#ROLL ON YOU? CLIMB ON YOU? RUB FACE ? RUB WET LITTLE NOSE ALL OVER UR FACE?

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finfin the notorious Roller (to his own misfortune)

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Twin Bed (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

Anonymous said:

are u taking requests rn? 🥺 ive read ur tsukki fics and i know to myself ur the only one who can write this request amazingly: tsukki sneaking in to his s/o’s room at night bc he misses her and he saw how cute she is in her pajamas but couldnt help getting turned on as well bc she is wearing shorts and an oversized shirt it also didnt help that her bed is for one person only ;) UR AN AMAZING AUTHOR AND NEVER STOP WRITING TSUKKI OR HAIKYUU SCENARIOS COS THE PPL NEED U

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Word Count: 2,475

Rated: Explicit

Warnings: SMUT, my shit writing, bad language

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Yoooo this is was legit so fun to write lmao. I hope I did your request justice anon and I appreciate your kind words!!! I know I have other requests sitting in my inbox and I will try and to get to them soon. I might be a bit inactive the next couple of weeks, I will be going vacation (I definitely fucking need it lol) this week and then I start classes again. RIP. I hope you guys enjoy this one and let me know what you think!:) I literally am at a lost for words with how amazing you guys are and how unproblematic you guys have been considering the bullshit that’s been going around in the community. I just want to reiterate that this is a safe and fun place for everyone, it is never my intention to make anyone uncomfortable and if I do please let me know so that I can apologize correctly for it! But to make things clear I will not tolerate any fuckery on this blog, I don’t have the energy nor the patience to deal with shit like that. We are all capable of being decent human beings to each other. No drama, no bullshit, just a fun and safe place for everyone that wants to be part of it. ANYWAY, enough of my ranting, please enjoy this filth and my shit writing lmao 😘😘😘💕💕💕💕

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You frowned slightly as you looked at your phone, your eyes squinting against the harshness of the light. 

 Tsukishima had texted you, multiple times - at two in the morning - in fact. While you dearly adored your boyfriend of only five months, you didn’t exactly adore the fact that he woke you up at this time.

 Especially considering you had to be up in about five hours to get ready for an exam.

 You sighed through your nose as you tugged your blankets from your body and made your way to your door. 

 “Kei… it’s two in the morning…” You yawned, looking up at your tall boyfriend with sleepy eyes. “The dorm manager is going to get mad at me if she catches you here.” 

 “Well let’s not get caught then.” he drawled out, gold eyes flickering over your body. A blonde eyebrow arched up; “is that my shirt?”

 You blinked at him for a moment, not fully registering what he had just asked before a soft blush began to coat your cheeks.

 You were definitely wearing one of his shirts, a green Sendai Frogs shirt that was way too big for your body, given his tall stature. He had left the shirt at your dorm two weeks ago, and naturally you wore it to bed almost every night. 

 “No.” You said in a small voice, carefully playing with your fingers as you looked up at him through your lashes.

 A soft blush covered Tsukishima’s cheeks before he scoffed, his slender fingers reaching up to push his glasses back up his nose. “You’re a terrible liar. Looks good on you though.” he said, brushing past you to get into your room.

 You turned to see him plop himself onto your bed, and you couldn’t help but stare. It was a strange sight to see to say the least. His 6’4 frame was just a tad out of place in your room, especially sitting on your incredibly small bed. But more so he was out of place because, well, your boyfriend was beautiful. It was like a Greek god decided to pay you a secret visit before the sun came up, ready to disappear at any moment. 

 Tsukishima’s hair was tousled perfectly, the tight black shirt he wore complimented him perfectly, emphasizing his broad shoulders and thick biceps. You felt your mouth go dry as you realized that he was wearing grey sweatpants, clinging low on his hips.

 How could someone look so good at two in the morning?

 “Are you just going to stare at me the entire time?” He called out, his back leaning against the wall your bed was pushed up against, his phone in hand. 

 “You’re the one that wanted to come over.” you frowned, locking your door before making your way towards the bed. “You’re taking up all the space.” You whined. 

 He rolled his eyes before his long legs parted, creating a space on the bed. “Come here.” 

 You felt your face burn even more, a strange shyness overtaking you at the intimate position he wanted you in. 

 It wasn’t like you had never been close to Tsukishima before, you guys had been intimate, many times... but then why were you so nervous all of a sudden?

 “What are you waiting for?” he asked, a blonde eyebrow quirked up.

 “Shut up.” you grumbled, carefully climbing over one of his long legs. You settled yourself against him, your upper body fitting easily between his legs, your back resting against his stomach and your head gently pressing into his strong chest.

 Resting against Tsukishima was far better than resting in your tiny bed. 

 One of his arms carefully wrapped around your waist, his large hand gently pressing against your stomach, the other hand held his phone in front of both of you, a volleyball game overtaking the screen.

 It was silent for a moment, both of you absorbed in the video. It had only been fifteen minutes into the game when Tsukishima began looking over your body. His gold eyes taking in your bare legs before flickering up. He zeroed in on the exposed skin of your hip, the shirt you wore had been pulled up slightly. 

 He swallowed thickly, arousal beginning to spike in his blood. Christ, it wasn’t like you were naked right now; it wasn’t like you were wearing anything incredibly enticing, but… fuck. Tsukishima began wracking his brain for when the last time it was that he had seen you. That’s right, it had been a while, a little over two weeks in fact. 

 His sudden desire was because he had just missed you right? He couldn’t possibly be turned on from the simple fact that you were in the shortest shorts known to man, or the fact that you were in his shirt and you weren’t…. Christ, you weren’t wearing a fucking bra. 

 He could see your hardened nipples through the shirt despite how baggy it was on your small body. 

 “Can you hold the phone, my arm is getting tired.” he said quietly, hoping that you hadn’t felt his hardening member against your back just yet. 

 “Really Kei?” you rolled your eyes but took his phone nonetheless, your eyes completely glued to the screen. The game was just beginning to get interesting.

 It was silent again.

 But this time, Tsukishima trailed his hand down to your exposed skin, carefully sliding his fingers under your shirt, gently tracing against your soft skin.

 You sighed softly at his touch, your body wiggling slightly against him to get more comfortable. Tsukishima took that as a good sign, his hands traveling further up, the rough pads of his fingers felt incredible against your skin; goosebumps erupting over your body.

 You shivered slightly, desire spiking in the pit of your stomach as his long fingers began moving further up, until they rested just below your breasts. Your breath hitched, your heart thumping loudly in your ears now. 

 His fingers carefully dragged against the soft underside of your breasts. You felt Tsukishima shift, his upper body sitting up slightly, his lips brushing gently against the shell of your outer ear, hot breath rustled your hair. 

 “Who’s winning?” he murmured, lips grazing against your ear before carefully brushing down towards your neck.

A soft whimper tore through your lips. “It’s uhmm… uh - o-oh Kei.” your eyes fluttered shut as his tongue darted across your skin, tasting you before biting down softly. You could feel your cunt clenching at his actions, your bundle of nerves suddenly throbbing to be touched.

 “What was that?” he teased softly, the hand that was gently caressing the underside of your breasts suddenly moved up, carefully cupping your entire breast, long fingers gently tugging at your hardened nipple.

 You moaned loudly before immediately dropping his phone, both hands clasping your mouth shut tightly.

 “Oh, that’s right, if your dorm manager caught me here, she would be furious right? I don’t want you getting in trouble, so you best be quiet hmm?” he murmured softly against your skin before pinching your nipple hard between two fingers.

 Your breath hitched, your eyes squeezing shut as pleasure rippled through your body.

 “But you make the cutest noises when you're turned on.” he said, his voice incredibly quiet and calm, despite the growing hardness that was pressing into your back now. “You’re in quite the dilemma, aren’t you?”

 His other hand suddenly trailed down, his fingers curling against your through your shorts. 

 “Fuck… you’re soaked.” he groaned quietly, feeling your arousal leaking through your panties and staining your shorts.

 He suddenly leaned back once again, your head once again resting against his strong chest. But despite his composure, his heart was racing just as much as yours. 

 He suddenly bucked his hips up, his cock rubbing against your back. A soft sigh escaped his lips, the hand that was groping your breast pulled out of your shirt and tangled into your hair, gently tugging and forcing you to arch your neck, staring up at the blonde male now.

 His gold eyes held nothing but lust now as he stared down at you with half-lidded eyes. 

 You had never seen a more gorgeous man in your entire life. 

 “What do you want?” he asked, his voice deep with arousal. But before you could say anything, the hand that was grasping you through your clothes suddenly tugged your shorts and panties to the side, long fingers brushing softly against your weeping slit.

 Tsukishima exhaled loudly, his cock jumping against your back as he felt just how wet you were. 

 “Fuck…” he whispered quietly, and carefully slid his finger to the top of your cunt, his finger gently pressing down against your clit.

 A jolt of pleasure erupted through your body, your mouth falling open in a silent plea as your eyes fluttered shut.

 He began rubbing delicate circles against you, a soft pleasure beginning to build up in your lower stomach, your hips rocking up carefully with his movements.

 “K-Kei…” you trembled, your hand reaching down and grasping at his forearm helplessly. 

 “Are you close?” he asked, his finger pressing down just a little bit harder, but that was all that you needed to get your legs shaking.

 The way he touched you… the way that he took care of you… it was no wonder you were completely head over heels for him.

 He was just too good.

 You nodded helplessly against his chest, and then suddenly he pulled his hand away from your dripping cunt, a soft cry of distress tearing through your lips. Why did he… but you were so close…

 “Can you move away for a second?” he asked quietly, gently pushing you forward. You shakily scooted away from him and heard the rustling of sheets and clothes. You twisted your head to look back and - your mouth went dry.

 Tsukishima was still resting against the wall, his lower body easily sprawled out against your bed as you still sat between his long legs, but this time… this time… he laid with one hand behind his head, the other was easily grasping his member, lazily sliding up and down his shaft. His grey sweatpants were bunched up around the tops of his thighs, his black shirt pulled up slightly, exposing his lower stomach and the perfect lines of his Adonis belt.

 “Come here.” he demanded, you turned to crawl over to him, fully intending on taking him into your mouth- his hand flew up, halting your movements. “No. I want to be inside you.”

 Your lips parted slightly as you nodded in a daze, your cunt squeezing around nothing at his words. But before you could sink down on top of his cock, he stopped you once more. 

 “Turn around.” he commanded. Your lips trembled softly, your hands gripping his upper thighs as you situated yourself on top of him, you could feel his fingers tugging your shorts and underwear to the side again, and then something blunt and thick began rubbing up and down your soaked entrance. 

 “Don’t tease me Kei, please.” you whimpered out, but before you could plead further, he grabbed your hips, forcing you to sink all the way down onto his member in one movement.

 You gritted your teeth tightly, biting back the loud shout that wanted to escape your throat at the sudden intrusion, at the force of him already hitting the most devastating depths within you.

 Fuck you had never been quite this full, never had someone quite this deep until you met Tsukishima.

 “Shit.” he cursed, growling slightly, his grip on your hips tightening as his eyes fluttered shut as your tight heat engulfed him completely.

 He could never get used to this. 

 After a moment of adjusting to the new intrusion you began rocking your hips, carefully sliding back and forth, your lips forming into a silent o as pleasure jolted through your body at each drag of his cock against your walls.

 A soft whimper tore through your lips as he began grabbing handfuls of your ass, his fingers gripping tightly at the soft flesh, kneading and pulling your cheeks apart. Before his hand settled on pulling your shorts and underwear further away, his eyes taking in the obscene way your cunt swallowed his cock.

 The quiet room was filled with the sound of rustling sheets, the wet noises of your arousal leaking through your stuffed cunt as Tsukishima slid in and out of you, the soft and breathless moans that escaped your lips, and the soft grunts of Tsukishima as he fought back his release. He couldn’t cum yet, not until you did.

 But he could tell that you were close by the desperate way you rocked your hips, faster, sloppier, chasing for a release.

 “Cum for me.” he demanded, his large hand cracking down against your ass. Your hand came up, stifling the loud gasp that wanted to escape your lips, your cunt clenching tightly around him. You could feel it then, the pleasure mixed with the sharp pain, the tightness in your lower stomach finally releasing. 

 “Fuck that’s it.” He murmured, watching as you trembled above him, his hands coming down to grip at your waist, forcing you to move faster against him as he began chasing his own release.

 Tsukishima gritted his teeth tightly before carefully shoving you off of his member, a soft cry escaping your lips as you collapsed on top of his legs. He gripped his member tightly, shooting thick ropes of his warmth all over your raised bottom, staining your shorts completely.

 “Shit hold on.” he panted slightly, carefully moving himself from under you. He tucked his softening member back into his sweatpants before moving towards your closet, grabbing a towel and making his way back to you. His gentle hands easily cleaning you up before tugging your shorts and panties off, replacing them with fresh ones.

 You looked up at him sleepily as he began situating you both on your small body, half of your body resting on top of his as he drew the blankets over your guys’ form. 

 “You suck Kei. If I fail this exam because I’m too tired to focus, you have to buy me ramen.” you mumbled against his chest, your eyes drooping as sleep began to tug at your mind.

 “If you fail this exam just because you’re tired then that just proves you didn’t actually study for it. You should’ve been able to retain that information regardless.” he said, fingers gently running through your hair.

 “You suck.” you sighed again, softly nuzzling your face into his chest.

 A smile tugged at his lips, but he didn’t say anything else. 

 Not that you would have listened anyway, considering that you were knocked out now. 

 Tsukishima’s body was definitely more comfortable than your twin bed. 

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Dreams and Bandanas - JJ Maybank

-Request: Hi! I’m not sure if you write smut but if you do can I request * JJ has a sex dream about the reader while they’re laying together and she hears him murmuring about her in his sleep.

-Request: pleaseeee write 14!! 

-Request: Hey! I saw that ur thinking to write something off of my prompt list, I’d looove for someone to do 3 & 14 if you want requests - @maybankstho

I got these requests separately  however I’m combining them and making them into one big imagine, I hope that is okay! 

Prompt requests came from this list by @maybanktho 

3- JJ has a sex dream about the reader while they’re laying together and she hears him murmuring about her in his sleep. Get creative with it, do what you will.

14- We love Dom JJ but what if for one night, you take that bandana and use it on him ? Is that controversial?

Warnings:smut smut smutty smut smut, swearing 

Word Count: 2k

Authors Note: yall let me tell you that this was something else to write. also i wrote half of this on my new macbook and I’m still getting used to the key board so please don’t mind all of the errors that I know are in there lmao. Sexual content under the cut!

It was a night like any other. JJ had fallen asleep before you, tired from the long day he had. You were still up, scrolling aimlessly on your phone. He was cuddled into your side as you sat slightly upright in bed, his arm around you tightly. He had been asleep soundly for about an hour when he started twitching slightly. JJ was dreaming. 

It started as small movements, then quiet mumbles that you couldn’t quite make out. At first you panicked, thinking that he was having a nightmare as he sometimes did, however it became clear that it was a good dream. 

However it wasn’t until he moaned that you knew that it was a different type of good dream. Your eyes widened as a soft moan escaped his lips. You quickly brushed it off, thinking that maybe you were overthinking it. But then he moaned again, a little louder this time, and you know that there was no mistaking that your boyfriend was having a sex dream as he slept beside you. 

You stifled your giggles with your hand, not wanting to wake the apparently aroused JJ. 

You shift your position slightly, turning to lay down and face him. You watch as he licks his lips in his sleep, rubbing his hips against you softly. You purse your lips together tightly, squeezing your eyes shut, nearly crying in laughter of the situation you found yourself in. 

He began muttering your name in strings along with profanities, similar to how he does when you go down on him. You allow him to press his waist to yours, giving the pressure he so desperately craved. He let out a small whimper as you rolled your hips to him. His eyes wandered under his eyelids, a wild dream he must have been having, you wondered if you could make it a reality. 

You pressed a gentle kiss to his unmoving lips, trying to steal him from the grips of his sleep. I was working, because his eyes fluttered softly. 

Opening his lids fully, he was met with your staring gaze. Assessing the look that you were giving him, the way he was laying, the way your hips were pressed to his, his hard length pulsing in his shorts, and the dream that he was having, he put the pieces together quite quickly in his sleep hazed state. 

“Uh, I-” 

“Having an interesting dream baby boy?” You ask in a sinful tone. 

“Um,” 

“You were saying some naughty stuff there,” You tease, batting your lashes. “What were you dreaming about?” 

“You” He chokes out, growing intimidated by your gaze, and the fact that you had caught him. 

“Me?” You question, already knowing that he was. 

“Yeah.” He swallows. JJ watches as you move to straddle his waist. You felt his stiff length under his shorts, rolling your hips softly. You relished the control that you held over his head. JJ was usually the one to take dominance in the bedroom, however this time you had the upper hand, and you decided to run with it while you could. 

“Must have been some dream you were having.” You smirk down at him. He was already squirming at the contact that you were giving him. “You’re already so hard.” You purr. 

JJ’s eyes were still glazed over with sleep, but you sitting over him was an image that he hoped would never leave his mind. You were in short running shorts and one of his tee shirts. Your braless chest is evident through the thin material. Your hair was in a messy bun, sitting loosely on your head, and your glasses sat atop your nose, having taken your contacts out earlier that evening. 

The thin fabric of both his shorts and yours caused a delicious friction to be created as you grinded on his lap. 

“What exactly happened in this dream of yours?” 

“Um,” JJ couldn’t remember, the feeling of you on top of him in this moment was better than any dream he had ever conjured up before. “Fuck,” He hissed at you as your movements got faster. 

“Mind going blank?” Your lips curled into a devilish smile. You prized that you made him feel this way. “Well if you don’t tell me how the dream went, how am I supposed to know that to do?” 

“Fuck please just keep going.” JJ exasperates. 

“Needy are we?” You raise a brow, roaming your hands around his bare chest as you lifted your hips away from his. He groans loudly at the lack of contact, looking up at you and asking you with his steel blue eyes what the hell you were doing.

“Why’d you stop?” He whines. 

 “Too needy.” You state, kissing his lips sloppily. He holds you tight, kissing you back with a sleepy yet forceful passion. “Tell me what you want baby.” 

“You.” 

“I’m gonna need you to be a little more specific,” 

“Fuck Y/N I just need you,” 

You smile at his desperation. Looking over to the night stand, you find his bandana that he had been wearing during the day. Something clicked in your brain, and you figured that JJ was rarely the sub in the relationship, so you decided to see how far you could milk it. 

“I have an idea.” 

“Anything just do it now.” He mewls. 

“Do you trust me?” You ask him, forcing for a moment of seriousness between the two of you. 

“Of course I do,” His voice was low and full of sleep and a husky sexual desire. “What’s your idea?” 

Your devilish smirk excites him, and you lean over to take the fabric from the night stand. 

“You want me to blindfold you?” He questions you. You shake your head no. “You, wanna blindfold me?” You nod your head yes. “Oh.” 

“Would you be okay with that?” 

He is hesitant with his answer, but nods with a glint of desperate lust in his blue eyes that would soon be covered with the red patterned fabric. 

“Remember the safe word if you need it JJ” You remind him, and he nods in compliance, thinking about the first time you had ever fooled around, and you made a safeword just in case. 

Gently, you wrap the fabric around his eyes and tie a knot behind his head. 

“All good?” 

“Mhm.” He hums, still painfully hard from the dream he had and the friction you allowed him before. You take his face in your hands and lead his mouth to yours, kissing him deeply. You surprise him by grinding down on him roughly. His breath catches in his throat and he lets out a strangled moan against your mouth. “Fuck.” 

You kiss his neck, and down his tanned chest, pressing your lips against every chiseled dip and curve. His labored breathing was heavier than normal due to the fact that he was missing his sense of sight. 

“So needy,” You kissed his tip through the confines of his shorts and he lifted his hips as you pulled away. “So so needy baby boy” 

“Shut up Y/N” He grumbles, not used to you being in the dominant position. 

“So demanding for someone in your position.” You nip at the skin above his waistband before pulling his shorts down. 

JJ hisses as the cold air of the room hits his hard length. He jumps slightly as you run your fingertips along him, feeling every vein, every inch, teasing him and leaving him in near agony. You spit softly, letting it drip from your lips to his shaft, and use it to move your hand smoothly. Slow and light strokes don’t seem to please JJ for long as his hips buck eagerly. 

You pull your hand away, leaving him to wriggle for a moment. 

“Why’d you stop.” He whines. You don’t give him the satisfaction of an answer. Instead, you tease him more, kissing and licking around his dick. 

“Tell me what you want J.” 

“Fuck I want you, I need you so bad Y/N.” 

From base to tip, you lick a long, slow stripe, sucking gently at the tip when you reach it. 

“Oh my fucking-” You cut off his words by dipping your head down his shaft and bobbing at a leisurely pace. After a few minutes, JJ’s moans are enough to make you wet, so you shift and begin rubbing yourself. Rubbing lead to fingering, and fingering lead to sounds the JJ could pick up. 

