#after i wake up i ll do the rest

[binniesbooks]

heyyy!! congratulations on your first fic! loved every bit of it. so i have a request and it’s a bit of a long one so be prepared:

beomgyu has basically been hitting the gym recently and you can evidently tell that he’s been bulking up a bit. while he’s a the gym one time, the reader is taking a nap but ends up having a wet dream on riding beomgyu’s newly formed abs and whilst she’s dreaming of this she’s humping the bed irl and ends up cumming just from this which wakes her up to see beomgyu staring at her from the doorway. beomgyu then fucks the reader real hard and he also lets her ride he abs lost workout as if he had seen her dream where she cums/squirts in his abs (if you’re comfortable writing it if not that’s okay too).

hope you made it to the end cos this one is quite long and specific :)

can’t wait to read more of your fics!

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BG 001 .F23 2024

wc 2.6k

pairings bff!beomgyu x fem!reader

warnings unprotected sex, lot of curses again, squirting, abs riding (+anything I've missed)

faye's note First of all thank you so much for reading and enjoying my first ever fic. ㅠㅠ To be honest, I wasn't expecting anything that much when I started this blog, but now? I'm loving the hell out of it! Please enjoy this too, thank you again! And oh, please do not worry if you are dropping specific elements on your request, it'll help me come up with a brighter idea I guess. And also, I'm apologizing at this very moment for not being able to expand it more >_<

"Hey, I'll hit the gym with Taehyun again later, but I think we will be going earlier than usual. We planned to drag Soobin hyung along with us." Beomgyu announced after knocking on your open door.

You turned around from your seat to face your best friend as you pulled your earphones out. "Hmm, is that so? Then I'll just hoard the snacks in the kitchen to myself." You answered, chuckling as you turned off the video playing on your computer which he responded with a playful roll in his eyes.

"You should be the one being dragged to the hell pit of the gym, not your cousin." He joked, accusingly. You frown as you pull your shirt to your back for it to hug your waist showing him the perfect curve of your body. "Excuse me but, I may not be hitting the gym, I am more than good than my lanky cousin." You bite back. "Consider yourself lucky that I am not going to the gym or you might be head over heels for me." You added as you stuck out your tongue.

"This girl really." he shook his head, smiling.

"Anyway, are you sure you can drag Soobin along with you?" you chuckled remembering how your cousin, Soobin, hates physical activities so much.

"We will try. Soobin hyung is lazy but we will try to persuade him." Beomgyu sighed and massaged his temple thinking about ways how to persuade the older guy. "Anyway, is there something you want me to buy later before going home?" He asked, leaning on your door frame.

"Hmm, can you buy some pasta? 'll make us Mac and Cheese when you are back." You answered, turning your swivel chair on both sides continuously.

Beomgyu glanced at your digital clock. It shows it is already 2 in the afternoon. He spoke once again. "You should take a rest for now. If you do it any later, you won't be able to sleep tonight again. You are being too engrossed on your latest K-pop obsession." You just simply nodded at him as he slipped out of your room and closed the door behind you.

Beomgyu has been your friend for a while now. You and him share the same apartment. It started when you two were still in your freshmen year, both looking for an apartment to stay in when you accidentally bumped into him on the corner of the street, the reason why you too became friends. Turns out that your cousin, Soobin, is also a long-time friend of his.

Just like your cousin, Beomgyu used to hate physical activities too. Hating on the simple thought of working out. But after your encounter with his other friend, Taehyun, he then started hitting the gym, claiming that you might change your best friend to Taehyun instead of him. It was because you were talking non-stop about how Taehyun had such a good body build even when he was a year younger than the both of you. He never heard the end of it until when he decided to give the gym a visit and started working out.

So these days, he became a gym buddy with his friend. You can tell that he's been bulking up a bit and it is evident. You can see how the sleeves of his shirt became a little bit tighter than usual, the material hugging the trained muscles of his arms. A few times, you also saw his newly formed abs whenever he uses white shirts. You were actually in awe of how he did this in a short period of time and also out of jealousy at your friend.

You already spent hours scrolling through social media, watching music videos, and reading fanfiction about your favorite K-pop group. It was almost four in the afternoon when you decided to take a nap to recharge, after being too immersed in the newly released episodes of your faves.

A picture of Beomgyu coming home from the gym flashed in your memory before you dozed off. Unable to figure out why he keeps popping up in your mind these days.

Beomgyu also left around that time. He usually leaves at 5 in the afternoon, but after the plan with Taehyun, they thought it might be better to go earlier to have an ample amount of time to persuade the lazy lanky guy.

Beomgyu was able to drag their friend along with them to the gym. On the other hand, you kept on squirming and whining in your sleep. Your body was burning hot and your breath hitched.

Your mind was full of Beomgyu's image. His body build and his mesmerizing gaze. He likes to stare at you most of the time, but you didn't pay any mind to it because you knew he was just teasing you.

You dreamt of holding him in person, of feeling his soft lips on yours and his strong arms around your body. If someone was near you right now, they could feel the heat radiating off your body. Your mind kept on circling on the idea of holding Beomgyu close to you. Where you can hear his breath against your ears and him speaking to you with his usual deep voice.

Half asleep, you felt a warmth spreading through your body, and you realized you were having a wet dream about Beomgyu, about your roommate slash best friend.

You continued squirming, thrashing, and moaning as you humped the bed, imagining that it was Beomgyu's hard abs that you were riding. You could feel your release building, as you called out Beomgyu's name as you came.

You were still whining, still coming down from your high. Your eyes fluttering and chest heaving. When you turned your gaze towards the other side of the room, you were startled to find Beomgyu standing in front of the door, watching you with a smoldering gaze, hands tightly gripping the door handle.

You felt embarrassed, as the memory of you humping on the bed replayed in your mind.

"H-how long were you standing t-there?" You stuttered, voice barely above a whisper. But Beomgyu just smiled and said, "I hope you don't mind if I join you." He walked towards you as he dropped his gym bag in the doorway.

Before you could respond, Beomgyu was on top of you already, kissing you deeply and making you forget all about your dream. You could feel his hard length pressing against you, and you wriggled with pleasure as he grind against you.

Beomgyu broke the kiss and looked down at you with a wicked smile. "I've meant to ask this for a while, do you want to ride my abs?" he asked, and you couldn't help but nod eagerly. Your cheeks heating up at the idea.

Beomgyu lifted you, removing your shorts and undies in one swift motion, and placed you on top of him, his hard abs rippling beneath yours. You can't help but moan as you felt Beomgyu's hardness rubbing against your cunt. He hiked his shirt up to his chest exposing his abs he's been working on. "Sit tight, hold on to me." He commanded as he held your waist and moved you up a bit to his abdomen.

You started to ride him, grinding your hips against his abs as he kissed and touched you. You can feel the vibrations from how he groans. You also did not hold yourself back, moaning in his mouth from the familiar yet new sensation you were feeling. The kiss you shared was hot and messy. You pulled away for a while as you looked down at him. He looks so hot and sexy biting his lips. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to release, and Beomgyu's breath hitched as he felt the tightness of his sweats. With one final movement from you, you were squirting on his abs.

Your eyes widened as your body shuddered, totally surprised by what happened.

"Fuck." is the only thing Beomgyu was able to say as he watch it flow from his abdomen down to your sheets. He leans his head back on the pillow as he bites his lips once again. "S--sorry Beomgyu. I.. I did not mean to." he chuckled at your reaction. how you stutter as you apologize to him.

"I have no problem with this, angel. If anything, I fucking love this." he reached out to your sensitive nub as he moves his thumb in a circular motion. You yelped almost falling as you squirmed at his touch. He's been staring at you, smirking, loving your reaction to his touches and words.

"Have I ever told you you are so pretty?" he tilts his head looking up at you, his hand coming to a halt. With blown-out eyes, you tried to look at him in the eyes, "Y-you always d-do. B-but I know... I know you are just t-teasing me." your voice came out strained and breathing ragged.

He placed his hands on your waist again, rubbing it with his thumb. "Damn sexy. Has even the audacity to show off this morning." You covered your face with the back of your one hand as you held on to his thing, leaning back.

"Have you never realized that I am a man and you are a woman? What makes you brave enough to show me your curves like that?" He got up, leveling his face to yours, as he removed his shirt, discarding it on the side. Beomgyu gently tugged at the hem of your shirt, silently asking you to discard it, and you gladly obliged with shaky hands.

He pushed your hair back, getting a full exposure of your neck. His Adam's apple bobbed when he gulped at what it was in front of him.

He held your nape as he kissed your neck. Practically making out with your exposed skin. You can feel him bucking his hips up at you.

"You-you're just supposed to, ahh, w-wake me up, Gyu. I-i am s-supposed to cook something f-for y-you, hng." You whined as your slender fingers gripped on his dark locks.

"And you're also supposed to dream about me that it goes to the extent where you are humping your bed?" You swore you felt the edge of his lips turned up on your neck, picturing the smug look on it.

"I-i.." You have no words to say. No words escaping your mouth other than moans, whimpers, whines, and your best friend's name. You kept on chanting it as his kisses moved down to the valley of your breast. "I've been avoiding seeing you braless in your shirt in this goddamn apartment and here you are." He sighed. "Seeing your perked-up nipples poking out on your thin clothes makes me wanna pounce on you, countless times." He was practically confessing while devouring your chest, leaving love bites that ranged from small to big and dark ones.

You can't stop squirming on his words, grinding on his hard length. Beomgyu has been releasing soft groans and grunts as you grind above him. He wasted no more time when he flipped you back, pinning you below him. Being manhandled is one thing, but being manhandled by Beomgyu is another.

His big hand is able to hold both your wrist above your head. You bit your lip as your eyes traveled down to his abs. You've been wanting to touch it with your lips. Your dream about riding it became real, maybe a simple marking is nothing bad at all?

"Gyu, can I kiss your abdomen, please?" You pleased silently. He dips down his head for a while to plant a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away and kneeling. Both of his knees are supporting his upper body as he urges you to give it a shot. "Come, mark what's yours." The smirk plastered on his face is annoying yet you're loving it.

You crawled near him as you held on his waist. Planting soft kisses on his clenching abs. "Fuck.." he softly whispered, holding your head. "Your tongue is hot." Almost a complaint, yet he urged you more to bite and mark him. You continued on your ministration, leaving bite marks and dark red spots on his abdomen. He can't help himself but look up, gulping down the moans that wanted to come out of his mouth. "Baby. I can't take it anymore." His voice cracked. Your eyes were overwhelmed with tears for holding back so much.

Without warning, you moved up, licking his prominent Adam's apple. Sucking on it as if your life depends on how much you can take him. He's not liking it anymore. He does not like the fact that he is almost gonna burst with just your mouth and tongue roaming around his body.

This time, he did not hold back. He pushed you, flipping you around, lifting your ass. "Angel, I've been patient for a while now. I can't take it anymore." He said as he hovered above your back. "Please, Gyu" you whimpered as you move your ass back on his bulge. He winces. The sensation on his cock is too much. He needs to feel you now before he bursts. He cannot waste the moment.

He slips off of his sweats as he rubs his leaking tip on your wet cunt. Slowly sliding in, a few more curses can be heard from him, living the moment he is in. You were biting the sheets with how thick he is, stretching you. "Agh, you're so fucking tight!" He grunts near your red ears.

He stilled for a while when he was fully inside you. "Am I hurting you? Or I'm stretching you so good?" He smirked. "You feel so good, Gyu. Never thought you'd be this big." You forcefully shut your eyes, whimpering at his length and size. He peppered your back with kisses. Leaving hickeys on some parts. "You can move now. I'm okay." You assured him as you looked back at him. "How are you this sexy? I might cum just by the sight of you." He started to move slowly. Purposely doing it to make you feel every vein of his cock.

You were gripping so hard at the sheets, your eyes flowing with so many tears when he started to move at a faster pace. The slapping sound of your skin echoed through your room. The steam almost blurs the windows out. Grunts, high-pitched whines and whimpers, moans, and chanting of names are being mixed up as Beomgyu held a handful of your hair to take control, fucking your naughty dreams away.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, can you give me one first?" Like a clockwork, you're gushing down once again, this time on his cock. He did not want to make you pregnant yet. As much as he wanted to cum inside you and fill you with babies, he mentally punched his head to wake himself up.

Few more thrusts, a sensitive action for you, and he pulled out, cumming instead at your ass. "Shit! Fucking hell!" He groans as he pumps himself a few times. You let your body fall on your bed, your legs shaking. Beomgyu pulled you closer, bodies shuddering with pleasure. He planted soft and gentle kisses on your forehead as he pulled you, flushed on his chest.

"I'm gonna keep going to the gym, only if you'd ride me forever like what you did." He whispered. You're just glad you buried your face on his chest or he might have noticed how red as a tomato you were.

As he lay you in his arms, both of you were smiling, riding could nine. Beomgyu knew you would never forget this moment, and he couldn't wait to see what other adventures he might have with you in the future. Maybe still as a friend? Or maybe... just maybe... more than friends.

[hazeracha]

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• i’ll take care of you

• by hazeracha©

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read the lyrics here // chan messages you after struggling to fall asleep. so you decide to help him out the best way you can.

explicit content // fluff, subchan! (Kinda?) blowjob, smut, struggles of sleeping (insomnia) pet names.

about the artist // i’m trying a new layout let me know if you like it. i’m thinking of changing my whole page just for a little change. what do you think?

You got up from bed rubbing your eyes and threw on a pair of shorts and one of Chan’s t-shirts you had lying around. You grabbed your car keys and unplugged your phone before making your way to the dorm.

You quietly unlocked the door conscious of the other boys who might be sleeping and made your way into Chan’s room.

When you opened the door the room was filled with a dim purple light shining from above the bed. Chan had his back to you and you weren’t sure if he was asleep or not. So you quietly set your keys down on the shelf above his bed and set your bag down on the floor. You look at your boyfriend's back as the purple light cast the most perfect shadows over his muscles. He was breathtaking and he wasn’t even doing anything. You wanted to run your nails along his back and make pretty patterns. You wanted to mark him in places only you got to see, he was just so beautiful and you wish he could see himself the way you do.

“Hey Channie, are you awake?” you said quietly as you sat on the bed. You watched as he slowly turned around, his face a little swollen from sleep and eyes half shut. “You okay?” you continued as you reached out to cup his face in one of your hands.

“I’m feeling better now you’re here” he smiled leaning into your touch.

You lifted the covers and got into the bed beside him as he turned his body to face you. Lifting your arm you invited him to cuddle into your chest. He was quick to bury his head into your chest and wrap an arm around your waist. You let your chin rest atop his head and let your hand run up and down his back, tracing the outlines of his muscles.

“I’m tired” he muttered under his breath after letting out a long sigh.

“I know baby. Try and get some more sleep and I’ll be here to wake you up if I need” you explained grabbing the remote to dim the lights a little more.

“I’m scared. I hate feeling like this. You don’t understand how scary this is” he huffed.

“I know. I don’t understand how it feels. But I will be here to help you in any way I can.” You said pulling him closer to your chest.

“I’m just so frustrated with myself. Why can’t I just sleep” his voice was getting louder and more agitated as he spoke.

“Channie, baby, calm down okay. Just close your eyes and try to get some sleep.” You let your hand run through his hair and you could slowly feel him start to melt into your touch.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’ll try and get some sleep” he said closing his eyes.

You lay awake with Chan sound asleep in your arms, well not sound. A few snores escaped every now and then along with a couple deep breaths. But that was nothing out of the ordinary.

You scrolled through your phone and made sure your brightness was turned down, cautions of the sleeping man currently lying on top of you.

You felt a hand grab your waist with a firm, strong grip. The hand then travelled down to your thigh before resting there. Chan had a tendency to let his hands wander all across your body when he was asleep. Most of the time he didn’t even know he was doing it until you told him in the morning. Or sometimes he done it to help him fall asleep. He just needed to feel close and connected to you in some way to help him and give into the tiredness.

“Baby, are you awake?” You whispered putting your phone down on the table beside you.

“Yeah, I haven’t really fallen asleep”

“Yes you have Channie. You were snoring” you laughed.

“Was I, oh my god. I’m so-”

“Don’t even finish that sentence, you're fine” you interrupted. “Do you want to try sleep again or do you want to watch something?”

“I just want to be close to you” he answered as he let the hand that rested on your thigh run up and down the length of your leg.

“Ah, I get it. Is someone a little needy after their nap?” You joked.

“Stop it. You're teasing me, it’s not funny” he blushed lightly hitting your shoulder and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck to hide his reddening face and burning ears.

“Oh my god. You are!” You laughed. “Do you think it would help you fall asleep?” You tilted your head in curiosity as you waited for him to answer.

“No. Yes. Uhhh…. I don’t know? You know I can’t control it sometimes and your wearing my shirt and those tiny shorts. I can feel your skin on mine and I just love you so much I can’t help it,” he rambled almost without taking a breath.

