#WOOOO that was fun. did you guys have fun too? i hope so.

[vespertin-y]

Songs From A Dead World Pt. 2: Analyzing The Euclydian Anthem

(If you missed part 1, the link'll be in the notes!)

Inputting the code FORGET THE PAST will get you some spooky music and a glitching color code. Not nearly as many layers here as last time, but still suitably ominous.

While we analyzed the lullaby line-by-line, we're going to do this one in chunks. It makes more sense that way!

TWO DIMENSIONS TO AND FRO / YOU ALWAYS (K)NOW WHICH WAY TO GO

Yeah, see, that's IMMEDIATELY weird. Humans don't exactly go around singing about the glory of being three-dimensional. And while of course there's the obvious doylist explanation of this being written *for* a three-dimensional audience...there's also quite a few interesting watsonian clues, aren't there? Obviously the third dimension existed in their universe, there were stars in it. Bill calls his mutation "rare", not unique. He also claims that talking about the third dimension was illegal - and while he's a wildly untrustworthy source, the fact that the eye test has "euclidean department of vision supervision" written on it rings a lot of alarm bells. I hope you can see now why I'm calling this their anthem and not just a really patriotic bar song or something. (Never trust the government, even if the government is made up of tiny adorable shapes in tiny adorable hats!)

IF YOU'RE LOST, DON'T BE AFRAID / IN EUCLYDIA YOU'VE GOT IT MADE

This is pretty normal patriotic bragging for this sort of thing, although maybe a little more condescending than usual.

RUN TOO FAR TOO RIGHT OF FRAME / YOU'LL APPEAR ON LEFT AGAIN / JUMP TOO HIGH, DON'T CRY OR FRET / YOU'LL POP UP FROM THE GROUND, I BET

(...I will not be a pedant about jumping, I will not be a pedant about jumping, I will not be a pedant about jumping...)

Some physics lore! That's fun to puzzle over. When Bill talks about his homeworld during Weirdmaggedon, we see a blue planet with a ring around it - and we see a similar model planet hanging inside his mind in TBOB. If that *is* Euclydia, there's still a lot of options for what it means. Maybe they lived on a flat planet; maybe they lived on a round planet but were unable to perceive its roundness; maybe they lived on the flat ring around the planet. Not one of those options answers more questions than it raises, so why not have fun?

I don't actually think the contents of this verse are the most important part - it's the phrasing. "Frame"? That's like, the eighth time Euclydia has been compared to TV. Every day Bill Cipher gets a little closer to one of those 'what if innocent baby show characters were SECRETLY DEMONS and EVERYONE DIED' creepypastas.

IN THIS SPACE THERE IS NO FEAR / LOVED ONES WILL BE EVER NEAR

Okay, we've advanced from "pretty normal for a genre of song that literally exists to brag" to "that's just a cult, guys". The positivity has gone from charming to setting my teeth on edge. Do not ever, ever trust someone who says things like this. The only way you're going to live the life they've just promised is with an icepick to the noggin. (God, it's so painfully obvious where the idea for Billville started).

ROLES AND RULES (ARE) ALWAYS CLEAR / EUCLYDIA, WE HOLD YOU DEAR

(Hey, that "we" is one of the main reasons I think this is something written by and for Euclideans and not just an outsider POV poem! Neat. Now, let's get to that other line...)

I'm going to get a little personal here. When's the last time you went to church?

More specific. When's the last time you went to an average American Protestant church?

More specific. When's the last time you heard one of those very normal churches talk about women?

There's a tone they like to use. It's not a mean tone! God, no. It's a very nice tone, actually. A tone that says hey, we know this is probably raising some alarms for you. That's alright. We're good people. We'll answer all your pesky, uncomfortable questions.

They do not, after all, seek to degrade women. That's ridiculous! Women aren't lesser than men, they're just different. And one of those differences just so happens to be that they're built to submit to men in all aspects of life. It's only natural. It's not cruel, or uncomfortable - if you ARE uncomfortable, that's just because you have some arrogance you need to sort out. Your natural role is, after all, the MOST comfortable place for you to be. Just fit in. If that makes you unhappy, you aren't fitting in right. Keep going. Keep going. You know what you need. We'll help you.

Bill casually mentions that his homeworld had rhombuses and trapezoids, which he has no reason to lie about, so we can assume it's true. And that's great, genuinely; those shapes would have never been allowed to live in Flatland, so we know Euclydia is less baby murdery than its inspiration. But I see people extrapolating that into "there was no class system" and like, guys...you can put anything into an anthem. They exist to inspire good feelings about a country.

And these are a people who chose to put in that everyone has a clearly delineated role in society.

They're just, yknow, nice about it.

Like poison through a silly straw.

Or a children's cartoon that teaches all the wrong lessons.

[r-g-d2]

Fionna and Cake

Finn and Jake!

A F&C Swap Au! :))

Pt 1? Re-Drawings!

presenting the idea!(? 🥹

("pt 2" out! some "posters")

Hello!! I bring u smthing super special to me today!! <3 is a— project? that I have waaaaay time ago!! And finally after being so lazy I finished it!! <33

I bring u— Finn&Jake! A Swap!Au of F&C of course :)) A thing I was SOOO EXCITED to show!! <3 Is something I plan to carry more than just some drawings! ;)) I have a lot planned!!

But for now...

This is just a post to Present to you the idea! And if this Post gets support, I hope it is like that- I'll bring more information about the Au! And characters! Bc they change, duh— hehE-

Extra sketchsss!!!

Hehee <3 pretty simple but I thought they were necessary—?

Ok, Now, clarifications:

1— I KNOW I'm not the first one in swap Fionna w Finn, I KNOW I am NOT the first one in swap Betty and Simon, and I KNOW I am not the first one in swap Scarab and Prismo either, Im pretty conscious about that

💛- But! I think Im the first one in actually do Fionna as Finn :bb Bc— Honestly I think I just saw ppl drawing Finn w Fionna's normal life, but not Fionna w Finn's magical life 🤔 u know— all buff and w Cake's... tattoo 🙃🤧

And! I think, or feel, like I am the first one in combining all this Swaps in just one SwapAu!! :DD So- yuh—

2!!— Guys! I know some re-drawings might look kinda weird and kinda not like AT Style, But the thing is this:

💛I have the Sketchs of all this since NOVEMBER of last year, Then in December I just was doing the linearts, And just now I finished all this... So, dont worry, that for future drawings of all this Au, will be better!! Will look better, and be more close to AT/F&C actual style since I improved w it!! <3👍

And 3!!— Dont worry if some designs doesn't convince ya! (cofcofSwapPrismocofcof) Some will definitely change in the future! :)) (cofcofWinterQueenCOFCOF—) but they have this "issue" cause of Clarification 2 I could say.. (In the moment I did the sketchs, all this wasn't planned too well... so I didn't put much effort into the designs...?)

And I think that's all I could say by now :))

Remember this is something just made for fun!

Hope u like this Au! bc- Honestly it means a lot to me for some reason..

And hope to bring u more information! Not soon though— I need to rest a little hehE— All this post was a "stress" in my head for all this time.... BUT IT WORTH IT‼️💛💛 WOOO SUPER PROUD OF THE RESULTS!! BUT FUTURE ONES WILL BE EVEN BETTER!! WOOOO—

well— ehem—

See ya!!! 💛

[lettucing]

look of love, rush of blood | chapter one

words: ~4.3k | pairing: jschlatt x she/her, afab reader

summary: What starts as a reluctant outing with friends takes a turn when you accidentally spill a stranger's drink at the bar.

notes: FIRST CHAPTER IS HERE WOOOO!!!! hope u guys enjoy this (not so) lil intro while i get into the good stuff... >:]

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"Y/N! COME ON, THE UBER IS HERE!" 

“Shit. Where the hell is it?” You think, frantically digging through your makeup bag for your favorite lipstick. You’re racing against the clock, determined to finish your look before your roommate decides to leave without you. “Sorry! I’m coming!” you call out, your voice tinged with urgency.

You sigh a breath of relief as you finally spot the lipstick, buried deep in the bag like it’s playing hide-and-seek.  You apply it as quickly yet precisely as you can, topping it with the matching lip gloss. You step back and give yourself one more look over in the vanity mirror, mostly satisfied with your outfit, and give your hair one last tussle for good measure. 

Just as you grab your bag and phone the door swings open, revealing your roommate Joelle, her expression a mix of excitement and mild panic. “Y/N, did you hear me? We’re late! The others are already waiting!” You barely have time to process her words before rushing out the door behind her. “Agh! I lost track of time!” you exclaim, locking the door to your apartment with a sense of urgency. “It’s fine! We just need to hurry before the bar gets too crowded,” Joelle replies, her smile reassuring you as you dash down the stairs, not having time to spare to wait for the elevator. 

When you reach the bottom floor, you glance through the glass front doors of your apartment complex to see your Uber driver waiting at the curb. “Oh, thank god he waited,” you mutter, relief washing over you. You and Joelle hop in the back seat, your thoughts wandering while your roommate makes small talk with the driver.

Going out wasn’t really what you had in mind for tonight. After a grueling week at work, you envisioned a peaceful Friday evening at home, possibly even treating yourself to your favorite takeout. You had already changed into comfy sweatpants and settled in with your laptop when Joelle got home, practically bouncing with excitement. She eagerly proposed a night out for drinks with your mutual friends, Sage and Alana, at a bar and lounge you’d never been to before. The thought of braving a crowded bar was the last thing you wanted. But as she continued to plead her case, you found yourself wavering. With a resigned sigh, you finally agreed, knowing deep down that it wouldn’t be so bad. There was something therapeutic about getting pretty for a fun night out with your friends- the couch will always be there when you get back.

When the car finally pulled up to the bar, the vibrant energy spilled out onto the sidewalk. Music pulsed faintly through the air, and the sounds of the bustling city enveloped you as you stepped out. Taking a deep breath, you followed Joelle inside. As you stepped into the trendy lounge, the warm glow of hanging lights illuminated the room, buzzing with activity; people chatting at the high-top tables and booths, others leaned against the bar, drinks in hand. A disco ball hung from the ceiling above the small dance floor at the back of the room where a few brave souls were already swaying to the rhythm of the music spilling from the speaker system.

Joelle turned to you. “I’m gonna get us some drinks. Sage and Alana are right over there.” She points you to a cozy corner where your friends were already gathered, their laughter standing out to you amongst the buzz of the room. As you approached, the couple's familiar faces filled you with warmth, easing the lingering reluctant nerves from earlier.

“Finally!” Sage called out, grinning. “We were starting to wonder if you guys were actually gonna show up.” You grinned, settling into the booth on the opposite side of your friends. “It took me a minute to get ready! I was already in my sweats when Joelle nearly started dragging me out of the apartment by my ankles.”

“Worth it, though, right?” she teased, raising her drink in a mock toast.

You chuckled, glancing around the bustling bar. The warm glow of the lights, combined with the upbeat music, started to lift your spirits. “I guess it’s not so bad.” 

Just then, Joelle slid into the booth beside you, her smile wide and infectious. “A vodka-cran for the lady!” she declared in a mock-old-timey British accent, placing a glass in front of you. “Why, thank you, dear!” you replied in the same accent, laughing before shifting back to your normal tone.  “I’ll get you back later?” Joelle just grinned. “Nah, consider that my thank you gift for changing out of those ratty-ass sweatpants.” You gasped dramatically, placing a hand over your heart. “Excuse me? Those ‘ratty-ass sweatpants’ are my favorite comfy pants! A beloved staple of my wardrobe!” “Staple? More like a fashion crime,” Alana shot back, laughing. “But hey, the outfit you swapped them for is adorable!” You roll your eyes with a grin and take another sip of your drink. “You guys suck.”

The four of you sat and talked for a long while after that, sharing stories, teasing one another, and catching up on all the latest happenings in your lives. Sage had plenty of horrifying encounters to recall from her job as a daycare instructor, while Alana shared the latest drama on who was hooking up with who at her office staff parties. Joelle insisted on a second round of drinks, and before long, you felt that familiar warm buzz starting to settle in.

As you finished your second drink, Joelle leaned forward over the table, a playful grin on her face. “Okay, not to change the subject, but that dance floor is getting full and I think we need to go dance.”

You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Joelle's sudden enthusiasm. “Oh yeah?”

“Absolutely! Come on, dance with me!” Joelle said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. 

You took another sip of your drink, weighing the idea. The music pulsed through the bar, calling to you. “Alright, let’s do it!” you said, feeling a surge of spontaneity.

Joelle shot up from her seat, her confidence contagious to not just you but to Sage and Alana as well. The three of you followed Joelle’s lead, and as you made your way toward the dance floor, you felt a mix of nerves and exhilaration. 

With the music thumping around you, you stepped onto the dance floor, letting the rhythm guide your movements. Joelle began to sway, her energy infectious. You couldn’t help but smile as you joined in, letting the music wash over you. As you lost yourself in the rhythm, the energy of the dance floor enveloped you. Your friends’ shouts mixed with the beats, and you could feel the weight of the world slip away. The crowd moved in sync, bodies swaying and spinning. You jumped to the beat with your friends, singing carelessly. 

After god knows how many songs, you realized you needed two things: a moment to sit down and another drink. Your friends were still bouncing around, showing no signs of slowing down anytime soon. Leaning in toward the group, you raised your voice a bit over the music. “Hey, I’m heading to sit at the bar for a minute. Do you guys need anything?” Joelle flashed a wide smile, clearly a bit more buzzed than you. “We’re all good, babe!” With a playful wink, Joelle added, “There’s a really pretty guy I've got my eye on. Let us know if you need anything, okay?” You smiled back. “Of course, good luck! Love you!” you shouted as you turned toward the bar. “Love you more!” Sage called after you.

As you made your way across the lounge floor, you suddenly became aware of the slight sway in your step. You quickly settled onto the last empty barstool all the way at the very end of the bar, next to someone you didn’t pay much mind to.

As you sat for a moment waiting for the bartender, you turned in your stool to glance back at your friends. Sage and Alana were dancing together right in the middle of the dance floor, while Joelle had already moved off to the side, chatting with a tall brunette guy wearing glasses and a couple of chunky rings. They seemed to be hitting it off, and you couldn’t help but smile at your friend’s confidence. Damn, you thought. You’d be lying if you said your roommate had bad taste in men. 

As you turned around, your hand collided with the bartender’s just as she was setting a drink down next to you, causing her to drop the glass and spill its contents across the bar- and into the lap of the man sitting next to you.. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed, quickly facing her. She waved her hand dismissively. “No worries at all.” She looked at the man sitting next to you. “I’ll grab you some paper towels and make you another one. Just give me a sec.”

You put your head in your hand, a wave of embarrassment washing over you as she handed the man a roll of paper towels. You sighed to yourself, figuring you should apologize to the stranger next to you for being an idiot. As you shifted on your stool to face him completely, your breath caught in your throat.

Shit.

He glanced back at you, thick eyebrows arching over warm brown eyes framed by long lashes. Messy brown curls peeked out from under a Yankees baseball cap, and he sported well-groomed mutton chops and a mustache. The intensity of his gaze combined with his broad shoulders gave off an intimidating presence that made you feel another wave of shame for spilling his drink- but damn, was he handsome.

“I’m so sorry about that. I was watching my friends, plus I’m a little buzzed— I just wasn’t thinking straight.” you stammer as he palms his thighs with the paper towels, feeling your nerves kick in. The man smiled slightly, placing the used paper towels down on the bar as he finished wiping off.  “Don’t sweat it, ’s just a drink. I’ve had worse nights in bars.”

You mentally thank whatever higher power is watching over you for letting you spill a drink on someone easygoing instead of a hotheaded jerk. “I still feel bad." You smile nervously. You pause, a silence hanging heavy over the two of you. You glance at him, and the two of you lock eyes.

You can't tell if it's the liquor, the eye contact, or both- but something in you pushes to make small talk.

Shifting your weight in your seat, you raise an eyebrow. "Well, okay, how much worse of a night are we talking here?” He chuckled reluctantly, as if he were unsure about sharing the story. “Well, there was this one time I saw a girl getting hit on by some creep, she looked really uncomfortable. After a few drinks, I guess I tend to get a little bold, so I decided to tell him to back off.” He paused, shifting his weight leaning on the bar. “Turns out, he was her boyfriend.” You winced. “Oof…” “Yeah.” He nodded, laughing a bit. “He almost kicked my ass. I finished my drink and got the fuck outta there.” You smiled, thinking about how he went out of his way to make sure a girl he didn’t even know wasn’t in danger. “At least you tried to help her,” you said. “That counts for something, right?” He shrugged, a hint of humility in his smile. “I guess so. But it’s funny how quickly things can turn, y’know? One minute you think you're doin’ the right thing, and the next, you're just trying to dodge a punch. Literally or metaphorically.” You nod with a smile. “Yeah, I get that completely.” He nodded back, and the conversation faded for a moment. 

You glanced at him. “I’m Y/N, by the way.” 

He returned your gaze, a slight smile appearing on his face again. “Schlatt.” 

As if on cue, the bartender brought over his replacement drink, and you reached into your pocket for some cash. “Here, let me pay for that.” you offered, and he waved a dismissive hand. “Nah, it’s okay. I already have quite the tab running with my buddies.” Before you can protest, he holds up a finger and grabs the glass, taking a sip of what was presumably whiskey. You watch his expression as he drinks, noting how his nose scrunched slightly as he downed the liquor. He places the glass back on the counter with a soft clink. “Agh, that’s some good shit.” he sighs, lifting his hat to run a hand through his curls before placing it back on. Your cheeks warm- you blame it on the alcohol.

 “Can I buy you a drink?” Schlatt asked after taking another sip, and you laugh, shaking the heated feeling from your face. “Do you always buy a drink for someone when they spill liquor in your lap?” He shrugged with a smile, a playful glint in his eyes. “Only the ones who make a memorable first impression. You shoulda' seen your face when it spilled, you looked like you had just shot me or somethin'. It was fuckin’ hilarious.” You rolled your eyes, laughing along. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t exactly aiming for comedy tonight. But I guess I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“Hey, every night out on the town needs a lil’ bit of chaos,” he said, leaning his forearms against the bar again. “Makes for better stories later.” You grinned. “Yeah, you got me there.”

Schlatt tilted his head, gesturing towards the bar. “So, what’ll it be?” You laughed. “You really wanna buy me that drink, huh?” He holds his hands up in mock surrender. “I mean if you’re passin’ up on a free drink, be my guest.” You smirked, weighing your options. “Alright, alright. When you put it like that...” You pick up the cocktail menu, and Schlatt scoffs. “Oh, you’re one of those.” You cocked an eyebrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing!” He grinned. “I just didn’t think you were the type to go for a thirty-dollar, ninety-percent-ice, hangover-waiting-to-happen kinda’ drink.” You narrow your eyes playfully. “Yeah, well,” You signal over the bartender. “Fine, asshole. We just met, there’s a lot you don’t know about me.” You feel Schlatt’s gaze linger on you as you order yourself an Old Fashioned, his look long and heavy. “I guess so.” He grins, and orders himself another whiskey.