“Are you,” JJ began between groans. “Are you touching yourself right now?” 

“Mhm.” You hum, mouth still on him. 

“Holy fuck that’s so fucking hot.” 

“Yeah baby?” You take your lips from his cock. “You hear how wet I am?” 

“Fuck Y/N I need you.” 

“You’ve said that plenty of times JJ tell me what you need.” 

“I need to be in you.” 

“Beg.” You demand. 

“W- what?” JJ whimpers. 

“Beg for it,” You tease him with your tongue, circling around his flaming red tip. “Tell me how much you want it, how much you need it.” 

“Fuck please I need to be in you so fucking bad.” He whines, writhing at your light touches. “Please Y/N ride me I need to feel you right now.” 

“Well,” You state as if you are pondering the matter. “Since you asked so nicely.” You roll away from his midsection and shimmy out of your soaked pajama shorts. His dick was already lubricated with your spit, so all you had to do was climb on top of him. 

His hands instantly gripped your hips tightly, holding you close to him. Sitting up, you smash your lips to his, rubbing your bare core onto his cock. You push him back down to the mattress, rolling your hips a few times before taking him in your hand and pressing his tip to your entrance. Inch my inch, you sick down onto him until you hit his base, and the tip of him brushes over your sweet spot. JJ lets out a pornographic moan as you do so, and as you continue by rolling your hip. 

“Oh my god you’re so fucking wet. Fuck you feel so good.” 

“That’s it JJ, who’s pussy makes you feel this good.”

“Shit- yours” JJ hisses, a new level of turned on by your dirty words. 

“And who’s the only one who can fuck you this good?” 

“Oh my god you Y/N, all you baby, fuck I’m so close.” 

“Shit me too,” You whine, slowing your strokes into grinds. You were surprised how worked up you have gotten from your own hand. JJ’s hand fumbles but finds your clit and starts rubbing it, wanting you to reach your high with him. You moan and lean over him, bouncing your hips. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum” JJ hitches. You reach behind his head and take the bandana off his eyes, allowing him to see once again. His eyes find yours and you rest your forehead on his as you pound your self down, slamming your pelvis to his over and over. His strong arms wrap around your waist as he spills into your tightening core. You cum undone just as he finishes, and he massages your clit to run you through the rest of your high. 

You collapse onto his chest, breathing heavily. You remain in that position for a while, with JJ still sheathed in you. 

“That was something else,” JJ admits. 

“A good something else?” You ask, previous dominant nature fading away in seconds. 

“A fucking amazing something else.” JJ reassures you. “I gotta say I dig the blindfold, but it’s your turn to wear it next time.”

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🔺Imagine that your Lucifer’s human “pet”, and he decides to do some behavioral training with you...💋🔺

LuciferxFemReader

(Mature Audiences: BDSM themes and swears, pet play/degrading/pain play)

"I don't think I told you to move!" He rocked back and forth pulling a dart from thin air. "Tsk, tsk." He sighs in a murmur as he moves the dart in his hand back and forth pinching it between his fingers looking at a spot besides your head. He squints his eyes and let his tongue hang out the corner of his mouth as he pulls his hand back.

You shut your eyes as he throws it towards you, you hear the air whiz by your ear and the sharp thunk of the dart hitting the wall. You open your eyes and he stands there, staring at you. His hands now in his pockets. You glance to your right without moving your head and see the feathery end of the dart sticking out of the wall.

"Alright, since you moved and flinched...you know what that means," he says in a singsong voice, pulling a hand out of his pocket and dancing his fingers in the air.. "On the floor." He scrunches his face and lowered his head, glancing at the floor and then your face.

He tilts his head, upon noticing you not doing what he instructed.

He points to the ground, but you don't move.

He leans back with a smug grin, the lines on his eyes moving with his squinting eyes. He raises his eyebrows and you jump a little as he takes a step towards you. Your heartbeat thumps against your chest as he takes his time walking over to you, the sound of his feet against the hardwood floor the only sound in the den. His mustard color jacket, covering his white T-shirt. His dark blue pants cuffed revealing white socks underneath his brown shoes. His dirty blond hair, pushed back, neatly, yet the ends on the side of his face, stuck out just a little.

He stops in front of you his chest close to your face, he smelled so good. The wrinkles of his shirt, grabbed your attention you wanted to look up, you did a bit, but not at his face. He flexes back his shoulders and then does a little shimmy. You can feel his eyes looking down at you with that terrifying smile of his. "Oh, so you didn't hear me?" He blinks twice and pulls the dart from the wall beside your head, you flinch again at the suddenness of this movement. But you look up at his face.

He examines the dart with an unsatisfied expression and bites on his lower lip.

"That's unfortunate...for you."

He grabs your shoulder and pushes you down, hard. Your knees buckle and your face slams into his waist, and slides down one of his legs. Your hands grab at the sides of his legs so you can push yourself off him. But he sidesteps and slams his foot down on your upper back. You let out a whine as the wind is knocked out of you, your palms clutching at the floor. You turn your face to the side, feeling the pain of your rear in the air as your knees press against your chest. You only see his other foot as he turns the one against your back as if rubbing off something from his shoe.

You let out a sound as he puts some of his weight on you "I wonder how hard I'd have to squeeze you. To pop ya like a gusher~" he chuckles as he lifts his foot, and squats down, craning his face to meet yours as he pulls on your shirt tightly, the collar of your shirt choking you. "Aren't you curious? Hmm?"

He purses his lips and scratches the side of his chin. The sound of his stubble against his fingernails, is similar to Velcro.

"Well, let's find out huh?" His face looses its smile as he pushes the palm of his hand against your back and pivots. "Ugh, I'm too old for this..." He lets out a low long sigh as he sits on top of your back, he drapes his arms over his knees and twirls the dart in one hand. His weight, pushed your lungs and rib cage against the floor. You let out a uncomfortable sound and he chuckles, each chuckle pushing against your back.

"My arnt you the comfy seat!" He rocks himself back and forth on your back as he runs his hand from the top of your head to the back, in a petting motion. His  fingers were so thick and heavy and his nails occasionally raked across your scalp. Each movement, made your knees sandwich your ribs harder.

"I just love all the whining and trembling breathes your doing, keep it up."

You feel something sharp on the space close to your tail bone. It presses itself against your bare skin, and lifts off. Over and over.

"So, let me just say. When I tell you to do something-"  You feel it press harder and longer against your skin. You try to move you back lower to the ground and he only follows, pressing harder.

"-you do it. Kay? I'm getting tired. Of you bratting it up." You feel his head nod as his body shakes. Every breath is starting to hurt . You clench you're fists and move them closer to your face.

"I want my little pet, to be trained..." he lifts the dart and the pain stops. "Oh, I haven't even gotten you a collar." He slaps his knee with his free hand and leans his head down to your face.

You beg him to get off, softly.

He sucks in his lower lip and looks at you blankly, you watch as he continues to chew on it.

"Nah." he says with head shake squinting his eyes before straightening up and moving his legs, criss cross on you. Making the uncomfortableness worse.

"As I was saying, collar...collar..." he clicks his tongue and snaps his fingers, this makes you jolt and he chuckles feeling you do so. "Well. Until I get one. Guess I gotta improvise." You feel him pivot on your back, you swear you felt your spine crack.

His legs now on either side of your body as he faces your rear. He leans over pressing one of his elbows onto your hip and tugs your shirt up revealing your lower back.

"Now. Hold still~" he cooes as he presses the top of the dart and starts sliding against your skin, cutting into your flesh. You let out a cry as you try and move your knees out from under you. He grasps your waist and squeezes it as you do. "Don't. Move." He growls tightening his grip as he continues to make slow cuts into your skin, using it like paper.

He starts to hum as you feel the sharp stinging sensation travel with the direction of the dart.

You beg him with gasping breaths to stop, you tell him this is too much. 

"I.....F....E....." he says ignoring your pleas as his dart follows with each letter, mimicking it on your backside.

"R...." he rolls the" "r" and stops moving  the dart but pushes it hard into your skin as he releases your waist. He leans over and blows chilling air on the open cuts and it stings fiercer than Hydrogen Peroxide. He lifts the dart and lets out a satisfied grunt.

"Now, it's upside down. But~" he pats the side of your rear. "At least it's on there. How great is that?!"

He shifts his weight and your able to breath better, you take a deep breath in and your body shakes as he stands off you, tears run down your cheeks as you try and press yourself up, onto yo ur hands and knees. He lets out a sharp whistle and your stop. Buckling back down into your face. You feel the top of his shoe press against your side and you let him push you sideways. Your whole body shakes. The stinging sensation worsening with each second, you disassociate in the direction of his shoes.

“Ugh. Don't tell me your broken already?" He lays down besides you and looks at your face,  amused.

You sneer and look away from his eyes but suddenly your face snaps back to his, this movement sending a pain down your neck.

"Oh, no...I still see it...you still need some behavior training." He sucks in his lower lip and let’s it drop.

" Don't try and to be tough. I know how to make people do what I want." He reaches over to you and places his thumb against your chin. "But your not a person, are you? Your my little animal. My whimpering..." he rubs his thumbs in small circles. "...potty trained, little bitch..." he giggled staring at you coldly.

"I'm going to take very good care of you, as long as you keep me entertained." He says wagging his finger in your face.

He slides his thumb up your jaw. "Whose my pretty little girl? Aww...look at you, such wet eyes..." he rubs at your tears and then slides his finger across your eyebrow. "Such a pitiful, little thing...so weak, so breakable. So fun~"

"But I'll take good care of you. Take you for walks. Have you sit on my laps during meetings...Well, I will as long as you be a good girl." His face is so comforting yet his words strike this weird feeling into your heart.

"I have to say, your my most favorite pet that my daddy's ever given me...all mine to play with, all mine to enjoy...." he smiles wide, showing his teeth.

"It's so interesting what you do to me...I just couldn't just let you go unclaimed...I hope you understand that I do this all out of love~" His smile drops as he stares into your eyes.He rolls his tongue around in his mouth. Your eyes start to droop.

You feel a series of small slaps against the side of your face. "Nuh uh, wakey wakey. I'm not finished playing with you yet..." he snaps his hands to your collar of your shirt and pulls you up as he stand up, you choke and spit escapes the corner of you mouth. He winces and lets out a Eww as he takes his jacket and rubs it against your lip.

"Disgusting. Stop that..."  He gives you a good look tilting his head before pulling you along to a throne on the other side of the room. He sits down and lets go. He pats the inside of his leg.

"Sit."

Your body trembles and you start to turn around to sit. But he grabs your wrist and turns you back around.

"Siiiiit. He sings.

"You climb into his lap. Feeling his heavy breaths against your chest as you wrap your arm around his shoulder and your knees rest on either side of his legs.

"Get comfortable..." he whispers in your ear. The chill making goosebumps travel down your body.

"My...you feel so soft and warm...and that scent of yours " he whispers as he presses the tip of his nose  against the side of your neck. You let out a soft exhale as he does this. "It's sickening..."

[consumedkings-archive]

i. too close to stars ✤ wesley brooks x elliot honeysett

words: 1.7k

prompt:  “why are you looking at me like that?” taken from this list!

rating: rated p for Pining, lmao

warnings: mentions of blood, like blood being all over ‘em, uh. lots of elliot pining. and then ruining things for herself : ) wes belongs to @risenlucifer thank u for letting me love on ur boy!!!!  (ಥ﹏ಥ)

There’s blood everywhere.

It should be troubling. It should be—the taste of it floods her mouth and she’s wrenching her shirt out in the river, soaking wet and cold down to her bones. Late Autumn light kisses her skin where the blood isn’t smeared, and Elliot’s fairly certain she’s gotten a most of it out of her hair after an unfortunate plunge into the river.

“Ugh,” she says, dropping her shirt on the ground and wiping the back of her hand across her cheek. “I’ve got it in my mouth.”

Beside her, Wes laughs—the kind of laugh that’s a little hysterical, like they didn’t just plunge someone’s poor jeep into the river after barely scraping out of one of the Cult’s outposts with their lives nearly untangled. Nearly undone. Nearly—

“You’re gonna make it worse,” he tells her, hoisting himself to his feet and closing the little bit of distance between them. “Stop scrubbing. Give me the shirt.”

“I just got the blood out of it.”

“Honeysett,” Wes chides, and she huffs, holding the wet shirt out to him. He takes it, flicking some of the water out of it before he starts using it to mop the dried blood off of her face, one hand holding her jaw while the other works diligently.

This close, she’s reminded—painfully—of how handsome he is. His brows furrow at the center of his forehead, and then smooth out; the corners of his mouth tick upward in a smile whenever their eyes happen to meet, while she stands obediently by and lets him fuss over her.

Too handsome, she thinks, almost bitterly, eyes flickering down to the cupid’s bow of his lips for a second. For a place like Hope County. What’s a guy like him doing here, anyway?

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

His voice jolts her out of her thoughts, and she feels the flush immediately crawling up her neck and into her cheeks. Wes arches a brow, lofty and casual, despite the way his words are a clear call-out of her gazing.

“I’m-I-I’m not,” Elliot manages out. Fuck fuck fuck fuck get it together Honeysett, fuck, come on.

Wes hums. “You’re not?”

“L—” She feels her lip pout a little. He’s teasing her, she realizes too late, drawing a nervous little laugh out of her. “I’m not looking, I’m just—I can’t move my head, you know, your hand and—”

“Uh-huh.”

“—and you’re making fun of me,” she finishes after a second, watching the way the corner of his mouth ticks upward, his eyes glittering playfully. “Aren’t you?”

There’s something a little rueful about his expression. He finishes mopping the blood off of one side of her neck, his hand steady on the juncture between her shoulder and neck, calloused fingers spreading warm against her skin. She’d long ago shucked her deputy’s shirt in favor of something that didn’t restrict her with buttons, but now there’s more skin than usual available to be touched and she feels exposed.

“I’d never,” Wes replies after a moment of thoughtful respite, “make fun of you, Elliot.”

His eyes aren’t meeting hers, not quite, and she thinks it’s better like that because maybe if they were making eye contact she could be bursting into flames.

“Not true,” she protests weakly, watching him wring the wet cotton out, rivulets of rusty red sprinting down his forearm. “You make fun of me all the time.”

“I poke fun at you.” He lifts his chin a little in defiance of her assertion. “That’s not the same.”

And now he flashes her an actual grin, this one with teeth, and his eyes do lock with hers and—ah, yeah. The flood of heat straight to her face makes her quickly turn away, reaching down into the river to splash her face and scrub at whatever blood might still be in her hair. He seems content with her wordless response—perhaps because she’s sure her blush can be seen from space, it’s so nuclear-hot—and leaves her to complete the look of wet dog.

It takes about ten more minutes of dunking and rubbing before she’s sure she’s got most of it out, and when she trudges back to where Wes is sitting in the sun, he’s still wearing that expression of amusement.

“What?” Elliot asks, her mouth turning into a frown. “Deputy Brooks, mind sharing with the class?”

“Just think it’s funny,” Wes replies.

“What’s funny?”

“How you were like “I’m not looking”, as you were lookin’.”

“I—” Elliot stifles a sound of frustration, which only serves to throttle the sound on its way out, making it more obvious than ever. “Listen here, buddy.”

“All ears.”

She plops onto the ground next to him, wets her lips as she tries to think about how she wants to say the thing she’s trying to say. Easier said than done, as such things often go; it’s no less difficult with Wes’ eyes on her, landing heavily, but this also isn’t new. It’s always felt heavy when he looks at her—like there’s nowhere to hide.

“I can about hear the dial tone going off in your head,” he says to her, not unkindly.

“Well, look,” she huffs, wringing water out of her hair—it’s getting long, and she’ll need to chop it soon, but for now it’s just a minor nuisance—before she shakes the water off of her hands. “Maybe I was looking.”

He blinks, like her answer isn’t what he’s expecting. “Oh?”

“Yeah.” She kicks her legs out, propped back on her hands against the soft, warm earth, the sunk Jeep shimmering beneath the surface of the deepest part of the river. All things considered, the day is a pretty one—warm enough to get doused in river water, and quiet enough that if she closes her eyes she might be able to trick herself into thinking they aren’t in a metric fuckload of danger all the time. “Maybe I was looking, and—you know, I think that’s fine.”

Wes barks out a laugh and says, “So are you gonna tell me why you were giving me the big doe eyes?”

“I was not!” Elliot snips, but she’s smiling in spite of her embarrassment. “I don’t even know how to begin giving someone doe eyes.”

“You do it all the time,” he tells her, bumping her shoulder and tilting his head to look at her. There’s a little moment where his eyes flicker, she thinks down to her mouth, and the flush crawls up her neck and into her cheeks again. “Give me doe eyes.”

“Do not,” she mumbles, fixing her gaze elsewhere. On something, anything that isn’t Wes and his eyes and his Seeing.

“Do it to Joey, too. When you want her to share her food—”

“Um, that is strategy.”

“—but I like it best,” he continues, drawing her eyes to him again, “when you give them to me.”

Ell pauses. Her chest feels a little tight, and there’s panic rising tight and hot in her throat, but it doesn’t matter in any way that counts because she doesn’t think she could look away if she wanted to. And she doesn’t.

After a second, she asks, “Why?”

Wes exhales through his nose a little. “Feels like you want something,” he says after a minute, eyes searching her face, “from me.”

It’s a bad idea, continuing down this little thread, but the self-preservation is gone and Elliot plunges on impulsively, “What if I do?”

Maybe it’s the sunlight or the feeling of coming down from an adrenaline high or the taste of blood in her mouth, but her stomach wrenches with something red-hot and cruel when Wes looks at her and says, “You’d just have to ask, Ell.”

What do I want? She doesn’t know. She doesn’t know how to say it, or how to ask, or where in her mind to go looking for the things that would make her happy—

(Except she does, she does know what she wants from Wes, because it’s not the first time she’s thought about it and certainly not the first time she’s been caught looking—)

—and it feels a little hopeless, a little dreadful, to be sitting there and thinking that she could be so close to feeling a shred of comfort if she really wanted it and being unable to follow through.

There’s not a lot of time to dwell on it, not beyond opening her mouth and feeling her brows knit together, because the sound of distant gunfire and shouting has their attentions snapping back up to the road.

The moment is broken; the magic is gone; the clock has struck midnight. Wes pulls himself to his feet and then grabs her hand to haul her up, and he says, “No rest for the wicked.”

It’s hard not to feel the stinging realization she has done herself a disservice again, that her panic and pain have paralyzed her from something that could be good, but like any poison in her body she swallows it down and she smiles.

“Especially not for a couple of sinners like us,” Elliot agrees. They set off across the field, skirting the river and climbing up the slope to where the ground turns into black tar pavement, heat radiating off of it in waves in the late afternoon heat. When she looks down the road, she can see the source of the shouting; a couple of resistance members, and Eden’s Gate stragglers, tied up in a mini shoot-out of their own.

Wes rolls his shoulders and says, “I mean it, you know,” which pulls her eyes back to him.

He’s looking at her. Of course he is—in the way that he does, making her feel seen. It’s enough to make her stomach wrench with that feeling again, and she realizes that it’s longing she’s feeling, welling inside of her, filling her up like a wineskin.

You’d just have to ask, Ell.

“I know,” she says after a moment, a little smile coming onto her face. “I believe you.”

He nods once. It’s a short gesture—a brief end to the conversation that she imagines he will now leave for her to pursue when she would like to. Wes never pushes her, not really, not in the ways that would make her shut down; this time is no different.

“Alright, Deputy Honeysett,” he announces, attention razer-focused again, “what say you we get back to work?”

“That’s Junior Deputy to you.”

“Don’t you think you deserve a promotion?”

“I’d like to refrain from taking on more responsibility, actually.”

Wes flashes her a grin, bumping her shoulder playfully with his before he sets off. And for just a little while—for just a moment—Elliot feels like everything might just be alright.

As long as he doesn’t catch her looking anymore.

[hotwing-sauce]

If you still take prompts, could you write an Evfra/Sara fic where they’re out on a mission together, but their communicator/translators fail while they’re stuck waiting for a rescue that may not come. They have to deal with deal with unspoken feelings whilst not being able to speak the same language!! Bonus points if it’s a confined space 😍 Love ur new fic btw!!!

Hell, why not. I’ll see what I can do, anon. Also, thank you. I had a lot of fun writing it, though I had some struggle with...well, all of it. Summer classes are really stressful, and when they aren’t, life is. 

If anyone else has any prompts feel free to toss them at me. No promises though.

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Ryder wasn’t sure what had happened; one minute, her and Evfra were hiking up a steep cliff, and the next she was toppling over--she fell backward, the earth shaking underneath her boots. SAM was saying something but she couldn’t hear it through the powerful groans of the earth splitting beneath her. Evfra was shouting too, clutching at her--clawing at her as she bowled him over and they were sent spiraling down into the freshly opened crevice in the earth. 

