#also I can finally post this now. no more fear of jinxing him

[burirammin]

Someone on here said that it would be cool if athletes wore laurel crown like the old days and I ran with it heh.

[starsinmylatte]

Hiiii I just recently discovered your blog and omg your writing is so good?? Damn I’m impressed

Idk if you’re taking requests, if not just take this as a general ask, but I’m obsessed with the idea of Silco and a reader who is like a mother to Jinx after I read that “soft” (i think that was the name?) fic… and I was wondering, how do you think it would get to that point? Surely it must’ve been hard for Silco to accept that this woman would just come into the last drop demanding to see his little devil of a daughter and taking care of her… enemies to lovers much? Anyway… just wanted to hear what are your thoughts in how they would come around to become a couple

Ooooh, thank you so much for reaching out, my darling anon!! I appreciate your sweet compliment so much. It made me smile so much during my crappy week 💜

I’d love to write a longer piece about this (and I absolutely will), so I’ll just leave you with a few thoughts for now!

Here's a link to the Soft fic mentioned in the ask! (it is absolutely NSFW, be warned) If you'd like to be added to my taglist for when I post the full thing, click here

Pairing: Silco x fem!reader

Warnings: None, really. This is SFW with the barest hint of suggestive content at the end

At some point, Silco realizes that he either needs to eliminate everyone from Jinx's past life or he needs to use them to connect with her. This strange, incredibly vexing woman is the strongest link to Jinx's past that she still has.

I'm sure that Jinx has a very hard time in the first few weeks after Silco's takeover. It's a struggle to get her to eat, bathe, and just generally take care of herself. She opens up to Silco some, but to his immense frustration that damned woman just keeps showing up and Jinx instantly calms for her.

Silco still has that choice to make. He can forbid the woman from returning (which she's very unlikely to agree to without force), outright get rid of her, or he can just accept her help and try to manage her involvement in Jinx's life.

I think Silco mulls it over quite a bit, especially when Jinx inevitably shuts him out, and he can't connect with her in any way. Killing the woman would be relatively simple, and maybe Jinx could move past the devastating loss, but he can't stop thinking about how his new daughter curls up in her arms.

Silco tells himself he's just being practical, and maybe he is, but the softness with which the woman holds Jinx is the first small chip in his armor towards her.

She does annoy the hell out of him, though, as the only person who can seemingly defy the most feared kingpin in the undercity. He also finds this more attractive than he'd care to admit, which makes him even more sour about the whole thing.

Meanwhile, the woman continues to just show up unannounced to The Last Drop. In an attempt to gain some form of control, Silco finally just snaps and tells her to come on two specific days of the week. Jinx cheers, the woman smiles at him, and Silco instantly realizes that was probably her plan all along. Damnit.

Continuing on with the soup idea from the fic, I think she and Jinx bake together a lot. Silco may have a hard time getting Jinx to eat at every other time, but the little girl absolutely devours anything the woman makes her.

She always leaves out a plate for Silco, which he doesn't eat after that first night. The first reason is because he's petty and still doesn't want to like the woman, and the second is because Jinx will eat the leftovers.

Sevika absolutely loves her, and so do the rest of Silco's staff because the woman has bribed gifted them all with homemade food. They all know her as a woman with a heart of gold who is fiercely protective of Jinx. She's not a threat Silco couldn't handle if he had to, but Sevika does derive some secret pleasure from how badly the incredibly lovely woman vexes her boss.

The first time Silco loses his temper at her in front of Jinx, the little girl cries, and the woman immediately brandishes a rolling pin at him. The sight makes Jinx break out into a small fit of giggles, and Silco just freezes and walks away, muttering under his breath.

Silco can't stop thinking about her, which frustrates him to no end. She's kind but will stand up to a drug kingpin with a fucking rolling pin, she loves his daughter like her own, and she's annoyingly good at cooking. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she stayed.....

I absolutely do think the more Silco realizes he actually likes the woman, the nastier he behaves towards her. He finds some way to rationalize it, but the truth is that he's trying to manufacture a reason to hate her.

I think it all comes to a breaking point one night after the woman puts Jinx to bed. Maybe the woman tries to make some gesture of goodwill towards Silco before she leaves, but he lashes out at her. It starts a yelling match between the two, and they start getting closer together as the argument grows more heated.......

