was soft and sincere enough that Eddie knew he was being serious. “I love you, and fuck, I want to spend the rest of my life with you so...so marry me? Please?” He stopped talking then, his heart in his throat as he looked all over Eddie’s expression for...something.

Then a smile appeared on Eddie’s lips and he moved forward, cupping Richie’s cheeks with both his hands and brought him down into a soft kiss. When he pulled back, he nudged their noses together, softly. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Richie grinned and kissed him deeper, a little harder. It wasn’t enough to start anything, but it was enough to show that Richie was over the moon that Eddie had agreed. “I love you, I love you so much.” He rested their foreheads together. “I hope you don’t mind waiting for a ring,” he added. “Hope that doesn’t make you want to change you mind.”

With a laugh, Eddie shook his head and looked back up into Richie’s eyes, “No. I would never.”

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shadowhunters!!

* I DID NOT READ THE BOOKS

i’m literally only here to talk about malec.. that’s it, that’s the whole post.

no - but seriously !! also, expressing my gratitude to tumblr for all of the gay gifs i was hit with as soon as i searched for shadowhunters. may the angel bless ya’ll!! especially @maia-roberts​ for the starting gif with ms lightwood. 

so lets go and delve into some magnus and alec talk, because that’s literally the only relationship that matters to me. 

kidding, i’m going to be rating relationships in the show with hot takes.

but actually, if i’m being honest * don’t hate me but, * every relationship that isn’t clary and jace are the only relationships that matter. don’t get me wrong, they’re ?? good ?? together but, something about that relationship doesn’t rub me the right way. bitch, maybe it’s the fact that they literally still thought about boning when valentine made them think they were siblings??

*jace crying cause i’m not a big fan of jlary.. or whatever their shipname is.

n-e-ways..

i also contradict myself a lot when it comes to these relationships because while i was not a big fan of their relationship, i was a huge fan of jonathan and clary!! not them being together!! but just, the sister and brother bond they had made me want to cry, and the way it ended :( you could honestly tell that a part of clary was actually devastated because she really loved the idea of having a brother. even if he was of demon blood. 

malec

10/10 honestly, i loved every bit of their relationship even the sad parts. i legit cried during the marriage scene when alec was supposed to marry lydia, but then magnus walked in and lydia was so kind and they had that kiss... and.. and..

honestly tho - lydia was so nice about it all, i’m actually upset that she didn’t become a part of the crew for longer after she was over thrown by that guy that got isabelle addicted to yin fen. 

all i can say after that - is gay excitement. pure joy is all i feel whenever i watch a scene with alec and magnus together. although, the scene where they both marry eachother as jonathon is, y’know, destroying the world... i actually wasn’t a huge fan of.

something that i find really funny is after 2 months of being in a relationship, alec pulls a ultragay move and asks magnus if he can move in. if you know.. you know.

ask me any questions about them and i’ll honestly give you my thoughts on it.. please, i need *someone* to talk to about their relationship.

sisabelle

don’t make fun of me, okay? i knew the shipname looked sus as soon as i wrote it down, but idk if that’s their actual one because i haven’t joined the fan club group chat for shadowhunters. 

ALL I GOTTA SAY IS 1000000/10!!

i’ve literally been waiting since episode for isabelle and simon to get together, i get that isabelle only saw simon as some form of entertainment for the first episodes before he got stolen, but i still really wanted them to be together. and the fact that they did!! omg.

it makes me so upset that the show got cancelled so we didn’t get to see more scenes of them together I MEAN ISABELLA LITERALLY CAUGHT ON FIRE FOR THEIR FIRST KISS, so i pray that one day i become powerful enough that netflix / freeform decides to let it air for a couple more seasons. i mean, if greys anatomy gets 17 seasons, why can’t shadowhunters get 5 or 6? (not dissing greys btw, i’ve watched it.)

mat / baia

8/10 i’m not even going to talk about maia and bat because... no. i mean - they’re cute together but it actually caught me so off guard, i did not see it coming but i know where the showrunners were coming from because :

1. it’s in the book that they get together.

2. it’s some unspoken rule in film that main characters in a tv show need an s/o, and bat just so happened to be there and be attractive.

luke and maryse

9/10 because they are so cute together i loved it so much and when maryse was telling magnus about her lil cute n fun crush on luke it was such an adorable middle schooler moment it made me want to cry. also after sucky husband cheated on her, it was the least the directors could do to make her end up with such an amazing guy!

clace

7/10.. i honestly don’t really know why i’m not a huge fan of the iconic relationship. i mean, i know i said before that the ‘wanting to bone your sister who’s not your sister’ was a deal breaker for me, they ended up not being siblings and all should be well.. right?

this is a relationship i’m stuck on.. cause i don’t know if it’s good or bad.

i guess you could say that the fact that jace blows off his family for clary is one of the reasons, because i don’t really like him as a character. but, at this point, who hasn’t blown everyone off for clary?

no no no, during the whole fiasco when jonathon and clary where bounded together, he told aline that the fact that jonathon morphed into him was worse than jonathon literally killing her cousin.. like, whats worse? your girlfriend kissing you who’s not you, or you not knowing your real cousin was trapped in some evil guys closet and then killed? i was deffo on alines side for that. i know clary’s the main character and all, but come on!! people are right when they question her loved ones. thousands of people have died for her without even knowing her.

so maybe i just don’t like the characters? i mean.. would i do the same if i was in their shoes..? honestly, i’m not even sure.

relationships that didn’t work

i feel ashamed to admit this to ya’ll, especially after my great reviews for all these relationships that the show ended on.. but there were some relationships i was actually a little interested in that did not work.

alec and underhill

4/10 i feel so dirty.. because i was genuinely worried that alec would actually cheat on magnus even tho we all know alec is loyal as fuck. but a little part of me was hoping that he did. am i the new seelie queen? perhaps.

raphael and isabelle

10/10 i’d 100% want them to be together. i wanted them to be together before the whole addiction thing, it’s just sad that that was the only reason they got together. don’t get me wrong, i totally believe that they wanted to be together, but i also believe that they were right in not fufilling that wish because there’d be a 99.9% chance isabella would literally die. or become a vampire, which would be pretty cool.

meliorn and..... jace. 