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“So, what do you do when you’re not out like this?” you ask, genuinely curious. He makes an indifferent face. “Honestly, not much. I work a lot, and when I’m not working, I don’t really go out unless I have a reason.” You nod. “What’s your reason tonight?” 

Before he could continue, a loud voice booms from behind the two of you.

“SCHLATT! THERE YOU ARE, YA BASTARD!” Schlatt gives you a look, as if to say “there’s my reason”. 

A tall man walks up and drapes an arm around Schlatt’s shoulders, clearly tipsy- then you recognize him.  The guy Joelle was talking to. 

Oh shit. Is he one of Schlatt’s friends?

“Get ‘offa me, dude.” Schlatt groans, his whole demeanor changing as he unravels the man’s arm from his shoulders. “What?” He questions. The other man laughs. “Nothin’ man. We were just wonderin’ where you were. We haven’t seen you in a while.” Schlatt rolls his eyes. “Yeah, ‘cause I don’t wanna be seen with you three making yourself look stupid on that dance floor.” The man chuckles, unfazed. “C’mon, you know you love it. We’ve got the moves!” He gestures dramatically, demonstrating some ridiculous dance move. “And, for the record, there’s a beautiful lady over there that’s been chattin’ me up for a while.”

“Yeah, okay. You’re drunk, Ted. ‘Ya sure that beautiful lady isn’t just Tucker?” Schlatt retorts, crossing his arms. 

You can’t help but laugh at their banter, knowing he was talking about Joelle. 

The tall guy, who you’ve come to learn is named Ted, turns to you, an amused expression on his face. “Oh, i see what’s goin’ on here.” Schlatt rolls his eyes again, somehow harder than the last time. “Dude, can you not?” Ted raises his hands in mock surrender (the same way Schlatt had earlier- the two seemed to share a handful of mannerisms), a grin spreading across his face. “Just making an observation! Looks like you’ve found yourself a partner in crime.”

“More like an accomplice to my embarrassment,” Schlatt mutters, shaking his head. You chuckle, still enjoying the playful back-and-forth. “I dunno, this is kinda funny.” “See? She gets it!” Ted interjects, grinning at you. “I’m Ted.” He extends his hand, and you shake it loosely. “Y/N,” you reply with a smile.

“Nice to meet you.” Ted continues as you break the handshake. “Anyways, Schlatt. C’mon man. You gotta come out there with us.” “Pass,” Schlatt says, shaking his head. “I’m good right here.”

“Suit yourself! You’ll regret it!” Ted shrugs, stepping back- he glances at you, then back at Schlatt.

“Regret? Not in this lifetime,” Schlatt takes a long sip of his whiskey. “Wrap it up. I wanna go to bed.” Ted rolls his eyes. “Alright Captain Buzzkill.” He claps Schlatt on the back. “Give us 10 minutes.” He turns to you “Nice to meet you, uh…” You smile. “Y/N.” “Right. Y/N. Sorry. Had a few drinks.” Ted returns your smile and heads back to join the crowd on the dancefloor, leaving you and Schlatt at the bar once again.

You shoot Schlatt a look, as if to say “Well that was something.”  

“Welcome to my life,” he sighs, rolling his eyes playfully. “Always a spectacle.”

 “Looks like you’ve got quite the crew,” you say, taking a sip of your drink.

“Tell me about it.” Schlatt shakes his head with a slight smile. “They’re here visiting. They’re a bit much sometimes, But they’re my guys.” The two of you turn and watch Ted blend back into the swaying mass of bodies, reconvening with Joelle and who you presumed to be another one of Schlatt's friends.

“Wanna know something funny?” you ask. Schlatt hums, intrigued. “That girl your friend has been talking to? She’s my roommate.” Schlatt laughs. “No fuckin’ shot.” You nod. “Yup. Her name’s Joelle. Sweetest girl on the planet.” He shakes his head. “What a coincidence, eh?” You stare into your drink. “Yeah, crazy.”

The two of you chat for a bit longer and you discover that Schlatt makes a living through YouTube and streaming, which you think is incredibly cool. He mentions that a bunch of other content creators are currently in New York for a Twitch event, hence the reason Ted and Charlie were staying at his apartment. After asking him a million-and-a-half questions about it, you share that you’re a journalist, writing articles for local NYC art magazines. He asks you questions too, and you can’t quite tell if he’s genuinely interested or just really good at faking it, but either way, you feel heard. The conversation flows effortlessly, jumping from topic to topic like you’d known each other for years. It was comforting, in a way.

Ted reappears as you’re laughing at something Schlatt said, this time with two others behind him- the rest of Schlatt’s friends. Ted places a ringed hand on Schlatt’s shoulder. “Not tryin’ to break this up, just letting you know- we’re ready to go when you are.” Schlatt nods and downs the last of his whiskey, that familiar slight scrunch of his nose making an appearance again. You might’ve called it adorable if you hadn’t just met him. 

He settles his tab and stands from his barstool with a sigh, looking at you. You smile. “It was nice meeting you. Thanks for the drink.” He returns your smile tiredly, as if the liquor had just hit him all at once. “Yeah, you too. No problem.” Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Ted’s eyes widen as he elbows one of his friends— maybe Tucker?— in the side.

“I’ll, uh… i'll see you around,” Schlatt says, nodding before heading off. You give him a slight wave, then wave at Ted as well.

 As they’re walking away, you hear Schlatt mutter- “Finally ready to part with your sweet Joelle?” Ted shot him a look of pure confusion. “What the fuck? how do you know her name?” You laugh, still amused by their ridiculous interactions. Before long, the four of them are out the door.

You sit at the bar for a moment longer, finishing your drink. You decide to get up to find Joelle, along with Sage and Alana. You spot them standing near the booth the four of you shared at the beginning of the night. As you approach them, Joelle’s eyes light up. “Hey pretty lady! Havin’ a good night?” You smile. “Yeah, starting to get tired though. You guys ready to go?” Sage nods. “Yeah, i’m ready to call it a night. Maybe we can grab some food before we go home?” Alana chimes in. “Yummmm, A late-night snack sounds perfect right now.” 

The four of you gather your things and split the tab from your drinks earlier. As you all head toward the exit, you can’t help but glance back at the bar, thinking about the guys you met earlier. You wondered if you might run into Schlatt and his friends again- the night still felt full of possibilities.

You and your friends discover a cozy little gelato shop a short walk down the road, where you all sit together and enjoy your treats. Eventually, it was time to call it a night, and you exchanged tipsy hugs and cheek kisses before you all ordered your Ubers, you and Joelle heading back to your apartment while Sage and Alana made their way to theirs. 

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As you unlocked the door to your apartment, Joelle walked in and flopped onto the couch with a satisfied sigh- she was definitely a bit closer to drunk than you were. You smiled and sat down next to her legs. “Was tonight everything you wanted it to be?” She turned to face you, excitement sparkling in her eyes. “Hell yeah! I had such a blast! And did you see that guy I was talking to?! Oh my god.” You chuckled, recalling the conversation you had with Ted and Schlatt. “Oh, I definitely saw him.” Joelle giggled. “His name is Ted. He’s from Los Angeles, can you believe it? AND I got his number. Maybe if things work out I'll convince him to stay here.” You laughed, astonished at her already growing attachment to this stranger from the bar. “Maybe.” Joelle sat up, leaning her arm on your shoulder. “Hey, wait a second! Don’t act like you weren’t chatting someone up too! I saw you and Mr. tall-dark-and-broody at the bar.” 

You raised an eyebrow, trying to suppress a grin. “Mr. tall-dark-and-broody? That’s quite the title.” Joelle nudged you playfully. “Come on! You know you were vibing with him. What was his name?” 

You could feel Joelle’s gaze probing, urging you to say more about the guy you’d spent nearly two hours chatting with. Eventually, she cracked you, and a smile crept across your face. “Okay, fine. His name was Schlatt, and maybe he was really, really attractive. But I wasn’t talking to him, we were just… having a conversation, y’know?”

Joelle raised her eyebrows. “Schlatt? I think Ted said that was the name of his friend that he’s staying with.” You avoided eye contact, not sure what to say.

After a moment of silence, Joelle gasped. “Oh! Oh my god! He’s-, they’re-,” she grabs your shoulders. “Your guy is friends with my guy!” “He’s not my guy!” You interject, and Joelle waves her hand. “Yeah, okay, whatever. Anyway, ‘just having a conversation’, huh? You sure you weren’t flirting a little?” You roll your eyes. “No! I wasn’t! It all started in the first place because I wasn’t paying attention and knocked his whiskey into his lap.” 

“Oooh, a whiskey guy. That’s hot.” Joelle giggled. “Okay, you’re definitely drunk and totally missing the point.” you said, laughing as you slung your arm around her shoulders. “That doesn’t matter! I don’t need to be sober to tell you that you should text him back the moment he reaches out. I could feel the chemistry from the dance floor.”

Suddenly, a realization hit you.

 “Shit. He’s not going to text me. I didn’t give him my number.”

“WHAT?!”

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After Joelle started to crash, you helped her change into pajamas and remove her makeup, and once she crawled into bed, you did the same for yourself. As you stared in the mirror at your bare face, your thoughts drifted back to Schlatt. You kicked yourself mentally for not offering him your number, but you told yourself it was fine. If fate wanted it to happen, it would. Sometimes, you meet a beautiful stranger and never see them again—that's just how life goes.

Then you remembered that your best friend and his best friend had really hit it off. Even though you didn’t give him your number tonight, it was bound to come up eventually if Joelle and Ted stuck it out. You started spiraling, envisioning yourself ten years down the line at Joelle and Ted’s wedding—locking eyes with Schlatt across the dance floor, remembering that one conversation the two of you shared ten years ago at some random bar before you left New York City and fell off the grid, and-

You stopped yourself. What the hell was that? You sigh and glance at yourself in the mirror again, thinking, “I’m still tipsy, and I really need to go to bed.” 

As you settle beneath your covers and close your eyes, you hear your phone buzz on the nightstand—an unusual vibration pattern that signals it’s Joelle. “I thought she was asleep?” you wonder. But as you read her message, your heart skips a beat.

jelly<3: texting ted jelly<3: he said he had a lot of fun tonight jelly<3: and schlatt did too ;) jelly<3: bet ur glad u came out with us!!!!!!!!!! i love u

Your heart flutters thinking about Schlatt again. Unable to think of a better response, you quickly type one out and toss your phone back on the nightstand, switching it to Do Not Disturb mode this time.

you: go to bed!!!!!

You drift off to sleep, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach.

Shit.

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[sharkpupsblog]

😔 Oblivious 😳

A Sabine x GN! Reader fic!

Woooo silly Sabine fic!!!! It’s been a while since I’ve written a Sabine fic!!! Ngl this feels a little OOC. Idk why but to me it feels OOC??? So sorry guys . 😭😭😭 I’ve got another Sabine req coming up so with it I can hopefully work on writing her better again! I wrote . A lot . I didn’t even realize how much I had written until I saw it just now on the app i use 😭😭😭 also i finished this a while ago but saved it for today in honor of the EQ festival coming back ❤️❤️❤️ and one more thing . R my links working for u guys??? For me they r being weird and taking me to safari and then saying my link doesn’t exist??? It’s weird :( I need to submit a bug report I am asking because if anyone is having any trouble with links u can find all my fics under sharkpupsblogwrites tag! All of them are on there! :D!!! ❤️🙏 Anyways ty anon for the request! Enjoy! :D

Summaries: You speak to Sabine and you both are very oblivious.

Warnings: foul language!

You let out a shaky sigh as you approach Sunfield farm. You can hear pigs happily oinking and splashing around in mud. ‘Just like in cartoons’ you think. You frown as you start to feel bad due to the fact that you are currently on your way to ruin their fun. You have been tasked with freeing the pigs. As you get closer to the farm you see that no one is around. The Sunfield family went to Jorvik stables to see the activities at the equestrian festival. Behind you your horse follows you. They keep their head low trying to be sneaky. They take small quiet steps. They look funny, you want to laugh, but the bad feeling in your stomach doesn’t allow you to. You walk to the pig pen seeing the happy pigs still oinking and rolling in mud. Some pigs are sleeping, and some are busy eating. The ones who roll in mud notice you, and stop rolling to walk up to you expecting a treat. The pigs recognize you. You helped the Sunfields before with their livestock, and that is how the pigs came to know you. Your horse walks up to the pen putting their head inside to sniff at one of the pigs who sniffs your horse back. You look to the gate… Can you really go through with this? You know you’ll get a nice reward for it, but it doesn’t make you feel any better. “Promise me you guys won’t cause too much trouble” you say to the pigs who oink back at you as if saying ‘we promise!’ You take a deep breath in, and then you let it out. At the same time you exhale, you open the gate. The muddy pigs run out of their pen following the smell of baked goods. Someone was selling pastries at the festival. You hoped the pigs wouldn’t bother the seller too much. Your horse neighed looking at the pigs who were still eating and sleeping. You were never told you had to free all the pigs, so you leave the ones eating and sleeping alone. You close the gate, and you watch the free pigs make their way into the stables. You feel bad really, really bad for doing what you did. You hope you can help gather the pigs up. Your horse watches you as you walk to their side. They stand still while you mount them. “Come on” you click your tongue, and they walk “we have to help gather the pigs.” You click again, and your horse speeds up into a trot. You and your horse ride all the way to the big arena in Jorvik. Halfway into it you’re stopped by a Friesian with red glowing eyes who snorts at your horse. Your horse’s ears go back, and they let out an angry neigh. The Friesian does not respond, they just stand still. The rider on their back speaks “you actually did it.” The rider sounds surprised she laughs softly “I was expecting you to chicken out.” The Friesian walks to your horse’s side putting you and the rider on the Friesian side by side. “I underestimated you” the rider reaches into their saddlebag, and you watch as they pull something out. “Here” she holds it out to you “your reward as promised.” You take it from her your thumbs brushing for a second. A light blush covers your cheeks. “A shirt?” You look down at the neatly folded shirt and under it is a vest with a logo stitched onto it. The same logo the rider wears proudly on her vest and the Friesian on his bridle. “I had some shirts left over from my club” she smiles at you, and you can’t help but turn redder at her smile. You swallow the lump in your throat nodding to her “thank you its-“ you pause looking at the shirt. “Its really nice I like it” you look back to the rider. The woman has something in mind “wear it then.” You open your mouth to protest why you can’t wear it, but the rider doesn’t allow you to speak. She holds her hand up “you said you liked it.” She lowers her hand once she knows you won’t try to speak over her. “Are you lying?” She raises an eyebrow, and you huff “I’m not lying I really do like it.” The rider pats her horse when he snorts. The Friesian is getting tired of standing around. “Then why won’t you wear it?” You roll your eyes at the rider “you know damn well why I can’t wear this shirt.” The rider gives you a ‘go on’ gesture wanting you to explain why you can’t wear the shirt.

She knows it, but she just wants to waste your time. You know what she’s doing thanks to the smile on her face. You groan “you’re a dark rider!” You whisper yell “if my friends see me with this shirt on they’ll kill me!” Obviously your friends wouldn’t hurt you, but they would definitely be a little mad. “I really do like the shirt but I also like living” you put the shirt in your saddlebag. Your horse flicks their tail trying to hit the saddlebag. They’re trying to tell you ‘don’t take the shirt!’ The rider watches as you put it away. You speak again with a frown on your face “It’s a very nice shirt but if my friends knew I helped you I would get in huge trouble” you really didn’t want any trouble. “I’ll wear it on my own time though away from everyone else” you reach out to put a hand on the rider’s hand. She allows it, and now it’s her turn to blush. “Thank you Sabine” you smile at her, and she feels her blush get worse. The woman looks away from you “chicken.” She’s trying to keep you from seeing her blush. She teases you wanting to keep being mean to you, so you won’t know how she feels. You laugh at what she says ignoring the blush on her face “chicken?” She looks back at you, and you shake your head at her “I freed the pigs I’m not a chicken!” Sabine rolls her eyes “but you won’t wear the shirt, so you’re still a chicken.” Her horse looks back at you both still seeing the two of you touching hands. You both forgot, and you were in the middle of the arena talking as if you were friends and looking like you were holding hands. You both stay in the arena talking for a while with your hands still together. Sabine noticed after a while, but did not move her hand… She wondered if you noticed too. You didn’t, you were too busy defending yourself to notice it. As you both talked, two people took notice of you both. You didn’t even hear them, or see them coming. You were made aware of their presence when lightning raced past the space between you and Sabine. You both went wide eyed, surprised by the lightning. Your heart dropped, and hers raced at the thought of a fight. In perfect accidental unison you both looked at the person who shot the lightning at you. Alex angrily stood a few feet away from you. Lightning gathered in her hands, and behind her stood Linda. Linda was the opposite of Alex she was calm and collected and she had a big smile on her face. “What are you doing?!” Alex shot the question at the both of you, but only you answered, “we’re just talking.” You tried to remain calm. You knew Alex wouldn’t hurt you, but you were still scared of what words and curse words she had in store for you. The soul rider narrowed her eyes at you “talking with the enemy? And holding hands?” Once again in perfect accidental synchronization you both looked down at your hands. You quickly removed your hand apologizing to Sabine. When you apologized Alex groaned “don’t apologize to her!” You looked back at Alex, but Sabine didn’t. The woman put a hand on your shoulder. The contact sent shivers down your spine, and you looked at her. She wished you “good luck” before riding away leaving you to fend for yourself. You wanted to shout ‘really?!’ At her but you decided not to. Instead you moved your focus back to Alex who was still very, very mad. “I can’t believe you! Making friends with the enemy!” Alex shook her head looking at you like a disappointed mother. Linda on the other hand looked proud she let out a giggle “or is she your girlfriend?” She saw you two holding hands, and she also saw the blushes on your faces. The crushes you both had on each other were so obvious it hurt that neither of you knew they were mutual. Your face burned bright red “she’s not my girlfriend!” You covered your face, and your horse neighed. They neighed like they were laughing at you which made Linda laugh. Alex found nothing funny about the situation. To her this was the greatest betrayal, but to Linda it was the greatest fanfic trope. She was honestly a bit jealous of you, she too wanted a villain to be in cahoots with her.