And this is where I'll leave you ;)

[the5n00k]

Hey Snook! I'm bored and just got reminded of a lot of the questions I had for your TBoBB AU over the past few months. Since I have time to kill, I thought I might finally ask you some of them (the questions that is lol)! 1. Is the curse Geoff put on Molly for her become half-leviathan when exposed to water permanent? Because there was nothing in the original post saying that it wore off or was reversed after this au's version of Molly vs The Ghost World (or even if it could be lol). no I am not coming up with mollie angst ideas around the concept of ollie seeing sea-beast molly no no I'm not 2. Is there a Ghost (Sea-Beast?) Council in this AU? If so, why? On the same page, is there still a scare report (or even an equivalent of a scare report in this au? Are they gonna summon a sea-beast and be like "eat X amount of ships per month or we're gonna send you to hell <333 bleh <333") 3. What would Jinx be? (aka: what is the equivalent of a joy-hunter in TBoBB?) 4. Lastly, since most of my other questions are just "What would X episode be like in this AU?" and I don't want overload you with a bunch of those, I'll just stick to one! What would this AU's version of "Frightmares on Main Street" be like? ... yeah that's the end of the ask

Oh boy *organizes thick stack of note cards* here we go (long)

1: it is permanent. It only activates with a large amount of ocean water but Yes it is permanent. And don't worry, I've also been considering the idea of Ollie catching her when she turns too... So many possibilities

2: there is a council but they're arguably more like parasites to the much larger Leviathan/Chairman in power at the time. Basically, the OTC would send mental signals to the other beasts (perks of being an Eldritch horror) telling them to go out and kill (kind of like the Bewilderbeast in HTTYD2 if youre familiar with it) or that his territory was in danger. Buuuut most of the time they just do it on their own. Not a lot of big game in the ocean and those cargo boats start looking mighty tasty after a while 👌 not really any scare reports or documentation to prove they've been sinking ships but usually they can tell when a sea beast is slacking when the humans start to become more brave. They want to keep up the fear and stigma around the concept of sea beasts to keep humans out of the ocean (because they're dangerous but mostly because they're annoying with their big ass boats and skirmishes) I can't remember if I ever decided a stand-in for the fofp? I remember where we put the frightmares but I don't remember if I ever decided on a flow concept other than the chairman kills you 💀 and that's kinda a bummer

3: Jinx is there to assist struggling beasts with their human problem. Humans are crafty! They're advancing in technology every day, it's hard for a little ol limbless creature to keep up. But Jinx is craftier. She has a reputation for sinking ships specifically designed to hunt sea beasts. And she's good at it. Someday I'll finalize a design for her, the concept my friend gave me was really pretty

4: it would go like this;

Ollie had seen Molly and Scratch goofing off together from the lighthouse and decided to warn her about the dangers of sea beasts. She's probably never had the same hands-on experience with beasts as him and his family have (even though they've never caught one), she probably has no idea how dangerous they are. He thinks he has to save her.

He spots her loading up a small ship to go see Scratch (huge ass bucket of fish gave it away) and decides to stow away under one of the seats. After shoving off and getting a good distance from shore, he makes himself known (scares the shit out of Molly) and tells her all about how evil and violent the beasts are just as Scratch makes his appearance. (Now it's Ollie's turn to get the shit scared out of him) He's swatting at him and chucking random objects from the boat at him while Scratch is completely unphased, although getting frustrated, and yells at him to stop freaking out. The commotion attracts the attention of some frightmares (more akin to 4ft long piranhas with translucent skin) and they swarm the boat. Scratch tries fighting them off but he knows the only way to get them to leave is to go Leviathan mode (but that shit HURTS)

He tells both kids to close their eyes (they do not) and starts the transformation with dark clouds rolling in. It doesn't take much to scare them away afterwards but Molly is (understandably) freaked out and Ollie is mortified. He thinks he's completely justified and that Molly will finally see the true face of this monster (even if they're probably about to die) but as he gently approaches the ship and cranes his massive head down to look at them, he just asks in a raspy, otherworldly voice if they're okay. Molly says yes. Ollie can't form English words right now.

Scratch, exhausted, lets himself sink into the ocean as his detransformation process begins and Molly finally gets to put her hands on his shoulders and say sea beasts aren't bad. Just... Some of them. They're like people. If people were giant, noodly, scaly things. Shaking, Ollie says he understands. But it's going to take him a while to process. He swears not to say a word to his family.