“You don’t need to explain yourself baby, I get it. Why don’t you sit up and let me do all the work okay? I’ll take care of you”

You let Chan sit up with his back resting against the headboard. You waved your hand to get him to sit forward so you could place all the pillows behind him to support his back. You sat in front of him between his legs, sitting up on your knees and leaning down to kiss him gently, lips barely touching.

Once pulling away you stood from the bed and removed the t-shirt you were wearing, leaving you in just your bra and shorts.

“Can you put your legs together for me baby?” You asked and without hesitation, he obeyed your order. You got back onto the bed and straddled his hips so that you were now on top of him. “Do you want to keep going?” You asked, but all you got in response was a nod.

“I know that you are tired Channie, but you need to use your words. I need to know that you want this as well”

“Yes , keep going baby. I want this,” his words were desperate as he held your hips and looked deeply into your eyes, his curls falling over his own as you brushed them away to hold eye contact.

“You know what to say if you want me to stop?” It was a rhetorical question. You knew he knew the answer. It was one of the first things you discussed at the start of your relationship so that you both knew your limits. You just needed to hear him say it out loud so you knew he was serious about it.

“Yes, now please my love. I can’t wait any longer”

You nodded your head and leaned in to kiss him again. Only this time it was more lust-filled, still slow and passionate but with more desperation behind it. You let your lips travel down his neck as you felt the soft skin of his bare chest beneath your fingertips. Eventually, your kisses made their way down his chest and along his collarbones.

“Can I touch you?” He asked sweetly looking at you with stars in his eyes, and the hope of you saying yes. Even though Chan knew you couldn’t say no to him, especially when he looked at you like you hung all the stars in the universe.

“Of course” you replied as you stopped kissing him and sat up straight. “Where do you want to touch me?”

“Can I- I want to- Your. Please don’t make me say it, you know I get shy” he giggled.

There were times when Chan certainly wasn’t shy when it came to telling you what he wanted from you in the bedroom, but that was when he was in control. When it was your turn to take over he almost became a different version of himself. A more shy and reserved version of himself, and you always found this side of him so endearing.

You took one of his hands in yours and lightly traced one of his fingers along your neck, collarbone and eventually letting it rest in your chest.

His hand cupped one of your breasts as you held it there your hand resting on top of his. Once letting go his other hand soon joined going to the other side of your chest. He slowly started to knead them with both hands, eventually moving the fabric of your bra down to feel your bare skin in his hands.

You helped him by reaching behind and unclasping the piece of clothing that was getting in his way. You placed your hands in Chan’s hair and played with the curls on top of his head as he started to pinch your nipples and roll the sensitive buds between his fingers. You held back your moans as this was time for Chan to use you to pleasure himself, plus you didn’t want to wake anyone else who was in the dorm. But instead of holding back your moans, you came up with a better solution.

If you start telling Chan how he was making you feel, you could suppress the noises that were trying to leave your mouth, but you could also watch his eyes light up as you told him how good of a job he was doing.

“Feels so good baby, keep going. You're doing so well for me” you rambled as he continued to play with your nipples and knead at the skin around them. His eyes locked onto yours as you praised him and you saw that all too familiar, sparkle in his eyes. “You’re doing so well baby, but why don’t you let me take over now, yeah”

“Okay, but I want you to feel good as well” he almost pouted as you were telling him to stop.

“I will don’t worry my sweet baby boy. Making you feel good will make me feel just as good. I promise. I love watching you come undone under my control, it’s one of my favourite things to do”

You let Chan continue to play with your breasts a little more as you started to roll your hips into his already-growing bulge. Your slow but continuous motions caused the ache between his legs to grow along with yours. He felt so good underneath you like this, you could feel yourself getting more and more aroused as you continued your motions, you wanted to feel him inside you, but for now, you would have to put your pleasure aside and focus on the man underneath you because right now that was the only thing that mattered to you.

You sat up on your knees again removing Chan’s hands from your body and laying beside him with your head on his shoulder. You took one of his hands in yours and used your other to rub the bulge in his shorts. You removed your hand after lightly tracing your finger along his dick a few times with light touches as you watch his legs tense with every small movement. You tapped his hip asking him to lift them up, putting your hand in the waistband of his shorts and removing them, throwing them to the floor.

“No pants on Channie? We’re you waiting for this?” You asked.

“No, I wasn’t wearing anything and when you said you were coming over I threw these on” he explained a small blush appearing on his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before baby” you replied.

Before he could reply you wrapped your hand around his length and brushed your thumb across the tip spreading the pre cum that has already leaked from his red tip.

A soft moan escaped from Chan’s lips as he threw his head back in pleasure. You let a drop of spit fall down onto his dick and let your hand slowly move up and down his length. You were still holding one of Chan’s hands in yours as you laced your fingers together with a firmer grip. You let your lips connect with his once again as you continued the painfully slow movements on his length.

Your mouth swallowed the beautiful deep moans be was letting out as you began to speed up the movement of your hand. Chan pulled away from the kiss breathlessly and looked into your eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair, lightly tugging the curls at the nape of his neck.

“I need your mouth baby, I need to feel you. Please” he pleaded.

You nodded your head and quickly got to work. Tonight was all about Chan and you would do whatever he asked to make him feel good. Your lips travelled down his neck to his chest, leaving small red marks as you sucked on the skin. You sat back on your knees to admire the work as his soft white skin slowly became littered with dark purple marks only you got to see. You moved lower down the bed until you were lying on your stomach between your boyfriend's muscular legs.

Taking both hands and wrapping them around his length you kissed and nipped at his thighs giving him a few pumps before attaching your mouth to the tip kissing a few times, pulling back and licking your lips you could taste the salty pre cum on your lips as you ran your tongue along them.

You finally wrapped your lips around his length using your hands to stroke the base that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. Chan’s dick was long but also thick, he was perfect. He always reached the deepest parts inside of you and the stretch when he first pushed inside was something you don’t think you will ever get used to.

Each time you brought your head up you let your tongue trail along the underside of his dick where a thick vein ran from the base all the way to the tip. You used one of your hands to hold onto one of Chan’s wrists making him release the tight grip he had on the bedsheets. You brought his hand to the back of your head, he firmly gripped your hair gathering it all at the nape of your neck making a makeshift ponytail.

“Take my hand baby, squeeze it twice if it gets too much okay?” He explained as you opened your hand with your palm facing outwards. You laced your fingers together once again as Chan started to move your head up and down.

You let your other hand rest on one of his thighs as you gripped the skin tightly, you could feel his muscles contracting every time he pushed your head back down. He was letting out small whimpers as he bit his lip trying to stay quiet, but as you continued he only got louder and more vocal.

“Fuck, baby you feel amazing. I don’t think I’m going to last so much longer” he moaned through jagged breaths, his voice now getting deeper as he spoke. It was almost a low growl and the sound only turned you on more, you could feel the wetness growing between your legs as you pushed your hips into the bed to try and create some friction as well as squeezing your thighs together.

He pushed your head down one last time farther than he ever has before as you felt him hit the back of your throat. He was letting himself go, before you knew it his hand stopped the movement of your head and this time it was his hips that were pushing his dick to the back of your throat. His movements were fast and rigid, as he desperately tried to chase his high. He used his hand to push your head down and stop you from pulling away making sure he was pushed as far down your throat as he could.

“Ah, fuck baby I’m cumming. Shit!” He moaned loudly as you felt him release into your mouth. The salty liquid went straight to the back of your throat, but Chan was giving no sign of releasing the grip on the back of your head.

You squeezed his hand twice and he was quick to let go as you could feel yourself becoming breathless, a small gag leaving your throat.

You removed his length from your mouth and left a few kisses to the tip before running your tongue along that one thick vein one last time to clean him up.

After finally sitting up you looked at Chan who had his head resting against the shelfs on the headboard of the bed behind him, face flushing red.

He opened his arms for you as you settled on his chest, he was still breathing heavily and you could feel his heart beating out of his chest. There were small drops of sweat that trickled down his chest to his toned abs, you loved that you could make him feel this way and make him fill with pleasure.

You pulled the covers over the both of you and tangled your legs together, your hand rested on his chest as you drew small circles around the marks you left, and kissed his shoulder one last time.

“If the boys weren’t already awake they certainly are now” you laughed.

“I wouldn’t be laughing just yet baby girl. Let’s see how quiet you can be when I return the favour” he smirked placing a kiss on your temple as you both closed your eyes and fell asleep.

It’s safe to say that if you want to help Chan fall asleep all he needs is some cuddles a good head. Which you certainly don’t mind doing.

• a song by hazeracha©

[legerescriptor]

I saw a post the other day, about how humans are indestructible. How nothing can stop us.

Shot in the arms? The breast? Even in the lungs or the head? Nothing we can't recover from.

Acid in the eyes or even burning alive? We're not dead yet. Not dead soon.

We can recover from basically anything if we have the willpower to do so and even with way less resources and medical aid than you might think.

And that's what we seem to be to other species. On a spaceship it's always the human that willingly goes into danger zone, because they very probably will survive about anything that would kill other species immediately.

Except for when a human comes back alive but not quite so. Sometimes a human comes back and just a few days later is getting sick. Some are coughing blood and some are just slowly losing energy, always needing more sleep, until they never wake up again.

Sometimes humans survive the battlefield, but die slowly later on and no one knows why. They seemed fine. They didn't even have an injury. They just... Slowly withered away. Very very slowly. And most of the time very very painful.

The tale of the indestructible human was just that. A tale. A myth. But it kept getting repeated. It kept getting told. Because it was interesting, unbelievable, heroic.

But the truth? It was gruesome, hard to hear and even harder to tell. It was a horror story. And worst of all: It was even harder to believe than the myth.

But then there was this day. A spaceship, alone, no help could reach them. Not fast enough. Something needed fixing. But there was radiation coming off it and all of the protective gear was damaged and no longer useable since the ship crashed into a meteor only a few days prior. Nothing too bad happened. Just the storage. The storage and with it all the gear in it.

And now they needed it, noone would survive the radiation. Noone except for maybe...

They asked the humans, there were two of them on the ship, and they were indestructible, right? Surely they could go and fix it. They could save them all.

When they approached them with their request, one immediately nodded, while the other looked shocked.

"You can't go in there."

"Of course, I can."

"You will die!"

Everyone in the room looked taken aback. Surely they wouldn't die? Humans didn't die. That's what everyone said.

The human indeed shook their head.

"I'll be fine. And we will all die if no one goes in there."

"Oh, please, don't. Don't do this. Don't sacrifice yourself."

"I have to."

"I'll come with you!"

"You absolutely will not."

"But- but you need help!"

"I don't. And you know that as well as I do. Stay here. I'll go." The human stood up and went to leave.

"I'll go! Instead of you!"

"No!" Fast. Loud. Fierce. "It"ll be me." They went away.

Their friend tugged on their arm and tried to convince them to stay, but they just shook off their arm.

The captain was worried. Why were they arguing?

"Nothing will happen to them. Humans are indestructible, after all. Am I right?"

They just looked at the captain with tears in their eyes and stormed off, in the other direction as their crewmate.

A few hours later the brave human came back from their mission. It was successful. Everything was done. And without so much of a scratch at the humans body. They congratulated them, praised them. Even their human friend came back and hugged them, tightly, with still teary eyes.

The next days the humans spent a lot of time in their rooms, scarcely coming out, the one praised as their hero not eating well. They became weaker, day by day, while their friend stayed at their side, holding their hand and talking to them, even while they were asleep.

Of course, the crew worried, but they still believed, it was just exhaustion. After all, it was a difficult mission. And they saved all of their lives. They deserved the rest.

Until one day they heard sobbing. When they opened the door, they saw the human, laying on their friends body. Their still warm body, but without breath in their lungs and without a beat in their heart.

They were dead. Impossible.

Humans are indestructible.

"No!" The other human cried out loud, when they tried to take the body away. When they tried to touch them, when they tried to understand what happened. They were not injured. So why did they-

For a week, the other human didn't leave the room. Didn't talk to anyone. Didn't eat.

Everyone was worried. Would they lose them too? Was something happening to the humans? Maybe they were sick? A sickness even they couldn't survive?

But this human came back. Looking paler and older than before. But they came back alive.

Only then the captain dared to ask. "When you said, they'd die. You-"

"I meant it. It killed them. They went in, because you asked them. But it killed them."

"But I thought-"

"We are not. We never were. But they let you believe. Because they wanted to save us."

"Why didn't you tell us? We would have never let them go in there."

"I couldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because it was either them or me."

[brineoffire]

Wings and Wires- Chapter 2

I've done it! This time im trying out a switch of pov :> Also! Trying to come up with a posting schedule that works for me, so ill pin that post if i actually figure one out!

Part 1-

Price marches over to the meeting room, a steady plume of smoke rising from the cigar between his lips. Barging into the room he lifts his chin, his tail swaying

gently behind him as he counts all his boys present. Ghost cross armed against the back wall. Gaz sits near the front of the

table, legs crossed on his seat. Soap sits across him, arms crossed behind his head. Lastly, Roach sits just in front of where Ghost stands, picking at his knuckles.

“Right then boys, it's an infalteration.”He says as he moves to the head of the table. The projector clicks on as he wakes up a laptop while he sits. 

"As you all know Los Panteros have been working off the coast for several months now. We've traced them back from Las Vegas and have finally been able to track their leader, Alphonse Velez. He's hosting a party at the end of this month and we're going in.” Price looks around as the others all nod or grunt in agreement. Soap is the first one to sit up and say something.

“A’right then cap’. When we doin’ this?” 

“We’re movin’ to set up recon in two weeks. Roach’ll be on overwatch with you as an escort. There known to have infernal sigils up so Ghost’ll have ta be backup while Gaz and I go undercover.”

“Cap!”  “Wai’ a sec-” “You?”

Price’s hand raises as all of them speak up at once. “Aye’ easy now you lot.”

“But sir, they’re known dragon dealers! You would be at too much of a risk!” Gaz has his palms down on the table, his wings flaring up as he speaks up.

“Right. Which is why Laswell’s got a spellcaster to cook up a disguise spell. The two dragons ‘es got are always patrolling outside, so Gaz’s scent will cover us enough to get in jus’ fine.” The rest of the room settles slowly as he presses on with his explanation.

“No more fuss now lads. We stick to the plan, get our intel, ‘n everything ‘ll be right as rain.” Soap's pointed ears pin back to his head and Gaz's feathers stay roused. Theres a low humming growl in the back of Roach’s throat as Ghost steps up behind him squeezing his shoulder in reassurance. 

“If things do go south we all move in. We aint leavin’ without makin’ sure yer outta there cap.” Price gives Ghost a nod as his gaze softens, looking from him to Roach.

“We move together. This is just recon fer now. Should be no noise so long as we stick to the plans.” The tension in the room slowly simmers back down, Price stepping over to Gaz.

“Come now birdie.” He rests a hand on the back of the harpy’s neck. “You'll be right there with me.” Gaz relaxes into the touch, his feathers smoothing out as he looks Price in the eye. His feathers ruffle up softly this time as he nods along with Price's reassurances.

"Aye cap. Up ta me ta keep ya’ safe then, yeah?” Various laughs and chuckles sound out around the room. Price crouches down to get eye to eye with him. One hand settles on Gaz's knee, the other cupping his cheek, clawed finger tips tickling his neck.

"Ata’ boy. We run this tight, get in an’

out, ‘n flush out the rats.” Gaz's wings settle on his back as he leans into Price's hand. He nods again and Price steps up to his feet again.

“Alright then. Rehearsal time lads.” Headed back to the head of the table he flips the laptop to the next slide. “The compound we've linked ‘im to is just off the North coast. Looks like a warehouse but the inside is modified into what looks like a dining hall. With what we've uncovered we know the dragons under his command are used as guards. They patrol outside during events, starting an hour before and staying out two hours after each one.” He looks over at them, catching each of their glances to make sure there are no questions. 

“Gaz ‘n I'll have false identities that Lazwell an’ ‘er team have been cultivating. Weapons dealers from overseas, setting up in the U.S. much like Alphonso has done ‘imself. I want you you all ta keep yer wits about you.We’ve got two weeks between then and now so lets get prepped for the usual.”

“Understood cap.” “Yssir.” “Right.” They all sound off their agreements, Roach even letting off several clicks of approval. They discuss ammo stocks before breaking off separately. Roach heads off with Ghost leaving Soap and Gaz to set up their restock. Price watches them go with a smile on his lips, his tail swaying contently as he lets off another puff of his cigar.. 

The weeks pass quickly, all of them keeping busy and triple checking their equipment until they finally pooled their vehicles. It only takes

about eight hours to drive to their temporary base, and setup only took another half hour. Soap and Roach focus on their electronics. Tapping into city cameras and setting up their comms. They take extra care to keep them all connected, making sure each line has a strong connection tied to communication spells as a backup.