They hit the bottom with a sickening thud--or, Ryder should say--Evfra did. He’d curled around her protectively when they fell, taking the brunt of the impact. It took a minute for her to get her bearings, but when she did, Evfra was still clinging to her. His face was screwed up in pain, but when she tried to move he refused her. 

Ryder jerked back when some weird, unfamiliar sound came out of Evfra. He cracked an eye open at her in concern as she stared at him. 

“Fall must’ve fucked you up worse than I thought,” she muttered, climbing off of him. “Either that or you’re possessed or infected with some weird alien shit--no offence--and I don’t want any of that. Come on, let me see where you’re injured.”

Now it was Evfra looking at her with concern. They both stared at one another and Ryder looked him over. “SAM?” She asked. Evfra stared at her, showing no recognition of the name. “SAM?” She tried again, but got no reply. 

“Shit, comms are out. Translator must be too.” Evfra said something but she ignored it, looking up at the tall, jagged wall up above her. She narrowed her eyes--and then jumped when a hand laid itself on her shoulder. 

Evfra’s furrowed his brow at her surprise and he tried to speak again. Ryder stared at him for a second, trying to convey to him that she couldn’t understand him. He huffed. Probably thought she was fucking with him.

Ryder pressed a hand to over his mouth and watched his eyes widen in offended shock. She pressed her hand harder over his mouth, and then used one finger to point to his mouth, and then to her ear. She shook her head.

“Sara,” he said when she pulled her hand back. It sounded different, in his native tongue. There was a rumble to it. A powerful one that had Ryder looking away from him. God that was hot. She rubbed her hand against the back of her neck. She didn’t have time to fantasize--they had things to do. 

Ryder poked Evfra in his side when he came to stand beside her. He whipped his head to look at her and she gave a sheepish smile. She pointed at his back and then the ground. Are you okay? She tried to ask with her expression. 

Evfra just turned his head up to look at the wall. She’d take that as a yes then. They both just stared at the wall for awhile, inspecting it. The rain was pouring down into the crevice, slicking the earthen sides of the wall and making it impossible to climb. And spattering mud on them whenever it got particularly rough. 

“Alright,” Ryder murmured. She tapped her helmet in thought; and then she took it off, the glass wet and not helping her see. Stuck under her arm, she gave the wall another look. “Nothing to do here,” she muttered. “Come on, Evfra--”

An arm grabbed her and tugged her back as she tried to move further down--she turned to Evfra and he pointed up--where she had thought there was nothing but dark, now muddy earth, she could see the faintest bit of thick roots poking through. 

“Well I’ll be--you want to go up?” She asked, pointing up. Without an ounce of hesitation, Evfra was grabbing her--she yelped as she was lifted onto his shoulders. “I meant you. I meant you riding on my shoulders,” she shrieked as she swayed toward the wall. 

Evfra snorted in mild amusement at her panic and once she settled, he walked her closer to it. Ryder sank her hands into the mud, searching for a good grip on the root. She almost had it when another shake sent her sprawling back toward the ground--Evfra tried to catch her, and catch her he did. 

Except, it wasn’t in the most...innocent of positions. Her thighs were spread over his impressively large chest, and her head was tucked close to his, nose brushing his jaw in a way too intimate for comrades. Were they comrades? 

Evfra wasn’t moving. His arms were once more latched around Ryder, eyes squinting in pain once again. He must’ve been injured--and without thought he’d overextended himself. 

“I am going to have to drag your ass out of here, won’t I,” Ryder said with a sigh. She didn’t sit up just yet. If you took away her armor, this felt particularly comfortable. Evfra’s chest rose and fell evenly with each breath and rain slammed against the earth around them. It wet her hair and slid down the back of her suit, sending a shiver down her back. Her helmet had rolled away in the fall. 

Evfra looked at her when she shuddered and without a second thought, he brought the bottom of his rofjinn up and over her head, shoving her face against his chest. Her head was surprisingly dry under it--but she wasn’t scared of a little rain. Evfra had given her a prime opportunity to be a little shit.

“Evfra,” she cooed, peeking at him from inside the rofjinn. He looked at her, snorted, and then covered her face with the rofjinn again. Ryder wiggled up and pressed her face up and out of the rofjinn so that the cloth was tight around the two of them. Evfra looked scandalised. “I’m not afraid of the rain. What’s this about anyway? I’m not going to catch a cold--”

“Sara,” Evfra barked, tugging on her hair. She winced and instinctively tilted her head backward. She felt Evfra’s intake of breath more than she heard it--she was peering up at Evfra, watching as drops of rain rolled down his face, dimly lit by the comm screen on his arm that he was trying to fix.

They stared at each other for a moment--just a moment, and then they were pressing their faces close to each other, neither of them consciously aware of what they were doing. Or why they were doing it. Or how they managed to turn their faces just so, so that when their lips connected they didn’t get in the way. 

The grip on Ryder’s hair turned gentle and he cupped the back of her head. He pulled away, a question in her eyes. Ryder winked at him and he gave a huff, but dipped down to give her another kiss all the same.

“Man, I like this more than talking anyway,” Ryder said with a sigh as he turned his head away, blushing. He was fiddling with his comms again, trying not to [jump when Ryder kissed the bottom of his chin. 

[onthevirgeofdestruction]

A Whole Castle: The Tinfoil Crab

In ur family Logince au does Patton ever get into Virgil’s hair dye? Bc that’s a fic I would love to see. From Anon

Words: 3,540 Warnings: Kids playing with chemicals, bad self-image mention, food Characters: Patton, Virgil, Roman (Logan, Janus, Remus mentioned in passing) Universe: Whole Castle Genre: Found Family Fluff Additional Tags: Hair Dyeing, Nervous Children

my writing demon finally picked one up

   Patton was climbing up on the bathroom counter. His eyes were caught on Virgil’s hair dye on the top shelf and he wanted to see. He wanted pretty hair like Virgil’s and he was curious about how to do it. Pulling himself up on to the counter was difficult at his size. He had a few false starts of slipping back down when he jumped, but his hands finally got a grip on the polished granite and he pulled himself up on to the empty part of the counter in front of the cabinet. He pulled up on to his knees to reach the top shelf and pulled down a bottle with a blue fox on it curiously.

   He rubbed his eyes and tried to read the tiny text, but his vision was too blurry to make out the instructions properly. He figured he could just fill in the gaps, though. He wanted rainbow hair, so he put the bottle down and looked at the other things on the shelf. There was a bowl and a brush on the shelf, and he thought he might need those, so he pulled them down, too. He saw was an enormous bottle and cylindrical container of something right next to it he also pulled those down, assuming he needed them. Patton sat down on the counter and opened the big container. It was full of powder and it burned his eyes and scratched at the back of his throat so he quickly lidded it again and put it down while he fought a coughing fit that was bursting out.

   “Pat? You okay in there?” Virgil called through the door, but Patton couldn’t respond he was coughing so hard. “I’m coming in dude,” Virgil said and slowly pushed the door open. “Okay, arms up!” He said, holding up his arms to show Patton and he followed the request. Virgil patted his back lightly. “Try to breathe deep,” Virgil said softly. “You got this,” Patton settled his coughing down and made a face of disgust at the container of powder.

   “That stuff is nasty!” Patton frowned at pointed at the container.

   “Well, it is bleach, buddy, what do you expect?” Virgil raised his eyebrow at Patton and crossed his arms.

   “It is?” Patton looked incredulously at the container, picking it back up and spinning it around. “Oh,” He couldn’t make out anything that said bleach, but he trusted Virgil and it smelled awful. Virgil turned on the sink and poured a cup of water, passing it to Patton.

   “Gargle and spit it out encase you got any in your mouth, kid,” Virgil said carefully and Patton didn’t question him. Virgil filled the cup and passed him a second one to rinse out again before continuing. “So what are you doing messing with bleach powder on the bathroom counter, pipsqueak?” Virgil smiled and took the container at putting it back up on the top shelf.

   “I want hair like yours! But more colors! I wanna whole rainbow of hair,” Patton nodded resolutely and pointed at the container. “Don’t I need it?”

   “Yeah, no, dad would kill me if I let you play with chemicals like that,” Virgil shook his head. “And I don’t have a whole rainbow. I just have blue, purple, and red. Oh, and black to fix mistakes. Janus has some gold here but that’s his, we can't use it,” Virgil picked up the bottle of golden yellow off the counter and put it away.

   “But I want it,” Patton pouted with his bottom lip heavily sticking out.

   “Hey, we can still dye your hair. Dad’s not here to stop us. Hold on,” Virgil went under the sink and pulled out a disposable mask. “You got to wear this though, and we need to turn on the bathroom fan,” Virgil passed off the mask and flipped the fan on. “Do you want all three colors?”

   “Yeah! Can we get more?” Patton nodded and asked brightly.

   “Heh, if they let me get any dye at all after this it’ll be a miracle,” Virgil said under his breath while he chuckled and shook his head. “Okay, when’d you last wash your hair?”

   “Uhhh,” Patton looked away and chewed on his thumb, avoiding Virgil's gaze.

   “You’ve got to have clean hair or the dye won’t stick. Give it a quick wash while I go dig out my hair dying shirt,” Virgil pointed to the shower.

   “Do I hafta?” Patton pouted, wiggling his lower lip at Virgil.

   “It’s the only way. I’ll wash it for you, then, how about that?” Virgil offered, giving into Patton’s little pout.

   “’Kay. Be careful,” Patton nodded and scooted off the counter to hop down. Virgil turned on the water and headed out of the bathroom. He came back quickly with a stained towel and a shirt with bleach damage around the collar.

   “I will. Shirt off or it’ll feel gross and lean your head over the tub,” Virgil put down the towel and dyeing shirt on the toilet. Patton nodded and followed instructions. Virgil handed him a towel and motioned for Patton to put it on his face. Patton held it to his face and giggled, but didn’t move towards the tub. Virgil rolled his eyes and pushed him over to the tub. “It’ll only take a few minutes. We’ve got to do it again at the end, too,” Virgil warned him. Patton’s shoulder’s slumped, he really hated washing his hair, but if he only had to do it a little bit he would put up with it.

   Patton finally leaned over the tub and Virgil took down the handheld showerhead and rinsed Patton’s hair carefully, making sure to keep the water in the tub. He was very practiced at this part and worked the shampoo in quickly. He rinsed out the first shampoo and worked in a second lather. Patton made minor noises of discomfort, but he was handling it okay. Virgil ran his fingers gently across Patton’s scalp as he rinsed out the second wash and Patton relaxed. Patton’s curls were fighting each other while they were wet and Virgil had to be careful not to yank his hair and work curls apart. Virgil understood why Patton hated washing his hair so much, now. He turned off the water and took the towel from Patton to dry it off very carefully, using his nails to press in and scratch at his scalp gently in different spots instead of pulling the towel through and tugging at Patton’s hair.

   “You did great, bud,” Virgil smiled at him and Patton looked up at him with his wet lopsided curls. “Your hair will probably get darker when you get older, but it’s light enough to just dye directly. No bleach. It won’t be super vibrant, but I do want to live,” Virgil said and picked up the shirt off the toilet and passed it to Patton. Patton slid it on, and it was way too big on his tiny frame, which Virgil stifled a smile at. He patted on the towel folded up on the toilet and Patton hopped up and looked to Virgil expectantly. “So how do you want it?”

   “I want it like yours,” Patton smiled guilelessly at Virgil, pointing up at Virgil’s hair.

   “Your hair is shorter than mine, but I can work with that,” Virgil nodded and went over to the sink. He grabbed the mask for Patton and the sheets of aluminum foil from under the sink. “Mask on, kid, it smells okay but you shouldn’t be sniffing it,” Virgil held up his finger. Patton nodded excitedly and slipped the mask loops over his ears and pushed down the metal bar to fit his nose.

   “Can I have some black, too? I wanna look like your brother,” Patton looked up to Virgil who froze and looked at Patton wide-eyed.

   “… Sure,” Virgil nodded weakly and pulled out all the things he needed and snapped on some disposable gloves. He was surprised, flattered, sad, happy, and generally conflicted about that. But he was dying a kid’s hair without permission. It’s the exact right time to go ham despite weird feelings. “Do you just want streaks through the top of your hair or something?”

   “Yeah!” Patton said excitedly and kicked his feet and swayed.

   “Sit still, bud, I don’t want to dye your head,” Virgil chuckled. “Okay, this will feel gross,” Virgil warned and smeared coconut oil around Patton’s hairline and on his ears. Patton shivered in displeasure but didn’t argue. Virgil grabbed a small handful of the blue from his prepped supplies and started carefully working it in. He wrapped the first part in tinfoil and moved on quickly. Sometimes Virgil blended two colors together in Patton’s hair to make a nice fade, but he also wanted to get more colors in so Patton to be excited about. He slid the black around the edges and in the back, sometimes blending color with the black to fade as well, trying to do something similar to how his hair was done. Eventually, all of Patton’s curls were folded up in tinfoil.

   “All right, pipsqueak, we’ve got to kill an hour while it sets. Do you want to watch some TV?” Virgil asked, stepping back and pulling off his gloves to toss in the trash.

   “Can we wipe off the coconut oil?” Patton pulled his lips to the side and looked up to a piece of tinfoil on his forehead.

   “It’s better if we don’t, sorry. You can take off the mask, though. Let’s watch Pokémon,” Virgil opened the bathroom door and motioned for Patton to exit. Patton took off the mas and threw it out before he slowly exited and looked around the hall out of habit. Seeing no one, he headed into the living room. “Sit on the floor so we don’t accentually dye the couch,” Virgil motioned and Patton plopped down on the floor. Virgil grabbed the remote and pulled his leg up under him while he sat down and leaned against the couch arm.

   Patton was quickly enthralled in the show. Virgil had been showing him the earlier seasons since Patton seemed to really enjoy the strange 90s humor, but it was absolutely the intro he was the most into. Patton started singing along with the intro as soon as the TV blared out with a declaration of wanting to be the very best. Virgil looked around carefully, double-checking that they were still home alone, and joined him in singing along. Patton beamed and swayed while he sang and leaned forward with interest despite the slow pace of the show. Patton enjoyed the current dadaist humor, but his sense of humor definitely seemed to be from decades in the past from everyone else in his age group.

   “I haven’t seen that Remus kid in a few days, where’s he been?” Virgil asked curiously while the characters ate… ‘hamburgers’. Pattom seemed amused by that.

   “His parents’re makin’ him learn violin. He doesn’t wanna play it. I dunno why they’re bein’ mean ‘bout it,” Patton pouted and looked over to Virgil with an innocent naive face.

   “Sometimes things that are bad… are forced,” Virgil said meme-wise with a small shrug. Things like not letting kids control their own hair. “If I’m not grounded, I’ll take you guys to the nice park and get some ice cream so he can do something fun. Remus strikes me as a percussion guy, and that park has those drums and bells along with the big climbing web,” Virgil smiled at him.

   “That’d be so fun!” Patton beamed back and bounced a bit, making the tinfoil bob on his head.

   “Hey, careful, don’t move your head too much,” Virgil held out his hands, not wanting the tinfoil to slip off and make a mess. 

   “Sorry,” Patton looked downcast.

   “No, it’s all good, Patty, don’t worry. Look, isn’t the dress James is in pretty?” Virgil pointed to the TV and Patton looked over and his eyes sparkled.

   “He looks like a princess!” Patton said in awe. Patton was sucked back into the TV after that. Virgil kept an eye on the time and curled up on the couch. He wasn’t sure how much trouble he’d get in for doing this, but Virgil really thought there was nothing wrong with it. He wished he could have dyed his hair at Patton’s age. Then maybe he wouldn’t have spent so long scowling at his own reflection and had something to brighten his day when he needed it the most. He enjoyed ridiculous TV antics while he curled up around his legs, sometimes worrying his lip and picking at his nails nervously.

   “Washing time,” Virgil announced at the end of the third episode and paused the TV.

   “We can come back, right?” Patton said hopefully, looking longingly at the paused screen splash.

   “Yeah. This will take longer than last time, sorry bud,” Virgil said consolingly.

   “It’s okay when you wash my hair,” Patton nodded resolutely. “It doesn’t hurt so much.”

   “Thanks,” Virgil smiled down at him and Patton scuttled like a crab off to the bathroom, feeling inspired by the Krabby in the episode splash. Virgil chuckled and shook his head, following the tinfoil crab to the bathroom. Virgil handed Patton the stained towel to put his face on and pulled a jug of vinegar out from under the sink.

   “Water will be cold this time, heads up,” Virgil said in warning. Patton nodded into the towel at the edge of the tub and Virgil slipped on a fresh pair of gloves and started extracting tinfoil from Patton’s hair and rinsing carefully.

   The conditioning effect of the dye let Virgil’s fingers run through smoothly as he rinsed out the various colors from Patton’s hair and wiped off the coconut oil. Patton waited patiently while Virgil diligently rinsed until it was clear. Sometimes he would kick his feet or drum against the towel, but he mostly sat still. Once the water was finally rinsing nearly clear, Virgil slowly poured the vinegar over Patton’s dyed hair and rinsed it out. Patton made a noise of disgust at the smell, but it cleared quickly. Virgil peeled the towel from Patton’s hands carefully and stared drying it off. He did the same method from earlier to keep the curls from snagging, though his hair was much more pliable this time around with added moisture.

   Once Patton’s hair was damp instead of dry, he folded the towel vertically and laid it over Patton’s shoulders and pushed him over to the mirror.

   “Well?” Virgil asked as Patton’s face popped up in the mirror. Patton shrieked in delight and Virgil had to cover his ears and flinched. “Let’s not yell in the tiny room,” Virgil hissed and snapped next to his ear.

   “Sorry!” Patton whispered and shrank back, looking concerned.

   “It’s okay. Does that mean you like it?” Virgil asked nervously, picking at his nails again. “Did I do a bad job?” Virgil looked at Patton's hair and chewed his lip.

   “No! No, no, no! I love it, I love it, I love it!” Patton announced so quickly his words blurred together and bounced up and down, the now very colorful hair flopping around with him.

   “Oh… okay. Cool,” Virgil sighed in relief. “Let’s get back to Pokémon, yeah?” Virgil asked quietly and Patton nodded excitedly and bust out of the bathroom, literally jumping for joy while he headed to the living room. Virgil quickly cleaned up behind them, trashing the tinfoil and putting away all the of dyeing supplies.

   Patton was already sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and spiritedly vibrating and jiggling in delight when Virgil came back out. He hadn’t started back up the show, waiting for Virgil. Virgil smiled at him and sat down, starting the new episode. Patton belted out the theme again along with the singer and Virgil sighed contentedly, watching Patton’s arms flail and sway to the song. Patton was clearly ecstatic and hopefully, that was worth it. He didn’t know how long he was going to get grounded for.

   “Hello, my darlings!” Roman announced cheerily as he entered the house. Virgil swallowed and steeled himself. Roman froze when his eye’s caught Patton’s hair. He stared at is disbelievingly for a moment, even going so far as rubbing his eyes. Virgil held himself tightly and watched carefully for Roman’s reaction. “Patton… your hair is different…” Roman said curiously, coming closer to look, but still keeping a few feet of distance like Patton preferred.

   “Yup! Virge dyed it!” Patton said happily and turned to face Roman. “Isn’t it awesome?” He asked excitedly, shaking his fists in front of his chest in excitement. Roman looked curiously to Virgil who couldn’t help but flinch back when their eyes met. Roman looked back to Patton’s hair.

   “Did you pick those colors?” Roman asked curiously.

   “Yeah! But I want more colors, I wanna whole rainbow!” Patton said brightly to Roman and got up, crawling on to the couch and putting his head next to Virgil’s. “Now we look like brothers!” Patton announced happily and Virgil couldn’t help but smile a little despite his trepidation.

   “So this was your idea, Patton?” Roman stood up straight and rubbed his chin, looking amused now.

   “Uh-huh! I tried to do it myself but Virge helped me instead,” Patton nodded, still beaming in delight.

   “And that’s Virgil’s hair dye? The one with the fox on it?” Roman inquired, raising an eyebrow.

   “Yeah,” Virgil replied and swallowed. “No harsh chemicals or bleach involved,”

   “You did a marvelous job,” Roman smiled. “You look fantastic, Patton. Just like Virgil’s little brother,” Roman got a little choked up and Virgil rolled his eyes dramatically. It took Patton a second to process but he squeaked in delight and shimmied on the spot.

   “You promise?” Patton nearly yelled in excitement.

   “I promise,” Roman drew an ‘x’ over his heart and smiled at them. Virgil looked up to Roman curiously, not sure what happening. “I’ll talk to Logan, okay? You’re not in trouble, Virgil,” Roman nodded kindly at him.

   “I’m… I’m not?” Virgil asked doubtingly, sitting up a little.