DAYUM told you this is a long one anyway THANK YOU ITCH I hope these answers were good enough <3

[shimmerbeasts]

MINI CHARACTER PLAYLIST Share at least five songs that remind you of your muse, or that you associate with your muse's character arc. Including lyrics is optional.

Don't Remember Me by HalaCG

Why's it so hard to breathe? Chasing down more ways to please. I'll show them all I'm stronger Not like your memories Now that I've broken free You're not someone I need Won't play nice any longer. So don't remember me.

Let's be real: Everybody who has not followed my Jinx since yesterday knew this song was going to be on my list! Back when I first started out writing this muse and looked for fan songs (as I like to do), this song just struck a chord with me. The reason, it is on my list here, is if I had to characterise my Jinx with one song, all the struggles she endured, the difficulties, she has with her sister, but also that reliance and trust she has in Silco, this would be it. Don't Remember Me is Jinx broken down in her purest form.

Start Of Something New by Ely Eira

Take a step, let our moment come We can have our escape, hey We will have all that we wanted We will be touching the sky History can no longer haunt us 'Cause right now This is the start of something new

After the end of Act Three, with Silco dead and Vi having in her mind completely abandoned her for the final time, Jinx should be at her lowest point and utterly broken. However, that is not what happens. Instead, as she blows up the Council building with the Super Mega Death Rocket, it almost seems like she is experiencing a personal moment of triumph. Even though she is grieving so many things at once (both Silco and Vi simultaneously), she also is reshaping herself in this burn-it-all-down moment. For me, Start Of Something New embodies this idea of an older and more mature Jinx. If Don't Remember Me encapsulates Jinx as a whole, then Start Of Something New is Jinx becoming the toymaker.

Shared Eyes by Blixemi

You're not who you think you are And I wish I never knew I don't want to see the irony That you hate me for being you Pushed me to walk 'neath starless skies 'Cause I'll never shine as bright As the light of your eye What good is it to even try? You'll never hear, or see, or face All the parts of you you despise Come to life Standing right 'fore your eyes in spite Reminding both of us have wished on a starless night

Strangely enough, this song in my eyes is not about Jinx and Vi - it is about Jinx and Mylo! Specifically, it is about her wrestling with whom he is post-mortem. I believe that after his death, she spent a lot of time thinking over the fact that it was his voice she could hear and him she could see. I think a lot of her earliest actions are very much motivated by proving him wrong, yet at the same time, I could easily see her feel like she has almost inherited his nature and that there is some kind of truth in his ire. At the same time, Shared Eyes also captures her regarding Mylo's love and approval as being almost unreachable. Because she cannot just purely hate him. He is still her older brother, despite the mockery, despite the insults, despite the cruelty. This contradiction of her love for her older brother with what he has done to her mental state is perfectly shown here.

Voices by Motionless In White/Bad Luck by Aviators/In My Head by NateWantsToBattle

As I walk through this valley of shadows and death I curse not the wicked, I praise not the blessed If I told you the truth you'd beg me to change If fear were a currency you'd own the bank

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Welcome to the freak show Thought the odds were equal Roulette in my head keeps rolling on Let the bloody streets flow Nothing holds a candle To thе rapid fire of my own gun Maybe psycho Push me and you might go Ovеr in a blaze of arcane blue Stop me if I ramble I'll come take a gamble for you 'Cause you need a little bad luck baby

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You don't know the half of it (half of it) Hands up while I take the hits (take the hits) It's something that you can't admit I fight for my life, now I'm done with your sh- Say it once, say it twice, now you're in my head Say it all a thousand times, leaving me for dead Say it once, say it twice, now you're in my head Say it at the same time, Jinx, and now you're dead

I am aware that I am cheating a bit here because I am picking three songs instead of one. However, I will count them as one as in my eyes, these songs all depict one element of Jinx extremely well: Her mania. Whereas Shared Eyes showed the complexity of what Jinx is seeing, Voices, Bad Luck and In My Head all show how these hallucinations trigger Jinx's mania and madness and what it feels like to be enraptured by this mental instability. The instrumentals of all these songs are more in the alternative rock direction and they even sound a bit disjointed and overpowering. They do not just cover how frightening living in such episodes is for Jinx, but they also capture what a danger she becomes for other people. How her mania limits her inhibitions, how it gives her an easily excitable trigger finger, how it makes her almost revel and cherish the carnage, she is causing. I have a lot more songs which capture this Jinx is dangerous when a mania episode hits vibe, but those three are probably the most crucial ones.