Once it's all set up they spend the rest of the day in each other's company. Price does his best to keep the nerves down, but even with his constant reassurance and firm touches Ghost and Roach are on edge. He finds them scanning over the surveillance cameras for what could probably be the fifth or sixth time in the hour. He sets his hands on both of Ghost’s shoulders, squeezing gently and he rests his chin on the other's head.

“Easy there boys, nothins guna’ change enough for either of you to be stressin’ this much. Take a breather Si, I need both a you to save it for tomorrow night.” Roach lets off a few low chirping sounds as Ghost leans back into Price’s touch. He reaches over to Roach, his hand gently squeezing the back of his neck. 

“You’ve done more than enough for now. Take a breather fer now.” Ghost sighs but relents, turning his chair from the monitors and facing Price. 

“It’d be much easier ta relax if they didn’t have sigils up. Can’t see a damn thing through those fuckin’ walls. These are strong enough to block scents too so once Gaz and you are in there I’m cut off.” Roach trills softly, setting a hand on Ghost’s arm.

“I know, I know, but we don’t have any way of countering these sigils without our cover bein’ blown. Our comms are reinforced with sending spells so we got ears at all times. Like I said, we stick to the plan an’ theyll be nuthin ta worry about.” Ghost gives a nod and takes a deep breath. “Now cmon, the both of ya’.” Price pulls the two of them up from their seats, a hand on both of their backs leading them to the sofa that Gaz and Soap have already sprawled out on. They all shift around, Ghost ending up with Soap over his lap, Price leaning on an arm rest, legs over the length of the sofa with Gaz and Roach sitting on them as they lean on each other.

Their closeness slowly eases the rest of the tension as they wait for their window to open, a large television playing some cheesy rerun of a show they’d seen together beforehand. The time passes slowly as they all mellow out, Soap’s chatter eventually drowning out the television. Laughter fills the room as Ghost's attempts to silence him with a sofa cushion only leads to a face full of wolf drool and a high speed chase through the base. Price chuckles and pulls Roach and Gaz further onto his lap, choosing more relaxation over chasing after his rabid dogs. They all end up spending the night together in the same bedroom, Ghost dragging in a smirking Soap by the scruff as they spend the rest of the night in soft silence.

[melithril]

[Adar] Into The West

♫ - Peter Hollens - Into The West

A/N: Had a brainworm with this song for a couple of days, and thought this might have been a cute lil' idea. I hope you ll enjoy! <3

If ever you were t be found somewhere, it was usually the library. Well, the makeshift library. In your current camp, it was space filled with few books, but more of a place for everyone to come and take some time away from every day life. Rare it was that anyone besides yourself was in here anyway, which is why it was always a sure fire thing to start a search party here should you ever have gone missing. 

Often, you couldn't sleep, thoughts running marathons in your head kept you awake. So, instead of waking Adar, who needed the rest, you would slip quietly away and take some time to read. Losing yourself in the solitude meant your brain had time to fully wind down and you would head back to your bed, wrap yourself into Adar, and sleep. 

This was one of those nights, although this time you were not without company.

Stepping into the library, you had been met with a young girl, who was rubbing her eyes and holding a blanket. You had recognized her from the times you kept the children busy in here, reading them stories or letting them be creative.

"Hello, Dura," your voice was soft, so as not to startle her. "Is everything okay?"

She nodded, making her way to you and taking your hand. "Can you tell me a tale so I can sleep?"

Your face faltered, thankful she was in no danger or anything. It was unusual for any of the younger orcs to be awake at this time, so your first thought is worry. Nodding, you led her to your comfy chair and allowed her to climb into your lap. Dura situated herself so she was comfy and cuddled her blanket close, one hand holding some of your hair. 

"How about a lullaby?" you asked, the little girl nodding eagerly. "There is one I know that I have yet to tell you. This song means a lot to me, Dura, I hope you will enjoy it."

You closed your own book and held her closer, your voice low and gentle as you began to sing.

"Lay down Your sweet and weary head, The night is falling, You have come to journey's end. Sleep now, And dream of the ones who came before, They are calling, From across the distant shore."

As the lyrics had begun to fall from your lips, Dura stared up at you, eyes glistening and listening intently. Whether she understood the words you sang or not, the sound alone enthralled her enough to keep listening. You rocked her gently, mind focused solely on getting the child to sleep.

Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see, All of your fears will pass away. Safe in my arms, You're only sleeping.

Your mind drifted to your love, Adar, these lyrics in particular reminded you of him. You were his protection from the outside world, he would always tell you that. He would tell you that he was grateful for you staying in his life, that you were his safety blanket. In turn, you always promised to be there for him at the end of the day, and that your arms were open for him any time. Whenever you were needed, you would answer his call. Loving Adar was not easy, and he knew that. But, in spite of it all, you found him to be such a kind man deep down. He had shown you nothing but true love and care in your time with his family. Never once rude, never once had he raised a hand to you. Always, he was sweet to you. You had vowed to always love him through everything, and to be there at the end of the day when you both went to sleep.

What can you see, On the horizon? Why do the white gulls call? Across the sea, A pale moon rises, The ships have come to carry you home.

Adar had awoken, wondering why there was no warmth besides him. After rolling over and reaching his arm out, he knew where you would be. No matter the time, he always went to check on you, even though he always found the same result; you, in your chair in the library, nose stuck in a book. But, just to ease his mind that nothing was wrong, he dressed and headed out of the door and down to you. As Adar edged closer, a faint song was heard and for a second, he thought perhaps he had finally gone mad. 

And all will turn,

To silver glass.

A light on the water,

All Souls pass.

He had reached the door and immediately recognized your voice. Such a beautiful singer, he thought. Peeking around the corner, Adar did not expect the sight before him. Sure enough, you were there, curled in your favourite chair. This time, a small girl on your lap, eyes almost closed as she lulled her way to sleep. It made his heart soar to see you with the child on your lap, swaying her back and forth gently as she lay. It was a warming sight, one he wished to burn into his brain for an eternity. The last thing Adar wished to do was disturb, so he observed you from where he stood, listening to your voice and the lyrics.

Hope fades, Into the world of night. Through shadows falling, Out of memory and time.

Pondering your words, Adar smiled to himself. He knew this song meant so much to you, how you hummed it often. To see you openly sharing it with the little girl, who was most certainly now fast asleep, was beautiful. You were beautiful, to him. Adar felt so lucky to know you, and even luckier to love you. He was never going to throw what you both had away for anything. One day, he would marry you. When peace was made in Middle Earth and he knew war for the orcs was no longer a threat, he would marry you.

Don't say, We have come now to the end, White shores are calling, You and I will meet again. And you'll be here in my arms, Just sleeping.

You glanced down at Dura, who had fallen asleep curled up into you and her blanket. It seemed your song had done the perfect trick. You continued the lyrics, feeling strange to not at least finish the song. You were moments from the end, after all. Your head tilted up at the sound of a shuffle, and you found your lover stood before you, looking ethereal in the pale moonlight creeping in through the window. Smiling, but saying nothing, you received one in kind. Adar sat on one of the chairs opposite you, not interrupting and eager for you to finish.

Taking one of your free hands in his, he simply ran his thumb across the back of your soft skin, eyes never having left your face as you sung. If he could only tell you how you looked to him in this moment, there would not be enough paper in the world to write it down. You broke your eyes from him to look down at Dura, as you finished the song. 

And all will turn, To silver glass, A light on the water, Grey ships pass, Into the West.

Adar placed a quiet kiss against your hand, hoping the movement would not wake the child. He glanced down worriedly as she stirred, but you shook your head, signalling that Dura was most certainly out for the night. You knew you should return her to her family soon, which was not too far, but for the moment, you simply sat with Adar's hand in your own and the crackle of the fire behind you. Soft snores came from Dura, and you looked to Adar as he stared back. His eyes were so full of love, twinkling something terrible in the light. 

In time, you knew this moment would end, but right now, with the child between you, Adar and yourself just enjoyed the calm and serenity of the late night. You were both lost in thought, the need for sleep taking over you both. Before you could deliver the child back to her home, all three of you were asleep. You and Dura on the armchair, her in your lap, and Adar in the seat next to you, still clutching your hand in his own. Your head had come to rest on his shoulder, and as a three you all got some much needed rest with one final thought in your mind. 

This was family.

[lila-lou]

✨It’s official✨

Summary: You and Soldier Boy attend the opening of the new Vought tower

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader

Warnings: Language, Soldier boy being too rough

Word Count: 2000

A/N: This is basically what happened before "I'm yours"

English isn’t my first language, so please be lenient. 💙✨

You were currently standing in front of the large mirror in your apartment, looking at your reflection. Sighing, you ran your hand through your neatly curled hair as your mind continued to wander. To say you were nervous was a huge understatement. As you desperately tried to calm your nerves, you heard a loud rustling noise coming from the bathroom behind you. If you weren't too preoccupied with your fading nerves, you might have asked if Ben was okay. But he's superhuman, so what could happen to him? And even if something were to happen, how much could you do about?

“Fuck”, you whispered, stretching your arms out. "Get your shit together!", you said to yourself, touching your hot forehead.

Your bottom lip was bright red and swollen by now, since you couldn't stop biting it out of nervousness. No matter how hard you tried, your heart just wouldn't stop racing. In fact, if you didn't know better, you would have thought it was going to jump out of your chest at any moment.

“The fuck is your problem?”.

You suddenly heard Ben’s voice right next to your ear, making you jump. “Your heartbeat is louder than my fucking razor”, he murmured after resting his chin on your shoulder and wrapping both arms around your waist. So far, Ben was still busy getting ready for tonight, but your racing heart distracted him. He looked at you in the mirror and watched as your shoulders slowly sank and you began to relax a little in his arms.

“Stop it”, he admonished you with a low growl and roughly pulled your bottom lip out of your teeth with his thumb. “You have no idea, how much I would love to rip that tight dress off your body instead of subjecting you to those lewd looks tonight”.

His lips traveled from your ear, down your neck, to your bare shoulder. “I’m beyond psyched, Ben”. Your voice was barely louder than a breath as you placed your hands on his arms that were wrapped around you.

“Well, I can fucking tell. But why?”, he rolled his eyes, forgetting the reflection of the two of you in the mirror that you’re still standing in front of. "I´ve seen that!", you grumbled, to which he responded with a shit-eating grin and a shrug. You whined, letting your head fall against your boyfriend and closing your eyes.

Ben was by no means a man of big words and even less of big feelings, but when it came to you, he did his best to act like a normal person. “What’s wrong?”, he sighed and hugged your waist even tighter. “What if I´ll embarrass you? What if the media tears me apart? This world is new territory for me... I don't know how to answer when I'm interviewed... No idea how to look beautiful and skinny in pictures... My-”.

Ben interrupted you by turning you around in his arms and loosening his grip so you could easily look up at him. His beard was a little shorter than usual and the contours were even more tidily. Your eyes traveled from his neatly styled hair to his simple black suit. Of course, he had decided against the tie you bought and instead just unbuttoned his white shirt a little. He had to change into his supe suit later that night, but for the opening he had to wear a more formal outfit.

“Look at me”, he ordered, but you did the opposite and looked at the floor between you, making him roll his eyes again. “I said look at me”, he grabbed your jaw in his large hand and roughly pushed your face up so that you had to look at him. Ben didn't mean to be rough, at least not all the time, but he vastly underestimated his strength. Especially when it came to touching you. This often resulted in you waking up with bruises after long, intense nights. You didn't mind, in fact you liked being manhandled, but in moments when he should be comforting you, reassuring you and just being gentle with you, it was completely inappropriate. "You're hurting me!", you hissed, hitting his strong chest lightly with your small fist, which only hurt you.

Ben pressed his lips together and released your chin. “That wasn’t my intention”, he grumbled. It was the closest thing to an apology you´ll get, that's for sure.

“(y/n), you look fucking hot. Stunning. You will be the most beautiful woman of the evening. You understand me?”. He tilted his head and smiled slightly. “You’re Soldier Boy’s girlfriend. No one will dare say anything negative about you because they know they’ll be dead if they do”. Ben pressed his lips to yours before pinching your ass with one hand. “Now go put your heels on”, he grinned against your lips.

Less than thirty minutes later, your driver pulled up in front of the new Vought Tower.

You were amazed when you caught a glimpse of it. This time the architects had outdone themselves. “That’s me”, Ben whispered proudly in your ear, pointing his index finger at the 16-foot-tall statue in the middle of the turning hammer in front of the main entrance. “Hard to miss”, you smiled, squeezing his hand tightly as you saw all the paparazzi and reporters already gathered on the red carpet leading to the main entrance.

The car parked at the beginning of the carpet where everyone else was already waiting.

“Finally!”, Butcher grumbled as Hughie and Annie looked expectantly at your car. “You think (y/n) will be with him?”, Hughie leaned towards his girlfriend and furrowed his eyebrows doubtfully. "Huh...I hope not", Annie replied slightly worried. Since the car's windows were tinted, the two could only speculate.

“You´ll handle this perfectly fucking fine”, Ben whispered in your ear before placing a long kiss on your temple. He knew how difficult this appearance was for you. The two of you had been together for months, albeit indefinitely, but today was your first public appearance. Rumors had been circulating for weeks that Soldier Boy was spoken for, but Ben had not publicly commented on the matter. After the Crimson Countess thing, he wanted to take things a little slower with you, especially since you were just human and inexperienced. He didn't want to put a target on your back until he was sure that you were somehow able to withstand the pressure and danger.

A few seconds later, the driver opened your door. Ben got out first, and amid the flashes of paparazzi and screams of fans, he wore his typical emotionless look. He still loved to be idolized. However, when Ben held out his hand for you, which you gladly took to gracefully step out of the car, a murmur went through the crowd.

You could hear fans and reporters starting to whisper, which made your heart pound and your nerves rise again. Ben sighed when he heard your increased heartbeat again. His hand let go of yours and before you could even look at him questioningly, he wrapped his arm around your waist. His grip was firm and assertive because he knew it always relaxed you a little. “I got you”, he murmured before giving you a quick kiss on the top of your head.

By now it was clear to everyone present that Soldier Boy was indeed no longer single. With you in his arm, Ben walked towards the entrance. Unlike you, he enjoyed the attention to the fullest. While you were blinded by the flashes of many cameras, reporters and fans kept shouting questions at you. You tried your best to give everyone an apologetic smile as you passed. Without him and his protective grip on your body, you would have collapsed long ago.

It wasn't until the two of you reached the entrance that you stopped to answer questions. Well, Ben was answering questions, you just stood there and smiled. In the meantime, the rest of the team came and fed the reporters with answers and smiles.

“Soldier Boy, who is your beautiful companion tonight?”. A blonde reporter has now caught your attention. With slightly red cheeks, you looked up at your boyfriend, who was still holding you tightly in his arm. “This is (y/n). My woman”, he answered firmly without making a face.

"Oh congratulations. (y/n), would you like to show the world a demonstration of your powers?". Her voice was almost a little disappointed when there was finally official confirmation that Soldier Boy was off the market. You cleared your throat to answer, but before you could say your first word, Ben interrupted you. “No, she doesn’t”, he said short and strict, squeezing your waist to show you to keep walking. “Sorry”, you mumbled quietly and look down as Ben pushes you firmly through the large front door.

“Don’t fucking apologize”, he growled.

As you stood in the elevator, you took a deep breath before looking at Ben, who was bracing himself on the handle with both hands behind his back and met your gaze. “You didn’t do anything wrong, doll. I just don't want to show you this vulnerable. Nobody has to know that you're not a supe… yet", he smiled slightly. Ben was worried about you. 24/7 and you knew it. He showed you sometimes. Mostly by being massively possessive, not leaving your side and almost always putting an arm around you as soon as you leave the house, but unfortunately telling you about his feelings for you was definitely not his thing. “Thank you”, you returned his smile softly.

“You can show your gratitude later tonight”, he grinned and winked at you.

About an hour later you found yourself on Ben's lap. He held your body close to him and wrapped his right arm around your waist as he spoke to the President of the United States of America. He didn't care what others thought of him, especially since he always got his way anyway.

"That's a fucking smart plan", Ben raised his other hand in appreciation before raising it to his mouth to take a long drag on his joint. "Perfect. So it's settled", the President nodded to him before getting up to look after Annie and Maggie.

“That really necessary?”, you whispered, pointing at the two of you. Your sitting position was actually a bit uncomfortable given the situation and the important people around you. “I told you I was going to show you off. Stop complaining”, he blew the smoke out of his mouth.

The evening dragged on and your feet started to hurt from standing in heels that were way too high. “I’m going to sit down for a few minutes”, you told your boyfriend after a while, who nodded briefly and released you from his arm. His eyes followed you until Butcher ran into him along with the Vice President and the Mayor to start a conversation about their plans.

"So, you're Soldier Boy's newest toy?", A-Train sank onto the bench next to you as you adjusted your heels.