“I think you guys are cute together” Linda let out a happy sigh “even if she may be evil.” The woman felt that Sabine and the others were misunderstood and most likely not truly evil. There was good in everyone and proof of that was right in front of her a few seconds ago. Sabine stayed with you talking like you were old friends. She could have hurt you, but instead she talked to you. Maybe she wasn’t evil maybe she was just following orders. Alex didn’t see it the way Linda did. The Dark Riders were evil and had no good in them at all. She groaned looking to Linda “don’t say that” the lightning in her palms started to slowly weaken. She looked back at you, you still had your face covered. “If you’re going to date someone please don’t date the enemy” Alex watched as you shook your head, and you leaned down laying on your horse. Your horse was enjoying seeing how embarrassed you were getting. “Can we please just let this go?” You removed your hands from your face letting them hang in defeat as you covered your face with your horse’s mane. You hoped your friends wouldn’t tell Lisa, and you prayed they wouldn’t utter a word of this to Anne who was at the festival. Alex huffed “fine we’ll let it go, but from now on I’m watching you like a hawk.” Alex wasn’t going to let you out of her sight until the festival was over. She didn’t want you talking to Sabine again. Linda frowned, and she shook her head “don’t stand in the way of love Alex.” The woman laughed when you and Alex let out loud groans. Your horse threw their head back neighing. It was as if they were joining in to Linda’s laughter. While you tried to get over your embarrassment by hiding in your horse’s mane you heard Anne speaking. The leader brought snacks with her from the pastry seller. She was coming to give everyone a snack, and to tell everyone that Lisa had arrived. She looked to Alex who was the only one available to talk since Linda was still laughing, and you were still hiding. Anne looked confused, and she asked Alex “what’s going on?” Alex could have told Anne, but she decided not to. The soul rider sighed shaking her hands to shake the feel of electricity off “it’s a really long story.”

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[islandfate]

woooo boy. so – i'm doing a little lost season one character recap just to kind of find my footing and determine how i feel about these characters on this latest rewatch. which, also, i think this is my 12th rewatch? that's crazy. anyway, i'm going to go through the list of the characters and kind of talk about how i feel, how my views have differed from my previous watch, etc. warning for opinions 😔 but these will be in no particular order! this will also be under a cut bc it's gonna get long lol !!

jack – the only thing i really want to do right here is rant about how much i dislike this character, how he puts a bad taste in my mouth, how he can be a truly terrible doctor and how his stubbornness and judgement lead to awful, terrible decisions. but i'm not going to completely bash this character, no matter how much i'd like to. despite this, there's no easy way to say it, but i just don't like jack. i think he can be a good guy, and i think there are aspects to him that make him an interesting character, but in season one – for me – his flaws completely outweigh his positives. there is just something about him that makes me so frustrated. i genuinely think it's his attitude, that is, his constant belief that his way is the right way. and i'm always here for a frustrating character, i enjoy someone with flaws, but jack's simply ... fall flat, for me. maybe it's because he's meant to be our main character, and he just has zero charisma in my eyes. i think there are so many other characters that draw me in. jack is just there. and usually he's doing something to piss me off, but not in the fun way, in the “i really fucking hate you” way. and i truly do not like that he refuses to help people sometimes ( sawyer ), or that he brushes them off for being annoying ( sullivan ), or brushes them off because he thinks he's always right ( such as with claire's nightmares ). it puts a bad taste in my mouth fr !!! even him punishing kate for not telling him what she did, when he's the one who told her that he didn't care? make up your fucking mind buddy.

but of course, jack can be a compassionate person. and he does feel guilt for the things he does – like with claire's kidnapping – and i'm glad for that. maybe too much guilt sometimes, but i'm not gonna fault him for that because i always love seeing that in a character. him watching sayid torture sawyer and realizing that this is a bad thing we're doing here – i liked that. it was a bad call. and i truly adore the flashback where he turns his father in for drinking, because i cannot even imagine how difficult that would be, and the betrayal on christian's face ( and the pain on jack's ) is honestly hard to watch. and when sawyer tells jack about meeting christian, and how proud he was of jack, i do find myself tearing up every time lol. it just really kills me. anyway, i'm hoping to god that i like him more in season two because jack isn't a character i want to feel this frustrated with. i don't want to dislike him! i never want to look at a character and say “i hate them please get them off my screen” but that's usually how i feel about jack. and i don't know if it's the writing, or the acting, or jack himself – there's just something about his character i don't like. either way, i'm hoping for better things from him in season two.

kate – oh kate ... perhaps my second least favorite character in this show, right behind jack. i want to like her so badly but there's also something about her that frustrates the hell out of me. i think her infatuation with jack – for no reason, might i add – is annoying. and i hate their chemistry, because there is none. seriously, kate works better with sawyer, works better with sun, than with jack. though i will admit, i really like the plot twist of kate being the prisoner, and i do think it's interesting how much compassion she has for people, even the u.s. marshal, but something about her also unfortunately falls flat for me. she's just not all that intriguing in my eyes, and i really wish she was. i do like she and sayid's friendship, i think it's cute, and i think kate is far more interesting in sawyer's scenes. but i think i'd like her even more if she wasn't soooo heavily paired with a man, always. not even romantically, but i just mean, she's always in scenes with a guy! she always wants a dude's help! like, give her something to do on her own. but, truly, i have nothing more to say about kate, and i may never have more to say on her lol. i don't remember being super impressed with her in season two, but it's been a bit since i watched all of that season, so we'll see!

michael – truly, i do not have any words for why michael would be my favorite character in this season. he's frustrating, quick to blame, doesn't always make the best decisions when it comes to walt ... but that is what makes him so damn intriguing to me. i think it's his relationship with walt that really kills me. it's like, he's this character who wanted to be a father so badly but was never really able to be one. he fought tooth and nail to be able to be walt's dad and it just didn't matter. and then susan dies, brian comes by, and michael's reunited with walt. and he has to figure out how to raise his kid ( who isn't really his kid anymore ) and honor susan and brian at the same time. it's such an insanely devastating situation that i can hardly stand it. people misconstrue michael's intensions so much – like when they say he hates being a father. but i don't think that's true. he just doesn't know how to be one. he was never given the chance to! michael definitely has a bit of a hair-trigger temper, but i genuinely do think it's because of walt – most of the time. and also, michael and jin's friendship after everything that happened between them?? i love it so much. anyway, michael stays being one of my favorite characters in this season, and there's not a scene with him that goes by i don't enjoy. his centric episode nearly destroyed me this watch and i don't think i'm ready for the next one, which i know is coming soon. overall, i just really enjoy how michael has such this surface level look about him, then you look deeper and see who he truly is, what his motivations are, his regrets. he's just a really great character in my eyes. also, i'm not going to talk about walt on his own, just know i adore walt and i wrote a fic about him! so, he's def a fav of mine.

locke – i'm gonna be honest! locke has always been a favorite of mine, i absolutely love his flashbacks and i think he's so much fun to watch on screen. terry o'quinn really carries here, and i'm excited because i know just how great future locke scenes are. but, how do i feel about him in season one? well, i found myself ... being a little more on the bitter side with him! i think i formed an attachment to boone and to witness what leads to his death really hurts. and when locke brings him back and lies about what happened, causing jack to misdiagnose the problem – well, it really sucks to see. and i know boone was supposed to die, but that doesn't change the fact that if i was on that island, i'd be pissed at locke for this. aside from that, i really like his belief in the island and those intertwining themes of fate and destiny ... he just brings something that the show really needs. i will never get over this man having been in a wheelchair and walkabout still makes me cry to this day. and being conned out of a kidney? phewwww that's a tough one for me to watch. i love the scene where locke bangs on the hatch and the light beams up – it's so great. but, boone's death really hurt my opinion of locke in season one, but i'm sure this'll improve with time ( until season 4 🙄 ). anyway, the ending of this season really teases the jack and locke dynamic – man of science and man of faith ... they're so fun to watch and i can't wait to see them interact more in s2. but locke in season one is great, up until the moment he isn't. but he grew on me in the finale. his acting is so good i can't not like him, lol.

sayid – well, i suppose i might as well get it over with. so, i've never been much of a sayid stan ... i try, let me tell you, but the feeling just never comes. my opinion of him has been pretty consistent throughout my time watching this show, but i think he's mostly good in season one. and i'm not saying he's a bad character or anything, i simply find his flashbacks to be boring and i have no attachment to nadia as a whole. and i think that him torturing sawyer was awful! but obviously i'm not really here to judge characters based on how terrible of people they are ( look at my fav ... ), obviously these characters have flaws and are not always great people. my “meh” feeling toward him more so has to do with the fact that he falls a little flat, too. at least for me, he does. and i know people love him! i've just never felt much of a connection to him, and i'm not sure i ever will. let's just say, i don't watch this show for him.

charlie – charlie is definitely one of the highlights of this season. drug addict characters always, always draw me in, and i think his personality is just so great. he's definitely on the funnier side, but then we get to his backstory and you see just how fucked up things got for him! i love that he goes to the cockpit only to find his drugs – and i love seeing his notion that he's a coward, that really gets swept away come episode seven. i know, i know. people don't like the moth metaphor. but i've always had a soft spot for it, and i think the combination of acting and writing really brings that scene to life. i adore charlie and claire's relationship and they're just ): so cute. so when they get kidnapped ?!? god damn that angst is so juicy. but anyway, i've always been a fan of charlie's character and that hasn't changed one bit. i can't really remember how prevalent he is in s2 ( aside from fire + water ) but i very much look forward to seeing more of him and what he gets up to. i feel like i have less to say here bc ... idk! he's just a silly guy! i like him a lot, always have, and i don't see that ever changing.

claire – you know, i've never had much of an opinion on claire. she's always kind of just ... been there for me. however, i think because elsie likes her so much, it's really improved my view of her. claire is just so sweet and i can't imagine the terror of being pregnant on a fucking deserted island. she handles it much better than i would've, lol. but her pain and fear is definitely hard to see, and made even more difficult because of jack not believing her 🙄 which, of course. but i really like the ethan plotline and i like the little seeds they plant for s2 – such as showing that small flashback between rousseau and claire in the finale. we still don't know what happened to her! i will admit, i don't have a whole lot more to say here, but i think she's a fun character and i like the stuff they play with concerning the psychic. that's really all!

sawyer – sawyer!!! this man has always been one of my favorite characters and he's forever managed to crack me up... i just think he's hilarious, definitely one of the funniest characters on the show. even in the pilot, when kate asks where the polar bear came from and he says, "probably bear village, how the hell do i know?" i laugh every time. ANYWAY! i definitely thought sawyer was going to be more of an acquired taste this season, which, he is, but he really shines pretty early on. i expected to hate confidence man more, because i've never really liked that episode when watching alone, but it turns out i ... really enjoyed it this time around? i thought it was the perfect blend of realistic and horrific and it was a great way to stir up tension, especially between sawyer and sayid. everyone always assumes the worst of sawyer and they truly don't even bother asking him – they just blame him, which makes him mad ( as it would anyone ), and then he acts like an asshole in turn. he's backed into a corner and it's kind of fascinating to watch and see what he does, how he reacts, etc. and maybe i'm crazy, but i don't see having your own supplies as a ... necessarily bad thing? so many characters accuse him of looting from the dead, but it's not like he's the only one that's done that. and we're shown that in truly life threatening situations ( such as boone ) he's quick to help. i also love his relationship with michael and, by extension, jin, and him being a part of the raft is just so fun. truly, i think sawyer is just so interesting, and i'm very excited to see more of him in season two.

boone – ohhhhh boone. this man is someone i've always had a love / hate relationship with, but at the end of the day, he won my heart over. he's always been someone that wants to help sooo badly ( such as trying to give rose cpr ) and even if that doesn't exactly pan out, he still cares to try. his relationship with shannon is .... odd, to say the least, but i do enjoy most of their interactions. i think boone definitely projects his feelings on to shannon, like calling her useless and worthless, which is probably why he tries to help out as much as he does. and when he and locke find the hatch, this kind of gives him a new purpose, and so does locke. so it's devastating to see boone be convinced to follow locke out to this plane, and you can see that the only thing he wants to do is help. it just!! pains something deep inside of me. even when he's in the plane, it falls because he's trying to get everyone rescued – and i think that's how he deserves to be remembered. i do think his death hits so hard, and while the episode definitely prepares you for it, it's not easy to watch it play out. i love the scene where locke sees boone in his dream, when he's talking about his babysitter, and you see the flashes of him covered in blood. it's really trippy and foreboding and just ... so well done! i love the idea that boone's death majorly effects everything and everyone, not only in this season but in the seasons that follow, and it's nice that the show never forgets about him. i just really like his character and, though i'm sad to see him go, i know it's necessary.

shannon – surprisingly? shannon was one of the most enjoyable characters on this rewatch for me. i never thought much of her before, felt like she was a little annoying, but i genuinely liked her this season and i thought she was hilarious. i'm a little disappointed we didn't get a shannon flashback, but i know we will in season two, so i look forward to that. her grief for boone really fucking pains me and when walt gives vincent to her ... man. that scene hurts. i don't love she and sayid's relationship, to be completely honest, but i really like the scene where she tells him off for getting frustrated with her about the map. i still have mixed feelings about her going after locke after boone's death, but maybe it'll make more sense to me on another rewatch lol. anyway! not too much to say about her, except i enjoyed her presence ( a lot ) and that was a little surprising for me.

sun & jin – i'm combining these two into one, not only because i think they're important to talk about together, but also because i'm feeling a little lazy. anywho, i think it's really fun how the show makes jin out to be a pretty awful guy, but once you see his backstory – see his motivations, his fears – it starts to make a lot of sense. it's funny because jin is definitely one of my favorite characters, but it's pretty hard to like him at first. so i really enjoy his development in the first season, and his friendship with michael is really sweet. as for sun, i do like her! she's another character that's always just been kind of there, but i enjoyed her a lot more on this rewatch. her goodbye to jin before the raft leaves absolutely gutted me. the acting there was phenomenal. and i think it's really special we got these two characters because yunjin kim was so impressive when they were casting. it's upsetting to see these two characters who don't speak english, who are pretty much completely isolated because of this language barrier, but then sun speaks english?! the little twist there is just so great. her weird relationship with michael also isn't my favorite thing. i just really love sun and jin's relationship and how much it develops – they're probably my favorite couple on this show, tbh. and i know kate was behind a lot of the poisoning jin thing, but when jack tells sun he knows it was her, and she says, "are you going to tell the others?" that just BROKE me!! the fear and pain in her voice. ugh. she just wanted to keep him safe and off the raft. also, jin's dad is so sweet and i really love that scene between them in the flashback. and when sun is about to leave jin at the airport and he shows her the flower – god, that makes me cry every time. like full on sobbing. it's so good and their acting and chemistry is just amazing. anyway, i don't have too much more to say on them, but i adore sun and jin so much!!! definitely one of the highlights of this season.

hurley – i feel like it's a little hard for me to say much on hurley, mostly because we don't get toooo much development with him this season. like, we get one flashback but that's really it! so i'm excited to see more of him in season two for sure. but anyway, he's one of the funniest characters on this show and i love his interactions with literally everyone. and there is not one scene with him that i don't like. the numbers are probably my favorite part of this show, and i love his flashback about the curse and winning the lottery and all that. it's just great. and for rousseau to be the one person who tells him that maybe there is a curse? and that she doesn't dismiss what he's saying? it's so euphoric for him, and i love seeing it every time. hurley's friendship with charlie is also great – i just love those two. his flashbacks, alongside locke's, have always been my favorites and i just ... wanna see more of his character and past! he's just such a memorable character, and one of the first i think of when i reminisce about this show.

honorable mentions :

ethan – scary as fuck. this guy has always creeped me out, and the fact that he's tom cruise's cousin will never not be hilarious to me. he definitely scared the shit out of me as a kid and even still gives me the creeps. it's hilarious that the characters, especially charlie, start referring to him as a "what" rather than a "who." i love it. death was deserved, this man wouldn't have said shit.

sullivan – we were just calling him john lennon because we didn't know his name. his rash was a little concerning and jack brushing him off was annoying to me. and when he comes to the golf course and says "can i play?" i just love that scene. where did sullivan go ... 😔

scott & steve – i don't really know the difference between them, but rip scott. he deserved better.

arzt – probably one of my favorite side characters. he's so funny to me, and when he gets blown up i just ... bust out laughing every time. cannot wait to see this idiot again in s3 and s6.

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WOAH!! HEY GUYS I JUST READ YALLS JON IN HERMITCRAFT FIC AND LIKE !!!!!! WOAHEOAHWOAH!!!! VERY COOL!!!!

i havent even listened to magnus archives yet [its literally the next podcast im planning to listen to dw] but i am obsessed with this fic. its actually so cute despite the poor guy being in distress most of the time.

i will now theorise and talk about ur fic in ur ask box if thats ok sjdbhdhdhhedjbdjdb

🤔🤔 i wonder why jon was put for a day instead of respawning immidiately? maybe the server was struggling to connect him for the first time or somethin? or xisuma was tryin to block him or somethin? idk, itd be funny if it was The Universe forcing him to get some sleep for once. actually yea i hope thats it.

itll be very funny [or angsty depending on how yall spin it] to see jon realise that death is a consequence-less action in this world, either he watches someone die or dies himself. bros in shock like,,,, my brother in christ i just witness a death 😱😨😱☹️😟😱, but then the person rematerialises in a nearby bed like,,, a second later like,,,, oopsie daisies 😅😅 just got pranked and exploded along side my house 😝😝 mustve been that pesky bird 🤭🤭🤭 I'll be back, just have to collect my stuff 😮‍💨😮‍💨 and jons sitting there like (,,#ﾟДﾟ)

BAHAHAHA if jon was shocked at the ears and tail on ren then i cannot wait to see his reaction to doc adfsfjakggkagkkgaakgagakg

*clapping!!* Cub!! my favourite basement dweller!!

Omg i didnt even Think of how people casually talking about mining for supplies would sound!! very thoughtful on yalls part :D

Woooo!!! map mechanics!!!!

also!!! cub saying that jon would make it to Tangos by sun set IF he doesnt get lost feels like,,,,, foreshadowing,,,, where jon gets lost and has to deal with zombies and skeletons and spiders™️ 👀👀👀 bro will not survive the night sjdbjdbdhdhd

lmao no pressure to answer this but just know that i very much enjoyed the reading !!

WAAAHHHH JBSDJGBJDG Hi! I'm sorry, we were not expecting to wake up to anything this morning. We are extremely flattered!! We're going to try to talk/answer any of your questions or theories without spoiling anything we have planned but firstly! You should definitely listen to The Magnus Archives it's such a good podcast. You don't have to worry about our fic containing spoilers for any of the events in the podcast (to my knowledge, at least. Anyone is free to correct me).

____ 1) Our main reason for having him wait a day before respawning was so THIS MAN COULD SLEEP. This man hasn't had a proper 8 hours of sleep in weeks at this point and needed the rest. The Universe spoke and said he needs to sleep.

2) We're actually going to start to explore people dying in the next chapter and we are VERY very exciting to start on that. What I think will be funny even going forward is seeing how terrified Jon is of seeing people die verse how laid back the hermits are about it. Cause realistically this is what, their ninth season so I'd say they're pretty desensitized to it.