   “Why would Virge be in trouble?” Patton furrowed his eyebrows and looked between the two.

   “He did something he probably shouldn’t have and didn’t discuss it with us first,” Roman said plainly.

   “It’s something I really believe in,” Virgil said seriously. “I think it’s a good thing,” He added, shooting a glance at Patton who was still buzzing with zeal despite the confusion. Roman hummed in agreement and shrugged lightly.

   “I think I have to agree, but Logan might need some assistance,” Roman mused, rubbing his chin.

   “Huh?” Patton stared at Virgil curiously.

   “You think if I help with dinner it’ll help?” Virgil asked, much more weakly.

   “It couldn’t hurt,” Roman shrugged lightly.

   “Okay,” Virgil hopped up from the couch. “Pat, how do you feel about chicken alfredo?” He asked as he walked towards the kitchen. He was kind of hoping one of Logan’s favourites would help. Just getting Logan to let Virgil dye his hair was an event, and Virgil was years older than Patton is right now.

   “I love chicken alfredo! Can I help?” Patton asked brightly, also jumping off the couch and following behind Virgil.

   “You can help but no doing anything without me telling you to,” Virgil held up a finger. He didn’t need another cup of lemon juice incident. Or the pile of pepper incident. Or that complete debacle with the mac and cheese. Roman followed them into the kitchen and sat at the table, watching Virgil pull things out. He leaned against his arm and grinned while Virgil nervously got things ready to cook.

   “Logan loves you, Virgil, he’ll forgive you,” Roman said softly and Virgil paused.

   “I’m holding you to that,” Virgil said pointedly. “You’ll help me make the sauce, right?”

   “Of course, my little dark umbra, I assumed I would. I’ll help keep an eye on the master chef, too,” Roman chuckled at Patton who was now playing with a dry noodle. Virgil smiled weakly and nodded to Roman. Roman got up from the table and pulled Virgil into a hug, and he nervously looked up at Roman and hugged him back.

   “You really promise he'll forgive me?” Virgil asked, barely above a whisper.

   “I really promise,” Roman smiled softly. “Patton, don’t eat that dry noodle,” Roman said and Patton froze with the noodle nearly in his mouth, putting it down quickly on the counter.

   “I wasn’t gonna!” Patton shot, looking away from Roman and pulling at the big loose shirt.

   “Of course, my prince. Would you get me the parmesan out of the fridge so I can start grating it?” Roman smiled knowingly and Patton smiled and headed over to the fridge. Virgil chuckled and shook his head lightly, hoping he was never that obvious of a liar and let go of Roman to get back to preparing the water. Virgil exhaled and let go of some worry. Papa had his back. Things would be okay. He was even looking forward to going to the park. He wanted to see what Remus would put in his ice cream. That kid could eat anything.

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Little Book of Magic-chapter 7

Chapter 7

"What was Toothless attacking?" Merida asked.

"It's called a car" Sally replied "we use it to travel to places and carrying things"

"Oh don't you use horses?" Merida then added.

"Well here we don't need to since we have engines" Sally answered.

The group began to head back to Nan's house, it took a while but soon they could see the house.

"So how does this work" Hiccup asked looking at Charlie's bike. The Viking was really interested it, it was a creation he had not seen before.

"See these" Charlie said pointing at the pedals "they are called pedals, you pushed these and it makes the bike move"

As Hiccup studied the bike, they finally reached the house.

When they went inside the house, they had a discussion about the book and how to get home. After reading though the book, coming up with theories and a biscuit or two, they were all tired.

"If I brainstorm anymore tonight my brain going to burst" Charlie mourned

"Mine too" Sally agreed

"Can we just agree that a witch sent us here because it's the only thing I think can possibly have happened "Merida said stating up at the ceiling, sinking in an armchair?

"I agree with Merida, it must be a powerful being that magically brought us here" Rapunzel said while petting a sleeping Pascal on her lap.

"My question is why? Why us? And why here?" Hiccup thought aloud as Maria quietly took a picture of Olive fast asleep against a sleeping Toothless.

It was quick a while before Jack stood up and said "Look, it's obvious we're not getting any closer to figuring this out. I think we need to go outside and clear our heads. Who's with me?"

Everyone raised their hands instantly; after all it was better than rattling their brains and getting nowhere.

As soon as Ollie was awake and they grabbing some water, the Collins kids and The Big Four walked through the woods. Maria told their new friends about a river nearby and thought it would be a nice spot plus it was known to be good for fishing, hearing this Toothless perked up.

"Hey Ollie, would you like to ride on Toothless?" Hiccup asked. He saw Oliver's face light up and he nodded with great Viking helped the little boy up onto the dragon's back.

"Hold on tight Ollie" Charlie gentle told his brother as he pushed his bike along

As they walked, Rapunzel couldn't help but be in awe of everything. Sally and Maria know Rapunzel would be like this as she found some wild flowers

"Look at the daisies, poppies and the lavender" Rapunzel said happily. "Don't you think there's lovely?"

"Yeah they're very pretty" Sally commented. Seeing Pascal looking too.

"Well because I am a being of winter, I don't have much knowledge about flowers" Jack admitted.

Pascal rolled his eyes as Rapunzel picked some flowers. Merida was enjoying climbing over the overgrown roots and she spotted something glistening ahead.

"Hey is that the river up there?" Merida asked pointing ahead

The girls could see a huge river when they looked through the branches.

"Yeah that's the one" Sally replied and then an idea came to her "Hey last one there has to eat regurgitated fish".

Instantly, the sisters ran straight to the river, Merida jumped off the root she was on and quickly followed them. Rapunzel giggled as she ran, she'd never be in a race so she was excited to be part of one.

"Hey, we're not ready" Hiccup cried to them. He jumped on Toothless back, held on tight to Oliver and they joined the chased.

"Hey, don't leave me" Charlie called watching his brother, Hiccup and Toothless getting further away, he quickly climbed onto his bike and pedalled as fast as he could.

Maria had just passed her sister when something suddenly appeared in front of them. The girls stopped and realised it was Jack.

"Well looks like I win" he said leaning against his staff.

"You've cheated" Merida decline before giving the winter Sprite a poke with her finger.

"Hey, no one said it was a running race" Jack replied slowly moving the redhead's finger down.

Oliver, Hiccup and Toothless had soon caught up to them. "What happened? Who won?" Hiccup asked in confidence.

"Jack cheated by flying while it was clearly a running race" Maria told him.

"Again no one said it was running race" the winter spirit repeated.

At that moment, Charlie came up behind them, puffing as he finally came to a stop.

"Well looks like Charlie is eating raw fish later" Maria said grinning.

"No Jack should, he cheated" Merida said, which it led her and Jack into an argument, it took both Rapunzel and Hiccup to calm them down before they headed to the river.

The sun hit the water which made to glisten. Toothless catching fish and eating them. Merida was showing Hiccup and the older kids how to use her bow, Jack was watching them whilst Rapunzel and Oliver were splashing in the water, not caring that she got wet.

"Now, who else wants a go?" Merida asked Maria, Sally and Charlie but they didn't see too keen on it. Seeing their faces, the Redheaded turned to the Viking "How about you, Hiccup?" She offered.

"Me?" Hiccup asked a bit shocked "I'm not that good"

"Well I'd like to see you try" Merida said and offered him her bow. Hiccup reluctantly took it and stood across from the target; Rapunzel watched and drew a bull's eye in her notebook then pinned it on a tree with one of Merida's arrows.

Hiccup could see his hand shaking as he rise to the bow; he ended up shutting his eyes and turning his head.

"You're doing it all wrong" He heard Merida saying loudly, putting her hands on her hips. "Here, let me show you" she then said more softly as she came up to him.

"First, you need to keep your eyes open, next make sure your facing the target, now relax, hold your arrow to your check, breath slowly, focus and then release" Merida explained while demonstrating how to hold the bow.

Hiccup did everything she said, his eyes focussed on the target, he breathed and release. They all watched as the arrow flew across and hit the target straight in the centre.

"I...I did it" Hiccup excited "I did it. I can't believe it. Hey Toothless, did you see that?"

They all turned to see Dragon smiling and purring to his friend with a big fish dangling from his mouth. The kids couldn't help but laugh as they watched Toothless eat.

"I've never hit anything before, well I did once" Hiccup admitted.

"What was it" Merida asked. Hiccup looked over his shoulder and moved his head and gestured towards Toothless. She turned to see

"Well with some practice, you'll be shooting with your eyes closed" Merida said, then without warning Hiccup hug her. She let out a little gasp.

"Oh ur... Sorry" Hiccup apologise when he realised what he's done and quickly pulled away.

"No it's all right" Merida said trying to reassure him even though she was still blushing, she actually didn't mind the hug.

Sally and Maria couldn't hide their smiles when they saw how embarrassed Hiccup and Merida were.

"Why are you two staring at them like that?" Charlie asked seeing his sisters excited faces.

"Charlie, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, we can only imagine like this but actually seeing it, this is extremely awesome" Maria told him quietly.

"But still shouldn't we be trying to figure out how to send them home" Charlie reminded Sally and Maria.

"Well I did look through the book a few times" Sally said pulling out the book from her bag. "It just says that only those who are blessed, with a rare kind of magic, can open the door to the lands that are believed in from one's mind"

"Like a wizard or a sorcerer?" Maria said as she flipped forward the pages.

"But where are we going to find one. Unless we search online," Charlie suggested "But that will probably just lead us to weirdoes".

"I know, we'll just have to find a different way" Sally answered him.

As the siblings searched forward through the book, Jack sat on the huge rock. He'd been looking over at them, he thought they were great kids, he knew it would be hard for them to deal with everything that had happened today.

"Hey Jack" hearing his name, he turned to see Rapunzel waving. "Why don't you come down and play" she asked as Oliver was with her splashing.

"No thanks, I'll probably freeze the whole river" Jack expected.

"Oh come on, it's fun or are you afraid of getting wet?" she teased.

"Oh is that a challenge Punz?" Jack smirked as he jumped off the rock and picked up his staff that lay against it. He had no problems freezing rivers, lakes and ponds being a winter spirit but he never tried not freezing anything. So Jack had to concentrate on controlling his powers as he stepped into the water.

"See, what I said" Rapunzel said while putting her hand on her hips.

"That I'm the most handsome man you'd ever seen in your entire life" Jack answered with a smirk.

Rapunzel eyes widen at that "No I didn't say that!"

"Oh I think you did, didn't she Ollie" Jack asked... the little boy just grinned at him.

"Oh did me" Rapunzel asked and then started splashing Jack. He return splashes her back and Oliver tried to splash both of them.

Hiccup, Merida and the kids heard their laughter and saw the dragon join in the water fight. Jack nearly fell over but caught himself by grabbing Toothless head. Toothless let out a cry at Jack's cold touch.

"Oh sorry, I guess dragons don't like the cold" Jack apologise as Toothless rubbed his nose with his paw.

Seeing this, the Viking went over to his dragon and stroke his snout "it's ok bud, its ok" Hiccup said soothingly.

"Is Toothless ok?" Oliver asked, patting the dragon who purred at the little boy.

"Yeah he'll be fine Ollie" Hiccup answered.

"I thought he'd have no problem being an over grown cat" Jack suddenly said.

At that, toothless turned to him and growled. Hiccup narrows his eyes at Jack.

"Well you should know, he's a Night Fury and they are known to be the unholy offspring of lighting and death itself" Hiccup said defending his friend.

Jack wasn't fazed by this, he laughed a bit before saying "Don't get me wrong, that's impressive but he doesn't look like he could hurt a fly"

The Night Fury growled louder while showing his teeth as Hiccup stood protecting in front on his dragon.

"Well he may not be as big or as scary as other dragons but Toothless is very powerful, also the greatest flyer out there" Hiccup said proudly.

"Compared to other dragons, I don't think he can beat someone who spend decades mastering flying" Jack grinned as he leant against his staff.

"You mean you have the wind carry you around" Sally then said. Jack turned to her the girl with the innocent smile. He knew what she said was true, so Jack just gave her a playful smirk in return.

"You're challenging us, aren't you?" Hiccup questioned.

"Well, yes I am" Jack proudly said.

"Oh you'll be sorry after you eat are dust" Hiccup said while Toothless nodded.

"Oh wow, an actual flying race, we only read something like that to actually see it will be amazing" Sally though, she couldn't hide her excitement. Maria couldn't stop grinning at the idea and let out a tiny squeal.

Maria suggested to race between the cliffs along the river, she told them when they reached the waterfall they should turn around and come back.

Rapunzel suggested using her hair but Charlie was going to draw a line in the dirt. Using a stick, he drew a line from the river to where they were standing. Merida, Rapunzel and the Collins kids sat high on the hills to watch while the boys took their places. Jack stretched to warm up as Hiccup climbed onto Toothless back and checked the dragon's tail was working.

"Ok" Sally shouted to Jack and Hiccup. "Remember, to the waterfall and back, no cheating and no frightening. Got it?"

The boys had their game faces on, ready to go. Sally quickly ran to the side and rose up her left arm up and called out "Ready?"

She waited for a moment then quickly dropped her arm down and the race was on. Sally was knocked to the ground by the force of wind. She quickly got back to watch the Sprite, Viking and dragon flying down the river. Sally couldn't fight the look of amazement from her face, she ran up to join the others.

Jack and Hiccup were neck and neck as they made a sharp turn left. The two boys had flown through more than one difficult situation than toward these cliffs, so this race was a piece of cake.

"Hey see you two at the finish line" Jack called to Hiccup and Toothless before flying passed by them. Hiccup heard Toothless groaned with annoyance.

"Don't worry, we'll win before he knows it" Hiccup said reassuringly as him and Toothless tried to catch up with Jack.

When Sally reached the others on the hill. "Did I miss anything? She asked as she sat next to her sister.

"Not yet, they've only just started" Maria said offering her some chocolate which Sally took.

"Look, there they are" Rapunzel shouted, they all got up to see where Rapunzel was pointing. They all now saw Jack, Hiccup and Toothless appear and watched them fly over the river.

The sisters were really enjoying the race; Maria ever tried to record the race on her camera she'd brought with her. Despite how he was previously feeling, Charlie was having a great time with his new friends, he grinned as his little brother and cheered.

At one point, as Hiccup and Toothless were soaring, Jack had seemed to have disappeared. They thought the winter Sprite was ahead but then they heard a whistle. The Viking and dragon looked to their right and their mouths dropped as Jack was running on the walls of the cliffs.

"Isn't he amazing" Rapunzel said looking at Jack as she watched him bounce off and quickly flow ahead.

Jack smirked triumphantly but then noticed a ledge, he dodged under it. Hiccup and Toothless were behind him and it looked as if they would crash. Merida covered her mouth as she saw Hiccup begin to stand up on Toothless back.

"What's he doing? He's going to get killed" Merida thought to herself. Just before they collided with the ledge, Hiccup jumped onto it as his dragon dove underneath. Hiccup ran across jumped off and with perfect timing, landed safely back in Toothless's saddle.

"Yes he is" Merida answered as she watched in awe as the Viking and his dragon caught up to the winter spirit.

As they reached the waterfall, Jack bounced off the wall as Hiccup and Toothless turned around and they headed back the other way.

"Come on, lets get down there before the boys reach the finish line" Sally called and she and the others began running down to the river.

When they reached the bottom, the group waited till they spotted the racers flying back. Maria pulled out her phone and pointed at the finish line.

"Here there come" Charlie said excitedly as Jack, Hiccup and Toothless came into view. They couldn't see who was in the lead, as fast as lightning Jack and Hiccup cross the finish line.

The boys skidded on the ground, all three catching their breath.

"You did a great job, bud" Hiccup said patted Toothless as he drank from the river.

"You know, I'm really impressed by you two, you're surprisingly gutsy" the winter Sprite admitted coming up to them.

"You're not bad yourself. Your manoeuvres and skills were really good" Hiccup replied, Toothless purred in agreement.

"That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen" the boys heard Sally say to her brothers and Sister, Rapunzel and Merida came up to them.

"Me too, it was, amazing" Rapunzel added" seeing you guys flying was breath-taking"

"Thank you" Jack and Hiccup said together before Jack asked "So who won?"

"Well..." Maria began as her checked the video she recorded from the finish line. After she and Sally watched it, Maria looked up to the racers and announced "Well we agree, it's a draw"

"WHAT!?" Hiccup and Jack cried out.

"Ur seems fair" Merida commented, crossing her arms

"Don't worry, it's the taking part that counts" Rapunzel said brightly with her hands behind her back.

"The taking part" the winter Sprite said clearly annoyed.

"Oh come on" Hiccup began and the two boys could not hide their displeasure as the group started walking towards the wood, and headed for home.

"So any ideas how to get us home" Jack asked Sally after for a few minutes of walking.

"I don't know, the only clear answers are to find someone who is blessed to open the portal to send you home. It said so in the book" Sally explained as she opened the book to the right page to show him.

Jack quickly looked at the page but he was just confused. "Ur... well do you know anyone that can help in this world" he asked even though he already knew the answer.

"No" Sally sighed looking to down "We don't have anything like witch or wizard in this world"

"You mean, we might be stuck here...forever" Merida said, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. The thought of never seeing her homeland, Angus, her family again. The redhead felt like crying.

"Hey, we can't think like that, hopefully we'll figure this and you'll soon be back home" Maria reassured seeing her new friends looking worried.

"That's right; it won't be that bad being here. So we shouldn't be worried" Rapunzel said as brightly as she could, even though she was thinking how devastated her mother will be now.

"But what about our family, our friends, they are probably worry sick by now" Hiccup explained thinking about his and friends back home.

The Guardians came into Jack's mind; he knew they'd probably be searching for him by now. He glanced over to Sally and found her still staring down, holding the book against her chest with both arms. Jack could see that she was upset, mostly because she felt like it was her fault that everyone was upset.

Seeing her sad, made Jack sad. He never liked seeing children sad or scared. When he ever found a sad kid, he used his power to make them smile and be happy which gave Jack an idea.

Sally couldn't think of anything except for feeling guilty, she didn't really know why but she felt responsible for everything. Her mind felt foggy and was startled a little when she felt something cold on her cheek.

The young girl noticed a few snowflakes gently falling; Sally looked up in wonder as more snow appeared. Maria, Charlie and Oliver smiled to see snow in July and Merida and Hiccup were surprised at this amazing sight, Toothless tried to eat the snowflakes, but out of them all Rapunzel was the most awestruck.

"I've never been outside when it's snowed before" Rapunzel giggled as Pascal caught a snowflake using his tongue. She began spinning as the snow got heavier, meanwhile the Collins kids began running and grabbing snow and throwing it into the air.

"Your welcome" Jack said with a smile, proud of his work. Rapunzel could have guessed it was him who'd made it snow, she'd never met anyone else that had magical powers. Seeing Jack's ice powers and even seeing him flying, made her feel better knowing there are people like her.

It wasn't just his powers or his handsome looks that she liked but also his fun mischievous personality and yet she sensed a hint of sadness in his blue eyes. Rapunzel really wanted to get to know the winter Sprite more.

A loud squeak knocked her out of her thoughts; Rapunzel turned to her shoulder and found Pascal giving her a knowing grin. The little chameleon was watching his friend looking out to Jack and guessed that she really like him.

"Pascal, I've just met him today. You can't fall in love in one day" Rapunzel said mostly saying it to her. Pascal just sighed in frustration as Jack flew up to her, holding a snowball.

"Snowball fight?" Jack asked... passing the snowball to Rapunzel as Baby Tooth joined them.

"Oh...Ur what do you mean?" She asked in confusion.

"Really? you've never heard of a snowball fight?" Jack asked her in a serious voice.

"I never been outside my tower until today" she replied shrugging. So did Pascal. Baby Tooth squeaked to the winter Sprite and said

"Ok why not show her"

"Well, it's really easy to understand" Jack began as he made another snowball in his hand "First, you make the snow into a ball, like this" he then he made it into a perfect round snowball.

"Ok, I can definitely can do that" Rapunzel said then added "Then what?"

"Then second, you find your target" Jack continue as he looked to see who will receive his snowball.

"Target? Jack, I thought it was a game" Rapunzel realising what Jack meant by target.

"It is a game, then you make your first throw" and then he spotted his target. He blew on snowball which gave it a blue glow. With a usual mysterious grin, he threw the snowball and it sailed though the air until it hit Merida squarely on the back, knocking her down.

The Scottish princess was busy trying to catch snowflakes in her mouth when she got hit. At first she was furious and knew who was to blame but then, she smiled as an overwhelming joyous and playful feeling came over her.

"I know you threw that Frost" Merida said as serious as she could even though she couldn't stop giggling.

"Sorry I didn't mean to hurt you on your back" Jack shouted over to the redhead "I was trying to hit your face"

That last part made Merida's blood boil; she grabbed some snow and marched over as she made a snowball. "You'll pay for that you imp" and with one powerful throw, her snowball was flying toward Jack but he simply step aside letting the ball pass. Merida gritted her teeth at this and watched Hiccup turn to say something and her snowball hit him on his face, knocking him over.