“A-Train”, you remarked, somewhat unimpressed.

You only knew him by hearing and hadn't met him in person until now. “Reggie is fine”, he waved off, grinning.

One thing led to another and you didn't realize until much too late how well you and A-Train actually got along. He was a funny guy and made you laugh a lot. However, when you finally looked up, your eyes immediately met Ben's. A shiver ran down your spine when you saw his cold expression. You knew this look and didn't like it at all.

“Uh-oh”, you whispered and your breath hitched.

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-> I`m yours (Part 2) 18+ only!

[loupy-mongoose]

Another writing that got long, so putting a Read More~

I wish I could've continued this interaction as a comic, but I ran out of energy. Life got busy, my mood fluctuated. So this one's written. X3

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Lavender woke in her bed with a gasp. She sat up, gulping air as the dream vision invaded her waking mind.

It wasn't real... It was just a vision... It wouldn't have hurt you, Lav. It wouldn't have hurt you...

As she calmed down, her attention shifted to something else.

She reached out with her mind.

...Nico?...

Nothing.

Lav's face scrunched up in anger. Dang it...

She flopped back onto her pillow, her arms sprawled out beside her. Here eyes were shut tight. Rrrrrrgh... Sorry, Nico, I didn't mean to wake up!

Something tickled her attention in her mind, but she didn't dwell on it.

Curse the flimsiness of our connection!

This time, she couldn't ignore it.

.a...v..nder?...

Lav froze, listening intently and focusing with all her might.

...Nico?

...u.. s....ll ..ear m....?

Lav smiled and mentally shouted as strongly as she could, careful to not connect with her family's mindscapes. I hear you, Nico! I hear you! Can you hear me?!

Lav? Lav!? I heard you!

Yes! Lav clenched her fists in her spike of joy. YES! Finally! We can talk without the worry of it collapsing at the slightest breath!

I'm... Kinda surprised you still want to talk... I'm sorry about the visions. I got carried away...

No, no, it's fine! It just startled me!

...It seemed like a strong reaction for just a startle...

I'm fine, honest! Lav tried to ignore that he was right. Anyway, that’s not the end of the story, right? You said you didn’t feel guilty then… But you clearly regret what happened.

...I do... His voice was subdued. Yes. I now regret what happened. But... Back then, I was truly the monster they wanted me to be. I was their good little weapon, until I decided they didn't see me as an equal.

After I d... d-destroyed the lab... I roamed Kanto. I challenged people and Pokemon alike... I attacked them... I...

His mental voice broke.

I killed them...

Both Lav and Nico fell silent. Lav could tell she was getting more adept at this connection thing, as she faintly felt that they were still linked.

What changed?

You said Fuji taught you gentleness and kindness, but you still... She shivered, hoping that he couldn't sense her apprehension. What made you change your mind from "monster" to regretful?

...Jovie.

Lav couldn't help smiling at the pure warmth in his mental voice. Your mate?

He spoke with a wistful tone. If Fuji planted the seeds, Jovie watered and nurtured them.

I, uh....

I stumbled into her home town. A little hidden place called Shadegrove. I... I attacked... And she defended.

Looking back... she was amazing.

So brave, and strong. Determined to save the town and people she loved.

And she succeeded.

I couldn't overpower her, so I left. Exhausted. Embarrassed.

And Furious.

First my parent, then this...

Lav felt a jolt.

I figured Mews wanted nothing to do with the Monster they had created.

Woah woah woah, wait! Your parent? Did you know your parent?

...

I saw them leave. Before I left my incubation tube.

Incubation tube? Lav took a mental note of the strange phrase.

I'm sure of it... It's my earliest memory.

A Mew's tail vanishing into the distance... Either my parent, or a Mew who knew me...

It abandoned me.

And after Jovie attacked me, I thought... I thought it was me. Mews hated me.

But I was wrong.

She followed me.

And I would be dead now if she hadn't

She found me after a challenge I'd made went wrong, and healed me up. And she did the unthinkable.

She was kind to me.

She worked to get to know me.

She cared about me.

And I found myself returning those feelings.

She made me laugh.

She made me care.

She made me happy.

And eventually... we fell in love.

That's... pretty much all the important stuff...

Lav sat quiet, contemplating the rest of the story she'd heard. Is that how you got that scar?

...Yeah...

You ever hear about Zapdos?

She felt her heart skip a beat, remembering stories her dad had read to her of the powerful electric-type legendary bird. ...Wow...

Yup.

They both went quiet.

Nico...

Lav's mental voice was soft.

Thank you. Seriously. For being brave enough to share that with me.

Wou... Would you be okay with me telling it to my dad?

Nico was silent. Lav could almost feel the buzz of his mind as he contemplated. Finally, he spoke up.

If you think it'll help. I... I worry it won't, but... You know him better than I do.

Do what you think is best, Lav.

Lav tried to form the question; Why are you afraid of him? But a yawn broke her concentration. She looked at the time.

Shoot. I should go back to sleep, or I'll be hurting tomorrow. Catch ya later?

If you want to!

Yeah! She smiled. Good night, Nico!

Good night, Lav.

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ARC START | CHRONO

[geekintofeet]

While he is absent, you enter your flatmate’s bedroom to try to find one of his dirty sock to sniff. You find out that, weirdly, he keeps all of them in a plastic bag and he has quite a lot accumulated.

Curious, you open the bag, and suddenly you understand why they are sealed in plastic: the smell is so strong even you get shocked and a bit dizzy. You’re thinking that he probably do that to avoid disseminating that cheesy smell in his room while he waits for the next laundry batch.

Anyway, you get all excited and start to collect a few socks for your collection… when suddenly you hear a door noise. You look back and see your flatmate looking at you with a mix of suspicion and mockery.

« - The fuck are you doing in my room… with my socks? Are you one of those foot creep? You could have asked me gently I would have made profit selling you my dirty socks hahahah »

You’re in shock state and don’t know what to answer for your defense « ehmm no I was just… »

« - Don’t waste your saliva, I see your little boner in your pant… but this give me an idea... »

He opens his drawer and then give you a mysterious pill. « Take it. » he says laconically.

« what is it? » you ask.

« I don’t think you’re in a position to ask questions now, unless you want me to post that you like sniffing dude’s socks on all social media »

Fearing his threat, you comply and swallow the pill.

Very quickly you start to feel strange, like everything become bigger… is it an hallucinogenic? You look at your clothes and they become too large for you… you are … SHRINKING?!!

You faint while the shrinking process continues. When you wake up you are the size of a mouse and your flatmate is gigantic. He says: « hahahaha these pills I got from the dark web were not cheap, but damn I was waiting for an occasion to try them! How does it feel to be so tiny?? »

His deep voice, his colossal presence, his expression of disdain as he looks down on you… you feel completely powerless and as his total mercy.

« Well, don’t look at me like that » he said while laughing loudly, «I know you probably won’t like to know that only now, but I forgot to tell you they don’t sell the pill to reverse that… so you’ll have to get used to your new life ….as my …. pet. » he smiles. « Oh I will take good care of you don’t worry hahahaha ».

You start to freak out… what is he going to do with you?! He has always been a bully towards you. You try to escape by running as fast as you can… but get stopped brutally by his massive foot stepping right in front of you.

« Ohohoh, what is that behavior! I see that I will have to educate my little pet so that he stops running and become obedient… a little bit of jail time should do the trick… ».

He opens the sock bag and gently grabs you… then throws you inside it and close it. You hear him saying « I’m sure with your size, the smell of my socks must be extra nice! Well, you’ ll have to enjoy it for the rest of the day, big people have stuffs to do! ». He leaves you there and slams the door.

After the long day enduring the terrible smell of his dirty socks, you hear the booming sound of his loud steps as he comes back home. You see him approaching through the plastic. He finally opens the bag, letting some fresh air enter… you hope he will free you from this bag…

He removes the socks he wears and looks at you inside the bag while holding them « So, my little pet, do you like your new home? Hahahaha. I just come back from playing a soccer game with my bros, so here, a little gift for you, fresh stinky socks, your favourites I’m sure HAHAHAHA. Now I’m going to bed and well, I still don’t trust you will not try to escape, so enjoy your new bed I guess? ».

He laughs sinisterly and closes the bag more tightly than before, leaving no wiggle room between you and the new pair of moist stinky socks.

[millysastroblog]

SOLAR RETURN CHART PT.2 ! -Asteroids and Points-

Disclamer ! : Each of the SR Placements i wrotte here down, DO NOT have to be aligned with your own experience, in Astrology we have so many diffrenet factors that can change and influence our lifes, what i refer here to are the Asteriods and Points in my own personal SR Chart from the past couple years. They are short, easy examples of how they could impact somones life, to what degree they impacted my life.

>>> OK guys :) well alright lets now dive into it ! <<

Vertex =Is another tool that I like to use on the Solar Return chart is the Vertex. Similar to the Sun the Vertex can be a huge turnig point by the house it sits in and show fated events, only if heavily aspected.

Example: The year I had Vertex in my 7th House, um yeah guys i was deeply in love for the first time in my life, i meet the so called love of my life (bestfriend), and wow it was really intense, i had a very intimate soul bound with that peron, as if we shared the same soul. But sadly later on i went through a broken heart girl moment, the dream of sharing the rest of my life with that person sadly couldnt be fulfilled. And it defintly thought me a lot of lessons and struggles about love, fear of abandoment, unhealthy attachments, addiction to love beign afraid to love and not feeling worthy of it.

Continuing as i mentioned previously hard aspects matter alot when it comes to the SR Vertex. At that time my Vertex in the 7th house was opposite my SR Venus !!!! It usualy indicates the connection between me and that person possibly stemming from a past life time, like a soulmate or twinflame connection. Needing to find eachother this lifetime to fullfil a certain mission. So unlike the conjunction or soft aspects the connection was at an on and off state, which refers to the dynamic of the opposition, the built up of inner tension ,push and pull beetwen two energys wheter It´ll be life situations like (home, career, money or relationships ) with my case since the Vertex sits in my 7th house of the SR Chart ;). Which led to high amounst of attraction and gravitation towards that person but also complications and misunderstandings.

That does not mean everyone with a SR Vertex in the 7th house harshly aspecting Venus will go through the same experience like me, but changes in love life generally can be garanted. Also look a at transits and Synastry for more information :)

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North Node = The North Node in the SR Chart can indicate how we grow this year. It shows lessons that we need to learn and evolve from. Providing you with all the experiences and tools for your destination ahead until the year to come.

Example: They year i had my SR North Node in the 12th my first Spiritual Awakening got activated unexpectedly, my interest for meditation, yoga, chakras began to increase. I started to connect with the spirit world, my ancestors, angels, spirit guide more easily. I feelt the strong bond beetwen myself ,god, animals, humans everything! I started recieving sychronizites like butterflys, white feahters daily.

The North Node SR in the 12th helped me to step into my true purpose and wake up from the illusions, manipluation that was very evindent in my life. It transformed so many things since it was in trine with SR Pluto (North Node in the 12th TRINE Pluto in the 8th house) like me being able to use my natural psycic abilites, my subconcious changing to a healtiher mind set, prosessing past trauma, me doing energy work on my psycial body ,sensing heavy energetic tension within certain parts of my body that steam from repreased pain and trauma. The North Node in the 12th house offered me the time and space to go through that healing stage, meaning I was isolated for some months after losing someting important in my life.

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Chiron = It influences your triggers, wounds, fear, shame, insecurities and coming to terms with them . It can be very difficult but It gives us the possibility of healing and transcend to Self love, Acceptance and Self respect.

Example: Lasty Year i had Chiron in the 11th house, and sadly I felt very lonely, not having any one aroung me , friends i used to know since elemantry school suddenly left life, and even when i attended new social gahterings the void within me, feeling a lack of friendships and a lack of companionship, made it harder then usual to engage in new social circels, feeling inscure about the way I might come across to other people, not being accpeted for who I truly am.

At that time i feelt more socialy anxious than normal, panicing when somone tried to approach me for some random small talk conversation. I had my SR (Moon in the 12th sextile my Chiron in the 11th). With the moon aspecting chiron i can surly approve of this placement impacting me on a deep, emotional and soulful level. I tried to comfort my self through isolation, listen to music, having faith in future that things will get better and l´´ll soon connect with people on a deep and emotional level . I started to understad that this a typical process a lot of young adults go through. And at least i can invest all the time i have on myself and be my own best friend accepting my own flaws and incecuritys. Chiron is not only a pain in the ass but also a teacher helping me to understand my biggest fears regarding friendships and social circels.

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Lilith = Frustration, deception, irritation, sexual matters, fear ,obsessions, scattered feelings and behaviors. !

Example: Last year additionaly with the North Node i had Lilith in the 12th house, and i encounterd also the dark side of the 12th house, fighting with Addictions, Escapisim not wanting to be on this physical earth plane because of how detached i was from it, i also entered a difficult stages in my spiritual awaking like the Dark night of the soul. I felt to need to explore more with my hidden divine feminie se*ual side, feeling the creative tantric energy of mother earth within me, me having more wet dreams than usal, fanazising daily about se* or having se* in my dreams. Additionaly i had plenty sleep paralysis experienceses that lead me to see and feel paranormal things involoving creepy sensations of outher worldy beings gravitating towards my hidden underlying se*al energy ..... (I´ll leave the rest out bc it was very creppy!!!)

omg i know this a bit more spooky, but yeah it was very interesting experience exploring that side through lilith being here !!!

With that being said, I wanted to point out the fact that Asteriod and Points are very valid in SR Chart mostly people only consider talking about planetary placements but I have discovered that A&P can also have a huge impact on someones live. Like the examples I described here. Comment down below if you feel the same way or have the experienced the complete opposite would love to KNOW 😘🤔

Next up I‘ll continue this series by observing the MOST IMPORTANT Placement in the SR Chart connected to the natal Chart!!! And that is definitely not the Sun!!!!!!! ;)

Thx for reading 💕

Stay tuned for PT.3 !

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Solar Return Chart Series: PT. 1

[somethingthing]

Bitter Old Man

Joel Miller x reader

Warnings: a few curse words and angst (arguing), fluff towards the end

Word count: 1057

A/n: That’s it, I’m officially writing Joel fics, I absolutely love the show and can’t wait for more episodes. That’s right, I CAN’T wait, so I’m watching the gameplays, a certain someone just got their head smashed in :’)

Joel had been hesitant to smuggle Ellie out, so had you, but if you didn't take her, someone else would. 

You were held up in one of the decaying buildings, it looked like an old shop. A few items were scattered on the floor, but other than that it was empty and secure. Joel had insisted on triple checking.

“At lest she falls asleep fast” you looked down at the girl sleeping on the floor beside you, using her backpack as a pillow.

“It´s not too late to turn back” Joels gaze was focused on her “We turn back now, dump her off and let someone else take her to where she needs to be” he switched his gaze to you.

“No we can´t” you understood why he wanted to, his brother came first and with Ellie that mission became compromised. He gave you a questioning look, not understanding why not “Joel, she´s a fourteen year old girl being handed form person to person, besides, if she truly can help end this as she says, I´m not sure I trust anyone else with her”

“She is still not our problem, we should be finding Tommy and then be done with it” he sounded almost angry, getting out a stressed whisper “A cure? Bullshit, she made that up just to stay alive a while longer” 

You looked at him disbelief “What is your problem?” you quickly looked to Ellie to see that she was still sleeping “Are you really so bitter that you´ve lost all hope and is gonna blame a little girl for your problems?”

Letting out a deep sigh and dragging his hand over his face, he got up from the floor across from you “I ain´t blaming her, I´m saying that I have more important things to do with my time than looking after a helpless brat!” the frustration was clear in his voice even if he tried to keep it down.

You got up as well, careful not to wake Ellie. You moved away from her, still keeping her in sight but enough distance to not wake her with your voices “Okey let me ask you this, if we don´t help her, who will?” he opened his mouth to answer but you stopped him “And don´t give me that ´not my problem´ crap”

He closed it again for a second, but opened it again “Three weeks” he stepped closer and lowered his voice “You really believe that she's been bitten for three fucking weeks? She´s a ticking bomb!” he wasn't wrong, no matter how long she had fought off the infection, you had no idea how long her body would be able to keep it up.

“Then lets get her to The Capitol building as fast as we can” you were sick of his arguing, turning around and starting the move back to Ellie.

“What then? For all we know Marlene could be dead and we´ll never get our payment” he reached out and caught your arm, forcing you to stay “I get that she's gotten your hopes up about a cure, but come on, you´re not that stupid”

You turned you head back to him “If you wanna be a bitter old man, then fine, be that, but leave me the fuck out of it!” now it was your turn to sound angry “And besides, I´m not leaving her out in this world all alone, would you ever have left Sarah?” the moment her name left you lips you wanted to take it back.

He yanked your arm which he still had a hold of “Watch it” his voice was dangerously low and his face dangerously close to yours “She´s off limits, got it?” it wasn't a question, more of a warning about a line he dared you to cross.