3) I think about his reaction to Doc a lot cuz here comes this shirtless creeper goat cyborg with crocs. IT'S JUST TOO PERFECT. We haven't pin pointed when we're going to introduce the two but when we do it's going to be so much fun to write.

4) Cub <3 <3 <3 So far Cub has been our favorite hermit to write cuz he's just so chill. He could say the most out there sentence and you'll be looking at him and he's just got a blank expression. You'll look at him like did you not just hear what came out of your mouth and he'll look like he's said nothing wrong. Love his guy

5) It's just a few things we think about the difference between hermits and non hermits. For hermits mining for resources is an (at least) a once a week things. Non hermits haven't needed to mine for resources by hand since what, since heavy machinery was introduced on the scene. So it's not something they think about unless their job is to mine for those resources / work those heavy machines.

6) I wouldn't say it's foreshadowing but mainly a light jab at Jon cuz maybe he looks like the kind of guy who you'd give him simply directions and he still gets lost.

(We are those people. Driving downtown is confusing even with a gps)

But yes, maybe Jon does have an encounter with some mobs later on. Who's to say? Hehe.

Anyways, I'm super glad that you've been enjoying our fic so far! Super exciting to get back to writing it more often now that we have a lot more free time.

Hope you have a good rest of your day/evening <3

-Xavier

[plzcallmesa]

DOLONIA ༄ [raph x reader]

[002]: rise of the turtles pt.2

masterlist

[01/02/03]

tw:swearing?

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“woooo”

“so that’s…”

“your mum” you teased.

“the mutagen that turned as all in what we are now”

“let’s drink some”

“what! why would you do that?”

“cause if you mutate a mutant you get a super mutant”

“yeah i don’t think that’s how it works” you tried to reason with mickey even if you knew it was pointless.

“or a pile of goon on the sidewalk”

“either way it’s an improvement”

“shut up”

“guys,this is huge. whoever kidnapped those people it’s somehow connected to what happened to us fifteen years ago.”

“how’s that possible?”

“with alien robots anything is possible”

“i’m with him”

mickey smiled at your support for him and your heart melted a little bit.

“what- why?”

“because when you live with mutants turtles and their dad, who is a rat, you start to believe anything”

“you, don’t encourage him; and you, stop! there’s no such thing as alien robots”

“oh yeah?”

“well if there’s no such thing as alien robots how do you explain THIS!”

he grabbed the man face and started trying to get it out.

“my face!”

“man this mask is glued on thigh”

“mickey stop it’s not a mask”

“okay he’s human, but the other guys were totally alien robots”

“enough! time to get some answers” finally raph decided to step on but you would’ve been lying if you said that you weren’t afraid that he could cause chaos.

“oh god”

“who are you? what’s going on?”

“name’s snake, and i got nothing to say to these freaks, but maybe if you give me five minutes with the girl…”

“oh too bad she’s off limits; but no problem, you’ll talk once you know us”

the man was trowed at your foot and while leo and donnie made sure he couldn’t escape, raph took the mutagen to interrogate him.

“see we were just regular guys,until” he proceed to open the container of the mutagen before continuing with his talk “we got hit with a little of this”

you had to stiff a laugh at the scared face of the man, you had to admit it was fun being a vigilante and scare criminals.

“what- what are you doing?”

“playing a little game that i like to call ‘mutation roulette’, now you could turn out handsome like me or you might end up disgusting and deforme like mickey”

“ehy!”

“raph!” you dragged the last sillabe with a singing tone while he concentrated on having some information.

“so, you feel lucky?”

you watched as he tilted the container letting the mutagen start to drop, the man was clearly hoping that he would stop but you could see he wanted answer and if this was the only way to have it,so be it.

“okay okay, they call themselves the krang, they’re getting scientist from all over the city.”

“now that worked pretty good” complimented him leo.

“of course it did, would you want to look like mickey?”

“i’m right here”

you hugged mickey from the side exaggerating everything in a way that mede him feel more like he was being strangled than hugged.

“okay, okay thank you for the love [name]” his voice come out very low and you lost your grip on him a little bit to made him breath.

you gave him a kiss on the top of his head while still listening to the conversation.

you heard that ‘snake’ didn’t know what they wanted from the scientist, he knew that ‘the krang’ were taking them out of the city, but he didn’t know where.

as you let go of mickey’s neck you also heard that donnie started talking about the girl,how he and her dad were both scientist and how the situation was perfect.

“i don’t think you’re her type” talked snake giving you a piece of his mind, too bad you didn’t asked for it.

you gave the man a kick in the stomach for this and he made a pained sound.

“where are they now?”

-☆彡

you were near leo, he was watching the building behind the lenses of his telescope.

“there’s gotta be like twenty of them down there”

“shit”

“yeah, and that’s just the ones we can see”

“alright, the all you can beat buffet.” said raph from behind you, he made his sai roll in his hands to made his point clear; he was ready to attack, luckily leo stopped him.

“we can’t just rush in there, we need a plan”

“he’s right”

“why?”

“think! you shell brain, there are innocent life on the stick if we screw this up they’re all goners.”

“then we want screw it up”

“boy i can sure go for some pizza right now uh?“

mickey voice called from near you and you slowly turned your head knowing what that meant.

everyone was watching at him incredulous but he didn’t catch the massage as he kept talking.

“what? i can’t be the only one that’s hungry”

“where is snake?”

“oh geez”

you watched the disgusting man ran away and you returned your eyes on mickey as you talked to him.

“i’m this close to hurt you mickey i swear!”

“get him!”

you followed snake down the stairs but he was really fast to be an old man, you all separated and you ended up following him alone, you saw he turned in a dark alley and you smiled at the idea of him trapped.

you were walking slow to not make noise but just when you were about to let him see you a strong hand caught your forearm.

“the hell, raph you scared m-”

he silenced you with an hand on your mouth and he pointed to the alley with his eyes; at that point leo made himself see to you and ,communicating with their eyes, they come out with a plan.

“oh great we let him get away” the leader said making his voice more high than normal as raph let go of you.

“woah woah, you’re the leader that means you let him get away” said raphael with the same tone.

at what he said leo lowered his voice making it possible to hear just for the three of you.

“you’re not helping”

“i’m not trying to help”

you elbowed raph in his stomach as they continued with their plan.

“ouch”

“okay okay, you want me to lead? fine”

“we go back to the lair, heal up, and then at midnight we drives snake’s van right up to the gate, they’ll think we’re him and we’ll go right in” he screamed making sure snake could heard him this time.

“and then we bust some heads?”

“and then we bust some heads.”

“alright!”

“i love an happy ending”

you took the same path as before and you met with the others.

“you got him?” asked donnie a little worried.

“kinda, our leader here came up with a plan we’ll explain later”

“we’re sooo good at this”

“sure mickey,sure”

you smiled as leo and raph decided to explain now the plan , you could see that they were all determined to save those people even if they didn’t know them, you were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice that you had arrived back at the manhole.

“ladies first” mickey repeated your words of before and you looked at him.

“then you should go” as you finished your phrase you pushed him down the sewers.

“ouch”

everyone’s snickered and you jumped after your victim, followed by his brothers.

“come on terrapins we finally have a plan”

when you arrived back to the lair you saw your sensei waiting for you and you all called his name as you ran down the stairs.

he did a little check on all of you while you explained the situation and your plan to save the family; you were silent and he noticed this but he didn’t say anything, as all the boys went to do their things to prepare for later, you remained with him.

“did something happened, my child?”

“beside everything? no not much” you both smiled but you saw in his eyes that he knew there was something more.

“sensei can i ask you something?”

he only nodded but it was enough.

“can you talk with leo? he seemed a little weird on the way back and i’m worried he’s gonna blame everything on himself”

“sure [name], i’m gonna check on him right now…if you have finish?”

he looked at you while raising an eyebrow excepting exactly what you said next.

“just- when we were fighting i- uh- i actually got more punch on me then on the criminals and i was wondering if i could start again the training with the boys? i promise i’m gonna be carefull and if i’m not you can make me stop-“

“yes”

“what? really?”

“yess [name], it’s time you start with your old training if you want to have good result against those criminals”

you hugged him and ,even if after some seconds, he hugged back holding you real tight.

“thank you sensei, i promise i’m

gonna be good”

“i know [name], i know”

you left his arms and you got up ready to go tell the others the amazing news.

“alright i’m gonna see the others, thank you again sensei”

a smile was evident on his face as he watched you ran to the others and a flash appeared before his eyes.

“hamato my man how are you?” your dad greeted him with an hug as they met before sitting together in a restaurant.

“everything’s good mark, thank you. so, what did you want to talk about? you seemed really serious on the phone”

“it’s about [name], my wife, she’s- she’s pregnant”

“really? that’s amazing!”

“i know,i know but it’s not everything. it’s some days that i’m feeling watched and i’m afraid that it’s not just a feeling.”

“what are you talking about?”

“it’s not important, just promise me that whatever happens you’re gonna take care of the child”

“i promise”

he huffed as he reconnected with reality, he made a promise and he was gonna keep it; but for now he had to go check in his son and his existential crisis. he gave you a last knowing glance before going to the dojo.

you didn’t notice anything of what happened with splinter since you were too deep in your conversation with donnie, you were set on his table near his working hands as he listened to you.

“so now you can train with us?”

“yep!”

“and you’re sure is not gonna be like the last time?”

“i hope so, i’m older now and i have two people’s life in my hands, i don’t have time to cry in my sleep.” you tried to joke obviously failing.

“if you say so” you know he wanted to sound comforting but his tone made you realised how really he worried about you .

“i swear donnie everything is gonna be okay and if something wrong happens i gave you the permission to punch me”

“promise?“

“promise” you said sticking out your pinky.

you watched his large finger meeting yours and you held tight as you promised, after some other small talks you decided to let him work and you got up from your spot on the table.

“alright now i’ll let you work in silence, bye!”

“bye [name]”

you went to the kitchen expecting to find at least one of the brothers but as you heard mickey and raph fighting in the background you understood that it was only you, well you and spike.

after you drank a glass of water you set on the table in front of him.

“hi spike, did red talked to you already?”

he didn’t answer, he just kept on eating his lettuce without giving you a glance.

“of course he did,he has a soft spot for you you know? really cute if you ask me”

you smiled at him and gently patted his head.

“i’m kinda afraid; i’m gonna start train with them again but i don’t know if i’m strong enough like i keep on telling myself”

you took a deep breath trying to calm yourself hoping for an answer that didn’t come.

“but i don’t have that much of a choice, i have a feeling that this isn’t gonna be the last mission on the surface, with the mutagen and everything there’s something more deep down, i know.”

this time he raised his head looking at you and for a second you taught he was gonna talk; obviusly nothing like that happened and you sighed.

“well, it was a good talk thank you spike. i’m gonna prepare for the mission, see you later”

-☆彡

you watched as the van exploded in front of the entrance and you took it as your signal to start the second phase of the rescue.

after explaining to mickey the plan for at least the fifth time you arrived on the other side of the wall thanks to donnie little invention.

you infiltrated in the vent and after some minutes you arrived inside the building.

you watched from inside the tubes some robots walking by and you had to keep the urge to point them to the boys, as five men walked after them you jumped down and after some punch they were all down.

“good job guys”

after your comment you kept walking while you ignored the talk between donnie and raph until leo scolded them.

“what part of being on the enemy’s lair you don’t understand”

after some more steps you arrived to a room full of robots and you had never been more proud of mickey than in that moment.

you put your left hand open towards the orange masked turtle and he slapped it whit his.

“woah, alien robots!”

“alien robots uh? were did i heard that before? oh yeah, i’ve been saying it for hours”

sadly he didn’t realise how high was the sound of his voice and that caused you to get caught; those aliens started shooting at you and you all attacked.

you tried to run behind the turtles since your human skin made you more exposed but at one point you all took a robot to put down.

the one you were fighting tried to shoot at you but you dodged every bullet and, when you arrived near enough, you cut his gun with your sword.

seeing that he was now disarmed he tried fighting back in a hand to hand combat but after some kick he went down making it clear that except for their weapon they were armless.

after some more robots you won the first fight but when one of them went down a brain came out of his chest, you all screamed as it was about to attack you but mickey hit it in the upper part making it lose his senses.

“see,see? it’s brain thing, i told you,i told you, but did any of you believed me? no!”

you coughed in your fist at the last phrase and mickey got the massage.

“except for you [name], cause you all think i’m just kind of bone head!”

the next seconds were a blur as everything happened incredibly fast; the brain regained his senses biting the mickey’s arm, then he tried to get rid of it throwning it across the room over the alarm button and everything went down.

“MICKEY!”

“okay, but i was still right about the brain thing, you gotta give me that!”

“let’s move”

“move where?”

“maybe away from here, uh red?” you said following leo.

“i think those are power conduits”

“oh that’s really interesting, thanks for sharing donnie”

“meaning the conduits are all converting that way, meaning that whatever’s going on in that direction is important!”

leo tilted his head in donnie direction as he followed after him, you moved your feet to the same way and you heard raph hitting mickey behind him.

you ran trough different rooms and corridors until you arrived in front of a prison room, donnie looked inside and saw the girl and her father in a corner.

“we found them”

“well now let’s free them uh”

just as you said those words bullets flew trough the air almost hitting you.

“we hold them up, you took them out”

you started hitting everything in your vision without thinking twice, you were scared but you knew you had to get those people out and the only way was hitting those robot without mercy.

you kept on hitting everything but you saw that donnie was still far away from finding a way, even after leo talked to him; as you cut one of the robots in half you trew one of your knifes near his hand.

“ehy!”

more robots came at you and you continued fighting as you chatted with donnie.

“donnie i swear if you don’t hurry up”

“why’s everyone telling me that?”

“i’m not gonna answer that”

raph saw you and donnie talking and decided that he had enough he walked to his brothers and he pushed him to the side.

“oh for the love of- get out of my way”

he took his sai and started smashing things, you weren’t actually watching as you kicked the last of your robots; when you turned around you saw the open cell and followed the boys inside, just as you were about to go out the door opened from the other said and more robots appeared kidnapping the girl and her father, again.

you ran away from the cell but when you arrived at the exit door the robot were still behind you.

“get the door”

and with those words raph took one of the robot arm breaking it, you helped close the doors with a kick and he used the arm to block it form opening again.

you gave each other a smirk and a low high three as you realised you had succeed in your plan.

“that will hold them”

“oh yeah!”

you both moved your eyes to the other turtles who where looking at you with crazy eyes.

“what?”

“you are both seriously twisted”

“thanks” you both said together.

just after that a scream echoed in the building and you looked up to see the girl with two robots, they were kidnapping her for the, what? third time? unbelievable.

“let’s get them”

“geez thanks blue here i thought we were gonna let them go away”

“oh shut up”

you smirked at his reaction while you ran to save the girl but a strange human plant stopped you in your track, it was terrifying and mickey was the only one to spoke.

“oh oh”

“you did this to me and now you’re going to pay”

“it’s snake, he mutated into a giant weed”

at that something snapped inside of mickey’s brain and he started thinking.

“it’s weird you think he’d get mutated into a snake”

“true”

“yeah you would, if you were an idiot!”

“his point is totally valid”

“why?”

“cause i say so?”

“cause his name is snake!”

“so?”

“you don’t understand scientist”

“ehm guys, you should see that”

“i’ll crush you turtles!”

“what happens if we say it was an accident?”

like if he was answering donnie question snake (or human plant thing) looked at you as he closed his claws.

“i don’t think he cares”

“so i’ll put you down for a no?”

and then chaos started, he wrapped one of his green tentacles around you and started squishing you, you cried in pain as you tried to get one of your knife from your side; as you tried to escape all the turtles were fighting against one of his arms, you cut it and you fell down on your feet with an hand on the ground and the other up.

“super hero’s landing”

as you murmured this you tilted your head up and you saw that the arm that you cut regrew back.

“WHAT?”

“it can regrew back? no fair!”

the sound of an helicopter could be heard in the air and you turned in that direction just to see the robots trying to fly away.

“donnie,GO!”

donnie was thrown by leo as you kept on fighting the plant thing, at one point mickey decided to call the new mutant ‘snakeweed’, you really couldn’t care any less about his name as others krang arrived.

between trying to not get hit by bullet and fight a mutant you adrenaline was the only thing keeping you up anough to fight back, you were all trowed back one near the other and you used those little seconds to catch up.

“i don’t know how much i can still hold guys”

“what’s the plan again chief?

“i’m working on it AHHH” leo flew away thanks to snakeweed but he continued his talked.

“the power conduit”

“you’re really gonna start talking about that again?”

“wait i think he’s right”

“raph,mickey,[name]” he did some signs with his hand and this time you understood him nodding back as an answer.

you and leo went behind snake to made the power generator explode as mickey and raph distracted both him and the kraangs.

leo trew his ninja’s star at him making him turn around and as he kept the attention of all the enemies on him you took your knife and, with all your force, you put it into the side of the generator making it start to break.

you ran away as the krang finished the work by shooting at it and making snakeweed explode; you were near the explosion and as you kept on running someone jumped on you making you both fall to the ground.

you opened your eyes and saw raph on top of you doing as a shield between you and the generator, everything stopped until he started moving and all your fear washed away.

“stupid” you told him under your breath as you both started to get up.

“ya know, a thanks would be nice”

“keep dreaming red”

as you finished your talks you didn’t realise you had fell in front of the boys but you didn’t had time to think of anything as you had to ran again away from the enemy.

you robbed a van from out the building, donnie was driving and the girl was on the passenger seat as the rest of you was set behind on the floor.

after some minutes of silence you decided to break the ice with the new girl introducing yourselves, she took your hand as she said her name.

“april”

“well nice to meet you april, you okay? did they hurt you?“

“no no i’m fine, just worried about my dad i guess.”

the silence filled the room again and you elbowed leo in the side to make him talk.

“well as you can see we’re mutant turtles but, we’re also teenagers…and my name is leo”

“we also know ninjitsu so you could say that we’re ninja, i’m mickey”

“i’m raph”

“woah, real sweet red, talk a little less next time will you?”

“stop being mad at me just cause i saved you”

“it’s not a saving if you die”

“i-“

“children,children, stop!” screamed donnie from the front seat making the both of us shut up “you’re gonna scream at each other later alright?!”

you huffed and there was again an awkward silence but this time was april to put a stop to it.

“so, you guys are teenage mutant ninja turtles right?”

they all hummed in response.

“but what are you?”

“i’m a human, i guess i was just lucky enough to grow up with them” you tried to hide your smile and sound sarcastic but you knew they all saw the little smirk in your face.

“how did you do it?”

“what?”

“i mean,four boys, that’s a lot of testosterone”

“yeah trust me sometimes i just want to punch them”

“ehy”

“totally not true”

“you know you love us”

“he’s right!”