Merida covered her mouth at what she'd done. "Hiccup, I'm...I'm sorry, it was meant for Jack, not you" she apologised. She rarely apologises but she felt so guilty about her snowball hitting the Viking. At first, Hiccup sat up and wiped the snow off, he then began softly laughing. Merida was a bit surprised but could breathe easy, knowing Hiccup was ok.

Hiccup got up gathered some snow, made it in a snowball and shouted like his Dad "I declare war on this spot" and threw the snowball at Merida.

Then it all kicked off into a huge snowball fight. At first they all were fine throwing at each other (being extra careful with Oliver, Pascal and Baby tooth) but then it turned into girls vs. boys. Both groups make two snow walls and planned their next move.

"Ok, any plans" Jack asked as Charlie, Oliver, Hiccup, Pascal and Toothless huddled up.

"Maybe we can launch tons of snowballs all at once" Charlie suggested then sighed "Too bad we don't have anything to launch them with"

Toothless growled to get his friends attention; he then showed his tail and Hiccup caught on

"Great thinking bud" Hiccup said smiling as he and the boys began making snowballs to place on the dragon's tail fin and use it like a catapult.

On the girls team they were also planning their attack.

"What do you think they're going to do" Maria whispered to Merida. They peered over their wall to spy on the boys. Baby tooth churned and shrugged as she sat on Maria's head. They turned back to see Sally and Rapunzel were busy making lot of snowball. "Ok any ideas?" Maria asked, the girls had a moment to think, finally Merida said

"We should try an element of surprise"

"Oh, good idea" Sally replied grinning "We'll sneak behind them using the woods as cover"

"But wouldn't they notice we're gone" Rapunzel said. She had a good point. The boys would be suspicious if they all left.

"Maybe if one of us causes a distraction while the rest attack from behind" Sally told them what she planned.

"That's perfect Sis" Maria said grinning. They took a moment to decide who will be the decoy. Rapunzel said she'd do it.

As the girls quickly moved to the trees, Rapunzel spoke very loudly to get the boys attention. "Oh that's a great idea, so on the count of ten, we'll attack them right?"

The boys finished filling Toothless's tail with snow, ready to fire.

Jack smirked at what he and Pascal heard and quickly turned to the other. "Ok when we hear ten, we send our snow flying before they do" Toothless got his tail in position as they listened as Rapunzel Began counting.

"One...two...three...four..."

At the same time Sally, Maria, Merida and Baby Tooth stepped carefully so they were right behind the boys.

"Five...six...seven..."

The girls felt adrenalin rushing through them, they could hear their hearts beating in their ears, and they held their breath, waiting for the right moment.

"Eight...nine"

"Any minute" Hiccup whispered, just when they were ready to attack...

"TEN!"

The boys jumped, startled and turned, but it was too late.

The girls pounded them with snowballs. The Night Fury used his wing as a shield to protect them. Rapunzel rushed up and threw snow at the boy's backs they all gave out shouts of shock.

"You cheaters" Charlie shouted but only received a face full of snow.

"Sorry Charlie, for all's fair in love and war" Sally giggling before throwing another handful of snow, this time at Jack.

The air was full of their laughter. The snowball fight lasted an hour or two. Petty soon they all were laying on the ground, catching their breath.

"That's was so much fun" Rapunzel said looking up at the clouds.

"Well, for your first time Punz, you were really good" Jack complimented, giving her a rare gentle smile which Rapunzel returned, when he smiled at her she felt a strange fluttering feeling a strange feeling in her stomach.

"How many people can say they've played in snow during the summer" Charlie asked as he and Ollie leant against Toothless.

"Not that many" Maria said crossing her legs "unless you live where it's cold all the time"

"Well it's really cold back home, it snows for most of year and hails the rest" Hiccup said resting with his hands behind his head.

"Sounds like my home but we have more sunny days" Merida commented while grabbing her arms around her legs.

"Oh lucky you" Hiccup said sarcastically but Merida knew he mean it in good nature by his warm smile, Merida gave him a smile in return. She had to admit it, she like his smile and his beautiful green eyes and he was really cute. Merida found herself thinking these thoughts; she'd never had thoughts like these before. She'd never felt this way about anyone.

Hiccup notice Merida staring into space. "Hey are you ok" he asked and gently took her hand. Normally, Merida would have pulled it away but she didn't. There was something about his touch that seems to calm her.

"Aya, I'm fine" Merida replied and slightly squeezes his hand.

Sally and Maria shared secrets smiles; obviously they were falling for another. The Night Fury purred as he saw his best friend blushing and Jack couldn't hide his knowing. The winter sprite was enjoying being with his new friends. Back home, he didn't have any in his immortal life. Until he had become part of the guardian that he found a sense of belonging. Maybe because they were around his age that he felt like he knew them already.

Jack looked over to Rapunzel and frowned when he saw a sad look upon her face.

"Rapunzel, are you all right?" He asked softly. She said nothing for a while. She then breathed and said...

"I'm not going back"

"What!" Charlie said and the others turned to Rapunzel.

"You mean back home" Jack then spoke, he now felt worried when he watched her tugging her hair. These thoughts had been dancing in her mind for a long time; she had been unsure how to tell her friends. She glanced over to her chameleon for help; Pascal showed her a warm smile, reassuring her. Rapunzel summed up all her courage and said.

"Back home, my mother told me that the world outside the tower was a terrible place. With monsters that wanted to hurt me, I do lot of hobbies, mostly painting to past the time, but sometimes I feel a bit lonely. Of course I have Pascal and mother there but I dream of one day being outside and seeing the lights that appear on my birthday. Being here and seeing how beautiful and amazing the world is, I'm not scared anymore and I want to stay, even if it'll break my mother's heart"

The Collins kids knew what Rapunzel was talking about and why, as for the others. They were surprised, they had no idea how she felt.

Rapunzel didn't quite know how the others would react; her fears disappeared when Jack gently took her hand.

"Hey I understand, you're not the only person here who feels alone" Jack reassured her, giving her a comforting smile.

The sudden cold feeling from him made her jump; she wondered why she felt an eased by his touch.

"Us too" She heard Merida say "I want nothing more than to ride through my homelands and enjoy my freedom but my mum has plans for my fate. She wants me the marry one of the sons of are neighbouring clans, even having them compete for my hand. After showing them, I and mum argued and I ran off. I came across a witch and had her make a spell, I hoped it would change my mum, well it changed her but it wasn't what I expected. I just wanted to change my mum's mind but I change her into a bear. We had to escape and undo the spell before my dad and the other clansmen hurt her. During our journey we become closer and I was so afraid that we wouldn't find a cure. I would never forgive myself if I lost her" Merida could feel tears running down her cheeks.

Jack and Rapunzel were stunned by what they heard, especially about the bear part. Hiccup and the other knew about Merida but Hiccup didn't know she had to deal with so much. He squeezed reassuring Merida's hand.

"I do understand, back home I was the embarrassment of the village. No matter how hard I tried, no one, not even my own father had accepted me. I had a chance to prove myself when I shot down the world's most deadly dragon. I was trying to push myself to kill it when I found it but I couldn't do it, I couldn't because I felt a connection to him I knew that he was like me, I didn't want to hurt him, after that we learned a lot from each other and then...we became friends. I knew what the villages would do if they found out especially my dad, that's why I tried to keep him a secret, I don't know what I would do if I didn't know have Toothless my best friend"

Toothless softly pressed against Hiccup who hugged his dragon affectionately. Jack and Rapunzel feel sorry from him but Merida felt sorrier for the poor boy. Hearing Rapunzel, Merida and Hiccup's stories, Jack decided to tell his.

"For the longest time, I didn't know who I was. When I awoke, I was scared, and then I saw the moon and the fear disappeared. I was surprised and excited when I discovered my power but when I try to talk to people...they just went through me. They couldn't see me and I was unseen for decades. At least you had someone waiting for you, I had no one, and I didn't know if I had anyone out there. The moon told me I was meant for something but never told me what for. Years later, the Guardians were summoned to protect the children from Pitch Black, the boogieman in my world and I was told that been chosen to become a Guardian. I had no intention of joining them but after helping them and finding out about who I was. I finally found a place where I belong"

Both Hiccup and Merida were shocked by his tale. Jack seemed to be a care-free, mischievous boy but this cast him in a whole new light. Rapunzel however was not only surprised but sympathised with him, here's someone who knew what it was like to be alone. Pascal curled up beside the winter Sprite who felt real sympathy; Jack smiled to the chameleon and softly stroked his back.

The big four were so different in their personalities and stories but they had something in common they were all teenagers who wanted to change their life and follow their dreams and find happiness. That's what Sally believed too; she felt the same but couldn't think what story to tell.

"Ok now that we're told our stories, it's your turn" she heard Jack say.

"Sorry what?" She replied a bit taken aback.

"Well you know pretty much everything about us, possibly more. So we'd like to know more about you guys" Jack explained Sally, Maria and Charlie who were in silence for a moment.

"Well, it's not as that interesting as yours" Maria finally said. "We were born and raised in Liverpool for all our life, without Mum and Dad"

"Oh you haven't mentioned your Dad" Merida interrupted.

"What's he's like" Rapunzel added curiously.

At first, none of them wanted to talk about it, the three siblings whispered silently and then agreed.

"Our Dad was the kindest, funniest, the greatest Dad ever" Charlie started.

"Dad worked in a DVD shop before he joined the army and went overseas" Maria added folding her arms.

"If you had a problem or something upset you, he would be the first one to ask and always knew how to make you laugh" Sally then said. The big four could see something was wrong and they soon knew why.

"Years ago, Mum needed to go food shopping" Maria started "Mum had the three of us go but Dad said that he was feeling tried. Mum thought nothing of it and that we would be long. We kissed and hugged him and waved goodbye just like any other day". Maria could feel tears and rubbed them away, she didn't want to continue. So Sally took up the rest of the tale.

"The shopping trip was the same as usual and when we got home everything felt the same, but it wasn't, Mum told us no loud noises so as not to wake Dad but around five we wonder why he hadn't woken up yet. I decided to go up and...I tried but...but he didn't wake up"

A wave of melancholy came over everyone after hearing this. Of course the teenagers didn't know, but now they couldn't think what to say.

"I'm...I'm sorry" was all Jack could say, seeing the young girl trying to hold back her tears but still her tears fell.

"It was hard, harder from mum than anyone" Charlie said after wiping his tears "Not only to lose her true love but soon after she found out she was carrying Oliver" soon his little brother came over to him and put an arm around him

"It's ok, Charlie" Oliver told his big brother. Oliver didn't really understand what his older siblings were saying but Charlie appreciated this show of affection and hugged him back.

"I think the worst thing is that we never got to say goodbye" Maria quietly said, she heard a soft purring next to her. Looking up, she saw Toothless; he gave her a gentle lick on her cheek. It was wet and sticky; it made Maria chuckle "gross"

Rapunzel came over and gave Sally a much needed hug. "Hey, hey, it's going to be alright" she whispered softly, Sally showed Rapunzel a small smile; she did feel a lot better.

"Maybe we should head back" Hiccup suggested as he got up. They all agreed on that idea, just as they grabbed their things they heard snarling. "Toothless what it is?" The Viking asked joining the dragon as he stared with suspicion into the woods. There was nothing out of the ordinary that he could see but Sally had an uneasy feeling she had since yesterday, a feeling like they were all being watched.

"Are there monsters in these woods" Rapunzel asked nervously clutching onto Jack.

"Or a gigantic beasts like a wolves or bears" Merida suggested which didn't help Rapunzel one bit.

"Of course not, wolves and bears don't live in Wales" Maria reassured. But looking into woods she too had a feeling of unease; she quickly turned to the other and said "We should hurry back". Without looking back she and the others headed towards the path which leads home.

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Snowed in w/ Zabdi

First day of my imagine marathon wooop

*This is smut n it’s a lil nasty lol so jus a warning ✌🏽

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You’re sitting in bed with a movie playing in the background when your phone gets a text.

“Look out ur window lol”

You crawl across the covers and peer into the dark windy night. A dark figure stands at the end of your driveway and waves. You laugh as your phone begins to ring again, this time a call.

“Are we clear??” He says like someone in a spy movie. “Sí, nadie está aquí,” you answer and before you can finish, he hangs up and jumps onto the thick branch hanging off your front lawn tree.

He climbs through the branches and onto your roof. You giggle quietly and quickly open the window for him.

“Zabdiel, no ones here you could’ve walked through the door,” you exclaim and he launches himself onto your bed, a little damp from the snow.

“Yea, pero es más romántico así,” he runs a hand through his curls (um yes, he has curls in this version, okay!) and bundles up in your blankets.

“Zabdi, you’re wet you’re getting my bed cooolldd!!” You whine and fight him for the covers.

He throws pillows at you and pushes you down. Relentless, you get back up and jump onto his back, clawing at the contents in his hands.

“Okay okay!” He yells as you take it up a notch and bite into his shoulder. “Mira,” you get off of him and watch as he pulls the hoodie off his back, leaving him shirtless in your bed.

“Now you’re bed isn’t gonna get wet, AND i get to stay in the cozy covers.” He gives you a snarky look and cuddles into the corner where your bed meets the wall, piling himself with all the blankets.

You sit back in disbelief and look at the big baby. “I can’t believe that i invited you over and now you’re hogging all the room,” he shrugs from his pile and this time you throw a tube of chapstick from your pocket at him.

“Ooh, gracias, i needed some of this,” he starts putting it on and you pounce on him.

“You buG mEe” you rip the tube out of his hands and toss it aside. With him under thick covers and you seated firmly on top, you have the leverage.

You play fight him and he’s deflecting your hits by covering himself more. “Stooop” he says and you laugh. “NooO, finish what you started, cabrón,”

He resists and slowly untangles himself from under you. “Oh you’re asking for it now,” he gets serious and suddenly escapes his comfy restraints. You scream as he sits up fully and grabs your arms.

“Zabdiel nO” he cackles maniacally and you giggle, your body trying to wiggle out of his grips. But with strength and size to his advantage, he manages to pin you on your back, both arms on either side of you.

You kick your legs and he stops you by sitting gently over you. You look up and almost forget how he was shirtless.

“What are you gonna do now?” You say sarcastically, “real thought out plan,”

“Eres imposible, tú sabes?” He groans annoyingly. You laugh up at him as he looms over you.

“I mean maybe I’ll...” he looks side to side, like he’s weighing his options, his mouth curved upwards in a pensive manner. “I’ll just-” he finishes as he leans down to press his lips to yours.

You gasp a little in shock and kiss back. His grip on your wrists grow tighter and you lean up into him. You want to reach out and touch his bare chest, but you’re locked in place.

He smirks at your attempt to move and shifts himself so that instead of his legs straddled around you, yours are around him. You instinctively lock your ankles from behind him as he settles between you.

Heat rushes through your body and there’s nothing you want more. He kisses you with a force, it’s rough and sloppy, spur of the moment.

His tongue slides across your teeth briefly, teasing before it roams the depths of your mouth. He quickly changes pace, knowing how desperately you both want it faster. The cold weather making you feed off each other’s heat.

He leaves hot kisses down your jaw, sinking his teeth lightly into the skin on your neck. You lean your head back and let out a small moan. You feel him tense up as he hears you, his breathing becoming more intense.

“Zabdiel..” you whimper, arching yourself up to try and get his body closer to yours. “Touch me,” you pull at your wrists once more. “Let me touch you..”

He lingers over your lips even more devilishly than before. “Not so tough anymore are ya?” He bucks his hips into you and you clench your legs tighter around him, begging to feel anything more.

To your surprise, he lets your arms go and you use them to boost you to a seated position. Before you can do anything else, he already has you placed in his lap, almost squeezing you against him.

He kisses you slow and hard this time, building up the tension. You run your palms over his soft body and want to be closer. You pull apart from him briefly and start to yank your T-shirt off.

As it makes it over your head, he helps and tosses it to the side. He marvels at the sight of you in just a simple sports bra, and it makes you feel so loved and secure that you don’t have to be wearing your finest clothes for him to think you’re beautiful.

You lean in to kiss him tenderly, and he’s gentle this time, touching by your ribs slowly before finally slipping his fingers under the padded fabric. You shiver at his touch and melt into his shoulder.

He uses his other hand to lift your head back up. He nudges his nose to yours and slides a finger across your bottom lip. “You okay?” He ask before he keeps going.

You’re eyes are closed and you just nod quickly up and down. “Keep going,” you say and his hand squeezes a little at your chest. “I want it all,”

With that, he takes no time to help slide your bra off and lay you down on your back. The skin to skin contact brings you back to a plain sense of need. His hands hold you around your hips as he leaves a trail of kisses down to your stomach.

You hold your breath as he reaches the waist band of your shorts. Your fingers instinctively wind through his curls and you’re not even sure where to guide him.

Almost like he was reading your mind, he looks up and strokes your cheek with a brush of his pointer finger. “Tranquila,” he kisses a spot on your thigh and you hold back a small whine. “No te preocupes, i got you”

He slowly slides your shorts down, wiggling your legs out of them to help him towards the end. He teasingly kisses over the thin leftover fabric beneath you and you writhe in your place.

He stops and crawls up to meet you face to face once again. His body settles halfway on top of yours and you reach for his pants. “Come on, no puedo esperar”

You stop as his hand manages to sneak its way down and into your underwear. He grins and feels how you lift your hips up into the touch. He soothes you with a firm kiss, the overload of sensation leaving you to wrap a leg around his denim covered waist.

He hovers over you by resting low on his elbow, his hand stroking your hair gently behind your ear. With his other hand, he starts testing the water, circling his middle finger gingerly to find the perfect rhythm.

You moan out lightly and it motivates him to keep going. He swirls his finger in the same pattern for what feels like forever before he finally inches lower, dipping in to feel your wetness grow.

“Fuck..” he whispers to himself and you feel the bulge in his pants press into you. No doubt, he can play his dominant game for awhile, but you know he’s at his breaking point soon. So you edge him on the only way you know how.

You grab his hand closest to you and slowly bring it up to your mouth. He stops what he’s doing and watches you, knowing of what you’re about to do.

You lock eyes with him and slowly lick the tip of his pointer finger. He wiggles a little above you and you smirk. You follow by laying a little kiss along the length of it, licking all the way back up to the tip. You feel him get harder and keep going by slowly bringing his finger into your mouth.

You take it in to his knuckle and look up at him with lustful eyes, stopping right there in that position. He’s trying so hard not to lose it, so he tries to distract himself by finally slipping a finger into you slowly, mimicking what you were doing to him. You moan around his finger in your mouth and now you’re both under each other’s spell.

He starts moving inside you slightly, curving his finger to get to that spot he knows gets you every time. You slide his other finger out of your mouth with a pop and pull his head toward you, needing to feel his lips on yours.

He slips in one more finger and you scratch down his back. He lets out a little growl and that’s all it takes for him to pull out of you and start unbuckling his pants. This excites you and you quickly help him remove them, yanking his briefs off as well.

He kicks them to the side and sits himself between you, pulling your legs so they wrap around his back and you’re only separated through a thin cover of cloth. The hard feeling of him against where you needed him the most made you quiver.

He pushes the fabric to side and rubs at your bundle of nerves with his thumb. Your back arches off the bed and you feel him line up with your entrance.

You bite your lip in anticipation and he looks at you questioningly, waiting for the ok. You nod your head and reach down to help guide him faster.

He pushed in as slow as he could, biting on his cheek to hold himself back. The build up was always your favorite, even if you couldn’t admit it out loud, he knew. And it always paid off at the end.

You tense up as he made sure you took every last inch, the both of you letting out a deep breathe as soon as he was fully in. You clench around him and your heart beats faster at the sensation.

But before too long he’s already pulling out, starting over at his achingly slow pace. It’s passionate and tender, everything that he was. That’s how it always was.

And it was just the beginning.

It wasn’t long until the speed starting picking up. Each roll of his hips into you getting more intense, the tension built from earlier still trying to break itself up.

You squeeze him harder with your legs, bringing your hips higher to his level, making him hit a spot that pulls a scream out of you. His rhythm falters for a second and you feel him throbbing inside of you.

“That’s right, baby,” he panted in your ear, “let it all out.” The rough gravely tone to his voice was enough to get another sound from you, and enough for you to feel yourself getting wetter instantly. And apparently for him to feel too...

“Mierda-“ He filled you to the brim one more time and stopped there. “You like that, huh?” He bucked his hips a little, his dick definitely reaching something farther than it has before. You groaned from how good it hurt.

“Quieres más?” He growled and your body was electric. Every word, every touch, and movement from him was sending you closer to the edge. You were too exhausted for words so you nod coyly.

“Dimelo, amor,” he pulled back, thrusting long and unhurried. He grabbed a handful of your breast and squeezed, not helping your current trance.