You stayed quiet for a moment, cursing yourself for bringing her up “Joel, I´m sorry, that wasn't fair, I didn´t...”

“Mean it? Yes you did” he let go of your arm “Get some rest, we move out in a few hours” and with that the conversation was over.

You didn't get any rest, but twisted and turned instead. As soon as you all were packed up again, you headed out. Ellie must have noticed something was off, after a few attempts to lighten the mood she kept quiet. 

You made a quick stop, searching one of the old buildings for supplies “Listen, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have brought her up” you watched how Joel searched through a cabinet.

“Where´s Ellie?” he didn´t turn around, but kept looking through the drawers.

“She´s in the other room” you moved closer “Joel could you just please look at me?” reaching out you put your hand on his shoulder. He stood up straight, looking you in the eyes.

Without saying anything you hugged him, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing gently. At first he didn´t move, but then you felt him return it, slowly “I know you´re sorry, I just...” he paused, thinking of his next words “I just haven´t heard someone say her name in awhile”

You drew away enough to look at him “I know” you didn´t know what else to say, letting you gaze study his face. The memory from the night before, of his face being this close to yours fluttered in your mind. Without thinking you reached out and let your lips meet his, it was fast and thoughtless.

You made yourself ready to apologize, drawing away from him, but he stopped you with a hand on your waist. He drew you in, deepening the kiss you had started “Don’t you dare apologize” he breathed out.

Before you could respond, Ellie stepped in to the room “I knew it! I knew something was going on with you two!” she looked at you proudly as you drew away from Joel, then she gave you a suspicious look “Wait did the two of you… EW I knew I heard voices last night, gross!” She spited out making a disgusted face.

“Okey kid, that´s enough” Joel shook his head and gave her a tired look, but you could see the twitch at the corner of his mouth “Let´s get a move on, we ain´t got all day”

“I can’t believe it” she stated and turned around, exiting the room again “I was in the same room, yuck” you heard her mumble to herself.

You looked at each other, laughing quietly to yourself. Nothing more had to be said, at least she hadn’t heard your argument and that was the important part. That, and what had just happened between you, if you we’re going on this suicide mission you would at least do it together.

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Thank you for reading <33 I’m gonna go and cry in a corner about Joel now

[sinpathyforthedevilish]

Bonito mio ll Javier Peña

Words: 610

Pairing: Javier Peña x OFC Jazmín

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: mentions of sexual content

A/N: I wrote this story about Javier Peña and an original female character, I want to keep exploring Javi's world in a more soft, gentle and tender way. Enjoy!

Summary: Jazmín and Javier Peña are lovers during the night, but what happens when Jazmin wants more than what they have?

Javier Peña never stayed in her house for the night. He would usually just come for some hours, in order to feel something after a day of following narcos and criminals. He always needed some relief, maybe a quick fuck or some physical contact of any way. she was that woman for him and he was in debt with her. Sometimes after he knocked on her door, he wouldn't even her hello, just heading towards her and crushing his lips against hers, making her his distraction and his revival at the same time.

This time was different though. They just made love, tangled in her sheets, exhausted and sweaty from their intense session. He was laying face down the mattress, his arms spread across the bed like a starfish and his breathing deeply inhaling and exhaling.

He was knocked out.

Whenever they both came, he cuddled her for a couple of minutes and then he would smoke a cigar, putting on his clothes and kissing her on the forehead, thanking her for their wonderful time and heading back to the door.

But this time he was sleeping so angelic and peaceful that she didn't want to wake him up, she wanted to keep him for herself instead. Outside the danger of the streets, the violence and the stress of his job.

So she did something she had never done before.

She went to the kitchen, dressed with his shirt only and her underwear, and prepared him a cup of tea.  When she came back to the room, she stood there, staring at him.

She noticed how young he looked as he slept. His golden skin was shining across the light like honey or the sun, his facial features were glowing, the thin beard, that moustache she loved to trace with her fingers, his curved nose that she loved to kiss and adore, his neck... so bitable, lickable, delectable...  and his lips... the most perfect lips she ever felt.

He was the most the beautiful man she met. she had. she loved.

Slowly and gently, she sat next to him. Tucking a lock out his forehead, she couldn't help herself but caress his puffed cheeks, as she felt his heavy breathing against her wrist.

Before she could pull away, she felt sleepy fingers grabbing here wrist.

"What are you doing there?" he asked with a husky voice.

"Made you tea, do you want  some?" she asked softly.

He just shook his head on the pillow.

She murmured a small 'okay', taking the cup and getting up the bed-

"Jazmín," he called you.

"Yes?"

"¿Por que estás haciendo esto?"

"Estabas durmiendo tan profundamente que solamente queria-"

"No, ¿por que dejaste que me quede?"

Porque te amo. Te amo tanto que quiero que seas solo mio. De nadie más. Porque quiero ser la única que llames mi amor, mi cielo, hermosa, cariño. Y quiero que vos seas el único que yo llame bonito, lindo, amor mio, mi amor. Porque quiero despertarme a tu lado cada dia, y no solamente por un par de horas. Porque quiero despertarme con tus besos, o yo despertarte con mis besos. Porque no quiero que te vayas. Quiero que te quedes conmigo. siempre.*

"Because you literally fainted Javi, I am not going to be rude and kick you out of my house. You need to rest, please."

"But, tomorrow-"

she didn't let him finish, giving him a sweet peck on his lips and stroking his cheek.

"Sleep Javi, please."

He smiled shyly, kissing the palm of her hand and closing his eyes again.

Perhaps tomorrow, she would tell him why she really wanted him to stay.

.

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*English translation:

"Why are you doing this?"

"You were sleeping so profundly that I just wanted-"

"No, why did you let me stay?"

Because I love you. I love you so much that I want you to be only mine. No one else. Because I want to be the only one you call my love, sweetheart, beautiful, darling. And I want you to be the one that I call beautiful, honey , my love, my darling. Because I want to wake up next to you every day, and not just for a couple of hours. Because I want to wake up with your kisses, or me waking you up with my kisses. Because I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay with me. Always.

[towriteloveontheirarms]

Hi would u write a Xavier one shot were he takes notes for reader because she falls asleep in botany and he wakes her up after class and offers to help her study the lesson in the library so she doesn’t miss out 

Thank you so much for the request anon. <3 This was so fun to write I hope you like it.

Sweet dreams

pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

synopsis: You fall asleep in class, but Xavier makes sure that you don´t miss anything.

warnings: fluff, innuendo

word count: 0.6k

The second you sat down in the green house that afternoon, you had known that you most likely wouldn´t be able to pay much attention. Morning classes had stretched out like nothing ever before. And after spending all night awake in an attempt to catch up on studying for the exams to come. A futile attempt as it turned out and a major set back for the day, but you refused to stay in your room and catch up on the sleep all together as well. So, you dragged yourself through the day until the inevitable happened. Ms Thornhill had just started the botany lecture when your eyes grew heavy. Falling close multiple times.

“You can rest if you want. I´ll take notes for you.” Xavier whispered into your ear from right beside you.

The soothing circles his hand rubbed into your back made sleep seem like such a good idea. So, the next time your eyes close, your head sinks to the table. Cushioned by one of your arms and you give in to sleeps grasp on you. When you get shaken awake you don´t know how long it has been.

“Hey, it´s time to go.” Xaviers soft voice rings through to you.

Sitting up and rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you notice that the classroom is entirely empty. Save for the two of you.

“What about Ms Thornhill?” You ask in a raspy voice. Clearing your throat of the remaining drowsiness.

“It´s alright. I talked to her.” He reassures you. “Come on now. Let´s get out of here.”

You pack your back as quickly as possible and follow Xavier. Taking his hand into yours you lean on him as the two of you grab some snacks and then settle down in a quiet corner of the library.

Once there, he explains his notes to you, though it is hard to follow along. With your chin perched on your hand you listen to his voice, not really processing the words that come out of his lips.

“Anyone home?” You get ripped from your daydreams by a hand waving in front of your face.

“Huh? Yeah, sorry.” You blink away the remnants of your daydream.

“What´s got you so distracted?” Xavier gives you a half smile.

“Nothing... Have I ever told you that you have a really nice voice?” You reply with a smile of your own.

“Do I now?” He teases, earning an affirmative hum from you.

“Yes, you do.” You chuckle and lean over to peck his lips.

“You know, when you act like that I get in the mood for something that requires a lot less talking…” He murmurs only to be interrupted by a drawn out yawn falling from your mouth.

“On second thought… Maybe we should get you to bed. Let you catch up on that sleep you missed out last night. It´s late already anyway.”

“Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.” You stretch your arms over your head, letting another yawn escape.

Together you walk all the way up to your room. “I´d ask if you´d stay, but my roomie… you know?”

“I know. I know. It´s alright.” He hands you the notes he had taken for you. “You just make sure to get a good night´s rest before you look through those.”

“I will.” You nod.

“Good. Now, sweet dreams.” He kisses your cheek and turns to leave.

You watch him until he rounds the corner of the hallway and then get inside your room. You are barely able to put down your stuff and  lie down. Sleep overtaking you once more the second your head hits the pillow.

[maggyme13]

Protected by a Killer

Maya fled with her little brother only to run into a secret meeting of some Bikers. Not wanting to kill her so she does not talk to the cops, they take her with them. This is what happens when it is decided she would be mated to one of the Bikers.

Warning: Angst, mentions of Abuse and description of the results, smut, ABO dynamics

Wordcount : Around 10.5K

Masterlist

Her little brother was whimpering in her arms, it had been days since they last ate something other than stale chips and a candy bar. “Shhhh Sammy, it´s alright. I will find something to eat for us.”, she mumbled rocking the small three-year-old in her arms while walking through the bushes alongside the highway.

Two weeks ago they had to flee their (childhood) home when their Betafather, not able to pay off his drug debt- was beaten to death by the Leader of the local drug gang. And she knew without their useless father, the very small protection his existence had given, was gone. And with her being an unmated Omega the best outcome would have been a quick death. With only a bag packed with the essentials, she had prepared in case she had to flee, and her sleeping brother in her arms she had run through the shadows of the empty streets.

It was already becoming dark again and she was trying to find a safe place for them to sleep at but had not yet been able to do so. “Shhhh Sammy, everything will be alright. I promise.” “Hunger.”, he whined again. “I know. I will find us something.”

Another hour of walking later, the young woman sat down to rest in a small slightly hidden rest stop along the highway in a small shadowed area. Sammy had already fallen asleep a while ago.

“I guess I will rest for a while as well.”, she mumbled to herself, “Just for a minute.”

It wasn´t just a minute she had fallen asleep. It was more like an hour or more, cause when she opened her eyes again, everything around her was dark. Dark and cold. But it was not the cold, nor her little brother that had woken her up, it was a deep rumble, like the rumble of an angry Alpha that was becoming louder and louder. A bike, no two or more, was closing in. And she had neither a real place to hide nor the time to get far enough away. The Headlights had already appeared in the distance.

Embracing the little boy even closer to her body she managed to jump behind a slightly broader tree just when the lights turned into the resting area and she was sure whoever it was must have seen her hide.

The deep rumble shut off and was replaced by the voices of three men.

“When will the others be here?” “Any moment know. Check the parameter.” “You guys saw that strange shadow as well, right? You think that was a trap?” “Not a shadow.”, a deep and raspy voice stated from right above the hiding Omega, “An Omega. Get up.” Trembling with fear, she clutched her little brother and did as she was told. Deliberately avoiding eye contact.

It had only taken one sniff of air for her to realize that all of them were Alpha. There was no way she would be able to get away from them.

“What are we going to do with her?”, the first one who had spoken piped up, “She knows we were here after all. She could identify us just using that little nose of hers.”

“Have to make sure she doesn´t do something stupid.”, the one who found her stated.

“Damn Hap, you want to get rid of her?”

“That´s dark even for you. You going to kill the Pup too?”

“Yeah, we can have her work at the Clubhouse. Ma will have our head if she ever finds out we hurt an Omega with Pup.”

“Never said Kill.”, his voice seemed to have become even deeper.

“I´ll call the Prospect to get the Van here. We decide later what to do with her. For now, Hap, Put her back where you found them and stand next to them to make sure they don´t get us in trouble. Cover her eyes and ears with some cloth or something.”

And that´s how she found herself hiding in the same spot, praying her brother was too exhausted to wake up and make a fuss. Luckily he didn´t and so the young girl found herself, still clutching her brother, in the back of a black van.

“I am sorry Sammy. I promise I protect you.”, she whispered into his hair.

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That was how she had gotten to be with the local Sons of Anarchy chapter. For a week now the woman and little boy had not been allowed to leave the room they had been put in upon arrival that night. Three times a day the Beta called Prospect who would bring food, see if they were still alive and if they needed anything. Every time he entered she would grab her little brother and stand behind the bed. Not that it would protect them much when he decided he should attack them. But every single thing between the strangers and them helped her feel safer. She could only imagine how vile the room must smell with how scared the both of them were.

Why they were kept in that room? Apparently, the men who had found them had to discuss their future with the rest of the pack, and those were currently out on a ride. At least they were until an hour ago, that´s when the sound of a roaring engine reached her ears even that deep within the building.

Their fate was being discussed that very second. She was sure of it. So when the Prospect came and told them to get up and follow him to the Van, the Omega believed that, in the end, the bikers had decided to either kill or sell them. With the latter being the more lucrative option.

The drive did not take long, barely five minutes, but to them, it felt like an eternity before the Prospect stopped the car and told them to get out and into the house they had parked in front.

It was sparsely furnished, only the bare minimum, and clean- sterile even. With a scared Sammy in her arms, she stood there, not able and daring to move. Who knew who this house belonged to and how they would react to her walking somewhere not allowed to?

“Shhh, Sammy. Everything will be alright. I protect you, I promise!”, she hummed. The two siblings stood like this for over an hour, it had already gotten dark, when the light of a headlight illuminated the dark room, only to be accompanied by the rumble of a bike. So whoever owned the house was a biker. Her fear rose anew and a small whimper left her throat when the door was unlocked. She whimpered again when a deep and angry growl sounded, the man was an Alpha and she had managed to anger him the second he came home. Out of instinct and fear, she tried to appease him, lowering her head even more in submission and allowing a small whine to leave her throat.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”, he growled and she realized it was the Alpha who had found them, Happy. Though at that moment he did not sound happy at all.

“Sorry. Th-the prospect told me to get us in-inside.”, she whispered, not daring to move at all.

“Rmmph.”, he rumbled, closing the door, “Room on the left up the stairs. Put the Pup in the bed there.” Taking a deep breath willing her muscles to move, she did as the Alpha had ordered and laid her brother in the bed kissing him goodbye before returning downstairs to await more orders from the Alpha. “Upstairs, Room at the end of the Hallway. Take a shower and wait there.”, he instructed and she returned to the first floor to do as she was told. Fearing his reaction should she take too long, the Omega had scrubbed her skin and washed her hair within a few minutes using one of the Alpha´s shampoos and towel. With the towel wrapped around her shaking form, she stood in front of the large bed waiting for the Alpha to come and fuck her. Cause what else would an Alpha want from her? Alphas fuck Omegas. And Omegas give them Pups. Would he be brutal or gentle? Would he allow her pleasure as well, or be selfish and only care that he had his fun? Would he let out his anger on her, like her father did, or would he ignore her unless he fucked her? Her mind was spinning so fast, that she did not notice the Alpha enter the room until she felt his fingers brush over the back of her shoulder. “Turn around.” She did, not brave enough to look up and let the towel drop to the floor. Hearing him take a deep breath through his nose she did not expect him to say what he did next: His hand closed around her throat (not strong enough to strangle her, but enough to keep her in place). “What the fuck.”, he rumbled, almost growled into her hair, “I´ll let go now. From now on you will do what I say, when I say it.” “Yes, Sir,” “Good. Get on the bed and sit.”,- she did- “Now get dressed in this.”, he said, just when some fabric hit her in the head. It was a shirt and a pair of boxers. This made her stare in confusion: didn´t he want to fuck her? Or did he want to undress her himself? Regardless she did what he had told and soon she was engulfed by his scent. It was warm, with a hint of iron and leather. “I- I am dressed.”, she mumbled, playing with the hem of the shirt, her legs curled beneath her. “I see.”, he states, pushing her back until she is lying down and he hovered over her. His face above hers. “I will say this only once. You are mine now. You will sleep in my bed every night and take care of the house and cook. I don´t like a mess. You will do as I say when I say and don´t argue. You or the pup need something, you tell me. You will keep your mouth shut about anything that happened the last week, or I will have to kill you and the Pup. So be a smart little Omega and behave as you are supposed to. Questions?”, he growled, his eyes fire and voice low. “W-won´t you fuck me?”, she whispered, tears of fear already starting to gather in her eyes. “Do you want me to?” “O-omegas are only g-good for a fuck. If an Alpha wants them they-.”, she whispered, avoiding his eyes. It´s what she was always told since her mother had died, and she was aware that there was no chance she could defend herself either way, “can do what they want.” “I don´t do rape.”, he rumbled, “Any more questions? No? Then sleep.” “Wh-whendo I have to serve breakfast, a-and what do you w-want.”, she breathed a few seconds later, he was still hoovering above her. “7. Do whatever is in the fridge. Now sleep.”, he ordered before going into the bath himself leaving her alone. Scared about the way he might react if

she did not follow his orders, she settled at the very edge of the bed. To be as far away as possible from the strange Alpha, but also to not take up too much of his space and cause him to lose sleep. Her father, even though only Beta, became violent if tired, and so she did not want to find out how angry and tired Alpha could be. Trying to get comfortable, she froze and closed her eyes when she heard the shower turn off and the rustling of clothes. At least he would not be naked. For now.