“but they’re my boys you know, you hate them and you love them”

as they kept on chatting one with the others raph looked at you while he repeated the scene of your saving in his head for the thousand times and finally he understood.

he put his head on your shoulder as he talked in your ear.

“i’m sorry for before”

“you don’t have to say it just becau-“

“no i get it, i was just worrying about you like you worry about me- uh- i mean- us”

“yeah, but still…thank you for saving me”

you gave him a kiss on his cheek and moved your body so your back was pressed agains his plastron.

“how long have you been dating?”

all eyes fell on you cuddling in the side of the van and it took some seconds for both of you to realise the question that escaped april’s mouth.

“what? no we aren’t dating”

“he’s my bestfriend we are so not dating”

“oh, sorry”

“it’s okay april they act like a couple at least half of the time”

“what? leo that’s not true”

“it is”

“shut it mickey”

you started talking all together and nobody could understand anything but you still screamed at the top of your lungs; but while on the outside you were all just screaming at each other on the inside you started thinking about you and raph.

did you really acted like a couple? there was no way,right? no no no.

you were best friend ��best’ ‘friends’.

raph was thinking the same things as he thought back at your friendship and every little things that you did together.

at the end you al let go with the subject hoping for some music and both yours and raph’s mind stopped thinking about that ‘no sense’ as you relaxed trying to gain some energy back.

now that the adrenaline had went down only the tiredness remained and everyone tried is best to not fall asleep.

the ride was faster then what you thought and after leaving the van on the side of a road you arrived to april’s house thanks to the roof.

you watched her go the door and get greeted by her aunt, she looked really happy to see here as they hugged real thigh.

you waited for april on the roof, it took some minutes but she opened the window letting you know it was okay to come down.

you chatted about the situation and asked some question about her aunt and her well being.

“are you gonna be alright?” asked donnie.

“i guess, my aunt said i can stay here as long as i want. but i’ll be a lot better when i’ll track down the creeps that took my dad”

“won’t the police help?”

“funny thing when you tell them your dad was kidnapped by alien brains and robot bodies they don’t take you all that serious”

“i heard that”

“april, i promise you we will not rest until we find him”

“we won’t?”

“i guess”

leo gave a slap behind both your heads as you realise your mistake.

“no,we won’t”

“thank you, but it’s not your fight”

“oh girl you would be surprised” you said under your breath.

“yes it is”

you watched as donnie put his hand in her leg and they made eye contact making him blush.

“cutie” you exclaimed.

you all said goodbye before you jumped back on the roof and started to ran back home.

“did you see the way she looked at me?”

“for the third time donnie, we were there!” you said exasperated.

“god she’s perfect; she’s funny,she’s smart, she’s beautiful…”

“i don’t know who you’re talking about cause she still looks like ed sheeran, she said two words and she got kidnapped like four times”

“if i didn’t know you any better i would say you’re jealous [name]”

“of her? yeah sure”

-☆彡

you walked back into the lair and as you saw splinter first you pointed leo behind you with a tilt of your head.

he smiled and proceed to gave all of you compliment as you all explained the whole situation to him making him smile proudly.

you decided to lay on the sofa to relax as mickey turned on the tv, you heard some words about ninjas and you set up looking at the screen.

“big brother come here, we’re on the news!”

you proceed to look at a man talking about ninjas in new york, he showed leo’s ninja star and you remained open mouth as it ended.

“oh my, that’s not good”

“what are you talking about this is awesome, we’re gonna be famous”

“[name] is right, this is indeed bad; you must be more careful, ninja’s more powerful weapon is the shadow being brought out in the light is a dangerous thing”

“relax sensei it’s one little news story what’s the worst that can happen? come on [name] it’s okay.”

“yeah, you’re probably right.”

still as you said those words you had a feeling in your stomach that was telling you the opposite and you didn’t know if you were ready for what was about to come.

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

[01/02/03]

a/n:

let’s go with the second chapter!

4883 words, god the difference.

if it wasn’t clear you took your name from your mother cause i thought it was a cute idea <33

reader and april are gonna have to know each other a little bit before anything happens (at least from the reader’s side) so i’m just gonna keep on making the reader doubt a little of april as a person.

raph and reader are already starting to have some doubts but i’m not gonna rush things so keep reading.

every interaction with any of the other brothers is strictly platonic but i still wanna show how their dynamic with the reader works.

i think that’s it.

-sa :)

[transphilza]

okay okay!!! so first off i got some requests done while i was out so deffo some art coming in the next few days, and also i hit a milestone while i was out so thank you all <3

i saw lots of the pictures and videos from twitchcon on twitter and instagram, seems like it went great!! i didn’t see the whole dream smp panel, but i did see the end bit where they mention techno which was really touching — when they were asked if anybody wanted to say something about him it took my brain a second to register that it was phil who then spoke up, but as soon as it clicked that it was his voice i started crying. really really sweet

i did watch the tubnet twitch rivals event, it was so much fun albeit an absolute mess because tommy and wilbur were on their absolute Worst Behavior; but i’m very proud of tubbo and so excited to see tubnet next month :D woooo

hopefully things were not Too insane while i was out — i didn’t miss anything important i hope? i hope you guys have all been doing okay!!! <3 happy to be back

[soradragon]

You Got Mail Pt 1 Thorin Is A What!?

~summary~

Never thought that what had started as just delivering some packages would get you a family and friends you could only dream about.

It's hard to travel one point to another when they are far apart. Especially when danger is around every corner! Which is why you decided to help the people out by offering your service to help deliver packages or mail that a bird can't carry.

Only problem?

Most people are afraid of you. Your tall, broad and terrifying with that huge axe on your back. It causes quite a few misconceptions, like when that one person screamed at you not to kill him when you approached. Or that one time you knocked at a round green door and met waist to face with a hobbit, who fainted as soon as he saw you.

Whoops.

At least you gained a friend out that whole fiasco.

And now he has sent you with some packages to deliver to a friend of his far over the Misty mountains. Maybe you can find a place of belonging there?

You shall see.

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warnings: little bit of angst but afterwards none!

Fili x gender neutral tall reader

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You hurried up the stone stairs of Erebor, muttering pardon to every dwarf you almost bumped into. The packages in your hands blocked most of your view.

You were so far behind your estimated arrival. Those stupid orcs, holding you back from delivering these packages.

They didn't stand a chance. Your years of training into becoming a well-fleshed warrior paid off. Those scums were not going to stand between you and your quest to deliver these packages to a dwarf called Thorin.

You had no clue who that was.

This is why you were here, going up the many, many stairs towards what you assumed would be the throne room.

At least you hoped this was the right way. The kind dwarf had pointed you the way after you had accidentally scared him to death by suddenly appearing behind him.

You really hoped your size didn't give the kind lad the wrong impression of you...

You often left some sort of daunting opinion on the people you tried to talk to or offer your service to. Your intimidating stature was the main reason, like how you met good mister Bilbo Baggins!

It was a funny story now, according to Bilbo, though you had a completely different view on things.

The poor hobbit had fainted when he unsuspectingly opened the door of his hobbit-hole when there was a knock on the door and came face to waist with you. He fainted on the spot.

Now, you didn't want to be rude and just leave the poor hobbit lying in the doorway, so you did what any gentle person would do and carried him inside. Wiping your feet before going inside - you weren't a barbarian - You set him on the first stool you could find.

You waited at a distance, crouching down so you wouldn't scare him again when he would wake up.

After a while, mister Bilbo came to his senses. He was kind enough to listen to your apology and attempt to explain the accident.

The good hobbit apologized in return for fainting on his guest, which was a 'very impolite thing to do.'

Bilbo’s words. Not yours.

He had offered some tea to make up for his rudeness, which you humbly accepted.

And that's how your friendship began.

It had been months since that accident, and mister Bilbo still knowingly tells you he didn't hold a grudge and to forget it. That smart lad, he could read you like a book. Knowing when the nagging guilt of your tall, intimidating stature would resurface again and bring you down.

You were taller and broader than an average human, standing two or three heads bigger than the average person. Dwarves reached just above your stomach, hobbits stood even lower.

You had to crouch down to accept the packages mister Bilbo had asked you to deliver to a friend one day.

Which coincidentally was the same day you were so down in the dumps, muttering degrading stuff about yourself. Of course, Bilbo overheard it. And being the goodhearted, stubborn hobbit that he is, he had come up with a solution.

He had sent you off towards Erebor with his packages, promising you would find your place, believing it would be there.

Even now, as you walked up the stone stairs of Erebor, you had no clue what this had to do with discovering the place where you belonged, but knowing Bilbo, he had a plan.

You trusted mister Bilbo with your life. Surely he knew what he was doing. He was a wise hobbit. Having gone on his many adventures, he had learnt some things you couldn't imagine.

You smiled, thinking about the stories of mister Bilbo's adventure - carefully balancing the packages in your hands as you walked up the stairs - talking in many details about the journey:

How they faced the nasty trolls, confronted the dangers of the spiders and much more.

But what stuck with you the most was the way dear mister Bilbo spoke so fondly of his companions:

About Bomburto's delicious cooking. The two princes pranks, Borur's jokes and songs and many more. (You've forgotten most of the names of the companions, only remembering some of the names partly)

But mister Bilbo talked about one companion the most; Thorin Oakenshield.

It was clear how mister Bilbo thought about this fellow with affection.

Was Thorin his lover, perhaps?

It was not your business, you reminded yourself.

You only had to deliver these packages to Thorin Oakenshield. Heck, you had no idea who he was. Who knows how many Thorin Oakenshields there were in Erebor?

Bilbo told you you would recognize Thorin when you meet him.

You really hoped that was the case, since going off with just a name did not really help finding the right person.

You cursed with panic in your voice as you reached the ends of the stairs, tripping over the last step, which was crooked and broken.

One of the packages slipped from your grasp. In a panic, you reached an arm out, throwing your body forward. Your fingers slightly graced the wrapping paper making it possible to slap it up into the air again. Gaining the momentum you hoped was enough.

Sadly, it soared way too much to the side, right out of your reach.

Maybe the deities from above had pity on you at that moment, for someone caught the package before it could hit the ground.

Your soul almost left your body with relief.

"Not a bad catch if I do say so myself," a smooth voice chuckled from above you. You glanced up. Before you stood a dwarf with a smirk on his face. He offers you the packages as he spoke up again.

"Where are you off to, in such a hurry that you dropped this, my dear traveller?"

You didn't know how to respond, taken aback by this handsome fellow before you. Reaching out your hands, you accepted the packages from him, hands slightly brushing against his.

They felt rough, like they've been through a lot. They were warm and much smaller than yours. It enchanted you.

You cleared your throat after a moment of awkward silence, hiding your face behind one of the packages in embarrassment. Raising back to your full height, the kind dwarf had to crane his neck to look at you.

"I've...I've been told...I've got some packages for a Thorin Oakenshield from… from Bilbo Baggings, and I've been told that he would be in the throne room." You said, trying not to stumble on your words too much, feeling quite flustered by the recent predicament.

The kind Dwarf's face lit up when you mentioned mister Bilbo Baggings.

"Mister Boggings send uncle some packages? Why didn't you say so earlier, my dear traveller? Follow me, uncle will love to hear about our beloved burglar!"

The dwarf grabbed you by the arm and led you to what you assumed was the throne room.

To say you were baffled and speechless was an understatement.

The dwarf didn't seem to be affected by your stature, dragging you along like you weighed nothing. (Which wasn't true. You just let him lead the way) But he also called mister Bilbo, Boggings and a burglar!

Which wasn't like mister Baggings at all.

And uncle!?

You tried to wrack your brain for any clues as to who this very handsome dwarf was. No name nor idea came to your mind.

"Oh!"

The dwarf suddenly exclaimed, stopping in his tracks so suddenly that you bumped into his back. You took a step back immediately out of politeness.

He turned to you. Letting your arm go, he clapped his hands together with a smirk on his face. You still felt the lingering warmth on your arm.

"Oh, dearie me! I completely forgot to introduce myself. How terribly rude of me!" He scolded himself. Tapping his hand against his forehead. You would have thought he was genuinely apologetic, but his grin and eyes told you he wasn't sorry at all. It was as if he had planned this, and it had worked in the best way possible.

"Fili at your service, my dear traveller."

He spoke in a lowered voice as he bowed, never taking his eyes off your face. It was uttered in a way that made it sound like it was only meant for your ears.

It was a simple sentence, yet it left a strange feeling in its wake.

Like a wave of warmth flowed through your body from the toes to your head.

You resisted the urge to shiver.

You managed to calm your racing heart enough to respond to him, "Y/N at yours."

Fili repeated your name, trying it out for the first time. His smirk shifted into a soft endearing smile as he reached for your back, leading you forward once again. "Well then, Y/N, how did you meet good old Bilbo Boggings?"

And that's how you began telling the tale of how you met mister Bilbo. Fili seemed to cling to every word you mumbled. Face lighting up in a smirk or kind smile as you talked. He even gave his own opinion at any chance that presented itself. Most were teasing words to fluster you, but some were sincere and serious. Like, how he reacted with a scoff when you told him that people often are intimidated by your stature. Scaring them off before you could ever offer any kind of greetings.

It wasn't long when you suddenly realized something: Thorin was one of mister Bilbo's companions on his adventure. Fili here mentioned Thorin being his uncle, and not to forget Fili knew mister Bilbo personally... Not to forget, the name Fili did sound somehow familiar to you.

The wheels were turning inside your head.

The two of you reached the throne room without you noticing it. Still deep in your thoughts as you wandered in.

Why would Thorin be in the throne room if he were a civilian? Was he a guard or something? A scholar, maybe...? No, all of those don't match the image mister Bilbo had created for Thorin at all.

The way mister Bilbo always described Thorin was one of grace and strength. A stubborn dwarf with a passionate heart and in possession of great loyalty to his companions. He led the company with might and experience, a person who demonstrated nobility with every move he took and with every word he uttered.

Your head snapped up when a deep voice spoke, your eyes meeting crystal blue ones. And just like that, everything clicked in place.

How could you have forgotten? Bilbo had often talked about Thorin Oakenshield, about his deeds and image, but also about his nephews:

Fili and Kili. The mischievous brothers would often cause troubles for poor mister Bilbo. Though somehow, in all those tales he told you time and time again, he never once mentioned that they were royalty. Not to mention Thorin being the actual king Under the mountain!

"Greetings, traveller. I welcome you here in Erebor. For what purpose have you presented yourself before me?"

Thorin's voice sounded like a true leader. It was strong. And authoritative and carried clearly throughout the throne room. If you hadn't known of him from mister Bilbo's stories, you would've been too intimidated to speak. (Still slightly intimidated, were you supposed to bow? Kiss his hand? Something?)

Fili spoke up when you stayed silent for too long, "I believe this traveller, Y/N, has come from far to deliver some presents to you, uncle."

Thorin had opened his mouth to ask further but was interrupted by a dwarf who popped up next to you. You startled, flinching from the sudden closeness. You managed to stop yourself from hitting the dwarf on the head in reflex. The dwarf didn't seem to mind, ignoring your noise of surprise, standing on his toes to look at the packages in your hands. "My oh my, look what we have here!" The dwarf exclaimed, snatching the first package out of your hands to look at it better.

"Kili," Fili said through clenched teeth, glaring at his brother, who rolled his eyes at him.

"He's such a killjoy sometimes, that dear brother of mine," Kili complained to you in a low voice and gave you a wink. After Fili cleared his throat, Kili gave the box back and twirled around, bounding over towards Fili with a cheeky grin on his face. He threw his arm over Fili's shoulder, using his entire weight to lean against him. Fili sighed at Kili's antics.

"Presents from our dear burglar from the Shire. Oh, I wonder what kind of gifts master Boggings has for our dear uncle~" Kili said in a singing voice smirking towards Thorin. From what you could see, you noticed Thorin's eyes widened slightly. He shifted in the seat of his throne as though he wanted to leap down and snatch the packages out of your hands.

Thorin had uttered something you couldn't catch, but you guessed he asked you to confirm Kili's words, so you nodded.

"Um, yes, master Bilbo has sent me to deliver these packages to you."

You felt so awkward as you spoke. You had no idea what else to say or do, for that matter.

Master Bilbo did not give you any instructions to approach this whatsoever.

Thorin rose up from the throne, making his way towards you with purpose in his every step. It was hard to look away. You felt your body tense up underneath his piercing gaze. Thorin stopped at the start of the stairs, waiting. Unsure what to do, you glanced towards Fili, who gave you an encouraging look. Motioning with his head for you to go towards his uncle. Swallowing, you took a hesitant step, then another, and another, till you met Thorin halfway. His eyes seemed to twinkle as you gave the packages to him. He nodded gratefully to you, glancing at the note atop of the boxes.

You don't know what master Bilbo has written on it (you didn't want to be rude and peek) but, it seemed to make Thorin quite satisfied.

"I thank you, traveller," Thorin said, glancing up at you before looking back at the note. You managed to find your voice and smiled. "It's my pleasure, master Bilbo is a good friend of mine. I'm glad I was able to be of service to him." You said, mentally patting yourself on the back for finally finding your courage to talk to him.

Thorin looked at you this time, he didn't avert his eyes again. "You know Bilbo personally?" He asked. And did you just mistake it? Or did the corners of his lips tilt upwards a little? And his eyes seemed to twinkle.

"Ah, yes, I do. Master Bilbo let me stay at his house for a while. He often talked about his adventures with the company. He really makes some delicious tea."

Were you the only one who was feeling awkward in this conversation? You had no idea where this was going, but apparently, you were going to go along with it.

"I am glad to hear it's going well with our burglar," Thorin said, smiling softly to himself.

"Dear traveller, I must ask you to stay here for quite a while longer before you go on your travels again. For you see, the entire company - me included - would love to hear more about how our dear burglar is faring. You see, Bilbo does not always mention the details about how he is doing in his letters he sends us. We would love to hear it from someone who knows him. It's far more comforting reading it on a piece of paper, don't you think so too?"

Okay, what's going on?

Thorin turned to address a guardsman. "Could you lead this dear traveller to their temporary stay? Take a special guestroom nearby. They must be tired from the journey. You are dismissed."

The guard nodded and turned to lead you out of the throne room. Before you made your way to leave, Thorin turned to you with a smile. "May you have a good night's rest, Y/N."

"U-um, yeah...sure..." You just nodded and let the guard lead you. You were out of it. All of it happened way too fast for you to wrap your head around.

Fili and Kili requested their dismissal before following after you. Kili eagerly walked next to you. "So...You really know our dear burglar?" Kili asked, his eyes glancing towards you before averting again and so on. He was smiling, but his eyes were focused as if he was thinking of something.

"Uh...Apparently...?" You internally cringed at the words that tumbled out of your mouth. It sounded more like an uncertain question instead of an answer.