You're A Jinx/Everyone Else Betrays Us/Is There Anything So Endearing As a Daughter?/You're Perfect from the Arcane soundtrack

When it comes to Silco and Jinx as people, I feel like their dynamic cannot be captured in songs. Mostly because both participants are such layered and complex individuals, which creates such a convoluted dynamic that most songs, dealing with complex (read: toxic) dynamics just do not encompass it completely. Poison from Hazbin Hotel sort of fits the bill, but if we are honest, nothing captures these two better than Arcane's soundtrack, specifically the instrumentals where their leitmotifs intermingle and influence one another. The way these four instrumentals work back to back in my eyes really shows under what extraordinary circumstances, Silco found Powder and how his influence was able to anchor her, even in the most trying and difficult times. At the same time, I love how the latter two songs show that Silco did indeed love Jinx and that he loved her completely unconditionally. Again, I need to reiterate how calming Silco's leitmotif is - especially with Jinx's violin themes, which are often frantic and high-pitched. Just hearing his leitmotif weaving into hers, you can hear Jinx's madness simmer down, you can hear Silco deescalating the situation in the music! And I love how this facette appears even before tracks like Is There Anything So Undoing As A Daughter or You're Perfect. It is like the instrumental is showing that Silco had Jinx's best interest at heart even back then!

Tagged by: @piltover-sharpshooter, @ferinehuntress, @jynxd

Tagging: @moxxietude, @playgroundmonsters (Ran and Vi), @undercity-merc, @restrainedhungr, @blackrosesmatron, @demacianhcart, @weavertali, and whoever has not done this yet.

[meimi-haneoka]

Hey there! Hope you are doing well! I could finally finish reading the last chapter although I managed to spoil myself a bit thanks to reading your post. I am so happy with the ending actually. The parallels between Lillie-Akidad and Akiho-Yuna travelling the world together and Lillie's friendship with Nadeshiko and Akiho's friendship with Sakura (definitely, they are going to meet again at some point) completely floored me. Also, I am so happy with Akiho's decision to travel. This is not the "Oh no, we have to flee and constantly keep moving to avoid the Clan & Association" scenario that I had feared, rather this is Akiho at her best - resilient, determined and forward looking. I love it. You go girl. Also, did we ever get to know what price Yukito paid for his magic? Or did I just miss it somewhere? The decision that I definitely was not happy with Clear Cards disappearing. I was like "NOOO! BOOO!" (And only Flight surviving, I mean, what was that even, Flight is cute and all, but so are the others, especially the Repair Tomoyo card). I hope they change this in the anime adaptation and give us a whole anime original season of Sakura trying to rebalance her magic and the cards deck, and maybe then coming across the new Clear style designs of Sakura cards. I mean, she can actually merge cards consciously now, so why not? Bring Meiling back to Tomoeda plus Eriol too (you know, who can actually train Sakura) and give us a Fujitaka plot line as he is deciphering the magic books (I love this inclusion) and involve Syaoran as his actually magic knowlegeable assistant or something and give them bonding time. Bam, you have a whole new season. Plus Akiho can keep making cameos like Meiling does now. Also, did you notice the really Clow like talk that Fujitaka did with Sakura? I seriously hope that they finally include the Fujitaka as the other half of Clow's reincarnation thing in the new season, so that they can include this scene. Also, I hope Syaoran checked up on Yelan and they finally had a talk about that spell she did on him. Also, Time magician Syaoran hype. The PTSD from TRC and xxxHolic gives me chills but I am hyped for this. Also, you talked about a special chapter? Can we have some more details about that? I am so sorry for the exuberance but I genuinely felt happy with this chapter when I was expecting to be disappointed.

Hello Aubretia!! So glad to see you here and to see you've read the final chapter too!! I'm also relieved to see you felt happy with this chapter, why were you expecting to be disappointed? 😅 Finales are quite difficult and it's basically impossible to make everyone happy. I know, you know, CLAMP knows. So I'm sure that they're managing well this wave of mixed feelings for the finale.

I know, the parallel between Lilie and Akidad / Akiho and Kaito is absolutely endearing and I actually HOPE for a specific thing, in this mysterious special chapter we're waiting for, in March! But I won't say it here to not jinx it, hahaha! 😂 I am also so happy to see that Akiho's friendship with Sakura continues, stronger than ever, I can really feel the "sisterly vibe" intact and I'm honestly relieved about that. Not only that but I think what gave me the most joy was to see all four of them together in the last pages, Akiho with Sakura and Kaito with Syaoran. It's like they're telling us that these two couples will have a deep bond in the future and will keep supporting eachother, despite being so different (SyaoSaku's background is surely different than that of YunaAki).