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The whole night she did not sleep well, every single movement of the man stirred her awake, and when one of his arms snaked around her waist, sleeping at all was out of the picture for her. She was only able to calm down a bit when he removed his arm to shield his eyes from the first rays of sunshine.

Seeing that it was almost time to get up and start to prepare breakfast the Omega got out the bed without doing many disturbing movements and tiptoed out of the bedroom and down the hall to where her brother was still sleeping peacefully. Relieved that at least one of them had been able to rest, she made her way downstairs and into the kitchen. As silent as possible she opened each drawer and door to figure out where everything was. The fridge was last and not filled at all. Only a few eggs, milk, bacon, and some fruit could be found. Just enough to make enough pancakes and scrambled eggs to feed the three of them. As long as the Alpha would not eat more than her father had done, then she would have to eat less. There was no way she would allow her brother to go hungry. She never did.

Preheating the only two pans the Alpha owned on low heat, she mixed the dough before cutting some of the bacon into little peaces to add later. Her brother loved bacon pancakes and scrambled eggs, so she made them whenever possible. Breakfast was ready dot 7 am, with fresh coffee brewed and juice prepared. She had learned the hard way that food should always be ready at the right time, and sometimes five minutes early was too late.

“The pup?”, the Alpha asked from where he stood at the entrance to the kitchen.

“Still sleeping. Do you want me to wake him?”

“Let him sleep.”, he answered after a few seconds of consideration, he probably liked his mornings quiet.

“I. I made Pancakes, some with bacon, bacon, scrambled eggs, and coffee. I hope that was okay.”, she explained while motioning to the different kind of pancakes. She had added the last part cause she saw him frown.

“Didn´t know I had shit for that in the fridge.”, he shrugged but served himself some of everything, while she stood at the ready near the oven if he needed anything.

“Sit. Eat. Listen.”, he ordered when he realized she was not joining him on her own, “Today we will go out and buy you and the pup some clothes and other shit you need. Make a grocery list for the week. No fancy shit. I ain´t paying for some fancy avocado toast or other shit you Omegas eat like that. How old is the Pup?-”

“Three-”

“Name?”

“Sam. But I call him Sammy.”

“How old are you?”

“24”

“Name?”

“Maya- Smith.”

“Later today you will sign paperwork stating we are Mated. Your new Name is Lowman. Anyone ask how we met: I helped ya having a flat tire somewhere on the highway. My brothers know the truth, but you will not, under no circumstances stray from that story. If you have to add to it: you better remember what you said and tell me.”

“Yes, Alpha. W-what about Sammy?”

“The paperwork contains an adoption paper. He got any health issues?”

“No. I do neither.”

“Next heat?”

“Around two months, maybe three. It was never regular. May, may I ask when your rut might be?”

“I told you I don´t do rape.”, he growled. Good, now she made him angry.

“I know. But wouldn´t it raise questions if I am not with you during that time? O-or you during my heat?”

“I´ll think about that.”, he huffed, “Get the pup ready. We are leaving in two hours. The backpack you had with you is next to the stairs. Clothes are clean. I´ll be in the Garage.”, with these words he stood and left the house.

Two hours later Maya and Sam were ready to leave, her having explained to him that from then on she would be his mother. He was a smart boy and understood that it was saver that way. “Do I have to say Daddy to him?”, was his only question.

“We have to ask him.”, she had answered, “Did you like your Pancakes?”

“Yes, they were the best!”,he had laughed and then everything was just like any other day.

The Prospect was the one who drove the two siblings, soon mother and son to the Walmart in the near by city, with the Alpha following on his bike; accompanied by the dark haired one that had been at the rest-stop as well.

“Are we getting new clothes?”, he had awed the second his eyes fell onto the rows and rows of children´s-clothing.

“Get everything you need and put them there. I´ll decide then if it gets bought.”, Happy told her, “We won´t be doing this againanytime soon. Prospect will get the groceries.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

Being used to buy cheap but at the same time quality clothing at Walmart, the young Omega had gathered everything she needed, not even daring to look at anything fancier looking. Within fifteen minutes. It was the same things she always bought. Then it was time to find things for Sammy. That took a bit longer, he was still growing, so she needed to find clothes that fit now, but also in a few months and would survive until then. In the end it took them an hour to find everything for him. “Ma- need to pee.”, the little boy exclaimed and to her surprise the other Alpha answered.

“I can go with you. Let your Ma get the rest of the things in the meantime.”

“Okay.”, Sammy shrugged after looking at his sister for approval and accepting the mans hand.

“Ya sure that´s everything you need? No fancy dresses or useless handbags?”, her Alpha wondered, he had looked through the pile of clothes while she had gathered them.

“I-I never had a use for them.”, she whispered, almost ashamed.

“Find something fancy for party and club dinners.”, the man ordered, “Don´t make it too revealing.”

“Yes, Alpha. I will need to try them on though.”, she whispered not sure what to look for. Maya had never owned something fancy.

If he noticed her inundation, or wanted to make sure she would wear something he seemed appropriate she was not sure, but he went and handed her four different dresses to try. They all were dark in color, covered her shoulders and ended shortly above her knees.

With only two of them fitting the decision wasn´t hard and they were added to the pile to buy. “Ma!”, Sammy squealed upon his return and slammed into her legs, “I am back.”

“We good to go?”, the other Alpha asked and Happy affirmed.

“Yeah, we good to go Tig. Where´s the Prospect?”

“F- fridge if I know.”, Tig shrugged, keeping himself from cursing in front of the little boy, earning himself a quick, barely noticeable smile from the Omega,“But I guess either with the booze or lost cause he doesn´t know what chicks like. Don´t we have to get like hygienic products? And deodorant and shit?”

“Go find the idiot. I´ll get the rest.”, Happy growled at the other man who laughed before disappearing into the crowd.

Another hour later they had finally managed to find the prospect, who indeed had gotten lost on the search for them and was only found cause of a not so nice announcement by Tig over the store wide intercom.

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It was early in the afternoon when they pulled back into the driveway of the Alpha´s house. Sammy had gotten hungry a while ago, but both siblings knew better to voice any inconveniences in public, or even at all.

“Get inside and the clothes in the washer.”, the Alpha ordered.

“Would you like me to prepare something to eat?”, she asked him in hopes that he would say yes. It took a second, but Maya noticed his eyes flicker to Sammy, who was clutching his sisters side, and something like realization crossed his face.

“Those two can eat at the clubhouse.”, he nodded, jerking his head at his brothers and grabbed the bags filled with groceries.

“Come on Sammy. You can help me if you want.”, she whispered into her brothers hair who simply hummed, “Are you alright with rice, vegetables, and minced meat?”

“Whatever.”

It only took the Omega around 10 minutes to have everything prepared that the only thing left to do was to stir-fry everything once the rice was cooked twenty minutes later. All the while Sammy was sitting on the couch pretending to watch the birds in the front garden. In the meantime she started to put away the purchases and started the first round of laundry where she was intercepted by the Alpha.

“I told you to letme knowif you need anything.”, he growled into Mayas ear; he had caged her in between his arms, chest, and washing-machine, “Any good reason why you did not tell me the Pup needed something to eat?”

“You did not seem like you wanted to stay out any longer. I apologize, I did not want you to look bad.”, she whispered submissively, fear of the pain she believed would come bubbling in her chest.

“You are mine. I don´t starve what is mine. One of you is hungry, you fucking eat. If there is nothing to eat you fucking tell me.”

“I- I am sorry.”, Maya hick-upped, “I won´t do it again. Please.”

“Good. Lowen will be here soon. Get the food ready.”

“A-alpha. Sammy – do you want him to call you father or Dad?”

“I don´t fucking care.” “Y-yes Alpha.” The three ate in silence, nothing unusual for the siblings. Only thing interrupting the silence where the frequent becoming hidden yawns of the small boy. “Tired?”, Happy hummed after the third and the boy sat up straight at once. “No...Sir.”, he reverently shook his head no. Eyes wide with caution, “I promise.”, he added when he saw the Alpha´s eyes get a look of disbelieve. Happy wanted

to say something else, when there was a knock on the door and a Beta with long blond hair and wearing a business suit entered. “I am sorry. Did I interrupt?”, she smiled. “No. The Paperwork?”, the Alpha denied “Of course. I need three signatures from both you and...”, she motioned at Maya with a sincere apologetic smile, “Here. Here. And Here. It's the usual bureaucratic stuff with the adoption paperwork for the pup included. As soon as both of you sign it's all official and you will be husband and wife- Congratulations. I suggest you add the Marks as soon as possible to not cause rumors. It is not a legal requirement anymore for a few years now, but better safe than sorry, right? Oh, and Gemma told me to let you know you have tomorrow off and to bring the two of them with you the day after. Well then, have a wonderful wedding day.” Just like that Maya was married to an Alpha she had only met a week prior, one who was a member of a criminal organization after that. She felt like her whole life was over with the only positive thing that her brother-now son- was with her and she could try and keep him safe.

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Maya put Sam to sleep at 8pm, like every evening, he was a goner the second his head hit the pillow.

“He already sleeping?”, he asked when his new wife had returned just when he had taken a seat on the couch watching TV.

“Yes, Alpha. It were a few exhausting and exiting days for the two of us.”, Maya answered. She had stopped at the border between kitchen and living room waiting for orders. Their father always demanded to be served snacks and drinks when he was sitting like that. Her head cast down in an effort to hide her own growing exhaustion. Maya must have dozen off for a seconds, cause the next thing she knew was the Alpha standing in front of her. Out of instinct and muscle memory, her head curled between her shoulders and her arms formed a protective shield around her midsection.

“The fuck?!”, Happy growled, not liking the reaction at all. His anger burning in her nose and a whimper of appeasement left her throat.

“I ain´t a wife beater either. You going to tell me what the fuck is going on?”

“I am sorry, H-Happy. It- it´s just w- we are u-used to being p-punished.”

“Who?”, he growled, his anger had just become hotter.

“O-our father. He w-was a Beta, a-and only family.”

“Was?”

“S-some Alpha- a Drug dealer- beat him to death when he-he couldn´t pay his dept. I t-took Sammy and fled.”

“…”

“I- I am sorry. No one e-ever asked, a-and I was afraid of what will happen to us.”, she whimpered. Her fear growing by the second. What would happen know that the truth was out and getting rid of them for good would have been the easier and cheaper option.

“You telling me that boy is your brother? Why the fuck he calling you Ma?”

“Ma is short for Maya. Our mother died a few weeks after he was born. I raised him. For all its worth I am his mother.”, her voice had turned into a whisper, “Will you get rid of us now that you know no one will be looking for us?”

“Have you been to the hospital with your injuries? Are they on file somewhere?”

“Only once. He broke my rips and I started coughing up blood when Sammy was a few months old. They believed himthat I fell down the stairs after my heat out of exhaustion. After that I wasn´t allowed to go so he would not have to answer more questions.”

“He left marks.”, it was more a statement than a question.

“Yes. Only on me. I protected- protect- Sammy as good as I can.”

“Where?”

“Back and thighs.” The towel she had pulled around her body the evening prior had just been high enough to cover them.

“I want to see them.”, he rumbled but Maya shook her head no.

Once he sees her back, he would definitely want to get rid of her.

“You can show me here, or in the bedroom. Your choice.”

Her head hung low and with uncertainty what he would do to her when he saw them Maya left for the stairs. If she had to undress she would not do so in the middle of a room where anyone could see her if they barged through the front door. And one thing she had learned the last week: the bikers did not care too much about privacy.

Happy shadowed every step of hers, walking behind her close enough to for her too feel his heat. Like he was afraid she would take off running when he stood just a centimeter further away.

With heavy hands and thumping heart the smaller Omega opened the door to his bedroom and stopped in front of the bed, her back turned towards the door she heard getting locked.

“Need help?”

With one deep breath she started to undress until she was only in her panties. Silent tears ran down her face; she hiccuped when his hands move alongside every single one of her scars, starting with those just beneath her shoulder blades and ending with those on her lower back.

“I will cover them up. You won´t have to see them.”, she whispered when she heard his angry rumble.

Instead of an answer he let the palm of his right hand move over her ass and between her legs with the other following suit. Lightly he pushed her legs apart to get a better look at the scars. They were positioned in a way that only someone she presented before could see them. Or if they knelt behind her and got between her legs.

“I won´t be able to hide those. Sorry.”, Maya whispered.

His scent of anger burned more with every passing second, but it was not directed at her like she believed. It was solely directed towards the coward Beta that had let his minority complex out on a defenseless Omega. He was aware that Omegas weren´t weak, he met a few that could scare the even the strongest Alpha, hell the former Matriarch of the Charter was one of them, but they all were born with the instinct to nourish and care for the people they hold dear. He wasn´t a saint, far from it actually, but even he would not lay a hand on an Omega unless to defend himself. And even then he would try and do so without causing harm. Those scars he saw and felt were the result of deep cuts or whips slashes, with some still pink and barely healed.

“Did he do more to you?”, Happy pressed out through locked jaws.

“Apart from those scars he only threatened to sell me to the next best Alpha to fuck out his rut… He never did though.”

A weight lifted of his chest, at least his Omega had not been forcedand he would be the one to fuck her for the first time. If she ever stopped being scared of him that is. At least now he understood her and the Pups actions more. He would have to treat carefully around them for the time being. It had been his suggestion after all to take them under his wing. His mother was getting worse and always wanted him to find a Mate and get a pup. And what Alpha wouldn´t like an Omega at home?

“A-Alpha? Happy?”, he heard her whisper. How long had he been drifting off like he had? It did not matter at that moment. What mattered was to make sure the Omega realized his anger was not directed at her and that he would not get rid of her over some scars.

“Lay on your stomach on the bed.”, he breathed while letting his hands move her shivering skin. Once he was done with showing her she was safe he would make sure she was warm.

Maya had done what the Alpha had ordered her to do, her mind racing with the what ifs. Would he fuck her now before killing her? Would he add his marks now too as a punishment for not telling him the whole truth? Would he add the Mating mark? Horrendous scenes swirled in her mind but none showed what he was about to do to her. Her breathing stopped at the sound of his clothes falling to the ground and her heart joined her lungs when the bed on either side of her hips dipped beneath his weight.

A strong and dangerous Alpha was straddling her, and there was nothing she could do; he was in full control in this position and she was far too weak if it were any other position. Every single muscle in her body constricted in fright or instinct, she could not tell, when the Alpha finally made contact with her skin. But the contact was not cold, nor sharp or painful like she anticipated, but warm and soft. His breath against her skin send goosebumps down her spine and it took a moment or two for the young woman to realize that he was kissing every single scar on her back; slowly making his way down while his hands followed along her sides. Both grounding and elevating her at the same time. “I will not fuck you tonight.”, he growled and she shortly wondered why he said it the way he did, only realizing her body had moved to present before him on its own when his hands guided her hips back onto the bed. Saying there was not a slight pain of rejection deep within her heart would be a lie, but the feeling of relieve was drowning it out. “I am sorry Alpha, I did not-”, she hurried to apologized fearing she had miffed him with her actions. “I want to.”, he cut her off, “To hear you moan my name when I make you come on my dick. Make you wither in pleasure beneath me, begging me to make you come over and over again until I finally knot you. But I won´t do that as long as you still cover from me when I am close. What I will do is to mark you as mine, so anyone knows you are off limits and under my protection. You can chose: I can do it right now without any distraction and be it over with, or I can make you come on my fingers and then mark you while you are on your high. What ever you prefer Maya.” “C-can you-” “-yes?” “Do it like a mixture of them. D-distract me but not force me to come and do it?” “And how would I do that?”, he hummed. “I- I liked how your hands felt a-and your kisses.”, she blushed with a small voice, she did not want to come off as bossy. “Did you Omega? I am honest: I never was one to do soft shit like that. But I will try.” As soon as those words left his lips his hands began playing with her sides, back, and backside

while his mouth trailed kisses along her shoulder-blades and neck soon making her let out small whimpers and sit up. Now pressed against his chest, more or less sitting on his thighs, his hands had not other chance than finding their way to her breasts. Cupping them, playing with them at the same time until one of them snailed its way down her stomach and towards the junction of her legs. “No.”, she whined her muscles clenching in an effort to move further back and away from the hand. But there was nowhere to go, she was already sitting on the Alpha, his chest pressed into her back, his one arm securing her across her chest, his mouth kissing the right side of her neck where his Mating mark would be soon. “Don´t.”, he growled, the vibrations transferring from his body into her very depths and she immediately stilled. “Good Omega.”, he praised continuing what he was doing before. His lips soon joint by his teeth gently nibbling at the skin of her neck sending small sparks through her veins. She was still pressed against his chest by the arm around hers, but also by the one that had wandered and stopped to play with her thighs. Happy never moved it closer to her pussy than three fingers width, it still made her start losing her mind and her instinct screamed at her to beg him to make her come but she did not. Maya wouldn´t have the time to do so anymore cause just when those screams echoed in her mind they were silenced by the sharp pain in her neck that was quickly drowned out by kisses all around. She had just been claimed by an Alpha. “Mine.”, he growled slowly allowing the grips he had on her to soften and lay down alongside her, his hands starting to move up and down her upper body in an effort to keep distracting her from the pain he had just caused. “Rest now.”, he rumbled. “May I get dressed?”, she shivered, “Please.” “Go ahead.”, Happy kissed against her neck but got up and walked around the bed. “Alpha?”, she gulped noticing the tent in his boxers, would he make her take care of it. He had promised he would not fuck her, but that did not mean she would not have to jerk him off or blow him. “Just need a shower.” , he hummed, “Sleep.” Indeed she fell asleep just a moment later. The day apparently more exhausting than she had first thought.