Oh, that did not go smoothly at all.

Before Kili could reply, you started to backtrack. "Well, if you mean burglar....as-as in master Bilbo Baggings...Then, sorta...? I-I mean...I never knew master Bilbo is a burglar... Not that I'm saying that he never steals or anything. He has snatched a couple of Lobelia's silverware. But it was originally his...so I don't know if that counts...Not that he should steal stuff! Stealing stuff is bad!"

And, you have started rambling. Nice...

You cleared your throat before muttering. "What I meant to say was: If you mean master Bilbo, then yes...I do know him..." You were staring at the floor now.

It was quiet for a second before Kili started to snicker. Glancing up, you saw him smile brightly at you. He pointed a finger at you, "I like you. You'll be fun to be around." Mischief sparkled in his eyes. You glanced towards Fili, who rolled his eyes at Kili before giving you a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I won't let him prank you too much while you stay here."

Though the comment wasn't as reassuring as his smile, it did, however, soothe your nerves quite a bit.

And in an instant, you slightly felt like you really were a part of them.

You were glad the two brothers accompanied you to your chamber. The guard did not speak once. She just walked ahead without showing any emotions. It would've been a very awkward walk if it wasn't for the two brothers. For that, you were very grateful.

Kili kept talking animatedly while Fili jumped into the conversation every now and again. Mostly making jokes with his Kili, which made you smile every now and again.

This place didn't seem so bad.

Once you reached the door of your chamber - it was definitely your chamber since the guard opened the door and said: 'Your room.' Before taking off. - You turned to face the dwarves. With a bright smile on your face, you spoke to them. "Thank you for leading me here. I think I can find my way into my chamber on my own," both of them chuckled at that. "So, I think I'll be seeing you tomorrow again?" Before Kili could open his mouth, Fili had already spoken up, "indeed, dear traveller. We suggest you rest early for tomorrow, for you shall get to meet the rest of the company."

Kili pushed Fili a bit to the side, "indeed! And we'll come to guide you to the meeting hall! So no sleeping in - or do, I'm curious how my newest gag will play out." He said while his eyes sparkled with mischief.

You rose up to the challenge, "then I will just have to be awake before you come to get me."

Fili smirked. "Don't give him any ideas." He said. Kili shushed him. After giving Kili a playful glare, Fili turned back to you. "Well, we need to be going. Dwalin is waiting for us in the training hall." Fili said, giving a bow as a goodbye before walking off with Kili, who groaned.

"He's gonna kick my butt."

"That's your fault for getting caught."

"Next time I'm not gonna cover for you, I will drag you with me."

Their bickering could be heard muffled as they walked away. It brought a smile to your face. You closed the door behind you once you couldn't hear the two of them anymore.

And for once, you didn't feel as heavy anymore.

*(*)*(*)*

"Did you just see the same thing I did?"

"I sure did, Kee."

"They seemed so comfortable and happy at that moment. Not at all awkward like in the throne room. You met them first. Have they smiled like that before?"

"No, they didn't, nor were they as confident."

"...They did seem kind of solemn when they entered the throne room."

"They were like that the whole way."

The two brothers stayed quiet for a moment before Kili met Fili's eyes, and both of them lit up. "You thinking what I'm thinking, Fee?"

"Oh, you know it, Kee."

The two looked at each other with a big grin, and with a silent promise, they decided to make sure that Y/N's stay would be one they will fondly remember.

"Don't think I didn't see you, ogling at them the entire time when they weren't looking. You are not as subtle as you think, you know."

Kili said with a smug grin on his face, leaning on Fili, who pushed him off. "Don't think I didn't see you, trying to make them laugh the moment they stepped into the room. You don't try that hard when you don't have a purpose for doing it." Fili rebutted, smirking back. "You are not as subtle as you think, you know." He mimicked.

The two princes kept bickering as they went to the training hall, where Dwalin would be waiting for them. They held their heads up high as they went in. Their eyes shone with determination, for they had something to look forward to.

*(*)*(*)*

At the same time, Thorin had, after handling the last meetings of the day, taken the packages and the letter to his resting chambers. And now, he sat at his desk with the contents of Bilbo's gifts sprawled over the desk. With each gift came a letter. Explaining the reason and intent of said gifts.

But Thorin wasn't paying those letters nor gifts any attention.

Instead, he was looking intently at the little thick notebook in his hands.

It was rather small for his big hands. But definitely big enough for the hands of a hobbit. As Thorin read the pages full of cursive words, it became apparent to him that these notes were created on the journey back to the Shire till very recent. It was like a diary.

Every couple of pages talked about how Bilbo was doing. What he was up to at that time and what he was thinking about.

It was written in such a way that made Thorin feel like Bilbo was actually here, here right next to him, with his expressional hand motions as he talked. Explaining all those little discoveries and thoughts which floated inside that curly head of his.

Thorin couldn't help his smile tugging at his lips when he read the page of Bilbo talking about the little acorn sprout that had started to peek out of the dirt. And how it made him think of Thorin.

Little notes like this made a feeling of warmth and fluttering emerge from his stomach, spreading to his chest.

In the last chunk of pages, Bilbo had started talking about meeting and befriending a human of tall stature. He talked about how awkward yet kind the person was. Not two pages into this new development, Thorin had found the name of this new person; Y/N.

They were happy to hear about Bilbo's stories, unlike most of Shire. Happy to help out with any chores to repay Bilbo's kindness and hospitality. Happy to stay with Bilbo and enjoy his company, unlike most of Shire who would rather stay away, only meeting up with him out of politeness.

Bilbo even mentioned that he would love for Y/N to meet the company. But the happy notes turned quite glum when Bilbo discovered the demons, which tormented the confidence and enhanced the insecurities deep inside of Y/N.

Thorin stopped at the last page of the book. It was addressed to him.

Dear Thorin, it read.

I have sent Y/N over to you with some gifts to deliver to you. If you are reading this, then that means that they have found you well.

Please listen to my request.

I ask you to house and take care of Y/N for me. Now you may be wondering. Why? And I will explain why.

I care for them like a parent would for their child. I want them to be happy. But I know they will not find that happiness here in the Shire.

They have no feelings of belonging here. The others shun them and are afraid of them. Sadly, they were not welcomed anywhere, nor do they feel like they belong anywhere, for that matter.

Thus I have hoped that they will find a place of belonging here in Erebor as I did some time ago.

They think that I have just sent them to deliver these gifts, so do not withhold them from leaving if they want to. And please, do not let them know I asked you of this, they would be terribly hurt.

I will be forever grateful for your help if you accept this request of mine.

May we meet each other once again soon.

Yours truly, Bilbo Baggins.

Thorin reread the page a couple of times intently before making up his mind, eyes shining with determination. It was only natural that Thorin would take good care of his guests, but a friend of Bilbo was a friend of the company.

Thank you for reading, and keep soaring high!

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[kuro-dahlia]

The Obey Me! men, but they get kabedoned by a strong Male MC

(WARNING: Some NSFW references)

Lucifer

- Shock and awe at first, then the lecturing, and THEN the smug reverse card where he tells the MC that he's the one who must perform the kabedon on them. Not the other way around. Either way, the MC may have struck a special nerve because once the two of them walk away, he does sense a feeling of amusement from being pinned by such a strong man in such a way.

Mammon

- "WOAH?! Oi, what are you doing!? Is this about the money you asked me to lend you back after I borrowed some of yours?.. D-Don't be so close to my face like that, i-idiot!.." Also shocked at first, but he can't really kabedon the MC back unless he really has the nerve for it (and if he can handle the bashfulness he gets when the two are so close together). Once the MC pulls away and laughs it off to let him know it's just for fun, he'll still be a fairly flustered mess but will shake it off as well, just letting it go with a quick "Geez, don't scare me like that!" before giving him a small chuckle as well.. Even though in his mind he was kind of hoping for a little extra contact.

Leviathan

- "WOOOO-!?!" Okay but for real, this guy is going to be as red as a perfectly ripe summer tomato from head to toe. He never thought this would happen to him, but the fact it's happening by the big, strong man in the house that he's been developing some serious feelings for? Is this a dream? Because whether it is or not, this is the best day of his life. Even if he can't exactly say it out loud unless the MC can understand him through his sputtering.

Satan

- Gets wide eyed and defensive at first from the impact against the wall, but then when he sees who had slammed him there he couldn't resist a smug expression either. The large male MC is performing what he recalled was the "kabedon" on him? Part of him felt rather turned on and also daring to switch the position at that moment to pin the towering man against the wall instead. But since they were in a mostly public location, he could only tease the MC with a "Watch your step or I'll have to punish you~."

Asmodeus

- "Ah!! Oh, MC! Please be gentle!.." Gets a bit pouty or even just plain upset at first. But when the MC offers him an apology and a soft stroke to the cheek to make him focus on him, he just couldn't stay mad for long and lets it go with a giggle and a peck to the lips after a short lecturing. He wouldn't be lying either if he said that he would love having the MC pin him onto his bed with all that strength of his.

Beelzebub

- Big man against a big man? It would probably be hard to tell if the MC was doing a kabedon on Beel or wanting to wrestle with him with all the strength he has to put into pressing him onto a wall. At first, Beel would even be confused until the MC quietly refers to what he is doing. Once he understands, the two would just laugh it off until the MC pulls away... And then while he is distracted, he wouldn't be expecting the large gluttonous demon to grab his wrists and have his turn pinning him to the wall. "As fun as this 'kabedon' seems, I think I like it better seeing such a big guy like you pinned like this~..."

Belphegor

- If he's really tired, he would either take a while to process what the MC is doing, or become wide awake at the sudden contact. For a moment he would also be defensive too, thinking the MC wants to threaten him or fight. But when the MC briefly explains his motives, he calms down enough to just be confused before telling him off not to frighten him in such a way or else he would've hurt him. Of course though, the snide little devil would also admit that he wouldn't mind the MC doing such an action when they have much more privacy together.

Diavolo

- "Oh! What are you doing, MC? Is this a special game~?" Kind of oblivious to the action at first, but based on the smile curling onto the MC's lips along with the quiet snickers slipping out from them, he knew it must've been a little joke they wanted to pull off on him. He was still impressed though that the man in front of him could pin him so hard against the wall due to his own personal strength causing a struggle for some who wanted to fight him in the past. But eventually he also finds amusement, and tells the MC before they pull away that he would enjoy them doing the action more often on him.

Barbatos

- Before the MC even managed to slam his hands on each side of Barbatos and pin him to a wall close by, the butler would do a swift sidestep and remain poise even with the surprised male looking at him with their hands against the wall. "Nice try, MC. I could sense your mischief before I even reached you at the end of the hall." Even though the plan didn't work, he does give them a more sly looking smile as he whispers into their ear that he could offer them a much more exciting way to be pinned down when he was off-duty.

Solomon

- He's heard about this action, and seen it a lot from Levi's animes whenever they spent a day together, but he wasn't expecting it to happen to him. Much less by the tall, masculine MC their selves. Although the impact against the wall seemed forceful, he still remained calm enough to chuckle and question the MC's reasoning behind their plan. Once he understood that it was just for fun and curiosity of his reaction, he lets the situation go and shakes his head at the MC's childishness. Maybe next time he'll think up a spell that could increase his strength to get back at him.

Simeon

- "*Gasp!* Ah, MC! You scared me, eheh~!.." Would be pretty flustered and confused at first as well, but after the large male in front of him meant no harm he calms down as well and presses his hands on his chest to gently push him away for room to breathe after a near heart attack. The angel has never dealt with an experience like this in his life, so he didn't know how to react on the morality of it. But he did know that as shocking as it was at first being pushed into the wall in such a forceful way by the MC, he also found it.. exciting?.. Uh oh...

Luke

- Male MC: *One handed kabedon!*

Luke: AH!?! What was that for-?!

Male MC: Shhh, I got the stuff for you kiddo. *Hands him one of those Zebra Cake snacks.*

Luke: O-Oh, um, thanks MC!.. *Takes it thankfully but still looks at him all shocked.*

[rukanrin]

Hello, may i give a request? Tbh dis is my first time giving request so sorry for my bad english :') Anyway can u do maybe a bit long hc dmc boys with their s/o who is like have dat mom energy? Like for example Dante gets nag (a lot) bc he's often leaves da shop messy etc. Maybe he earns (small) smacks on his head/arm. Also can add a bit angst in it? Where da boys came back home from a mission full with injuries & their s/o starts going blah blah blah & they sorta got sick of it but when they turn to see their s/o already shed tears cuz just really worry sick about them

Tysm! I've been reading ur hcs and i gotta say I love em all so keep up da good work :D Well maybe i have couple of more requests in mind but dat will be later uwu

Hello there! don't worry about your English,i understand the struggle :3 i had fun planning this out and it kind of turned into a small scenario on the angsty parts,hope you enjoy! -lots of love,Ruka

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Dante

-oh....oh no!

-he would get scolded so much,about bills,the mess,and most importantly....the damned pizza boxes lying around everywhere

-he would play along with it saying stuff like 'ok mom' or 'as you with mother'

-if you clean the office,he will take a moment to calm down like 'why the hell is it so clean in here,who did this!?'

-will actually clean after that from time to time,not wanting to make you do all the hard work

-if you like reading action books,he will lay his head on your lap as you read out loud to him,both of you giggling if you try to do an impression of a character and you fail

-you're the one in the kitchen,don't ever let him cook,he tried once.....and lets say....eh....the kitchen isn't very 'un-burned'

-He once came back from a mission,covered in his and other demon's blood,he found you sitting on the couch, clearly paranoid,but once you started complaining about how reckless he is he turned around,only to walk back in to see you crying,to which he responded by quickly enveloping you in a hug,telling you over and over that he's ok, after that he still taunted and was playful during missions,but way more careful

Vergil

-queue the choir of angels

-he likes the fact you scold the others, especially Dante for the state of his office,but when it comes to him,he will listen and try his best to fix whatever is wrong

-the only time he ever rolled his eyes at you scolding him is when you pointed out that the books on the bookshelf weren't placed properly like 'what do you mean books are ment to be kept in size order!?'

-He will melt if he comes back to a clean headquarters,but then it will be his turn to scold you for doing all that work,he couldn't even find a single speck of dust anywhere!

-He came back from a mission a few deep cuts still regenerating from the battles,then he saw your curled up form on his desk chair,followed by your anxious complaints and his huffing,but when he turned to face you,you were already on the verge of tears,without even thinking he embraced you, apologising a hundred times and reassuring you he will be fine.

Nero

-woooo momma

-he once found you fixing his ripped jacket,staring in pure shock,it looked brand new!

-if you scold him a bit too much he will give you the title of 'nico's non biological sibling'

-you once found a recipe for a food from fortuna,once he tried it,the poor guy started crying tears of joy,it turned out to be one of his favourite meals!

-after the qliphoth incident,he came back pretty wounded,only to come to you whining and telling him to be more careful,but that anger you were feeling turned into sadness real quick,using his wings and arms to hug you,reminding you that he's not fully human so wounds like this aren't fatal to him,but he tries to not get hit more often after that

V

-ya cant really scold this gothic poet

-you once got into an arguement with griffon over teasing V so much,which ended up in politely borrowing V's cane and giving the little chicken a good wack on the head

-try not to loose your temper if his familiars accidentally misplace something,they are really trying to help!

-he enjoys a clean house but he's worried that you may overwork yourself

-he came home after defeating Niddhog,having taken a few good hits,and came back to you,who tackled him to the ground,whining about how many battles he goes into,he grumbled but soon felt you tremble, signaling you were upset,followed by a lot of cuddles on the floor because neither of you wanted to get up

[attemptinghaikyuu]

Fake Dating: Sugawara

A/n: I’m not sure if I made him chaotic enough, but we can hope~

G/n reader

Sugawara Koushi

Being best friends with Asahi, you end up being at volleyball practice an unnecessary amount

You’re not part of the club, but at this point you might as well be

You and Asahi just kinda drag each other everywhere??

During your time at the club you become friends with the rest of the third years

It’s a tight knit group

You always eat lunch together, and during this time you notice that most other students avoid your general area

Which makes sense, y’all get pretty loud

Daichi’s yelling about the first years needing to work together, Asahi’s trying to not get in the way, Kiyoko’s just chillin, and you and Suga are laughing at it while simultaneously poking fun at Daichi

You make him even madder then he was to start with, and now you’re both regretting it

Suga and you are definitely the most childish in your group

At least that’s what Daichi says, but pffft, what does he know??

It’s not like you both snuck out at night to grab ingredients for a cake for the volleyball team once... and then made it spicy as a prank....

Definitely didn’t do that😬

Your similar interests in causing messes help cement your friendship

But you both have your own ways of cheering people up and that’s how you first genuinely connected and became friends

Being besties with Asahi means needing to comfort him on the daily, not that you mind <3

Being there for Asahi makes you happy, you give him hugs when he needs them and joke about the aces on the other teams not being able to match Asahi’s strength

Suga’s way of cheering others up are hits of love

A bonk to the head and a few words of reassurance to get his friends and teammates feeling better is his go to

Sometimes you team up to encourage someone who’s really down or nervous

By the time you’re both done the person has so much confidence, they probably think they could receive a ball (cough, Hinata, cough)

There’s also the rare occasion where you both turn to encouraging each other

It almost always turns into a competition of who can make the other feel better

These encouragement battles have the whole team gathering around to see who wins

The volleyball team also have to pull you both apart after you start aggressively caring for one another a little too much

It’s a friendship you can’t imagine being without, one where you can go to one another when somethings wrong

You usually go to Asahi when you have a problem though

However, the thing currently plaguing you is something you need Sugawara’s help in

It’s surprisingly easy to explain what’s going on and how you plan on handling it

He straight up agrees because he’s thinking this’ll be free entertainment and he’s pretty sure this will work out for you

Your idea is to gouge your best friends reaction to you dating someone because maybe you have a small crush 👉👈

Okay sO ITS HUGE AND YOU WANT TO SMOOCH ASAHI

So you’re gonna find out if he feels the same through the only idea without you confessing best idea ever conceived

You’re actually really nervous and sweaty when you see Suga before practice at the time you agreed on to tell Asahi

Suga’s smiling and seems relatively relaxed (he’s panicking on the inside, he doesn’t know what he’s doing), and you try to copy him as you spot Asahi

Waving him over, you consider bolting and going home to scream in your pillow, as he gives you a smile asking if everything’s alright

You stand there for a solid minute just thinking how to start this

Then Suga grabs your hand, making you jump as he says, “Y/n and I just wanted to tell you that we’re dating!”

Asahi makes a squeak and stares at you two in shock before chuckling

“I wondered whether you two liked each other,” He pats your head and continues, “I’m happy for you guys.”

You’re smile is strained as you nod and reply with a happy yep!