10/10 there. i said it. yes, this is going to be the last relationship i talk about, i’m ending it on a confusing good note. just seeing them together during the comrade rune time made me think really hard that they’d actually be pretty cute together if jace wasn’t so painfully straight. i especially couldn’t resist when jace said meliorn was a 9/10.. like.. ;), honey, don’t lie. (i know he wasnt, but still. meliorn’s a solid 10.) 

honestly, i probably would ship jace with a lot of other people like rebecca.

[pbandjesse]

My head just started hurting really bad. Why. Today was a very long day. I ended up having 5 groups. And it was a lot. But it was also a pretty great day. It just ended weird and a little scary. 

I did not sleep great last night. SweetP got into our room and proceeded to be so loud. Just stepping on us. Batting at the posters on the wall. Just being a nuisance. So it was not the best sleep. But I woke up happy. I had planned to wear my green linen dress but its just to tight on my boobs. It will just be costume dress now I suppose. So I switched to t shirt dress. Even though it can be a little to hot. 

My hair was dirty but besides that I felt cute. I had a good drive into work and it was a quiet morning. We found out that an ambulance did some for the horse girls yesterday. Two of them went to the hospital and one is having trouble still. So keep them in your thoughts. It was pretty upsetting. 

But today was to busy to dwell. And I invited the remaining horse girls to come make art later in the day. Try to bring some joy in. 

Half the power was out at camp too. Which meant the bathrooms were not working. Or the sinks. Because we use a well. But after some back and forth the power company came out and was able to fix it before 1030. So that was good. The art shed only lost power for a little. Which was nice. 

I had set up the theme project, which was painting leaves, in the front of the art cabin. And then setting up the photo project on the other side. My first group was great and honestly all the groups were fun today. I really liked talking through this project. Explaining cryptids and why someone might make some thing up. Why someone else might believe it. And the project was timed really well so while they still get time to hang out in the hammocks its not to much time. 

I had a 2 hour break. And during that I listened to a podcast and worked on my little house project. Elizabeth was coming around with chickfila for staff and she felt so bad when I told her I didnt eat meat. Charlotte and Alexi apparently forgot and then Elizabeth was so upset. I was like. Its okay! I had lunch! But then I felt bad that she felt bad. Charlotte ended up bringing me fries a little while later. And I appreciated the thought even though I wasnt upset. 

I am really excited about this little house project. I just like making them too so I hope the kids like the project. 

The afternoon was very busy. Some confusion with the schedule so I had a group every hour. But it all worked out. I had a good time with the kids. There were some really fun monsters made. It was great. 

Around 130 we all got a storm warning alert on our phones. But it didnt seem like a storm was coming. Man were we wrong. 

At 330 I had my last group of the day. Erin was their counselor and asked if it was okay for her to go close up the nature center for the weekend. Yeah thats all good. This was a good group. The oldest kids. And they were fun! They made good work. They hung out in the hammocks. But then there was thunder in the distance. We laughed it off. But then Heather came over the walkie that there was lightning. And then very loud and close thunder. I told the kids to get out of the hammocks and get them down from the trees. They quickly did that as it started to rain. But then it got scary and the walkies were going off over and over to get the kids to shelter. And the art building isnt safe for that. Its got a tin roof. We were trying to get the art stuff inside but then it was like. Scary. It wasnt even raining that hard yet, but the wind and the noise was terrifying. I told the group to run up to the fort. Grab all your stuff and run. I stayed behind a few more minutes to try to get more things in and then grabbed my rain coat and bag and made a run for it too. 

They were telling me to get in a shelter, like me specifically, over the walkie and I made it to the fort right as the sky opened up. 

It was scary being in the fort. But the kids were funny. They were scared at first. But once the wind calmed down they were fine and joking. My heart was racing a bit. I didnt get all the art stuff inside. And I was worried what I would come back to. I made the kids help clean to give them something to do. But after a half hour the rain slowed enough that we could all move to a safer place for the kids to get picked up.

I went back to the art shed and it wasnt as bad as it could have been. But it was a disaster. An art disaster. Everything was soaked. All the theme stuff was ruined. I just rolled it up and threw it away. Wasnt even worth trying to save. The stuff in the back was wet but could be salvaged for the most part. I threw some stuff away but I mostly just laid things out in the art shed and I hope it drys by monday. 

I got the rest of my stuff and locked up before heading to the office to see where they could use me. So off to the pool house to help watch the kids. And it was mostly just quiet. The rain was steady until 5. And then it started to clear up. I hung out with the kids but soon it was time for me to go home. 

I stopped at the office to check in about my schedule next week. Found an issue that I tried to help fix. Came up with some ideas. And then went to my car. 

I had a long ride home. Three separate accidents slowed the highway down to a stop. But I got home around 6. I ordered dinner. I was going to jump in the shower but it said it would be here at 620 so I waited. And waited. And then my food didnt come! Until almost 7! What the heck. 

My driver was super nice though. What a good guy. I was glad to eat and then took the bets shower and have been laying in bed playing on pinterest and instagram since then. 

But my head kind of hurts and I am pretty tired. I am very excited to have the next two days to just clean and enjoy the quiet. I hope its just a happy time. For all of you too. Sleep well my friends. Goodnight!