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The next morning she had awoken in pain. Her neck and throat were burning, with small tendrils even shooting up her jaw. The bite must have gotten infected overnight, or was it normal for it to feel like that after mating? Deciding it would be best to take a look at it and disinfect the wound, Maya crawled out of the calming warmth of the bed and snukinto the en-suit. The area around the bite indeed was reddened down to her collarbone and up to her jaw, she knew it had to be taken care of earlier than later or she could get a nasty infection. Grabbing a clean wash cloth, she let some warm water gather in the sink and carefully started to dab the wound in an attempt to soften the scrap so it could be removed painless and any puss or wound water drain. With the wet cloth pressed against her neck, she made her way down to the kitchen, believing she had seen some iodine there to use as disinfectant.

Indeed she found it in the fridge, together with a pack of bandages. With trained hands Maya had dressed her wound with no problem and then decided to start making breakfast even though it was still too early for it but at the same time it was already to late for her to go back to bed. Starting with cutting some fresh fruits for a salad, the Omega began working in the kitchen ever so often snacking on a piece of apple, peach, or strawberry. Her father had always been furious when she had bought fruits, saying it was a waste of his money – like buying and using drugs wasn´t- so it had become a luxury she and Sammy enjoyed in secret and only ever so often.

Humming softly to herself the Omega continued with the preparations for the day careful not to agonize her neck too much. The lawyer had said Happy had the day off and so she wondered how he wanted to spend it. Maya believed it was thought for them to bond as a new found family, but in the end it was the males decision what they were to do.

Unlike the day prior she had not made pancakes but toasted some waffles and crisped some biscuits to go with the cold cuts and different kinds of cheese they had bought. She had also put some tea on the list as well as hot chocolate for Sammy.

Maya had been in her own world, she did not notice Happy had joined her in the kitchen only when she turned around causing her to get startled and nearly drop what she was holding in her hands.

“Sorry.”, he hummed, his face turned into a frown when she winced because the sudden movement had antagonized the wound, “Let me see your neck.”

“It´s just a bit sore.”, she stated but still pelt of the bandage. It burned and stung at first but once the band-aids were off it subdued.

“I don´t like how it looks. I´ll call our doc to take a look at it.”, he stated already typing a number in his phone, “Morning Prez… Tara needs to take a look at the mark. I don´t like how it looks… We´ll be here. They will be here in an hour, go shower, and get dressed in something that makes it easy for her to treat your wound without showing off your back. I don´t need anyone putting their nose where it does not belong.”

“What do you want to do today, so I don´t need to change again later.”, she asked.

“I am sure they intent for me to fuck you all day.”, he chuckled, “ What were you doing at home when you had nothing to do?”

“Our father made sure there is always something to do for me, when I finished early with the tasks and he was out cold, I would take Sammy to a playground. Or when he was out out I let him watch some Cartoons on TV. Neither happened much.”

“Dress comfortable.”

“Yes, Happy.”

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“Did you even tried taking care of the bite? This is infected and needs antibiotic treatment for it to heal close to how it should.”, the Omega of the President admonished. Her tone making it obvious she wanted to be anywhere but there in that moment. She shared that sentiment with Maya, who became more and more anxious wit every passing second. Sammy was keeping himself busy in the garden under the watchful eyes of the two Alphas who stood in the doorway leading outside.

“I put some iodine on it after cleaning it this morning.”, she mumbled apologetic.

“Obviously. I was talking to your Alpha. He should have cleaned the wound after biting you, their saliva has disinfecting properties in combination with Omega blood, just like our has with theirs. All of them know how to take care of normal injuries with how often they get injured. They know how to disinfect wounds. Had he done it last night I would not have to be here. Do you have more injuries I should take a look at while I am here?”

“I did not fucking hurt her besides the bite!”, Happy growled obviously unhappy about what Tara had said just a moment earlier.

“I wasn´t asking you.”, she bit back, but apologized when her Alpha´s disapproving gaze settled on her.

“I am fine otherwise.”

“Good. I will leave you a prescription for some antibiotic and painkillers, clean the wound each day. If it does not get better within three days I have to take another look at it.”

“Understood, thank you for taking a look at it.”

The couple left just a short while later and the moment the door closed the little boy´s face fell and he came inside. Making the Alpha wonder what happened in the past for him to act that way.

“Did you have fun?”, Maya asked her brother with a smile, who shyly answered with a nod, “You can keep playing if you want.”

“No toys.”, he mumbled into her hair, careful so the Alpha would not hear.

“What he said?”, Happy asked curious only to regret it when the boy curled into his sisters side, “Sam, if something is wrong, I want you tell me.” He was not used to talk softly, so it came out rougher than he intended to and combined with the scarred mentality of the boy the latter shivered.

Oh, how badly did the Biker want to find the man´s body and kill him again? Over. And over. And over.

“Th- there are no toys.”, the little boy finally answered barely daring to glance in the same direction as the adult was.

“What kind of Toys?”

“B- Ball?”

“You want a ball?”

“Y-Yes please, M- Happy?”

“Anything else?… Are you sure?”, the Alpha added when the little boy vehemently shook his head no.

“Sammy, would you like another waffle and some chocolate milk? You did not eat much for breakfast.”

“Yes!”, he squealed jumping up and running towards his seat at the table.

“Wash your hands first!”, she laughed after him.

“Yes Ma!”

“Have you decided what you want to do, Alpha?”, she whispered as soon as the little boy was out of earshot.

“Making sure you smell like me tomorrow.”, he rumbled, “But first I got to make another call. Get the Pup settled in the living room with enough snacks for the day.”

“Yes, Happy. What would you like for me to prepare for Lunch or dinner?”

“Pizza would be best.”

“Fresh or frozen?”

“Don´t care.”

“I-i would like to make the dough from scratch then. I- its healthier for Sammy.” “Fine with me. Get going while I make the call.”, he shrugged before disappearing out on the porch already dialing. Fifteen minutes later the new family was launching on the couch watching cartoons, with Maya and Happy on the couch and Sam on a small nest made of pillows on the floor. A short while later he pulled her against his side and started playing with her hair. Where that actions came from he could not tell. Anyone who knew him would say it must have been instinct, in truth he wanted her to get used to his touches without scaring her. She had bad experiences with the touches of a man after all. Those experiences being

obvious whenever his fingers came too close to her neck or ass and her breathing hitched for a split second. It took nearly an hour for that instinct to deplete and he felt her relax under his attention. But all that was gone when the door leading to the garage slammed open, causing the pup to scramble beneath the table and immediately start shaking and shivering, while the Omega threw herself on top of him to shield him with her body. Happy had his gun drawn ready to shoot the intruder at the first opportunity but hid it again when he realized what idiot it was. “Sooooo, where do you want this shit going to?”,Traggercalled out, his back turned towards the living room. “The FUCK is your problem!?”, Happy growled, the fear of his Omega and adoptive Pup burning in his nose awakening a side of his that would kill a brother without regret. “Get your ass outside now.” “Jesus. Gemma told me to bring you this shit immediately. Did I interrupt some dick time or what have you all pissy.” “One more word like that and you´ll have the prospect driving you around for a while.” “Brother what the-”, the curly haired Alpha frowned only for realization enter his eyes, “- shit what that me? I am sorry brother, I did not mean to.” “Yeah, but you did. Now get your ass outside before I lose control and make sure we are left alone until tomorrow.” “I promise. Shit. Tell them I am sorry for me, alright?”, Tig hissed before leaving the house and driving off with the tow truck again. Now faced with the task of calming down not only an Omega but also a small child. And he had practical knowledge of neither. “Fuck you Tragger.”, he slightly hit the door-frame inside the garage before returning to the living room where Maya had already realized that they were not in danger. Sitting on the little nest her brother had previously occupied, she cradled him in her arms calming him down. She seemed shaken but otherwise alright, while her brother was whimpering and shivering. “I am sorry.”, she whispered, avoiding to look at the Alpha.

“Tragger is the only one who has to be. Will he be alright?” “Sooner or later. Sometimes he was alright after two hours, sometimes it took a whole day. Always depending on what our father did after coming back like that.” “Anything I can do?” “I don´t know. Can we keep the Cartoons running? Maybe it will help him relax or at least distract him.” The Alpha nodded, “Sure.” Nearly one hour later Sam had calmed down and he was back to enjoying the cartoons running on TV while snuggling into his sisters side, with the Alpha sitting on the couchlike a lion watching over its pride. “Ma, hungry.”, the young boy whispered after another while. “We have Snacks on the Table. Do you want some Apples, or cookies?”, she hummed glad that the boy was not traumatized, or at least not too much. “Cookies?”, he asked hopefully. “Maybe Happy can hand over the plate with them if you ask.” “H-Happy, c-can I have a cookie please?”, he mumbled, “A lot more shy than he was just a moment before. With cautious movements, the bald Alpha offered the small boy the plate in question and couldn´t suppress a small smile when the boy took it without hesitation and thanked him with a smile. “Are you okay with staying with him so I can go and prepare the pizza? I will just be in the kitchen.”, Maya whispered another hour later into her brothers ear. Sam looked from his sister to the Alpha (who acted like he did not spend attention to what was going on before him) and back before giving her a reassuring little nod in approval. “Happy, what toppings do you want on your pizza?” “Pepperoni, Paprika, and onions.” Forty minutes later the food was ready to serve and cooling on the counter enough to not burn her fingers while serving. With the scent of the hot goods in her nose, Maya was unable to smell the Alpha approaching until he was close enough for his body heat to register against her skin. “You want to set the table here or in the living room?”, he answered her with his deep voice vibrating in a way that made something tingle in her backbone. “We were never allowed to eat in the living room.”, she stated it was answer enough. “I don´t mind as long as it is not every time and everything stays clean.”, he nodded, “You need help carrying everything?” “No, it´s fine. I will get some drinks first and then bring the food.”, Maya stated unused to ´the male of the house´ to help. Her father would have given her new bruises for just considering thinking about asking him to lift a finger. “Get the food. I will bring the drinks when I am back from taking a piss. Juice okay for him?” “I - “, she wanted to tell him it really was okay for her to set everything but decided against it when she saw the pointed look in his eyes, “Yes, juice is fine.” “Sammy, go wash your hands so we can eat. Happy allowed to eat here but make sure you don´t do a mess.” “Yes Ma! “ “Thank you for today.”, Maya whispered once they lay in bed later that day, “We never had a day like that.”

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It had been nearly two months since Happy and Maya got married.

Two months later they got to know each other more and both Maya and Sam learned that Happy would not treat them like their father did.

He could get angry and aggressive. He was no saint after all, but not once did he do more than growl at the two of them and instead let his anger out on punching bags or sparing with one of the other Alphas or prospects. During that time Omega and Pup had gotten closer with the other Mates and Pups of the Pack and now felt more at ease within the halls. Enough so that Sammy would feel safe enough staying with the President and his family once Maya´s heat or Haps rutt would start.

And that would be any day now. Nerves strung more with every passing day. Maya could feel her anxiety rising. She never had anyone helping her during her heats, and now she was mated to an Alpha who had not yet touched her more than an embrace when they were alone or he needed others to know she was his.

Would he be careful? Would he be brutal? Or would he refuse to bed her and simply stay close and hand her a toy?

“What the fuck has you all nervous for days`”, Happy pulled her out of her thoughts.

“I- my heart will start any day now and I-”, she mumbled, “I always was alone.”

“Ya want me to stay away?”, he rumbled, his deep voice making it impossible for her to hear if he was angry with her or just interested in her answer.

“N-no. I just don´t know what to expect. You- we never… had sex. I never had sex and-”

“I won´t hurt you.”, he whispered, his embrace becoming stronger and lips finding the side of her neck.

“I know- still. I never really remember what happens throughout my heart. Only pain and that I am hungry and thirsty afterward. Father just locked me in my room and left me to fend for myself. I don´t know how I will act.”

“I told you I don´t do rape.”, he reminded her.

“I – I trust you. I would like you to help me… if you want.”

“Good. Fill the fridge with what you need for your heat today. Take the prospect with you to shop.”

“We already bought groceries for this week with the budget.”, she whispered having learned her Mate did not like spending money if it was not necessary.

“Go buy the things you need. Just don´t overdo it.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

“Good.”

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She had bought isotonic drinks as well as different kinds of snacks and food that can be eaten quickly and would still be nourishing, as well as some cooling packs, salve against soreness, and painkillers specially designed for Omegas post heat. Then there were chocolates and already prepared fruit bowls. Maya had also thought about getting a simple toy she had used during her past heats to help but in the end, decided against it in fear she would anger Happy. Accusing him he would not be Alpha enough to satisfy her. Back at her Alphas house, she got the bedroom ready. Stocked it with drinks and snacks, while also removing the covers from the bed (she would be far too hot to have use for that) and placing the softest towels Happy owned close to the bed so they could at least clean up a bit. Maya had just finished with everything when small stings in her lower abdomen announced the arrival of her heat. “T-M- Automotive, how can I help you?”, the oldest Omega of the pack answered the phone. “Gemma. Can you please ask Layla to come and get Sammy?” “Of Course Honey. Your heat started then? You want me to tell Happy to hurry up?” “No, the first twinks just started, but I would like to know Sammy is settled before Hap comes back...” “Oh of course. I will get her right away and come and fetch the little Angel. Were you able to get anything you need?” “Yes, thank you.” “No worries. See you in a bit.”, and with this, the former Matriarch ended the call and Maya told Sammy it was time to get his bag ready. Now alone with her nervous thoughts and nothing to do, Maya began worrying and fidgeting that something could or would go wrong. She did not know what that could be, but the fear of failing and angering the Alpha that had taken them under his wing and protection was always present. She had been able to survive an angry Beta for years but knew she could not last one night, nonetheless a whole heat, if it were an angry Alpha. And what would happen with her little brother then? “Maya,”, Happy announced his arrival, “last chance to tell me to fuck off and lock me out of this room. Decide quickly, you smell so fucking sweet and delicious now and it only getting worse for me to stay away.” “Please don´t, she nearly whined. “Don´t what?” “Don´t leave. Please-”, this time it was a whine fueled by her fear of being rejected. “You want me to stay and help you through your heat even when it means I have to fuck you.” “Yes,

please.” “Good. I would have hated not being able to fuck you while you smell this delicious Omega. You smell like you could start my rut early.” Panic started to arise again, Alphas in a rut were dangerous, often they lose control and their partners end up in Hospital or at least injured, and when Omega´s in heat get thrown in the mist there is no way to say how it will end. They either become feral in their need of breeding an Omega, or even the most caring and nurturing creature devoted to the well-being of the Omega they were mating. But before her thoughts could go out of hand a strong cramp hit and Maya was pulled back into the present. “Let me help you, Omega.”, Happy rumbled, one of his hands gently touching her jaw. “Please-”, she whispered again, those pleads being the last thing remembered from her heat. The next thing she knew was exhaustion lamed bones, heavy eyes, and dry throat. She was so exhausted that she could not feel anything but tiredness.

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It took her four days to be back to her former self after her heat, meaning she could walk normally again without her legs twitching or innards being sore, and both Maya and Sammy were back spending their time at the Clubhouse while Happy was working at the garage.