Aware of the concerned look and small squeeze from Suga’s hand as Asahi goes in the gym, you turn to quietly thank him for helping out, so you can leave as quickly as you can, when you hear deafening WOOOO’s

Looking to the gyms entrance, just in time to see Noya and Tanaka come running out, yelling about how lucky you and Suga are

Uh oh

Before you know it the whole team is around you asking questions like when you got together and who asked who out

Asahi comes over with a smile and tells everyone to leave the new couple alone

So that’s fun :,)

The whole team thinks you’re dating now and if you say you aren’t, then you’ll have to explain to Asahi why you did this

Making an in the minute decision, you answer some questions, “I asked Suga out! And I did it in the middle of one of our compliment battles.”

Suga knows what you’re doing, figuring he agreed to this, he goes along with it hoping you’re alright

Daichi pats you both on the back after the team’s interrogation

Frustration from the situation you’ve put yourself in, has you in near tears, when you finally get to apologize to Suga

Pulling you in for a hug he apologizes too

“You’re not the only one who got themselves into this mess, I did agree to it after all.” He frowns, “I really thought Asahi liked you, that’s why I said yes, so don’t worry. We’re in this together.”

A very radical conversation later, and you’ve decided to keep the dating act up for three months before telling everyone you broke up and we’re better as just friends

Nothing has changed besides you trying to be as close to Suga as possible when Asahi’s around

Daichi ends up asking if you guys actually like the other when you’ve been acting so off as of late

Asahi gives you a concerned look and asks if everything’s going okay as well

If I’m being honest, no Asahi it’s not, and yA WANNA KNOW WHY, I CAN TELL YOUAJTGBGVWZ

You refuse to tell Asahi about your feelings so you and Suga step up your fake dating game😤

You end up holding hands constantly, it’s really comforting??

He squeezes it when he see’s you stressing and it helps calm you down, like it’s super grounding

You make him lunches as thanks sometimes

He knows how to make you feel better and you can’t help but start to search for him when ever you want a hug

A cold day after practice when you’re walking home with Suga you both decided that was a couple thing to do and now you walk each other home he gives you his jacket since you forgot

He’s blushing, Suga really didn’t know you’d look so cute in it

He’s giving it to you constantly after

He gets incredibly hyped about you wearing his jacket, so much so, that you’re a little embarrassed

But... it makes you happy to have someone who cares so much and gets excited at the little things you do🥺🥺

You grab his spare jersey (with the help of Kiyoko) and start wearing it to all his games

He cries the first time he sees you do it

Sugawara isn’t a star player, he isn’t even a starting player, you choosing to wear his jersey has him feeling bubbly and warm inside

He can’t stop hugging you when the games over, he literally refuses to let you go

Not that you care, you love Suga’s hugs

They’re encompassing and safe

You don’t remember when you started talking to Asahi again, but sometime in this fake dating you found you were fine talking with him

You’re actually gushing about Suga and the small study date you have this weekend with him, when he brings up “You have actual hearts in your eyes when you’re with Suga, ya know?”

That makes you stop because what?? You still like Asahi right?

Or wait...

You gasp, startling Asahi as you realize who you like

Panic wraps around you and your friend, noticing tries to reassure you, “Sugawara does the same thing too, he really likes you okay?”

Gulping you ask “He does?”

Once he reassures that Suga does in fact have heart eyes for you, you have a slight confidence boost

Just enough to run to find Suga

He was on his way to the gym when he heard you calling him

He turns, brightening when he sees you running up to him panting

His smile gives you an extra push to finish your impulsive choice

“You’re incredible Suga, whenever I’m with you, I feel like I can take on the would! It’s like you know exactly what I need! When I see your smile after one of my bad jokes, my bad days become good ones!”

Pausing when you see Suga getting ready to join in on your compliment train, you push out the last bit. “You make me incredibly happy! And I have to ask if you’d be my boyfriend beCAUSE ID LOVE TO DATE YOU.”

Suga’s shocked

And then he’s trying to stop himself from crying

Your feeling both relieved and sick to your stomach as this happens

Maybe Suga doesn’t actually like you?? This was probably a mistake wasn’t it????

Before your overthinking can continue, Suga gives you a small kiss

He smiles as he leans his forehead on yours, murmuring “I’d love to date you.”

[fanfictionandshi]

As a bitch with PTSD, I loved the Pico headcanons. Can I get a few more?

Ahhh tysm for the request! I’m happy you liked them! May or may not have been busy and tired but when a bitch gets requests they suddenly get motivation 😊

Pico x gender neutral! Reader  Headcannons!  Catagory: Fluff, little bit of angst, and comfort both ways  TW: mentions of ptsd, panic attacks, guns, cursing, religion, bleeding, and getting shot.

Note: I don’t have ptsd or panic attacks, please let me know ASAP if anything comes off as offensive or is incorrect, I don’t wanna spread misinformation. I’m going off of my own knowledge. Thank you! 

- Along with helping each other through ptsd, you two are also mindful of your triggers and panic attacks   - If you get triggered by guns, Pico keeps his gun away from you the best he can.  - I have a personal headcannon that Crosses/religion related things trigger Pico (since Cassandra wears crosses and holds a Bible-like book)

- But sometimes mistakes happen. 

- You getting triggered: “Heyyyyy love! Went to the store, got you your favo- oh no. Oh no no. Fuck! I left the damn gun out” “... The bodies are everywhere. I can’t feel my arm... what is happening I can’t feel my arm!-” “Baby it’s okay, I’m here I’m here! Take deep breaths...” 

- Pico getting triggered: “Oh hey love! What do you wan- ... oh god. Oh god no. I left my damn Bible out.” “... She shot her. And I can’t do anything. She’s bleeding what do I do what do I do-” “Hey hey! I’m right here love. Let’s do your breathing exercises, hm?” 

- After getting triggered and having panic attacks, you guys always cuddle after, ensuring the other all is okay. - Pico getting comforted: “I’m no so sorry. I couldn’t do anything I” “Love, just stop. It’s okay. You were a KID. You hear me? A KID. And even then, you did great, got us both out of there.” “Bu-” “No ifs ands or buts!”  - You getting comforted: “I couldn’t do anything to help, I’m so sorr-” “Don’t even finish that damn sentence. Come on, it’s in the past. All that matters is that we are here. Together.” “But-” “Shut up and kiss me.”  - Cuddling with Pico means he is usually the big spoon, but after flashbacks and panic attacks he likes to be the small spoon. He likes being taking care of sometimes other than being the care taker.  - When cuddling, Pico always hold on to you tight, and he smells like cinnamon and pine trees. You often pet his hair when cuddling.  Author: Woooo the amount of ideas I had was crazyyyy! This was fun to write, hope you like! Also tysm for like 20 followers! I like, deadass am so thankful rn 😭 Tysm for this request! Now to do these other requests that Ik my lazy ass will take an hour to do 😭

Post editing note: imma count this as Pico x reader part two because i worked way too hard on this shi-

[myblueeyedbuggers]

My Boys

Chapter 12

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11  Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader (Best Friend) Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 2420

Warnings: Slight bit of swearing

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change.

Eyup My loves! Soo How’s your week been? Good I hope, so a bit of news for you all, there’s only  two/three more chapters left till this book is finished and then we’ll be moving onto (Drum roll) The First Avenger! Woooo! I hope you’re all as excited as I am. Anyways without anymore rambling, I give you chapter 12, enjoy!

So I can safely say that the rest of the week passed pretty quickly, with only a few ‘minor’ incidents, one of em being a massive food fight caused by yours truly and Steve getting himself stuck in the basement for 2 hours after seeing, and I quote ‘a possessed girl dressed as undead batman’.

I still haven’t told him that was me….oops

Apart from that it was pretty normal, cut to today where I’ve been blessed with the task of lookin’ after my best girl for Buck’s parents anniversary whilst they go into the city to celebrate, I mean it’s the least I could do for em. Plus, the last time the lads were trusted with lookin’ after Becca, Buck’s parents came home to the entire house covered in flour with Becca laughin’ at em cause they managed to lock themselves in a cupboard. We had to call the fire department to get em outta there.

Anyways, we kicked the boys outta the house so Becca and I could have a girls day in, now don’t get me wrong I absolutely adore this girl and I would practically do anything for her.

“Y/n can we play princesses please?! Mama got some dresses from our cousin we can wear!”

I can literally feel my soul burning right now. I honestly tried to say no, there’s nothing more I hate more that being forced into them things but one look into her bright little eyes made all my resistance die away and so I uttered the words that sealed my doom. “Of course, Becs only if we can have a tea party in em”. So here we are, me in a navy style party dress, lace covered my arms and the hem of the sweetheart neckline resting just on my collarbone,  the knee length satin skirt covered my legs.

Honestly, I wasn’t as bad I thought it were gonna be, I even let my hair outta the classic ponytail it’s always in so Becca could style it a tiny bit, to her credit she did a decent job. My h/c locks fell in small waves across my back, with the longer strands near my face tucked behind my ears and Becs even convinced me to pop on some of her mama’s makeup. Now I ain’t a fool, I know makeup’s pretty expensive and only let her pop on a shimmery light gold eyeshadow and some tinted lip balm, much to her disappointment I confiscated the mascara, I refused to let that death stick near my eyeballs.

Becca looked absolutely adorable, we’d managed to find her dance dress from last year and it suited her down to the ground. Baby pink lace covered her arms up to her wrist, the middle part had little gems dotted here and there with a pink satin ribbon separating the skirt from the top, from the looks of it the skirt was made outta some layered netting that poofed outwards when she span around. Don’t ask me how but I managed to wrap some ribbons in her braids and added a lil tiara on the top of her head and if you’d asked me, she looked like a real-life princess to me.

“So, your highness, what would one prefer to do? Would one like to have tea in the parlour or waltz in the ballroom?” my attempt at the British accent was apparently appalling, judging by the level of giggles coming outs Becca’s mouth. Eventually she calmed down enough to give me an answer “I think a waltz would be most fun lady y/n” she said in an equally bad accent. Slowly a smile spread across my face as I moved over to the record payer, I didn’t even pay attention to which one I put on before I turned back to Becca and offered her my hand, lowering myself into a bow that looked like a squid tryin’ to tap dance. Very elegant I know.  

You’d think after the past few weeks I’d been with the Barnes family, I’da got used to being tackled by the siblings, but alas I am surprised every-time, hence why I’m on the floor with a hyperactive 4 year old sat on top of me. Becca’s giggles filled the entire room, she quickly got off me and started jumping around to the sound of the jumpin’ jive and leaving me to slowly die on the floor, for all of 5 seconds before she yanked my arm outta my socket to get me dancing with her. I swear this girl isn’t even human, one second she’s sweet and delicate the next she’s bulldozing people to the ground and pullin’ em to the next life, I mean she’s 4 she shouldn’t be that strong!

Thank the lord she’s adorable. Quickly the music took over my mind, my feet moving along to the music, Becca was doin’ some twirls around me with the biggest smile on her face, I don’t know what made me do it but I grabbed her gently by the waist and spun us around in time to the music, her little arms reached into the air as we both laughed our heads off. Of course, me being me, I lost my balance and my butt suddenly met the sofa, with Becca landing next to me with a small yelp, it was quiet for all of 2 seconds before we burst out laughin’. Think it took us about 3 minutes before we calmed down, a comfortable silence fell between us, the music slowly faded to a stop as the record reached its end, and we stayed like this for a while before Becca broke the silence.

“Y/n, can you sing like mama? She don’t do it often cause it reminds her of my nana….” My eyes drifted over to Becs, her lil eyes dulled a little when she said it and now they were filled with a small glimmer of hope, and I really didn’t wanna be the reason for that light goin’ out. If I were being completely honest singin’ wasn’t something I ever wanted to do again, during my time with the Црни лабуд, singing was the only thing that made me feel like….well me I guess. It was the only sliver of light in so many years of darkness and once I was free from them I made myself a silent vow that I’d never do it again, that I was a new person. But one look in her little eyes was enough to make me break it. “I ain’t too bad, only know a couple of songs on the piano but I can try if you wanna”

Apparently Becca didn’t need to be told twice, in a flash of pink she was off to the other room, bellowing for me to follow her, I mean it ain’t like I gotta choice in the matter is it ? the sound of something hitting the floor in the room opposite me made me move even quicker (if that were even possible). Becca was stood in front of a oldish looking piano, a small bench was tuned over in front of her, and a white sheet was discarded on the floor next to her as she bounced up and down excitedly, I couldn’t help the smile on my face as I turned the bench over on it’s feet. Not even 2 seconds later Becca clambered up on it and looked at me with a bright smile, I swear she gets cuter every second like how does this happen ? I try it and I end up put away in a mental asylum.

“You got any requests princess ?” my legs carried me across the room and towards the seat, cracking my knuckles together and stretching out my fingers before turning to look at the younger lass, a look of concentration covered her face in response and it took her a few seconds to answer. “Dream a little dream of me ? think that’s what mama calls it” I swear I tried to stop the soft smile, but I really couldn’t help it this time. “sure sweetheart” and with that I hit the opening notes, the feeling of the keys under my fingertips were so familiar it was like no time had passed since I last played, I kept my voice soft and quiet as I sang. I think I was halfway through my second verse when I felt Becca cuddle into my side, she ducked her head under my arm and put her head in my lap, a soft yawn left her mouth as her eyes started to close to the sound of the music. It was at the end of the song that I looked at her again, soft snores escaped her mouth and her hand was grasping gently at the top of my skirt, I felt my heart melt even more that I thought possible, completely unaware of the small audience I’d gathered until a small cough came from behind me.

Aw shit…..

Bucky’s POV

If you’d told me a year ago, that after spending a couple of hours at Coney island with my best mate I’d come home to what must be an angels voice singing my sister to sleep. I’da never of believed ya, think you coulda imagined our confusion when me and Steve heard piano coming from the dining room. Steve shot me a look of pure bewilderment, and I couldn’t blame the guy to be honest, “thought you’d said your mama gave up piano couple a years ago”. I’m guessing my face mirrored his, cause I ain’t the slightest clue either, mama stopped playin’ years ago so who the heck could it be? “yeah she did bud, swore she’d never set her hands on it again…..”. I’m completely and utterly baffled at this point, where’s Y/n when ya need her ? she’d figure this out.

We both took a step towards the closed door, eager to know what the hell was going on when something stopped me, the sweetest sound I’d ever heard in my life sang along with the melody, I coulda sworn it sounded like the lullaby mama sang to us when we were kids. I guess I spent too long listening cause Stevie boy pushed past me and walked in, the sounds were so much clearer and more vibrant it felt like I’d died and gone to heaven right then and there. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I realised just who was creating this beautiful sound, there she was, sat in front of the piano as her fingers danced gracefully across the keys. Her voice, oh god her voice sounded like that of an angel, the weak afternoon sun shone over her hair and made her look even more angelic than humanly possible. I barely even noticed Becca asleep in her lap before Y/n finished her song and the ever-living pain in my ass decided to reveal that we were there. I mean he coulda chosen any other way of revealing our presence but no he had to let out the tiniest little cough, coulda got her back for the eyebrow incident….

Y/n literally went stiff as a board before she turned to look at us, her cheeks were red as a rose and a sheepish smile covered her face, it was only a couple of seconds after that both Steve and I noticed what she was wearing, he burst out laughin at her but me, I for once in my life couldn’t say a damn thing. She looked absolutely breath taking, her hair fell down in soft waves and framed her face, the shade of blue in her dress brought out the small flecks of green in her e/c eyes and brought out her hourglass figure. Her lips were drawn into a natural pout and it was that second it dawned on me she asked me somethin’….shit.  

“whaaaa…….” Nice one Bucky.

Steve, the lil punk, could barely stop himself laughin’, at some point he’d moved to take Becca off Y/n and stood behind y/n with his fist in his mouth to smother his laughter. My best friend ladies and gentlemen. If looks could kill he’d be 10 feet under right now.

“Buck ? I was askin’ if you were okay ?” Y/n’s face showed a tiny bit of confusion and much to my horror amusement, “YeAh I’m okay….” And just at the moment puberty strikes in the form of a voice crack, as if this weren’t embarrassing enough. At this point Steve was barely keeping it together, he had actual tears coming outta his eyes and went bright red in the face tryin’ to stop himsen laughing, in front of me y/n furrowed her eyebrows and did look genuinely concerned for my mental state. She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, just looked at me before she lifted her hand to my forehead and held it here for a minute, thank god Steve chose to leave the room before this or I’da never heard the end of it.

“You sure you’re okay, feelin’ a bit warm and ya actin weirder than usual Buck” okay quick say something before this gets even more embarrassing, first thing that pops into ya head in 3,2,1…

“Yeah I’m sure, think I ate somethin’ funky down at the pier, makin’ me real gassy”……why am I like this? Normally I can charm any girl of their feet but with y/n, I’ma bumbling mess.  She didn’t say a damn word, she just raised her eyebrows whilst a small smirk covered her face, before she turned and left me to have a very small breakdown underneath the dining table.

Meaning I let out a noise that sounded like a bear stubbing it’s toe in the middle of winter.

I thought my luck couldn’t get any worse, but nooo old lady luck decided today I needed a second helping, cause the second I did that Y/n walked back into the room. Brilliant. I was too busy stumbling over my words to processes what she was doin’, before I knew it she’d walked back to me and stood on her tip toes….then planted a small kiss on my cheek.

“You’re cute when you’re flustered Barnes”

And just like that, she left me with my jaw on the ground and heart beatin’ outta my chest, cause I’m starting to think that she was right. I’m sure as hell coming down with something, and I’m pretty sure it ain’t a regular ol’ bug…..

SOOO, if you got this far hope you enjoyed it, as always any feed back or constructive criticism is welcome, thank so much for reading and hope you have a great day/night/week.

lots of love

Rose xxx

[passable-talent]

guess what I’m up to?

if you guessed “writing for another obscure hayden christensen character before that movie disappears from Tubi”, you’d be correct!

David Rice x GN!Reader, Jumper (2008)

ik this movie was based on a book but i have not read it. forgive me if, when i play around with the rules of jumping, it violates what the book says a jumper can do. I’m gonna operate with the best understanding i can. also i’m changing the ending woooo

At fourteen, you met a boy. His name was Elliot Rhodes- and he was a jumper. 

At first it was freaky, sure. Finding out that teleportation is real? It would freak anybody out. 

But it... it also explained a lot of things. It explained the way that you’d always wake up in your bed when you swore you passed out on the couch. It explained the way that you’d sometimes walk in the front door, not really remembering the bus ride home. It explained how you’d pop into a different room when you’d only taken half as many steps as you needed to. 

Were you a jumper, too?

You met Elliot when you were fourteen, and life was good for five years. He was your best friend, he was more than that. He helped you learn how to jump, helped you hide it from your parents, from the school. The both of you knew that you should be hiding your ability, could feel that it was a secret you had to keep, but didn’t quite know why. 