“Faster,” you mustered up the energy to mumble. “Porfa- zabdiel, te necesito,” and with that he sped up once more, this time with no hesitation. It was animalistic - close to ecstasy, to be this close, to feel every part of him effect your entire body, like he was injected in your veins.

You couldn’t tell where your body ended and where his started, you were both molding together, tight grips on pieces of flesh.

He was getting more vocal, he couldn’t last maybe another minute, thank god because you weren’t gonna make it in half that time. “Come on, baby,” he urged you on. Feeling you clench tighter around him, he did everything he knew you loved. Deeper, harder, tugged lightly at your hair so your neck was exposed for him to kiss.

He managed to wiggle his other hand down between you both to play with your sweet spot a little, instantly causing your hips to buck up even more. And in instant you let out a loud airy moan, not realizing you weren’t breathing for a second.

Your body bursts with pleasure, feeling the rush of energy and heat all through your body. “Fuck- that’s it,” he talks to you soothingly, “te amo, te quier-“ you squirm under him and he collapses over you almost immediately after

He pushes in one last time as deep as he can, his warmth pulsing inside you. He moans your name against your shoulder and you brush his hair with your hand, guiding him through it, still not down from your own high yet.

He pulls out tenderly and you wince a little from the sudden emptiness. He lays himself next to you and places you slightly on top of him to hold you close. You both lay and regain your breathing patterns for a second.

He kisses your sweaty forehead and you both watch the snow pouring from outside your window. “I totally forgot it was snowing,” you laugh to break the silence and he chuckles to agree.

The flurries of snow pass under the street lamp from outside and you shiver thinking of the cold. Zabdiel grabs the pile of blankets from earlier, now pushed to the side after your sudden ruckus. He lays them on top of you both and cuddles you tight.

“I guess i have to share these now,” he playfully resists. You both continue to watch the snow fall, listening to the windy night, and lost in each other’s embrace.

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Craving You Chapter 11 part 2

Summary: Reader and Jensen share a romantic time alone in the barn after riding horses. 

A/N: Here is part two of chapter 11, please please please do not read if ur under 18, this is my first time i am attempting writing smut, i’m very nervous about it and kind of scared to see what you think. This is something totally not my craft to write, but with a few beta’s they helped with me. They are amazing. @writersaredreamers, laura at @just-another-busy-fangirl (Thank you Laura) also @secretlyfurrydragon she helped to. Thank you all who have read and keep reading your amazing. 

After my shower, I put on some shorts, a t shirt, and some riding boots of Jo’s that I borrowed. Walking out of my room, I ran into Jeff who took one look at me and held his hands up in his face like he was scared.

“Oh you better be scared mister, I’m watching you.” I took my two fingers to my eyes and then pointed to him to give him that extra unf.

I continued to walk to the living room to see Jensen sitting comfortably in the chair; he had his head resting on his fisted hand with his eyes closed. He looked so cute, I just stood there a moment to take the opportunity to thank God for him and the fact that he was mine.“You going to stand there and stare? Or are we going horseback riding?” he spoke without even looking at me, his voice’s southern drawl making goosebumps appear on my arms.I swallowed a bit.

 “How did you know I was here?” I walked over to him, standing between his legs before sliding down to my knees.He looked at me then, taking his right hand and threading his fingers in my hair to pull me in for a good morning kiss.

“Intuition baby,” he winked at me. “Ready to go riding?” He stood up and helped me up, too.I raised my eyebrows at him as we were so close our lips ghosted over each other. 

“Hmm, I’d rather ride something else.” Crap, did I say that out loud? I blushed and turned my head away so he wouldn’t see.He made me look at him and kissed me. I melted into his body and felt a huge bulge, glad to know I have that effect on him.  

After a minute, we stopped to tell Jo and Jeff bye for now and headed out back to the stables.I patted Sir Lancelot on the nose after giving him an apple. “Be good for Jensen ok?” I kissed him above his nose and patted the side of his face. “I’ll give you something extra special if you do.” I smiled at him and handed the reigns to Jensen. “You do know how to ride right?”

He gave me a smirk. “Oh I know how to ride hon, don’t worry about that.” He helped me onto my horse even though I really didn’t need help, but the way he squeezed my ass while he helped me told me that he was just flirting.  “The question is, sweetheart,” he paused as he got on Sir Lancelot, “can you ride?”

I turned back to look at him over my shoulder as I was heading out with a sly smile and wink. I gently kicked Alabaster’s sides to make him go before leaning down to his ears and whispering, “Let’s show him what we got, hm?” I sat up straight and Alabaster took the hint. We jumped a few fences, some short and some tall: all the ones that were set up out back in the ring area. After we finished, I had Alabaster trot over to where Jensen was standstill on Sir Lancelot. “Did that answer your question?” I smiled and he pulled me in for a kiss as our horses were that close.

“Hmm, nice backside there.”

I blushed, told him thank you and we went to the back side of the ranch. I showed him the views by the lake and where some good fishing was. He was impressed. I told him the story behind the ranch and how Jeff had it built for Jo, specifically for her and her obsession with horses and mermaids. All in all, it was a beautiful time we spent together until I saw rolling clouds coming close and heard distant thunder.

“We should head back, Jensen, those clouds over there don’t look so great.” I pointed to him as I climbed back on my horse.He did the same. 

“Yeah, I don’t feel like getting wet today.” He chuckled.

We made it back to the barn in time for our picnic, but not before a rain spell came down on us, soaking both us and the horses. I rolled my eyes because I knew I would have to dry them off after. I took the saddles off them, put them up and brushed them down. Jensen helped me with Sir Lancelot and we gave them both a carrot for being good today before we put them in their stalls for the night with their food. 

Jo would kill me if she came to know I gave them an apple before, but they both promised me they wouldn’t tell. Even though it was hot outside this time of year, the rain mixing with the breezes  chilled my bare shoulders. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms to get rid of the sudden chill.

Jensen noticed and came over to me, standing behind me and wrapping a blanket around me that Jo had left with with the picnic basket. “Why don’t we get you out of those wet clothes so you won’t catch a cold.” His voice was deep but seductive.

I turn to face him. “And what am I going to be wearing when I do get out of these clothes?”

He had a mischievous grin on his face, “We’ll have to take that risk,” He lent down and kissed me. I cleared my throat after the hot kiss, leading him up the ladder to the hay loft. Once there, he spread one of the blankets down for us to sit on. I sat down next to Jensen, who was  looking in the picnic basket. “Jo surely knows how to pack a lunch.”

I watched him as he went through it as if he was looking for something in particular. When he seemed to find something, he looked at me. “Want to have a little fun?”

“Fun meaning what, exactly?” I looked at him curiously.

He moved closer to me, “Do you trust me?” His lips were so dangerously close to the bottom of my ear lobe.

I felt his warm breath on my shoulder and my stomach tightened as I closed my eyes a moment. “I do.”

“Then put this on.” He held a bandanna out - where he got it from I had no idea, unless Jo had some tricks up her sleeves.“Seriously?” I made a face at him as I jerked my head back. He looked at me with sad puppy dog eyes. “Fine, this better be good Ackles.” I gave him a warning as I tied the bandanna on my eyes.

“Oh it will be, babe.”

After I tied the bandanna over my eyes, Jensen put his hand on my hip to guide me to lay down. His other hand was supporting my neck, making me feel safe. I felt him shift to where he was on my right side and I could hear his breathing pick up as mine was. My heart started to beat faster when I felt his hand flat on my hip, just below my shirt. He took both of his hands and gently walked them up my sides. The soft touches in certain areas ignited my senses and the coil in my stomach started to flutter.

Once his fingertips met my bra line, he slipped them under the confining fabric to cup my breasts. My back arched a bit as I bit my lip. I had never had anyone be this dominant to me, not letting me see them during sex. To me this was totally different and I liked this whole new feeling I was experiencing, it’s exciting. Jensen leaned down to kiss me while he massaged my breast. Every single time he pinched my nipples, the walls of my pussy clenched together. My legs tightened without control from me, but I relaxed when Jensen took my shirt and bra off at the same time. 

My right knee raised a bit out of reflex, which then he took his right hand starting from my middle giving it a gentle squeeze, before letting his hand move up my thigh, massaging it, then moving back to my hip. I wanted to squirm around to feel the sensations, but he had other things in mind.

“Relax,” he whispered to my ear, the breath on my skin shooting sensations down to my toes. “I got you, nothing is going to hurt you.” His voice was so soothing that I began to relax more. He had obviously taken his shirt off, because the chain necklace he was wearing hit my chin lightly.

My hands roamed his chest, feeling the smoothness of it, making me want to die of happiness right then and there. Jensen took my wrists to pin them above my head as he straddled me. He lent down to kiss me on my lips, then my neck and then each of my breasts. I heard him open something from the basket and then suddenly there was something wet and cold on my lips. The water from the ice cube slipped into my parted lips as I tried to suck on it. Oh My God, I thought to myself.  If he was planning what I hoped, it had always been my fantasy.

He took the cube and brushed it over my lips again, before sliding over my chin and down my neck, the water escaping. As the cube slid to each of my shoulders, making me feel the cold, my excitement built.  He then took a fresh cube and circled the tips of my nipples as he sucked the other, before switching. By now I was writhing underneath him and all I wanted was to flip him over and take control, but the heaviness of his body on mine kept me from acting. I gulped when he pinched my nipples, numb from the ice.

His lips were then on mine, an ice cube in his mouth as he kissed me, sharing the coldness between our mouths. I giggled into the kiss, my hands going around his back to pull him closer to me to deepen the kiss. The bulge in his pants was getting bigger by the minute, Jensen’s body moving above me as he kissed me. 

After enough teasing, he decided to take things to the next step. He took his hands and slid them down my waist, fingers sliding into the bands of my shorts to pull them down my legs and off. He quickly re positioned himself between my legs and began kissing me again.  

 “J-J Jense,” my breath was picking up and I wanted him right now.

“Sshh, all part of the foreplay babe. Don’t worry, I know when.” He took another ice cube and let it go over my belly, the water trailing down to my belly button. Then he takes the cube on downward, my legs are on each side of him giving him a great view of my sex.  He took another ice cube and let it slide over my belly, the water piling up in my belly button.

He moved the cube downward, my legs open to him, giving him a great view of my sex. He took the cube a little further down, letting me get used to the coldness before he slid it between my folds. I jumped and moaned at the same time at the sensation. I heard him giggle before his thumb found my clit and began to rub it in different motions, placing his other hand on my hip to hold me down.

The intense pleasure of his tongue going in and out of me, set me on fire that I took the bandanna off to look at him. This man was amazing with his tongue, ‘God Jensen, r right there.’  I moaned to let him know, he looked at me with a wicked grin.

A few seconds later he moved his mouth up to my clit and inserted a finger to replace the emptiness of his tongue. My hands grabbed the blanket tightly, as my head fell backwards. The coil in my stomach grew tighter and I done all I could to keep myself from bringing my knees to my chest as I felt a wave of pleasure come over me.  I then felt myself falling back onto the hay and my back arch,  when he inserted two more fingers. I grabbed the blankets on each side of me to stop myself from screaming too loud. 

 He knew what he was doing, and I felt like I was flying. I've never felt this before,  to be honest, never had a man go this far. What have I been missing. When he knew the time was right he let one more finger enter for a total of four, my head turned to the right with my eyes closed to feel the orgasm build.

“J- Jensen,” my breath was heavy. “I I’m about to.” I couldn’t even finish my sentence the pleasure was so close.

He raised up to look at me,, ‘sshh I know,. ‘

He stopped what he was doing and crawled up my body placing kisses along the way up to my lips. Once there the kiss was passionate, one that sent electric currents through my system. With his left hand beside my head firm in place,  he took his right to line up with my entrance. The ease of him going in was fulfilling, I wrapped my legs around his waist to let him go in deeper. His pace picked up as well as both of our breathing, we worked ourselves into a rhythmic motion that set the pace for our final climax. 

My arms were around his waist as I was on the verge of my release. “J Jensen,” i was out of breath, “I I’m about to c cum.” My hands went to his ass to push him deeper. 

“I’m right behind you babe.” 

He claimed my mouth with his lips,as he passionately rode me to my climax. The sounds of the thunderstorm intensifying outside covered the sounds of our lovemaking.

After our love making, we stayed in each other’s arms for a while listening to the rain hitting the barn roof. It was soothing and tranquil as neither one of us didn’t want to move. He was on his back with his head laying on a hay pillow he had made before. I was on his right side, my head laying on his chest where his heart was. Our limbs were all sorts of tangled, to the point you couldn’t tell where his began and mine ended. His left hand was rubbing up and down my bare arm lightly in a rhythmic motion. I’m not sure if his eyes were closed, but he was so relaxed that much I could tell. My left hand laid flat on his chest and my thumb circled in the space between his nipples. It was so relaxing until my stomach growled. We both laughed.

“I guess we should eat some lunch,’ He kissed the top of my head and we both sat up.

“I was perfectly fine where I was actually,” the blanket draped on my right shoulder exposing some skin.

He looks at me, “I was to, but our stomach’s need food if we going to do that again.” he winked at me.

I agreed and he pulled the basket over to us so we can see what Jo had packed, ‘So, tell me about your job. You never did fill me in on what you actually do.” he said as he passed me a sandwich.

I unwrapped the foil, I felt like a kid on a school field trip, “It’s nothing really, I just do the advertising part of it. I only work around a couple of people because some I just don’t feel comfortable working with. I mean take Kali for instance, she came in last month and already got a raise as well as a huge salary. That was the job I was supposed to be next in line for, I was promised by Singer himself.”

Jensen shifted a bit at the mention of Kali’s name but I didn’t think anything of it, I mean he doesn’t know her does he? Anyway I shook my head and thought nothing of it.

“So, um how well do you know the owners, what’s their name?” he took a bite of his sandwich as he asked me.

I took a drink of my soda and looked at him. “Mark Sheppard, Mark Pellegrino, and Robert Singer or Bobby as he likes to be called, hence the name of the company. Sheppard, Pellegrino, and Singer.” I smiled as I said Singers name. “They are ok, but I really know Singer the best. He’s the one who hired me, gave me a shot when no one else would. I owe him a lot,” I choked a bit remembering my past, but talking with Jensen I felt like I can open up. He’s easy to talk to. “I had just moved here to find a job, I needed a break from Texas. My life was so bad to the point I wanted to give up.”

He must have seen the tears building in my eyes, because he reached over to hold my hand, “Hey, you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to.” His voice was so soothing, I wanted him to know what he was getting into.

I smiled, “I want to, you need to know who you're dating.” I chuckled. I took a deep breath and shifted to see him better. I bit my bottom lip a bit, I felt my chest heave as I swallowed dry air. He placed his hand on mine and the feelings disappeared. “Lisa, the girl you sort of met she’s been my main problem growing up. The things she done to me, especially after my mom died, I fell into a deep depression. 

Between her and my dad’s abuse I couldn’t decipher who was worst, him or her. Every day it was something, Lisa taunted me at school. We were on the same swim team, one day I didn’t feel her come up behind me and she held me under the water for a couple of minutes. Jo saw, jumped in and punched the crap out of her. She also pushed me down the stairs and I ended up with a broken wrist, my dad was pissed because we didn’t have insurance to cover it.

Honestly, he was always drunk so he didn’t work. How we kept the house, I have no idea. Four years of her torment I received and I was done. Graduation was even worse, but it’s a long story. I went to college but troubles followed me there to, I just had to get away from Texas, so I flipped a coin and ended up in Vancouver.

Mr. Singer saw me in Starbuck’s and came over to me one day when I was looking for a job, we talked a bit and he hired me. I was like what? Why? He told me he saw the pain and anguish in my eyes and he also seen the hurt and all the struggles in them, so he wanted to give me a shot. Mr. Singer is the best man in that company, and I’d do anything for him.”

My breath hitched a bit, I felt him squeeze my hand. “Lisa was right about half the things she said, we were poor and I had to wear hand me downs. Sometimes I had to wear the same thing twice in one week, my mom was the best and I was left alone after she died. It took a lot out of me,” I look at him, “are you sure you want to get involved with someone who has a lot of baggage? I mean I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to. You can walk away now, I wouldn’t regret anything.” I sniffled as tears fell down my face.

He cupped my chin in his hands, “Babe, if I can change what you went through, I would. Hell, if I could kick Lisa’s ass I would do that to. But you are not alone, I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. No one will ever hurt you again, not if I can help it.” He had to blink a couple of times to hold back a few tears.

Jensen’s Pov

Jensen thought Hell, I was hurting her now and there was not much I could do. I had to bring down the other two to save Singers Company, to save her job, to save her. It’s killing me inside knowing what I know and can’t say anything to her about it. I knew from then on and when Y/N finds  out about me, that it was going to hurt her worse that anything else in her life. But in reality, I was falling in love with her. That was the truth, and I just hoped to God that Y/N would forgive me when she finds  out about my life and the secret I was keeping from her. She means to much to me now to lose but I have to follow my orders.

We finish with our lunch I guess you want to call it, it was around 4 in the afternoon by then. My clothes were dry and I was able to get dressed again, so did he. Occasionally, he stole kisses from me, or touched me in a way to let me know he wasn’t going anywhere, we made sure the horses were ok and taken care of before we closed the barn up for the night. We walked close together to the house, once Jo saw us she came running to me with my phone and her facial expression showed worry.

‘Hey, um you had a call while you were gone.” She handed me my phone.

I recognized the number it was work. “Who was it do you know?”

“Yeah, it was Mark Sheppard. He wants you to call him immediately, something about documents being sent to Kali.”

I looked at her confusingly, “Kali? What does he want me to send papers to her for?”

“I dunno babe. Jensen why don’t we go get dinner started hmm.”

He looks at me as if to get my permission to, “It’s ok, I’ll be in there in a moment.” I reached up and kissed him as I waited till they left and walked over to the edge of the porch and called Mark.

“{Y/N}, glad you called. I was beginning to think you didn’t take your job seriously.” His voice was deep and harsh.

“I care about my job sir, I was just told you called.” My skin crawled as he talked. “I called immediately.” I paced back and forth.  “What can I do for you sir?”

“I need you to send all your documents on the Millwright portfolio you done Friday to Kali, she needs to have your notes to be able to work the meeting tomorrow morning.”

“Wait, that is my project not hers. Why wasn’t I informed of this meeting? Where’s Mr. Singer? He promised me he would call me if anything changed.”

“Mr. Singer had a family emergency he had to deal with, you should have been here when they the company asked for a meeting to go over more ideas. It’s not my idea for you to have a break in the middle of new contracts.”

“It’s Sunday and tomorrow is Monday, Labor day. Since when do we work on Labor Day?” I was fuming at this point.

“{Y/N}, I had received a call from Mr Millwright himself this afternoon. You know good and well that when a client calls and wants us to meet with him, we do. No matter the day it is, they can call on Christmas day for all I care. We are here to make money {Y/N}, not run off and have fun. So please send Kali all your information to her email, she needs to prepare for the meeting tomorrow.”

By now I was so fuming inside I wanted to scream, “Fine, she’ll have it in a few minutes.” I hung up on him before he had a chance to say anything else. What the fucking hell? I shouted a bit to myself, that bitch better not come near me when I get back, that’s for damn sure.

Jensen and Jo heard me cussing outside and came running over to me, “{Y/N} Babe? What’s going on?” Jensen looked at me.

My face showed so much anger that he took a step back, my face was so red even Jo knew not to touch me. “{Y/N}, come on, tell me what’s wrong.” She started to get worried.

She had every right to get worried, even Jensen was to. They didn’t know what was going on, as I was pacing clenching both my fists didn’t help matters much either. “That fucking bitch stole my project,” I threw my phone out of anger and didn’t even look at where it went, right now I didn’t really care. The only thing I cared about was strangling her, and every single person who done me wrong my whole life. I can never get ahead, everytime I try this happens. I walked into the house went to my room and slammed the door. I was that pissed, nothing hurt more or like it, as it brought all the angry emotions to the forefront to the point I wanted to kill someone. Preferably Kali she deserves it as she is a backstabbing bitch and I literally hate her.

A/N: with this being a long chapter, I will be posting chapter 12 sometimes next week. It may be on Wednesday or later depending on how busy I am at work. But tell me what you think, I’m sorry I’m not a great person to write smut though i do want to learn for future stories. Thank you. 