Yes, for how much I would've preferred they stayed in Tomoeda, seeing Akiho like that gave me the final push to convince me that travelling was also an acceptable option.

Eeehh I've heard lots of people complaining about the Clear Cards disappearing, but they were always meant to 🥹it was very, very apparent. From the way they depicted them, from the way they lacked any kind of love or interaction with Sakura (save for Flight), from the way they were produced basically by mistake, the extreme ease to capture them....it was like CLAMP was screaming in each page "don't get attached to them because they'll be gone by the end of the series!" The Clear Cards' role, beside being used in the activation of the forbidden spell, was basically just to give to Sakura an "outlet" to vent her uncontrolled power in a safe way. Along the way, their purpose was reallocated as giving hints to Sakura in Clockland, in order to wake her up. I know that it's hard to accept particularly for those who depicted Sakura's loved ones...but again, their cold stare was something I've always felt quite off, for a Sakura deck.

The anime certainly will show us so many things we want to see, but I wonder how the plot will further change and where.... Meiling is confirmed to come back in the anime sequel, but we don't know anything else!

About Fujitaka's scene in the anime, I'm afraid that making him Clow's half reincarnation won't happen, because that was a conscious, well-thought choice in the 90s...the directors together with Ohkawa agreed that it would be too complex for the audience, and removed it altogether. Hahaha, time magician Syaoran!! I confess that the very first reaction to Kaito teaching him that was "THE HELL YOU'RE GONNA DO THAT", for the same Tsubasa PTSD but also the entire thing that happened to Kaito in this arc! 😂I was only relived when he hurried to add "I'm sure you won't make a wrong use of it" 😂

Unfortunately we don't know *anything* about the special chapter that's going to be released in march, not even how many pages it'll be..... but we can only cross our fingers for a generous amount of pages!!

[cupcakeslushie]

You seem to switch up referring to seperated AU Donnie as “Donnie” or as “three” - is there a specific intention with the name changes?

Switching them up is purposeful in that I’ll mostly be referring to Donnie as Three when it’s relating to pre-reunion events and Donnie as post reunion. But also in the sense that Three doesn’t just go away, he’ll take on a sort of back seat and act as Donnie’s negative thoughts. He’ll mostly replace the visions Donnie sees of the boy’s now that he’s met the real versions. But it’s not like a straight split down the middle, which can cause them to bleed into each other, even after Donnie’s grown more comfortable with his family.

The fam does know about them, as Donnie’s not great at hiding his reactions to them, openly talking and hissing at nothing when they bother him. As I’ve mentioned, Arcane and Jinx were the inspiration for this AU so Donnie’s hallucinations are pretty similar to the jumbled scratchy messes Jinx sees. Which I just love, love, love the look of. If you haven’t watched Arcane I can’t suggest it enough just based on the visuals alone!

Sometimes he’ll sit still for hours at a time, dissociating and staring at nothing. Those episodes will be somehow worse than his outbursts because when Donnie comes out of them he’s always so disoriented, and sometimes violent. Once he let’s his guard down, he becomes more okay with letting the brothers and Splinter take care of him during these times. He trusts that they wont hurt him while he’s stuck in his own head. But it does take months before he stops lashing out in fear of being suddenly touched.

He would never attack April (again), just on the basis that by the time he joins the family, he’s the odd one out in being uncomfortable around her, and he wouldn’t want to upset his brothers or father. He might be a little paranoid and rude when speaking to her, especially in those first few weeks, but after watching her for a time, and coming to the conclusion that she wouldn’t hurt him or his family, he begins to treat her more civilly. The real start of their bonding is when he spots her working on some coding homework on the couch and for lack of anything better to do, offers to help.

I’m honestly not completely sure yet just how Splinter will react to seeing Donnie for the first time. I know Donnie is overjoyed at first (finally the approval of a parental figure), but I can say it won’t be as seamless as Donnie’s always imagined having a family will. There will be some heavy roadblocks on both their ends. Both of them mean well. And Splinter will try his best.

Draxum was never one to waste materials, and also didn’t want anesthesia contaminating his results. When Three was younger, simple tests were conducted pretty much every day, but as he got older and the tests grew worse it became more difficult to wrangle Three and Draxum would sometimes have to threaten or restrain him if he didn’t come when called.