Croweaters continued glaring at her for stealing ´their´ Alpha but had stopped openly treating her with disdain after Happy nearly beat up a paying customer for glaring the wrong way at her. They had realized then that it was safer for them to not treat her wrong. They still would try and woo the Alpha but moved their main attention to other Members.

It was the week of Sammy´s fourth birthday, nearly five months after they had been given to Happy, and Maya and her brother were walking through Charming getting some food and preschool shopping for him when a hot shiver of dread rolled down her spine.

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Something was wrong, Happy could feel it in the pit of his stomach but could not pinpoint what it was.

“DAAAAA!”

Time around him froze when the scared and high-pitched voice of his adoptive pup cut through the air.

“What happened? Where is Maya?”, he rumbled, engulfing the shaking and sobbing pup in his arms. His Alpha is ready to rip out throats.

“She told me to run. Safe her please.”, the small pup sobbed, his small hands clutching the Alpha´s cut and shirt beneath with a strength no three-year-old shout possess.

“Safe her from who? Sammy, save her from who?”

“Father.”, the small boy whispered and Happy´s Alpha broke free and only the instinct to protect ´his´ pup kept him from tearing up the Town that very second.

“Brother?”, Tig asked carefully, and slightly scared of the Alpha, hoping to figure out what was going on without turning into collateral.

But instead of an answer, the unholy one lifted his pup into his arms and walked into the clubhouse adding to the all-around feeling of shit was about to hit the fan.

“You will stay here while I get Maya.”, he rumbled, sitting the small boy at the bar where Layla and Prospect were, “You hurt?”

“Ca-can Chips stay with me?”

“Sure thing. I still need a rematch in Uno.”, the Beta in question stepped in immediately. He might not know what exactly was going on, but hell would freeze over before he would deny a scared pup comfort if he was able to give it. Especially if it was his pack.

“We were at the park.”, Sammy whispered before finally releasing his Da.

“Hap?”

“Someone should have stayed dead. Gonna make sure he does. Have the Prospect prepare the warehouse.”

“Yall heard the man.”, the President called out.

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Every part of her body hurt and she knew there would be at least some cracked ribs, a concussion, and new scars. Her father, who she had presumed dead and who looked like he had been at least close to it in the last couple of months, had taken her to a run-down motel at the edge of Charming and started to take his anger out on her. Just the way he always had. At least she knew her brother would be safe with Happy, and maybe the others.

A small smile graced her busted and swollen lips, for the first time she had felt safe and protected and knew she could die happily knowing her brother would be taken care of.

“What do you smile like that you bloody useless Bitch?”, her Beta father growled once again kicking her in her side, “Should have sold your pussy before you became a biker whore. How many dicks can you take at once? Four, five? Answer me before I give you a reason to beg!”

“Happy will kill you.”, Maya spat then.

“You think that Bastard cares for you and your bastard of a brother? Ha! I bet he is already dick-deep in another pussy!”

“We are his, and he takes care of what is his. He doesn´t like when someone touches his things or breaks them.”

“At least you finally understood you are nothing but a thing.”, her father laughed, slapping her another time before leaving the room, not locking the door. He was surely thinking she was too weak to leave.

And she believed she was. Until she heard the rumble of motorcycles in the distance. Slowly, groaning, flinching, and cursing with every movement, Maya made her way down the flight of stairs and into the dark parking lot. Night had fallen in the meantime and rain started to fall drenching her down to her bones. More stumbling than anything else she tried to meet the bikers halfway in hopes it was indeed her ´pack´ making that noise.

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Any anger and other emotion was forgotten when he saw the broken form of his Mate walking towards them in the dark parking lot they had just entered. Her face was busted and would swell in the next hours or days he knew. Blood was staining her clothes and she held her sides indicating her rips and stomach had been hurt.

“Maya.”, he whispered, not wanting to accidentally scare her in her condition.

“Sammy?”

“At the Clubhouse with Chibs and a few others.”, he answered knowing that was the only information important to her at that moment.

“He walked away a few minutes ago. His car broke down when we arrived.”

“Get her back. We will collect the Dead man walking.”, someone he did not care to figure out at that moment patted him on the back. Not needing to be told twice, he shrugged off his sweater, dressed her in it, and guided her to the van Opie was driving, “I´ll be right behind you.”

“Thank you.”, she whispered

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Maya had no recollection of what happened after she left the room, but trusting Tara that was not unusual with a concussion like she had.

Sammy would not leave her side and neither did Happy once he had returned from ´talking´ to their father. She knew he was dead, even though Happy never had said anything, but she had been able to smell the fear and blood of her father on her Mate. “He won´t be bothering the two of you ever again.”, he said with a finality that made her heart swell with relief.

Finally, they were free. Finally, they were safe. Finally, they were loved.

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[h0neybunns]

Sleep/cuddle headcanons headcanons

Ft.,illumi,Hisoka,Gon,Chrollo,Killua

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Illumi

•I headcanon illumi liking his peace and quiet so getting him to agree with your idea of cuddling is pretty hard but let’s say he did agree.

•Cuddles with illumi are kinda weird ngl he’s a back sleeper and doesn’t move a muscle

•You can barely hear him breathe because it’s so quiet

•he’s a morning person he wakes up at like 4 in the morning even if he has nothing to do that day

•he expects you to wake up when he wakes up. If you said something like “5 more minutes” he would pull the covers off of you and force you up.

•I don’t rlly know what he would wear to sleep.

•can go to bed at 3:45 and wake up at 4 like he got a full night‘s rest

•Veryyy cold

Hisoka

•sleeps naked 100%

•moves a lot in his sleep and has a iron hold on you

•he doesn’t snore loudly it’s more like soft snores here and there

•I don’t really headcanons him as a morning person, he's probably the one saying “5 more minutes” that then turns into a whole hour.

•If you try to get up after he says five minutes he will not let you up.

•side sleeper or big spoon

Gon

•Snores so loud

•cannot say in one position for the life of him one minute he’s all over you then the next he’s about to fall off the bed.

•can be a morning person but at the same time sleeps in A LOT

•has 50 alarms set and somehow doesn’t wake up

•really energetic when he wakes up like full on jumps out of bed

•really warm like a personal heater

•has Minecraft pajamas (1000% CANNON NOT CLICKBAIT‼️‼️)

•Doesn’t cuddle just lays on top of you

Chrollo

•softest and biggest bed ever

•morning person but won’t force you to wake up he”ll kiss you until you wake up or if you have somewhere to be important.

•some days he’s a back sleeper other days he spoons you really depends

•doesn’t have any alarms but wakes up at the same time sharp everyday

•sleeps with socks on

•Wears silk expensive pajamas

•makes you breakfast every morning or has a chef make it

•100% sleeps with white noise that sounds like a jet engine

Killua

•body temperature changes a lot one second hea really cold and the next minute you're sweating

•sleeps in all the time

•has like a 100 wrappers of candy in his room

•Blanket hog but then blames it on you for taking all the blanket(s)

•snores but not as much or as loud as gon

•when he wakes up he’ll put his phone on full brightness and plays some loud game

•probably like gon and just lays on you

•kicks in him sleep

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Hi hi!!! I keep writing this is like my third post of the day LOLL idk if I should slow down or not 😭😭

[noitkot1]

s4!Scar's base is so cool and shelters all the dead Scars

Or all Life Series Scar's respawn in Scar's Frontier Outpost- or or, oh god all 5 Scar's are stuck together.

All throughout s4 Scar mentions something-something that Scar's Frontier Outpost is "a place for all Scar's to go!" This au is that, but Scar's Frontier Outpost is quite literal in its description. All Scar's that have died go there to rest. And happen to meet some of the other universe's version of themselves in death.

3rd!Scar waking up completely alone as the first, only with the cats to accompany him as he slowly wanders through this very not well lit up town. Only gaping at the TERRIBLE train track construction. Even if he is no expert a train track should not have a 90 degree turn! Of course half shirtless with a cat on his shoulder, or well guiding him. The place is abandoned to his eyes and- well. He's dead isn't he? Passed when Grian murdered him in the cactus ring, so this is his afterlife...

Its nicer than he had imagined it to be.

Then one day months and months later, there's a silly wizard in his bed with green, depressed eyes. And as he stares into a mirror, this replica-Scar sits up slowly, hands shaking with winces and the biggest frown ever. Looking towards the other Scar, his voice cracks during the sentence, "am I dead?" 3rd!Scar only does a quick nod, because while he assumed this is the afterlife, why would the afterlife have multiple versions of himself? He shrugs it off, probably better not to question it. It'll be nice to have some company.

Meanwhile LL!Scar is pulling his hoodie over his head and trying his best to be small and hide away. Because he was unrightfully- totally rightfully, it was a death game. A death game he did not sign up for- murdered. And now he's dead and seeing other versions of himself. It'd be a shock to anyone's system truly, and LL!Scar stares blindly as 3rd!Scar goes on a long babble, sitting down and petting one of the cats with a smile as he talks all about the local train in the area. A week later, the two have settled in and just exist. Because they're dead now and all they can really do is make the world more pretty.

This repeats for each one. After DL 3rd!Scar stops sleeping in the bed they keep spawning in, changing that room out to be more welcoming in a sense. After the mess that is DL, the one who somehow stays farther away from the "group" than LL did, the two give little concerned glances and raises of the eyebrow. That room has a big banner over the door reading "WELCOME TO SCARS FRONTEIR OUTPOST(AKA YOUR DEAD)", streamers hanging from the ceiling, and a red carpet added to the bottom. The entire room is restructured, and they add a chest full of essential items and a little note reading, "DISCONT FOR ONE SANDWICH!" and on the back it read all horribly scribbled out, "if youd like one more glorius sandwich, that will cost you one shoe!" DL got scammed through this, the two longer dead Scar's putting on smiles and demanding two diamonds for the amazing tour they gave the other. And somehow DL couldn't help the laugh that crackled from his chest, the others couldn't stop their snickers either.

SL and LL get along well, but either refuse to acknowledge why or talk about their past. Just when the other appears they connect.

LiL!Scar being like the youngest child. Definitely does the most pranks and gets along like a fire with everyone, but 3rd!Scar encourages his chaos. These two have definitely set off fireworks for fun on the anniversaries of their own deaths(LiL starting this tradition because he simply can. Bdubs and Cleo would've loved to see the pretty lights).

DL being the dramatic middle child... somewhere in there. He ends up being the most reserved even when LiL arrives. He's scared of making many connections and accepts his cats as his soulmates and his only friends. Said cats are also how the other two bring DL out of his shell. Making tons of the toys for the kitters and bonding over their equal love of the little guys.

They all deserve a little happiness in their endings somehow! A nice afterlife where they can thrive together and enjoy some bits of it after realizing they all aren't out to get each other, they're simply just... dead. Now all they have are the alternate universe also dead versions of themselves(this being pointed out over a campfire would make them snort).

[chaiandsage]

I was thinking about Trust Life (when am I not, I am insane and obsessed, I swear) and how it would fit into the larger canon of the life series as a whole, and two major things have always stuck out to me.

1) Limited Life, what with Jimmy being a Bad Boy and not saying I love you back to Scott (bc bad boys only love their moms) and how Scott would react to that through the lense of a post Trust Life game - I imagine him going back to visit Tango at TIES and just acting over the top about it like "How dare he not say he loves me back! Evil! Jail! Jail for Jimmy for ten thousand years!"

2) What healing happened between Scott and Impuse between the end of Trust Life and the start of the Secret Life games, because Scott was so ride or die for Impuse that season, Gem and the Scotts were all so close, but like, he and Impulse had MATCHING SKINS. And I mean, I know that it's difficult to say because Secret Life was only coming out around the time you finished TL and so it wasn't exactly something to factor in while it was being planned/written, but as established I am crazy and so I'm going to be fitting the TL lense over every life series that happens for the rest of forever and it's just funny trying to fit it together.

Anyways, that is all. Just weird thoughts with me.

Omg. Okay, so I too have considered this and first of all, for the record, I'm pretty sure I did come up with the outline and story idea for the fic long before LL and SL came out. I did try my best to alter things as new stuff happened, like for example, most of the interactions between Scott, Tango, and Jimmy after Trust Life (the game) were going to take place in Rivendell rather than a mix between Chromia, Tumble Town, and the Citadel--but I'm getting off track here. My point is that while LL does still take place after TL, if a bit later than it did in cannon, whatever happens during that game is still up for interpretation. Like that whole "Say it back" interaction between Scott and Jimmy could have still happened, or it could not have because the offshoot events of TL made things happen differently later. It's completely up to you what you would like to believe happened.

That being said, assuming that interaction did still take place between Jimmy and Scott, that whole "jail for then thousand years" bit is hilarious, but my take on it would be more like: Maybe Scott takes it for the joke that it is at first, but later, it slowly starts to eat at him the more he thinks about it. Same with Jimmy. Like in the moment he probably assumed that Scott would understand that he was doing it for a bit (which he did) but then starts to question if Scott really did understand that--and oh god, it's such a small thing to worry over and Scott seemed perfectly fine when he left but what if he really did take him seriously?? Maybe the worry keeps Jimmy up one night and he snaps, deciding to run over to Scott's base at (insert crazy late hour here) in the morning, knock on his door, grab him into a hug the moment he answers, and ramble about how sorry he is and that he was only joking and how he really, truly does love him and Tango more than anything in the world, and "please don't be sad, I will always love you I promise"-- And Scott just reassures him that he understood he didn't mean it (even though it did bother him a little, but he decides he'll just mention that later). Maybe they message Tango to come over and they all just fall asleep together that night only for Martyn to wake up and find them sleeping soundly in a tangled pile, thinking to himself 'How the heck did Scott's bfs break into our base am I really that heavy of a sleeper?' In conclusion, they're all idiots in love.

Scott and Impulse... yeah, that's a tough one. I would imagine that they'd heal eventually and start being friends again, but as you said, the speed and intensity at which that happens in SL would not make much sense when applied to the TL universe. And it wouldn't make sense for someone to pressure them into being on a team together since not doing THAT again was suppose to be Grian's entire takeaway after TL. So with all that in mind, here's the best take on this I can come up with:

Tango is very understanding about Scott's dislike for Impulse. He still hangs out with him, but constantly lets his boyfriend know that he is under no obligation to hang out with them or befriend Impulse just because he's someone close to him. Scott is fine with this at first, but later, he starts to view it as a challenge. He thinks back to what Cleo said to him during TL, how back then, she suggested that he try to get along with Jimmy since even though they'd broken up at the time, they weren't leaving each other's lives completely any time soon. He thinks the same applies to Impulse and how if he and Tango's friendship was able to make it through the mess that was Trust Life, then Impulse probably isn't going anywhere either.

Impulse still feels genuinely sorry and regretful for everything he did and said to Scott. He's spent some time before SL making up with Jimmy, but has made little headway with Scott. Scott doesn't outright hate him anymore but they're still far from friends. Impulse continues to feel guilty for his actions all the way till SL and he spends the beginning of that game quietly approaching Scott and trying to make conversation with him. Scott doesn't push him away, but he is still hesitant to stick around him. Nevertheless, Impulse continues to help him out occasionally during that first day, leaves little things for him like iron or food, asks him if he needs anything or if he could get him something, maybe shoves him out of the way and takes an unexpected headbutt from a stray mountain goat for him at one point... But sometime later, Impulse gets his secret task that says he needs to "make cherrywood his entire personality." He sees that Scott and Gem have decided to build their bases in the only cherrywood biome on the server, so now he's gone and made things even more awkward by being forced to do the same through his task. He continues to hang around them in the same biome while being entirely unable to explain that he's not trying to be weird, he's just doing it for his task and Scott just happened to want to set up his base in the one biome he really needed to be surrounded by for the day. So ensues some very awkward tension that carries on throughout the day where Scott feels as though it would be too harsh of him to outright ask Impulse to leave while Impulse continues to panic internally and Gem tries her best as a mutual friend of them to lighten the atmosphere a little and defuse the tension. Surprisingly, it works and the three of them end up having a little fun.

At the end of the day, when Impulse is FINALLY able to reveal his task, Scott is the first one to burst out laughing at how ridiculous it is--"THAT was why you wanted to build in that biome? Ha! Oh my god-!"--Any lingering discomfort between them is effectively broken and Scott decides that he's alright having Impulse stick around the same biome as he and Gem for the rest of the game. He wouldn't just force the guy to build an entirely new base somewhere else, would he? That would just be overly petty. They continue to talk throughout the game, grow a little closer, Gem continues to mediate between the two of them and tries to get them to see the good in each other. Maybe she has a few one-on-one conversations with each of them about this when they're alone and the timing calls for it. Meanwhile Jimmy and Tango (Tango especially) start to wonder how the heck these two are so okay with each other now. Scott tells them about it later. But yeah, that's about the best I can do for how wild their situation is. Would love to hear some of your ideas if you have any or ever come up with some!