@writersaredreamers, @secretlyfurrydragon @secretimpala67 

[frogmouthtom]

beach day with the parkers

thank you ruby for the inspo and tips!!

for the car ride you and peter bought a ton of candy and snacks 

((for the way there and back from the beach))

but you eat it all on the way there

peter accidentally playing his guilty pleasure music when he gets the aux chord

(i.e. britney spears)

“shut up! it’s really good for swinging around the city!”

aunt may reminding peter to “make sure you keep your shirt on, you know you burn easily" 

peter is all embarrassed like "aunt maaay”

when you all get out of the car she tries to rub sunscreen on his face

he squirms away blushing

(leaving a ton of white spots on his face)

so of course you rub them in

((and he lets you))

 him thinking “oh my god [y/n] is touching me”

you lie and say you have to keep ur shirt on too, just to make peter feel better

(it works)

when you actually get in the water he thinks every strand of seaweed is a sea monster and climbs on top of you like a koala bear

“i swear i felt it bite me"

“peter it’s a plant”

“it was an electric eel [y/n] i S W E A R" 

when you both get out of the water you sit on one of ur towels and share the other one wrapped around your shoulders

peter wearing a white shirt and leaving almost nothing to the imagination

hoping he wears white shirts more often

collecting cool sea shells and sea glass

peter accidentally grabbing live sand dollars 

discreetly putting them back when he’s not looking

you guys both getting a little bit burned despite aunt may’s efforts

aunt may getting flirted with by the life guard

going to the ice cream truck together

peter putting his arm around you subconsciously because he’s worried someone is going to flirt with you

peter not being able to eat his ice cream without making a mess

this boy gets his ice cream everywhere

(you wiping it off for him)

((peter blushing))

you get tired of your shirt sticking to you so you take it off

peter trying not to gawk (emphasis on the try)

((he does anyway))

peter dropping his ice cream because he’s DISTRACTED

peter taking his shirt off too bc he wants to seem cool, but getting it stuck halfway

peter ending up getting burnt like a lobster

you guys going back in the water and splashing each other a ton

accidentally swallowing lots of salt water

"peter why do you keep swimming away”

“you know what they say [y/n]… the ocean is mother nature’s toilet”

hoping you didn’t just swallow peter’s pee water

splashing him extra hard

“hey [y/n] look at this cool rock”

“thats a hermit crab”

peter screaming and dropping it with a look of horror on his face

hermit crab getting revenge and pinching his toe extra hard

peter trying not to faint

blinking back tears (he’s sensitive)

peter asking everyone if he can pet their dog

a loose puppy runs over to you guys

“aunt may can we keep him???”

“peter what did we talk about?”

with a sad look on his face “no taking the dogs home…”

hand stand competitions (though he has an advantage with his spidey agility)

you burying peter in the sand up to his neck

adding boobs just for fun

peter madly blushing “[y/n] nO sTOP MAY WILL SEE GET RID OF THEM”

aunt may flirting with the life guard more, not paying attention to you guys

but you take off the boobs just to be nice

you both smelling like salt water

sand in every crevice

peter’s hair being super volumized… and fluffy… and poofy… and curly 

peter falling asleep on you

so naturally you pile sand dollars on him

taking unflattering photos of him and showing him when he wakes up

peter waking up and being confused and sleepy

“[y/n] where are we?”

“am i still spider-man?”

“no you’re dead oooOoooOOoo”

peter getting freckles because of the sun

you teach peter to float on his back because he doesn’t know how even though he’s a freakin’ superhero

“but you’re spider-man”

“shut up [y/n]”

getting him the floaty wings just to poke fun

peter actually using the floaty wings until you make him take them off

getting really close to peter’s face because you fall a lil forward from a wave

peter floating from holding his breath because he’s distracted looking at how beautiful you are

holding him ever so lightly around his waist

and peter’s like “oh my GOD”

getting rlly tired and just like hanging on peter with your eyes closed

peter thinking you’ve fallen asleep on him

he whispers something really quietly like “should i wake [y/n] up???" 

being conflicted, commenting on how you look pretty

you open one eye and blush

"so u think im pretty, parker?”

peter’s face turning bright red “oh it’s you know, sun burn, hahaha, shoulda listened to aunt may”

he just sinks under the water

you pretend like you believe him

he pretends like he believes your pretending

((you both being kind of giddy about it)

you slip under water and grab his ankles

peter screaming because he thinks it’s an electric eel

him being really mad because it actually scared him

you say sorry and kiss him real quick on the cheek

peter wishing you scared him more often

you have a competition of the best sand castle

aunt may judges

peter being super serious about his castle

trying super hard

aunt may announcing you as the winner, mostly because she likes having you around

peter is SALTY about it and being an ass, stomping on yours because he lost

(but in good nature)

((hopes u kiss him on the cheek again to cheer him up))

instead you go out in the water and pretend to be really mad

peter following after you

“[y/n] im so sorry please forgive me”

whispering to himself "god, i’m such an idiot, why did i do that?“

you turn around and splash him right in the face, giggling

so of course he grabs you around the waist and dunks you right under the waves

you both laughing so hard that peter gets salt water up his nose

peter going down in the water at eye level and waggling his eyebrows up and down

secretly being scared the hermit crab will come back and pinch his nose or butt

so you pinch his butt just for fun

and insist it’s not you

“i think that crab is holding a grudge, better stay out of the water, right?”

a big wave crashing over you guys

peter’s swim trunks falling off

you having to go look for them while he waits in the water, literally naked and afraid

still thinks the hermit crab is going to come back

“peter, you’ve gotta let it go”

“i’m completely vulnerable right now [y/n], now is not the time to ‘let it go’”

he’s just a tiny head in the water, not moving, eyes all wide and hoping no one swims past

finally you see his shorts being used as a flag for a little kid’s sand castle

finally getting them back to peter

finally getting him out of the water

you guys walking down the beach together, and watching the wet sand squelch through your toes

aunt may yelling at you guys to not go too far out, because she wants to “keep an eye on you trouble makers”

peter rolling his eyes even though it actually gives him a nice warm feeling that she cares so much

eventually finding a volleyball net and ball

peter begging you to play, just because

him being a clumsy of player

(even though he’s a superhero?)

missing the ball when he serves

hitting him square in the face

peter going to spike it but it gets stuck on his hand

and trying to shake it off furiously

“[y/n]!! help me, it won’t come off!!”

“wow it must be hard to be a super hero”

peter sputtering to come up with a response

blushing (AGAIN)

finally getting it off

and flinging it too far by accident and hitting you in the head

peter apologizing profusely, and you just throw it back at him extra hard

(you’re still grinning like an idiot)

aunt may letting you guys stay long enough to watch the sun set

so you sit on a rock together

kind of leaning against each other

(kind of holding hands too)

peter worrying that you can hear how fast his heart is beating

you worrying that peter can hear how fast your heart it beating

him completely missing the sunset because he’s just admiring you and how the light reflects off your face

and also worrying about whether his hand feels sweaty

and how he feels so lucky to have you with him

you leaning on his shoulder and his heart almost bursts (yours too)

you guys falling asleep on each other on the ride home

getting burgers and fries (and sharing them)

((stealing all of peters fries))

“get your own [y/n]”

“sharing is caring, parker”

peter not actually caring that you’re taking his food because he thinks you’re too cute

listening to more music on the car ride home, and belting out the lyrics to your favorite songs

peter definitely playing more britney spears

(on purpose though)

aunt may gets tired of britney so you and peter share ear buds

both of you being sad you have to go home

peter probably sneaking out to visit you that night anyways

putting all the shells that you found in your room when you get home, so you can look at them and be reminded of this day

peter surprising you the next day with a necklace he made out of his shells

(for you)

both of you immediately begging aunt may to go again

[mariestherapeutics]

Anon noted: Are you still doing the drabble because if you are can I have A15 B5 with coming and can you make it ain't please

Drabble Game is Closed.

Um... since I was never given a specific member (even after posting about it), I'll just make it an optional bias scenario. <3 Hope you enjoy it nonetheless! I'm assuming you wanted angst, though??? I'll do my best.

A15. Fully clothed B5. “You can take it, just a little more… There we go, there’s my good boy/girl/person.”

Your husband did his best to support your household, working day in and day out at his job to maintain a solid income and care for you the way he felt you deserved. You appreciated his hard work and recognized his efforts, but, you just didn't care about it at the end of the day when you were stuck alone in what was supposed to be a shared bed. The sheets on his side are always cold, never a moment of warmth on his part except for the few chances he gets to see you when he stops by for power naps.

It wasn't always this way. Before he used to make quick trips back to the house from his workplace just to check up on you, to smother you in kisses and physically remind you how much you mattered to him. That was all before his promotion, and since then he's been texting excuses, all the same things.

"I'm too busy to come home on time."

"There's still a lot of work to be done."

"I need to finish this tonight, or else..."

"I swear I'll be there tonight, but it'll be real late."

It was all the same now, and you did your best to maintain positive and loving and caring like a wife should be, making him breakfast and lunch and sending him away with packed meals so he'd have something of you to remind him of your existence. It't not like you thought he'd forgotten about you, just that he doesn't even realize that he's not paying enough attention to you anymore.

You hate thinking of it like that, that you need attention, but that's what it's like in all relationships, romantic or not, and there comes a certain point where it's unacceptable. That night while he's still at work, you call his office and request for his boss to give him tomorrow off. He immediately consents when you explain how it's your anniversary and wishes you both well, promising he'll tell your husband when he can.

That night, you stay up waiting for your husband, your mind reeling as you send him texts. His replies are spaced out, as he was obviously concentrating on something else, but reactive all the same.

Wifey: come home already

Hubby: Is something wrong?

Wifey: yes, i'm dying

Hubby: DYING?!?!?

Wifey: not literally, but i'm in dire need of ur cock right now or else idk what will happen to me.

He doesn't respond to that for a few minutes and you wonder if you went too far. He's your husband, though, you tell yourself. You've had plenty conversations like this already... it's just, been a long time since the last one.

Hubby: ...honey, I'm still at work.

Wifey: I know, but u need to come home now or else i'll cum on my fingers wishing it were u

Wifey: if u don't come home soon then i'll bury my face in the boxers u wore yesterday and pretend ur here when ur not

Hubby: Babe, what I mean is you're giving me a very distracting boner. I can't work when I'm thinking of you underneath me, moaning my name and grabbing my arms.

Your insides instantly heat up at his text, turned on by his unintentionally sexy words.

Wifey: plz, i'm begging here. i want that boner inside of me

Hubby: Boss said I'm done for the night. I'm coming home right now.

"Jesus Christ, you're soaking wet." He breathes out incredulously, swiping his fingers along your clothed core. "Seriously, have you been going around with all this between your legs for the half hour I was driving home? Even longer? I can feel it through your jeans, honey."

It wasn't your fault he decided to send you those texts, saying what he fantasized about and calling you pet names; you can't stop the flow of lust that travels through your body and manifests as sweet juice.

"Please, babe, I need you right now." You whine, tugging his tie loose and ripping his shirt open forcefully, pressing your body against his on the wall, but he's just fascinated with your soaked panties it seems like, because he's still palming them, eyes wide.

"Were you really this wet for me? All from just imagining me in you?" He asks, looking you in the eye. You desperately grab his face and smash your lips against his, signaling your need and galvanizing him into grabbing your hip with his free hand. The kiss is rough, him finally reciprocating and shoving his tongue in your mouth once he flips your positions, pushing your back to the wall. "It's really hot." He says lowly, biting your lip sensually as his hand dips in your underwear now.

You cry out as his slender fingers brush your clit, making you spasm and clutch his body nearer. "So sensitive," He remarks in awe, watching you unfold before him. "I really need to fuck you more."

Besides the spike of arousal that flows into your panties from those words, you feel a twinge in your chest as you grunt back, "You do." Honestly, you could care less if he touched you ever again, but you wanted to feel him on you one more time before he disappeared in his paperwork again. You nuzzle your nose in his neck, mewling as his digits rubbed your folds and occasionally slipped in you before pulling back out to run along your clitoris.

He could tell by your tone that you were sad, and he knew that you weren't lying earlier when you texted him that you needed him. He thought he was doing what was for the best of you both, spending his time working instead of being here with you. He didn't know you were as affected by it as he was until this very moment, and suddenly all the feelings he's been holding back come rushing out.

"Honey, you're so unbelievably sexy." He growls, plunging his fingers in deep and making you cry out in shock. He thrusts them in and out brutally, making you writhe in pleasure and make your knees weak. You're grateful for the wall behind you and his body holding you firmly up, or else you might haven fallen over. "The second you told me you needed my cock I couldn't think straight, did you know?" He murmurs against your lips, sucking on them and potentially bruising you at the same time.

"A-Ahh, I--" You try to respond, only to be cut off his a sharp thrust of his fingers.

"Tonight I'll remind you how much I love you, baby, alright?" You nod frantically at his promise, wanting nothing more than his dick in your vagina already. Sharing the same necessity, he lets you help him remove his belt before pulling down his pants just enough for his delectable stiff rod to spring out. You moan at the sight of it and he picks you up, carrying you to the bedroom princess style, just like he did on your honeymoon.

Unlike your honeymoon, though, he drops you on the bed climbs on top of you with carnal lust gleaming in his eyes. He yanks down your jeans, seeming pleased to see your damp thighs and even damper underwear. "God, you are so wet." He says again, stealing some of your liquids to rub on his own sex. You watch impatiently for him to get inside you, until finally he slips the head of his cock in and doesn't stop with that.

"Aaah!" You yelp, the size too much after so long of not being touched. Even being this drenched can't save how tight your pussy was.

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey," He pauses, out of breath and nearly halfway in. You pant, fingers digging into his shirt and bunching up the fabric. "You can take it," He says encouragingly, but it sounds more like a demand and your lips part with lust. "Just a little more.." He continues his move, swallowing up your next cry out.

The slide in is smooth and without any resistance, the both of you moaning in each other's mouths once he sets a fast pace, hips slamming against yours aggressively and lips working viciously. "That's my good girl." He snarls, making your walls pulsate around him. You're not used to having something so large in it anymore, but the sensation is priceless and your eyes water a little from missing him so much.

"Oh, please don't stop!" You shout, arms switching to his hair and grabbing at the messy locks. Apparently the both of you were getting overwhelmed in the pleasure because neither of you last very long. Or maybe it was because he had managed to perfectly angle himself to rut against your sweet spot, banging it with every rough movement of his hips, or the way you constantly spasmed around him to adjust, intensifying the sensations until it became too much. "I'm going to cum." You gasp, your climax rocketing out of your system.

"Cum on my dick, baby." You moan open-mouthed, back arched high off the bed and pelvis gyrating upwards. He attaches his lips to your neck and groans the entire time he's emptying his seed into your sex, making sure to leave a dark mark in his wake. Doing your best to calm down, you inhale through your nose and exhale out your mouth, and you sleepily watch your husband lift himself up, slide out, and kiss you gently on the lips. "Honey, if you ever want to see me, just call me." He tells you sincerely. "I'm willing to come home for you at any time in the day or night to see you, for sex or not."

You feel your emotions spill out on your cheeks, a light flush and a few tears coming out. "Okay." You mumble, feeling a little bit dumb. You guess after he got promoted you never took the chance to ask him of things, always expecting him to just know. In hindsight, you realize how selfish that was of you and you hug him tightly, rolling him off of you and snuggling up to him on your side. "Okay, babe." You repeat. You're so comfortable now, relaxed and not stressed. Your consciousness begins to slip away and so does the world along with it.

"Sleep now," He whispers somewhere beside you. "I'm here."

[theamazinguchihabruhs]

Bang Crush part 5 (Final)

Also read:  part 1 , part 2, part 3  part 4

“Professor Sunray?” I looked up questionable at the teacher climbing on the lower bookshelves in order to reach the top. He turned his head and for a moment he thought he was on the ground. He lowered his head and smiled.

“Hey, Sasuke!” He made a salute gesture with one hand, it caused him to almost lose balance. He quickly held back on the wood before exhaling relieved.

“What are you doing, professor?” I asked.

“Exercising.” He turned his head back to face me,” What do you think I am doing in a library.”

“I didn’t know you could read,” I muttered.

“No, I got my Ph.D. sucking dick, but I don’t expect you to put one and one together and figure out I was being sarcastic. That level of maths seems to be above you.”

“Itai~” I felt an imaginary brick fall on my head. No, scrap that, I felt an imaginary wall fall on me. “So, you are good at sucking. I am happy for you.”

“Really…Now you are suddenly a genius with words?” Nardo looked at me,”I used to have a friend, he made quick comebacks, just like you.”

“What happened to him?” I asked, but my words got ignored. I was pretty sure he heard me because he responded to my muttering so his ears weren’t going bad.

“There it is.” He grabbed a book from the top and had to pull pretty hard to get it out. With one strong jerk, he grabbed the book. “Owh no!” his movement caused him to lose balance and he tried to regain it, but the fell backward. He screamed but I managed to catch him.

He looked at me almost shocked, but then he smiled again.

“Kohai noticed me!” He said and burst out laughing. I shook my head and let him go.

“How the…” He looked from the bookshelf back to me.

“I am stronger than I look,” I said, scratching my cheek.

“What workout do you follow?” He asked, pretty seriously. Though the only image in my head was me dragging Madara drunk body over the doorstep. Getting him up the stairs actually was a good workout.

“Owh, I don’t like that look on your face. I think a sad childhood story is coming.”

“It’s more like Saturday night,” I laughed.

“Thank you for catching me.” He said before looking at the book in his hand. His expression changed slightly.

“Wrong book?” I asked.

“Since ur this strong, can I ask for a boost or would that be inappropriate?”

“Yes, ‘that’ would be inappropriate.” I shook my head, “Of course I can lift you up, but I can also grab you a stable ladder. Which is, right there” I pointed at the ladder with wheels under it. “If you hadn’t seen that before.”

“That has been an eye-opener for me.” He scratched his cheek nervously, “so are you here to study?”

“I came to return this,” I said, holding a small plastic bag with his shirt.

“Owh, my shirt, right.” He said as I handed him the bag, though now the people who were already present watching us, now had these ‘Oh my God’ eyes. Nardo looked up and seemed to notice.

“Why am I being so loud, damn!” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Bit out of context,” I admitted. My head felt warm, “I washed it.” I added.

“How nice of you. Do you happen to still have my tie?” He asked.

“Isn’t it in the bag?” I looked in the bag, of course, it wasn’t there, it’s in my room for God’s sake. I left it there on purpose, of course. “Owh, I probably forgot to take it out of the dryer,” I said looking thoughtfully. “And tomorrow is the weekend. Hnn I have soo~ much studying to do.” I tapped my finger against my chin and turned my head around,” So much chemistry…” I muttered, knowing he heard me damn well. “Well, if you have an address, I can deliver it to you first thing tomorrow. I know how important that orange tie is to you.”

“That would be a lot of trouble for you, won’t it?” He asked sympathetically. I could see the nice-guy taking over. He is probably going to tell me that I can keep it or just bring it another time if I remember, but I couldn’t have him do that. He has to give me his address, or hotel whatever!

“No, it is my fault for forgetting it. It is just that, it takes me so long to understand chemistry with my current teacher. I mean..I understand everything you are saying because you make it sound so easy…But my current teacher, well..He gives migraines.” I looked at him.

“Why not swing by my hotel room, I can tutor you.”

“Would you do that?” I asked, “Won’t it be a drag for you?”

“Before I became a professor, I taught kids in high schools. I love being a teacher.” He put his hand on my shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze. A devilish smirk appeared on my face, before putting up my innocent face. He gave me his address.

“You are awesome, professor Sunray,” I said and used this as an excuse to hug him. I could hear him chuckle as he patted my head. He was about to say something, but then he suddenly let go,” Can you students stop giving me that perverted look!” The students turned their heads back to their books and studies. Except for this one woman, who gave a check sign with her hand towards mr. Sunray who gave her an unbelievable look.

”Ship it.” She said.

“You go to the lab,” Nardo said, his eyes still fixated on the woman. He gave her a strange look while he gave me a slight push towards the right direction.

I walked towards the lab and I could see Sakura and Suigetsu wait for me. I walked towards them before nodding.

“No waayyy~” Sakura looked amazed, “how?”

“Tie,” I said, “And I will tie him up with that same tie.” I satisfied and rather creepy look appeared in my eyes.

“Wow, I might actually be a little turned on right now.” Suigetsu joked, “At least once a week you look bangable.”

“Thank you,” I said, as I ran my hand through my hair.

“So what are you going to wear?” Sakura asked as she walked in the lab while we followed her.

“I think I will just grab an outfit from Izuna-”

“I meant under,” She had this perverted look for a mere second, “Didn’t you own some sexy undies?”

“I do..But I don’t know how to wear them.” I said, “Besides, I got them as jokes. Suigetsu bought one of them!” I pointed at him accusingly.

“Everybody laughed. It was a great gift. Also useful now, ain’t it?” Suigetsu asked.

“….I never put it on. It is like this black rope all around you..I don’t know how to get in there.”  I frowned, “maybe I should ask Izuna?”

“Or maybe you should order something very sexy.” Sakura seemed awfully amused.

“He said he liked being a teacher. Now that I think about it-”

“Sexy schoolgirl uniform! Amazing idea,” Suigetsu said.

“I was going to say white shirt with a tie and black pants.” I said, “I can put my glasses on.”