Then, five years into your relationship, when you’d finally figured out how to live, how to use your powers to make a living without being found out, when you were just about ready to leave your parent’s place and move into the cabin in Canada his parents left for him-

Death came for you, on his pale white horse. But it was his hair that was white, instead. And he didn’t come for you, exactly. 

Roland Cox. He appeared at Elliot’s home, and killed him. Then, before you even had your hand on your phone to call the police, someone else jumped into the room. 

You’d lashed out at him, throwing him away from Elliot, but he pushed you back, getting right to business. 

He knew who Roland was. He knew why he’d come. He introduced himself, his name was Griffin- and he offered you a chance to help him get back at Roland. 

Griffin didn’t really hold up to his word. He couldn’t trace Roland any better than you could’ve, but you were happy to have an ally, someone who had a mission, and a mission that would keep you out of your grief. You channeled your anger into hunting paladins, just like Griffin did. He wasn’t the easiest person to get along with, but he was a good guy... somewhere, deep down. 

He was somewhat understanding of you. He recognized your grief, found it similar to his own. And, in the four years you’d been hanging out with him, you’d become a pretty skilled fighter. You’d learned the tricks- you were a paladin hunter. 

It was a pretty solid new life. Given the superpowers and the dead boyfriend and the newfound target on your back from some ridiculous religious zealots, you could’ve done a lot worse. 

And then, along came David. 

David Rice. You’d seen him a thousand times, even if it wasn’t actually him. He was just another jumper who’d never had a run-in with the paladins, who’d never lost someone to the paladins, just another idiot who robbed a bank (unoriginal), and took his girlfriend on an ill-advised trip (bland). There was nothing exceptional about David Rice. 

Well, he was cute. A little. 

Okay, fine, he’s really cute. He’s a jackass, but he’s got a sweet smile. And he’s still a little puppy dog, following after a girl that he’s not into, but he’s convinced himself he’s still in love with. 

Textbook. You’d seen it a thousand times. It was something that a lot of jumpers did, using their new power and money and suave to find the person they were in love with before things changed, and wooing them. It always worked, at first, but things fell apart, because those amateurs could never keep it together. Even if they did manage to keep their partners out of the claws of the paladins, the secrets or the lying did them in. Most of the time, these jumpers weren’t even in it for the people, anymore. Just like David- he didn’t love her, not anymore. He just loved the idea of getting what he’d always wanted. 

When you saw him, at a bar in London, you had this quick little thought, ‘he’s not gonna last long.’ 

No, no, he was more impressive than that. He showed up at the Colosseum, and Griffin followed, assuming that the paladins weren’t far behind. And he was right, he always was, and you got to have plenty of fun moving around and fucking with paladins. 

“Ya know,” you said with a laugh when one of them had their eyes on you, their cables tearing up another priceless stone wall, “you sure don’t have much respect for history.” 

They managed to get a cable around you, and you felt that familiar tingle of lots and lots of electricity roll through you. But you were used to this, and you slipped out of your outer layer, then using the fabric to hold onto the cable and jump it through a wall, so it couldn’t be yanked out by any human force. Now, it was useless, and they had one less weapon. 

You jumped in front of them, and slipped your jacket back over your shoulders. 

“Loose fabric,” you said with a smirk, then landed a strong punch across his jaw. 

You jumped back to Griffin’s lair with unconscious paladin in tow, and quickly handcuffed him to the usual spot. Griffin wasn’t far behind with the other, but then, David appeared too. 

Griffin kicked him out, fast. 

“Yeah, he’s dead in a week, tops,” you said with a shake of your head. Griffin rolled his eyes, and started his work with the same level of anger and annoyance that he always did. 

A few hours passed in silence. Griffin had a new controller, so you let him ramble on about whatever game he was playing while you stretched out on the short couch you’d swiped from a closing furniture store a few months back. It was the closest to peace you ever seemed to get anymore, at least whenever you hung out with Griffin. But then David came back. He had nagging questions, they always did, when they managed to get ahold of Griffin. It usually didn’t change their fates. 

No, what changed their fates was when someone they cared about died. It happened to Griffin. It happened to you. And when he discovered his dad dead, it happened to David, too. So he wanted to help hunt Roland. 

Join the club. 

David gathered up the most recent intel Griffin had on Roland- which just so happened to be what you’d given him, four years ago. You watched from across the room as he and Griffin got into a bit of a tiff. 

Griffin pulled out the scars on his neck, to prove to David the high stakes he was messing with. That caught your attention- Griffin wasn’t one to be vulnerable. 

“Look, forget it! Forget Roland. Don’t waste your time.” Griffin righted his shoulders, taking a step back. “Just leave it to me.” He went off to his business out of your line of sight, which just left David. You still hadn’t really said a word to the man, too focused on Griffin’s drama to pay the new guy much attention. But you stood, taking a step closer to him, so now you could at least see Griffin working at his safe. Like always when he pulled the key from around his neck, you looked away. David hadn’t yet learned that lesson. 

Just like it had been when you first arrived, David awkwardly turned his back to the safe while Griffin entered it. You still didn’t quite know what was in there, but you knew it was important, and you knew it was dangerous. There were a few obvious conclusions you could leap to. 

“I’m-” David started, letting out a little breath. He really wasn’t prepared for any of this, was he? How long had he been jumping without running into the paladins?

“I was thinking that if we do this together, we could get him.” 

“Oh, no,” you said with a bit of a laugh, laying your head back against the stone wall. “He’s a solo act. He only keeps me around ‘cause I’m so charming.” 

“No, you’re not,” Griffin threw over his shoulder, and you only laughed at him. “Look, I’m sorry, but I don’t play well with others.” When you heard the safe close, you lifted your head back to the two of them, and watched as Griffin paced toward the doorway. You followed only after David did, and noticed him heading toward one of his vehicles, an old trailer- why Griffin liked to mess with it before he jumped, you didn’t quite get. It wasn’t going to move, anyway. 

“Do me a favor, yeah?” Griffin asked David, “Don’t be here when I get back. Find a rock, crawl under it, stay there.” He turned back to David, and you watched with a raised eyebrow from against the doorway. 

“ ‘Joi woo’, brother,” He said, and you rolled your eyes. “That’s ‘goodbye’ in Chinese.” 

For some reason, you didn’t think it was. 

He stabbed a knife into the tarp and jumped, and though you hoped that was the end of it, David followed him through his jump scar. 

Perfect. Just perfect.  

You followed as well, hoping to at least keep David out of trouble. When he followed Griffin, you just kept pace beside him, sticking to him in a way you knew would annoy him. You were like a bystander, letting the two of them figure out their annoyances with each other, staying out of it. It took him what seemed like half of the length of Tokyo until he finally got around to the point.

“And I know where to find Roland.”

“Why didn’t ya lead with that?” You asked, smacking the back of your hand against David’s shoulder. 

Griffin turned away, but the two of you followed. He swiped a car, you loved when he does that, because it’s always a really nice one, and you get to lean out of it and feel the wind. David took shotgun, and that’s fine, he’s the one with the special information or whatever. Didn’t matter, you could just enjoy the way that Griffin drives. He’s fun. 

All the sudden, David jumped to an airport, and the both of you followed. After a quick conversation, it was time to jump back to the lair, get some weapons together. You pulled on your loosest hoodie, knowing you’d probably need it, if they were bringing cables to whatever fight you were about to have. Was there a plan? It’s not like you were listening, but it didn’t seem to you like David had exactly explained where he planned on finding Roman. 

“Hey, what the hell?” You snarled when he jumped into the lair with his little girlfriend. “Oh, no, no, you can not bring her here. No way.” 

“Look, I gotta keep her safe, alright? Where’s Griffin?”

“Out front. You have to get her out of here.” Your words fell on deaf ears as he charged out to get Griffin, and you watched with a bit of annoyance as the girl followed. What was her name? Millie? Poor lamb probably didn’t know anything of what was going on at all. 

You heard whispering behind you, and turned around with a drop of your heart. Oh, this was bad, this was bad. They’d used- they had a wormhole, right into the lair.

“Griffin!” You shouted, and not a moment later he appeared beside you, the same look of dread on his face that you were feeling in your chest. David appeared, then, and Griffin turned on him instantly. 

“What have you done?”

“Griffin-” 

“Where does this thing go?”

“We gotta go.”

“David, what did you do?!”

The both of them jumped away, and it seemed like you were the only one who had any sense at all. 

You jumped immediately to the mouth of the lair, where you found Millie, looking confused and terrified. Naturally. Good for her, honestly, for keeping it together as much as she was. 

“ ‘ello, love,” you said, “Millie, right?” You took hold of her hands and jumped her away, far away, where she’d be much safer. On the other side, you waited for just a moment for her to get her wits together, so she’d register your words. 

“Stay here, okay? I mean it. Don’t go outside. There’s water and food and power, you’ll be fine. Just- seriously. Stay here.” You jumped back, then, to the mouth of the lair, hoping that when you entered, you wouldn’t be interrupting something important. 

Well, judging by the use of Griffin’s flamethrower, something important was happening. 

There were two men, plus Roland. As much as you wanted to take on Roland yourself, Griffin seemed to have that covered, and there were others you needed to deal with. With just a grab to the shoulder, one of them took a nice fun drop into the Mariana Trench. 

What? You’d read a book on it, once. 

The other was charred to a crisp, it seemed, and so you went looking for the only other person unaccounted for. 

“David?” You called into the lair, and you heard him groaning, along with the crackle of electricity. 

“Where’s Millie?” He asked, and you rounded the corner to see him strung up to the ceiling. 

“Somewhere safe, relax,” you said, shucking your hoodie off of your shoulders to wrap the fabric around your hands and grab onto the cables. Once you had them, you could jump away easily, pulling them off of him. You jumped back, slipping your hoodie back on, and gave him a cocky smile. 

“Loose fabrics,” you said, then jumped away to try to find out what Griffin was up to. 

A double-decker bus, that’s what. Then came Roland, and then came Griffin with the flame-thrower. When they both disappeared into the jump scar, David rounded on you, narrowing his eyes.

“Where’s Millie?” he snarled, and you took a step back. 

“She’s fine, I told you! She’s safe!” 

“Where is she?” David roared, and you shoved him away from you.

“She’s fine! Christ, boy, you don’t even love her, anyway!” 

That caught him off guard. 

“What?”

“Oh, god,” you groaned, turning your head before snapping your eyes to him, more ferocity in your gaze. “You know you don’t. You’re just holding onto the last thing you had when things were normal.” 

“Where is she?” He said again, taking an intimidating step toward you.

“I get it, okay?” You said, though now you were yelling. “I get it. But you’re putting her in danger! David, just let her go. You’re never going to be able to protect her. Not from them.” David’s eyes widened for just a moment, and then he looked down. You could see it as he gave in. 

“Let me take her home. At least let me do that.” 

“Sorry,” you said softly, “The place I put her, I- I can’t let anyone else see it. You gotta understand.”

Before it could get any worse, Griffin threw himself through the jump scar. 

“Nice,” he said as he righted himself, then immediately opened his safe. “The whole lot of them are in that apartment.”

“Oh, you’re finally gonna use the safe?” You asked, watching as he punched a few buttons. 

“I’ll take ‘em all out while they’re still there.”

“That’s Millie’s apartment!” David said, and Griffin turned to him with a shrug.

“She’s not there,” he said, nonchalantly, as though it was obvious. What’s the harm in destroying the apartment if no one innocent dies in it?

Griffin readied the safe and jumped away, leaving you and David behind. You turned to him, raising your gaze to his. He still looked vaguely angry. 

“She’s-” You turned your head to the side, before you could finish the sentence. You hadn’t told anyone about the cabin, not even Griffin. “She’s in Canada. Near a lake. She’s got water and power, nobody knows about it but me. She’s fine. But-” You gestured toward where the jumpscar to her apartment used to be, “Now she’s got nowhere to go back to.” 

“I know where her mom lives,” David said, shaking his head. “I’ll take her there.” You nodded slowly, then brought your gaze to his. He had- he had really blue eyes. Strikingly blue. You knew he couldn’t get to the cabin without following your scar, so you made him wait for you, made him wait until this moment ended. He didn’t seem to mind. 

“Hey, thanks,” he said after a moment, “You got her out of there.” He was speaking a bit gentler now, and this tone of voice you could certainly get used to. Was he being genuine with you? That was new. 

“Well, she seemed important.” 

“Yeah,” David said, a small smile finally growing on his face, and even though it was dark, you could swear you saw him begin to blush. Bashful little fucker. “We never even- Rome, I-” 

“Save it,” you said with a smile, reaching out to take his hand, which was surprisingly warm. You jumped him to the cabin, and found Millie curled up on the couch, looking out the window at the lake. 

“Sorry about all this, love,” you said, letting David have his moment. 

“Just take me home,” she said with a bit of a whimper, and you shook your head, even as you walked to the cabinet to grab a packet of crackers. 

“Sorry, love, that apartment’s gone. Kinda had to. Hope you understand.” 

“What?” Millie asked in disbelief.

“Really, (Y/N)?” David asked over his shoulder, before taking Millie’s hands and jumping her out of your cabin. 

You were meant to move here, with Elliot. This wasn’t even technically your place, even though you’d taken it up. Every now and again, you still missed him- but now that Griffin had taken care of Roland, it didn’t hurt so bad anymore. 

Four years was a long time to heal, maybe. But you’d needed it. And now that you had, and Roland was gone, and the world was just a bit safer for you- maybe you could consider trying again.

Maybe with someone that had strikingly blue eyes. And surprisingly warm hands. 

-🦌 Roe

[bakugous-bbygirl]

~Mi Cielo~

Sero Hanta X F!Reader 18+

Hello everybody this is a little something special for 150 followers! (I don’t have them yet but I’m one off so I’m going ahead and doing it) while other characters are much more popular when it comes to readers I really love Sero and I want him to be my first time actually writing smut! So please enjoy and give constructive feedback!

Warnings: swearing, smexy times (all characters aged up)

Ever since you and Sero started dating he never let you go a second without feeling his love.

He always calls you sweet names and hugs on you any chance he gets. When he gets back from his hero work he kisses all over your face and cuddles on the couch talking about all the villains he took out.

“They don’t even try anymore mi cielo. It’s like bad guys just pop up for fun now a days. Sucks for them a real hero is always going to be there!”

You giggle and run your hands through his hair lazily. He was always still running off a slight high after his work days and you found enjoyment in listening to him ramble. “Oh and you’ll never guess who I ran into while on patrol mi amor!” You tilted your head as you watched your boyfriends face light up “who did you see baby?” “Denki! And the little lucky estúpido found himself a girlfriend!” You giggled and layed your head on his chest. “Well that’s good. How has he been?”

You felt Sero start to run his hand down your back as he leaned into the inviting warmth of the couch “he seemed pretty happy since he’s got constant pussy. He wouldn’t shut up about how hot his girlfriend is. I almost texted you saying I needed a naked picture.” “Shut up you perv!” You felt your face heat up as you hit his arm. You probably would have sent it with no problem but you wouldn’t say that out loud.

“I wouldn’t show him! You know, your just really hot and I just wanted something to get me through the day.” You looked up at him as he starts to let his hands roam over you. “Sero..don’t you start..” when you take a second and think about it, you and Sero haven’t done anything in a little while. It wasn’t either of your faults you were just both busy right now, but you were starting to get a bit sensative.

“Come on mi amor..I know you miss this as much as I do..I want you to know I love you..” you give in melting into your lovers arms. Sero began to run his hands under your shirt while leaning forward to mark up your neck.

“Ah..fuck hold on Sero..” you sat up out of his lap and move to your knees rubbing around his thighs carefully. You could already feel his raging boner due to how long it’s been. “Pants off..” that’s all it took for Sero to yank his pants and boxers down as his member hit against his stomach. “Jesus I almost forget how big it is..”

You take it with both of your hands and begin to jerk him off carefully. Your took the tip into your mouth and started to bob your head. “Ah..holy shit bebé, chupa mi polla tan bien..” you wrap your tounge around the base as you choke on his length. It’s been so long since you’ve taken his full length into your mouth. In fact the thought of it entering your tight hole made it tighten around nothing.

You feel your hand slip into your panties as you rub yourself to the pace you were taking Sero into your mouth. Your slick coated your fingers as you run your fingers over your sensative bud. “es mi chica cachonda queriendo más atención?” You look up at Sero with begging eyes and it was enough for him to totally melt inside of your mouth. “Ah god damn..you feel so fucking good baby..”

Just as Sero came you felt the knot in your stomach tighten and just as you were ready to release you felt like Sero move your hands away harshly. “Ah ah ah..sorry mi amor..but the only time you’ll get to cum is on me.”

You whine cutely as Sero pulls you into his lap by your thighs “Sero..Sero please please please..” you hadn’t begged for him in so long but tonight was really different. “Relax mi princesa..I’ll make sure you’ll cum more times than you can count..” you tremble as Seros breath fans on your ear “Te voy a joder estúpida..”

Without any other words you felt something huge streach your insides out. “Jesus fuck Sero..god your filling me up so well baby..” and Sero has no issue setting a harsh pace with your whines and sweet sounding moans.

“Ah baby..you still take me so well..your doing so amazing..” Sero let his hands roam all over your body to pull the rest of your clothes off. Both your bodies growing to hot to keep anything in between each of you. Any other sounds get drowned out by the pants and moans and the sound of skin meeting skin.

“Sero..Sero I’m so close..please don’t slow down..” you pant weakly and scratch up seros back like a needy cat to a scratching post. “Wouldn’t dream of it mi Cielo..” out of desperation you begin to grind your hips to match seros pace. Sero tilted his head back groaning in pleasure and started to grip at your hips hard enough to leave bruises the next morning.

The next thing you know everything in your vision turns to a flood white as you felt your body tense and untese. You felt so week in your legs as every part of you tremble. “santa mierda bebé que echaste a chorros..” you almost didn’t notice he was still moving until you felt much sloppier thrusts and heard Sero mumbling about painting your insides.

And before you could say anything you felt Sero coming undone. “God damnit honey..mi amor..mi Cielo..god you feel so good..I love you so much..” you couldn’t feel more full than this moment right here. You chanted his name as if it was the only thing you knew how to say.

“Whew..you know I didn’t notice how much I missed your body baby..clearly you missed me too..” Sero chuckled softly as he started to clean you both up. “Shut up perv..you just make a convincing argument..” you try to stand as your leg shake and you almost fall to your knees. Sero smiles and catches you. “Let me take care of you mi amor..I love you.”

One you were all clean and comfortable in bed you almost instantly fell asleep. Sero ended up staying up watching your relaxed face and stroking your hair. After a while he was ready to go to bed but before he went down he sent out a text to his best friend.

To: Surpised pickachu- “alright you were right. Making her wait was totally worth it.”

Woooo first smut. I hope it’s okay enough! Thank you for reading!