“Boring! Schoolgirl uniform was better.” Suigetsu said.

“I am with him,” Sakura commented.

“Wait fuck…Tomorrow is Saturday.” I frowned, “I promised Itachi’s boyfriend to be at home base.”

“Why?”

“Because they have a sweet ass shooting range and I could use it if I was going to help him demonstrate a few techniques for these newbies.” I threw my head back, and groaned, “I will be all sweaty and how weird would be if I brought sexy underwear with me.”

“Can’t you cancel? This is bang crush,” Sakura said.

“I know…But it would be too suspicious.”

“No, no, this is actually good. What is hotter than this fella sweating in shorts.” Suigetsu said pointing at me with his thumb, “ Sweaty Sasuke in short army pants, fishnet stockings, boots and a black tank top. Even I would turn gay.”

“Turn gay or are gay.” Sakura jokes.

“I am not sure about you, but when I sweat..I stink.”

“Don’t sweat, just be wet,” Sakura said.

“It is like 3 degrees celsius outside,” I folded my arms.

“For bang crush!” They both said.

“For bang crush!” I clenched a fist, speaking about bang crush. Seems he just arrived. I looked up and at that very moment the only thing on my mind was that I was going to bang him..I was going to bang him hard. I couldn’t surpass that smile on my face. I was so close.

“Hey, blondie, will you pay some attention?” Nardo snapped his fingers, “Yes, I can say that I am blond too.”

I turned my head to the seat next to the window, where Naruto was sitting. I saw him give this arrogant and annoyed look to Nardo. I didn’t know his kind face could even make that look.

“Am I talking to the walls or something?” Nardo asked.

“Pretty sure you were talking to Uchiha over there.” He rolled his eyes from Nardo to me. I narrowed my eyes.

“Is that so? Because it appears to me you are the one who is daydreaming.” He indicated with his head towards me. Daydreaming or planning my death? I guess the second one was more realistic. Naruto looked away and he frowned slightly.

“Owwh, do the two lovers have to sort some fight out?!” Ino said loudly.

“Pff…As if.” I leaned my head on my hand and rolled my eyes, automatically exhaling. I questioned myself what it was about Naruto that actually had made me like him. It certainly wasn’t this behavior. If he could just back off.

“Wait, hold on a sec. Dattebayo!” I turned my head to Naruto, uninterested. “Really, fucking kidding me, this is coming from the same fucked up guy that begged me to fuck him after like..Two light beers.”

My eyes widened. I have done a bunch of humiliating shit in my life, but this was by far the worst. I heard a few classmates whistling and ‘ow-ing’. All I could feel was the heartbreak in my heart and the shame. I could feel my eyes burn from the tears appearing in them. A part of me wanted to stand up and just get the fuck away from this fucking lab, this fucking class, and that fucking Naruto. It was the wisest thing to do before I would do something I regret. This was the mature way to go, even though I was furious.

 I got up and I grabbed my bag from the ground, heading for the door.

“Right, because that is what you are good at. Walking away.” Naruto said.

I remained standing not even two steps away from my seat. Yes…Today WASN’T the day I was going to do the mature thing. I threw my bag on the ground. I was going to slaughter him. I shouldn’t be the only one suffering. He should! I wanted to hit him, punch him in his pretty blue eyes, break his nose, break his bones!

“You fucker!” I shouted at Naruto while Suigetsu tried to push me back, and I didn’t mean to hurt him when my body moved on its own and kicked him in the kneecap, landing him on the ground.

“Calm down!” I got grabbed from behind and no it wasn’t some brave guy who figured he was strong enough to hold me back from severely injuring Naruto. It was Haruno fucking Sakura. I wanted to roll her over my shoulder, so she would let go of me, but she was a step ahead of me. Not sure if she predicted my move, or learned what I was capable of during Military camp. Either way, she did the right thing to stop me from going to jail for assault or even murder at this point. Which was throwing my body over the table and onto the ground. I was too angry to even think clearly of how to soften my landing. As I slid over the table I fell right on the ground, I could only remember hearing the loud sound of my head hitting the ground and the immense headache that followed. I felt my body get raised from the ground, held into somebody’s arms. I opened my eyes half, hearing the professor shout my name a couple of times. Was he scolding me? His voice was getting vague, my vision was blurred and turned black.

Oxoxxoxoxoxoxo

I was standing in the corner of a white room. For the most part, it was empty except for the mattress on the ground. I turned around and saw a door, with a small window in it. I tried opening it, but it was locked. I looked through the window inside a hallway. It seemed familiar like I have been there before, but this room..I couldn’t tell where I knew it from. I turned myself around and blinked twice seeing suddenly somebody sitting in the corner of the room. Long hair, covering the face, one big white shirt that reached the person’s knees. I could hear a repeating ‘bonk’ from the head hitting the wall at the same pace as a second from a clock.

“Hey….” I didn’t approach the person right away, “where are we?” I asked. The stranger started whispering and I frowned. I got closer until and kneeled down. It was then I could tell the person was a woman.

“What did you say?” I asked, “speak up.” I added as my hand reached for the hair fallen all over her face. I shoved it aside, it felt familiar. Too familiar. The moment I could see the eyes..Those eyes…That crazy look. I knew right away who she was. “Mom,” I said. She didn’t respond, she was hugging her knees, tighter, hitting her head harder against the wall.

“No, no, mom, don’t.” I put my hand between her head and the wall, “don’t, don’t, stop!” I grabbed her face so she was forced to look at me and stop hurting herself. “Mom, it is me. I am your little boy.” I stroked her cheeks, they were wet. Her eyes looked around, searching for something. She was muttering something, but I couldn’t tell what she was saying.

“Mommy,” I whispered. Seeing her like this…No wonder Itachi-nii never allowed me to come near the…Mental institute… I looked around me. “No….No…,” I whispered. I turned my head to the door. I got pushed to the ground and I looked up meeting her eyes.

“Die! Die! Die!” Her hands were wrapped around my throat, putting all her weight on it. I gasped for air holding her wrists. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t breathe! I pushed her off and gasped for air.

“No. Not again!” I was panting as I rolled on my side, tilting myself up from the ground. She was standing next to the door. “NOT AGAIN!” I screamed. “I can’t take it…I can’t take this ANYMORE!” I walked backward until my back hit the wall. I slit to the ground and hugged my legs tightly. I wanted to cry, I was crying, but tears weren’t rolling down my cheeks. Nothing was. The pressure in my heart didn’t get lighter. “Just kill me…Just fucking kill me already.” I whimpered as I looked up to meet her eyes, “I can’t do this…I can’t.” I hit the back of my head against the wall. I couldn’t take this pain, this sorrow, this guilt.

The door got smacked open and two guys dressed in white appeared in the room.

“Told you he was going to crack.”

“He is weak”

“Useless”

“Fucked-up.” They both grabbed me on each arm and I looked down at my wrists, I was handcuffed…But I couldn’t remember when…When did I get handcuffed? Where did my mother go?! I looked around the room, my eyes desperately trying to find her. She was nowhere to be found. I looked at my feet, they were shackled and I seemed to be wearing nothing but a long white shirt.

“My mother where is she?” I asked and turned my head to the man on the right.

“Pff..He is at it again.” He talked to his co-worker.

“Always the same story. Hey, psychopath, if you want any family visiting you, you might consider trying to kill yourself after visiting hours.”

“Family…Visiting hours?” I looked at the man on the left. “Where are you taking me? Where am I!?” I tried to fight back. “Let me go! Let me go! I am not crazy! I don’t belong here!” I shouted.

“That is what they all say.”

“I didn’t try to kill my own son!” I shouted, “I am nothing like my mother!”

“Of course you aren’t. You killed her like you killed your father like you killed that innocent man.” My eyes widened.

“I didn’t..That man wasn’t innocent! He was a stalker, obsessed freak! He killed my father, he caused my mother to become crazy!” They opened a door and threw me in a room. “I didn’t do anything wrong! It was a self-defence!” One man pinned me on the ground and gave me an injection. I screamed and tried to fight back, but I felt my body going numb. I laid on my back, looking at the dark ceiling. Everything was made out of this soft material. The floor, the walls…The roof…There was nothing in the room.

“The faster you accept it, the less painful it gets, murderer.” I turned my head to the door.

“Will you finish up?”

“Of course.” One of them left, leaving one behind. He walked up to me, kneeled next to my face.

“I am not crazy…” I whispered. I could see a devious smirk on his face before he took his cap off. My eyes widened. There he stood…The man that had ruined my entire life. The stalker, the killer, the freak.

“You are.” He said, I looked at his forehead, there was a bullet wound there. Blood dripping over his face. When did that appear? I couldn’t keep up.

“You are.” I saw my father stand behind the guy.

“No.No..” I closed my eyes and turned my head away, “This isn’t real…No..No..I am not crazy.” I bit my bottom lip.

“You are.” My eyes snapped open, seeing my mother next to me, holding a kitchen knife.

“No, no, Mommy, no! NO!”

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I saw a bright light shine in my eye and could see the silhouette of my mother. Her face was blurry, but I could see the shape of the eyes, the shape of the face and her long hair tied into a ponytail.

“NO! NO!” I screamed I got up, my head bumped into her and my hand reached for whatever my hand could grab at such short time. I held a night lamp and I smashed it on her head. She fell on the ground and I heard screaming. Everything was blurry, I could only see the color white around me. My breathing became faster. I had to flee, I had to escape from this mental institute. I tried to escape, but I got pushed down on the bed.

“Quick grab me the syringe!”

“No, don’t!”

Security was off guard by whoever was shouting. I used the opportunity to wrap my leg around his neck and push my torso, causing the man to fall on the ground. I raised my fist punching him in the face. Once. Twice..Trice. Somebody grabbed me from my back and I quickly stepped on the person’s toes before pushing my elbow in his guts and throwing him over my shoulder right against the wall. I heard glass shatter I looked down at a big piece. I managed to see myself. My bangs were fallen over my face.My face had some plasters, but I wasn’t paying attention to that. I was looking at the crazy eyes…Those crazy eyes.

I shut my eyes and grabbed that piece of glass from the ground. I stood up and I needed a moment to regain my balance. I looked up and saw the image of two blurry people, both in white, suddenly back away from the entrance. The man who held the syringe threw it on the ground, holding his hands up, just like the woman did. My grip around that piece of mirror tightened. I could feel drops of blood fall on the ground. I took one step towards the door but stopped seeing somebody appear. I couldn’t make much of it…Perhaps it was Minato? Had he sent me here? My hand tightened further around the mirror.

“Sasuke…” I looked confused. That sounded like Naruto.

“Sasuke, it’s alright.” He didn’t approach me.

“See these black thing in my hand?” I nodded. “These are your glasses. Now don’t be shocked. You are in the hospital, a medical hospital, your head hit the ground and you fainted. You have been out for like two hours.” I blinked a few times. “It is alright, you’re scared, I get that. Dattebayo.” I could see his arm reach out to me. “But I am here, and I won’t let anything happen to you. Alright?” He took a few steps closer. “Now drop the glass. You don’t need a weapon. I am here to protect you.” He said calmly ad he approached me slowly. I looked at the piece of mirror in my hand, it was covered in blood. I dropped it on the ground at the exact moment I felt Naruto’s hand on my waist. I could see him clearly now.

“Naruto.,” I whispered and he gave me his warm smile before putting the glasses on my face.

“It’s me,” He said. I smiled, I felt pathetic at this moment. “Come on, breath slowly. In…And out.” He said. I didn’t listen to him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me.

“I was so scared. I was so scared!” I repeated myself. He stroked my back. “I was at this mental institute, she was there, she wanted to kill me! They were all there! All of them!” I kept rambling on and on. I couldn’t let go of him. I didn’t want to be separated from him. I felt safe, for once. I felt safe.

“It was a dream.” He said.

“It felt so real.” My voice was soft and pathetic on so many levels. I shut my eyes and I felt him hold me tighter. “She was here, I saw her.” I could feel Naruto stiffen slightly. He opened his mouth to say something but exhaled uncomfortably.

“That wasn’t ‘her’.” I could hear from his voice that he didn’t know I was referring to my mother. I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to look behind me. My heart stopped beating when I saw Itachi-nii. I saw a broken lamp on the ground and the blood dripping from the wound on his head to his face wasn’t lying. I hurt my own brother. My body was shaking and my already heavy heart managed to become worse.

“Sasuke, breath in..And out.” I didn’t notice the hyperventilation until Naruto pointed out I had to breathe slowly in and out.

“I fucked up…,” I whispered. I couldn’t look at Itachi without feeling the guilt eat me from the inside.

“You should lay down.” I heard Itachi’s voice say. He sounded like his usual self, not angry…Or emotional. My grip around Naruto tightened again.

“You should, Sasuke. You had quite the hit on your head.” Naruto agreed.

“You…You are not going to transport me to a mental institute, are you?” I only was making it worse on me by looking at Itachi.

“Never.” He responded.

Oxoxoxoxoxoxox

“Look who woke up,” I opened my eyes and looked at Naruto. It seemed he hadn’t left my side. I couldn’t help but crack a smile. I sat up and looked around the room. Had I been dreaming? I looked at the bandage around my hand. I was disappointed, turns out it was real.

“So, Itachi had gotten the neuro scans back. You had a slight concussion, but you’re fine. Dattebayo.”

“He told you?” I asked, “How is he?”

“They had to glue it, but he is fine. A bit light headed but said because he saw my ugly face and puked twice thanks to it, Dattebayo!” He laughed, rubbing the back of his head.

“What are you doing here? Why are you trying to cheer me up? Why-”

“Because it is my fault.” He interrupted me, “I was angry. I wasn’t thinking straight and yes…This is all my fault.”

“My fucked-up mind is not your fault. It is like genetics or some shit.”

“No, what I said. It was bad, there is no way around it. It was a low blow and…I… I just still have growing up to do.”

“In my defense, it wasn’t the light beers. I hadn’t eaten all day. Also, I don’t drink that much-”

“You don’t have to defend yourself. Because honestly…I was tempted.” He had this little smug smile.

“What stopped you, my ugly face?” He cocked his head by my comment.

“No….It is because I care about you. I mean if you were a random guy I met at the bar. By all means, I would have done it in a bathroom stall.” He shook his head, “Putting that aside-”

“I want to know one thing.” I interrupted him, “Why do you care about me, so much?” He opened his mouth and I pushed my finger against his lips, “Don’t give me that ‘because we are friends’ speech or some shit. I will smack you with a nightlight. Believe me, I practiced.”

“Because…You are like a brother to me, dattebayo.” I felt ‘trolled’.

“Bitch, you don’t even have brothers. You don’t know jack shit about how a brotherly bond feels.”

“Fair enough!…I am witnessing you making the biggest mistake of your life, and yes…I don’t want you to get hurt, or regret it. I want to stop you from making that mistake. But you aren’t listening, you are never listening. So….Yes…I was pissed.”

“Pffff.” I laughed, turning my head away from Naruto before looking at him, “It sounds more like you regret something. I guess you made the wrong choice during Halloween.”

“Funny!” He said, shaking his head.

“But really Naruto. I might not have a dad to look after me, but I have five brothers. You don’t have to take that responsibility.”

“Are they taking care of you or are you taking care of them?” I was about to open my mouth to say something, “Because I recall you beating up somebody who tried to hurt Obito, carried a drunk Maddy to his room, always forgive Itachi for neglecting you, cleaning Izuna’s shit up and dealing with the terrible girlfriend choice of Shisui.”

“But I am fine, besides they do tons of things for me too. So, I will release you from your self-proclaimed daddy role.”

“Yeah, I heard from Izuna you accidently called Suké dad.”

“One time! I was sleeping! Besides, this has nothing to do with the professor,” I said. He smiled and his finger poked my cheek.

“Whatever. Go get him, tiger.” He sat back in the chair, kicking himself towards the window.

“Knock-knock.” I turned my head to the door and smiled, seeing Nardo. “How are you feeling?” He asked as he got in the room.

“Not bad, but my head hurts quite a lot.” I got on my elbows, “Aah, my mom used to give me a kiss against the pain, though I doubt it would work this time.” I put up my sweetest face.

“Owh, you poor little boy.” He approached the bed and laid the rose from the gift shop on the counter.

“You son of a bitch!” I screamed, suddenly feeling Naruto above me.

“My mother is dead! Show some respect!”I shouted.

“You son of a dead bitch! Dattebayo! Not even two seconds and you are back at it!” He shouted.

“You told me to get him. You said that 3 seconds ago!” I shouted back.

“I will punch you in that pretty face!” He shouted, “I was indicating for you to do the right thing! Which is listening to me!”

“Fuck Naruto, I thought you were just like your father, but you seem to be just like your mother!”

“It seems you’re lacking good beating from your mother!”

“Teenagers…They are the worse with oxytocin involved.” He scratched his cheek.

“You should shut up! Dattebayo!” Naruto hissed.

“Hey, don’t talk to Bang Crush like that!” I grabbed Naruto by his collar while he a gripped on mine.

“Bang…What?” Nardo looked confused

“Don’t you dare act innocent. Fucking lab coats hanging everywhere and you give this fucker your shirt?”

“I hate to break it to you, professor, but you did look at the ecchi picture.” I said, “Don’t worry. Together we will make an entire album.” I winked, but then got head bumped by Naruto.I hissed in pain.

“Keep it in your pants, bastard!” He shouted.

“Hey mate, so I heard you knocked urself out and then had PTSD moment. I figured the least I could do is visit the person who hit my boyfriend with a lamp and gets away with it.” Suké walked inside and didn’t even look around the room, “what did you get yourself into. Blondie, get the fuck off him.” with one pull he pulled Naruto off me.

“Suké? Nightsky…Suké?” Suké looked up and his expression blanked. He dropped his bag and ran to the door, though it was his bad luck Itachi just happened to block it.

“Honey, what is going on?“ Itachi asked. I could see a plaster on his head and I felt guilty again.

“Uhm..Ah..Uhm..” He turned his head back and then back at Itachi, “Remember that jackass ex of mine. Waldo the idiot. Yeah…Turns out he is Waldo.” Suké pointed behind him.

“Uhm..I am professor Sunray, but you can call me Nardo.” He said.

“Wait…Professor Sunray? Otouto, he is your bang crush.” Itachi stated.

“Ooh~ So Sasuke’s bang crush is Suké’s ex who is now Sasuke’s brother’s boyfriend. How ironic.” Naruto seemed amused.

“What in a hell is a bang crush?” Nardo looked confused and then looked back at Suké, “Why are you running away from me. I have been searching-”

“Owh, naff off!” Suké interrupted Nardo, “You married that nobody and have not one, but two brats with her. The same fucking year you begged me to come to you.”

“I have been trying to explain-”

“You promised to come back in two years, but you never did!”

“No bitch, I said I would come back when I got my bachelor….I ain’t got no bachelor because I quit the moment I hear you married-…I don’t even know her name!”

The argument heated and I Naruto sat next to me in the bed.

“Are you following this?” Naruto whispered.

“Yeah…So turns out Nardo is not over Suké, but Suké has finally moved on with niisan. But he is still angry at Nardo, for breaking his heart.” I whispered.

“I am…I am not sure what is going on.” Itachi sat on the edge of the bed. He looked from his boyfriend to…Well, his boyfriend’s ex.

“I think this is foreplay.” Naruto joked.

“Yeah definitely. Fanfiction rule. When an argument gets heated, one of them will get roughly kissed and pressed against the wall.”

“Otouto…Why didn’t you bang the bang crush…At least he would have been away from my boyfriend.”

“Yeaaahhh…..Y’know what…Now…That I know Suké has tapped that first…Well..I think the bang crush is gone.”

“Fucking finally.” Naruto turned his head towards me. I saw Suké grab Nardo by his collar.

“HEY!” Itachi raised his voice.

“I am going to punch him!” Suké said.

“Owh, alright. For a moment I thought the two of you were going to make out.” Itachi crossed his legs.

“I…I am going take that…I don’t have to return your tie no more?” I interrupted them.

“What is that brat doing with your tie?” Suké looked furious.

“Owh, jeez, I was only trying to get in his pants for a month.”

“You were what?!” Nardo looked shocked.

“My god, you really have a type.” Suké shook his head, “bang your own blond!”

“Oh well, guess we got to listen.” Naruto wrapped his arm around me.

“Get your hands off him.” I heard Itachi say.

“Right..” Naruto removed his hand and cleared his throat, “Aren’t you…Feeling a little afraid of losing Suké to Nardo?”

“Naruto, look at me. Really look at me. What do I have to fear?” Itachi asked.

“Nothing..” Naruto scratched his cheeks.

“Indeed. He hurts, he is dead. I will make sure of that. I will fake his death and I will get away with it.” Itachi didn’t seem too worried.

“Nah… Sasuke? I think I have a bang crush.” I smacked Naruto in the face.

“Fuck to the no,” I said and I heard him laugh.

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