Draxum’s main goal was similar to canon—perfecting his ooze, and he tries using Three as a base to make more. Also if he’s stuck with Three, he imagines there must be some way to enhance him into the perfect warrior from his plans. But the more failures that pile up, the more Draxum realizes Three’s weaknesses will never allow room for improvement.

Three resents his soft-shell, but he wouldn’t outright admit it to Draxum, out of pride. His insecurities and descent into desperation for approval do eventually drive him towards trying to fix himself on his own, thinking even if Draxum couldn’t figure something out, that maybe he could.

[fandom-scatteredthoughtsonpaper]

Dark Obey Me AU Outline, Breakdown, Game Mechanic + Specifics, + Some Other Stuff

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Kickoff and Quick Summarization:

Leviathan won a new preliminary horror game with VR aspects from a contest to test the game out before its actual release and invited Mammon and Yuki (MC) to play. This experimental immersion becomes too realistic when Yuki's latent powers takes the experience of the game to new levels when the entire House of Lamentation is sucked into the virtualization. Yuki, now alone and confused to the rules of this blended world of reality and simulation, has to venture through the house and recover the brothers from the game's influence. The game seems a little rigged the more Yuki advanced, so is someone actually pulling strings off screen or is paranoia seeping in?

Type of AU:

Mirror Universe, Interactive AU (you can help build up the world of this event)

Potential tags:

Horror, Psychological, Bloody, Dark, Angsty, Possible Sexual Assault, Death Is Allowed, Bodily Harm

Brief (and Liable to Change) Explanation of How the Game Will Work:

-After the House of Lamentation is shifted and adapted into the game's world, the seven demon brothers are also adapted to the elements of the psychological horror genre and placed as progressively harder bosses that MC has to get through to advance the game and undo the effects of what happened.

-The brothers that MC has converted back to normal will stay on their side and aid them in rescuing the other mentally manipulated boys, some even serving as necessary requirements to further progress. They can roam around the house and their rooms can serve as a temporary safety spots, but MC has to be with them to ward off the game's influence from trying to appeal to their cardinal desires based on their sin they govern and controlling them again.

-MC can try to appeal to any brother at any time, but if they don't meet requirements the struggle will be a lot harder and the emotional toll will be more effective on the chosen brother. If MC fails to convert the brother, not only does the next attempt become tougher, but MC takes damage deemed appropriate by the game based on the sin of the brother.

-The only exception to this rule is Mammon. Mammon is basically the tutorial. He's a mandatory scripted event to teach MC how the gameplay will be, and how they'll make it further in the game.

-Each brother is equivalent as a boss. The only way to progress to the next milestone is to release the grip the game has on the brothers' minds, but it's not as simple as breaking a curse like MC can canonically do with their powers. MC has to make a connection to the altered version of the demons, and to reach that connection they have to tackle each brother's insecurities and issues. Not like resolve them entirely with a heartfelt speech, and voila, they're okay again, but really reach into their hearts and remind them that they're not what the game has turned them into, that they're more than their sins and valued individually by MC.

-Thus having the proper brother on MC's side makes that connection a lot easier when it comes to certain brothers. Once that connection has been made and the game has less control, then MC can use the pact they made in the real world as the final move to disconnect the hold the game has in the virtual world.

-Again, however, it's not as simple as a few deeply passionate words and the veils are lifted from the brothers' eyes. Certain items can be found in each bedroom that helps strengthen the pact to mean something aside from a vow between a human and a demon. Requirements are necessary for progress.

-The pacts MC has with the brothers is a key relevancy to progressing the game. Without trying to appeal positively to their insecurities/fears the game has a strong hold on their minds and the use of their pacts aren't as effective

Rundown of What I Mean:

Mammon is the first demon MC bonded with and that applies itself strongly to their connection and relationship, especially in this event. I might be biased here, and not to mention I'm trial and erroring the story with my MC, Yuki, but I believe Mammon has the strongest connection with MC because of how he feels for them, how empathetic he is, and how emotionally aware he can be.

Mammon governs greed and already easily succumbs to his wants in the real world, but as of now in the canon story, he's grown a bit away from his sin, because of his relationship with MC, like most of the boys have. He can put MC above his own desires, and that influence deals a lot with how MC saves him after he attacks them in their room.

Mammon wants to sell MC's body, bit by bit, blood, teeth, hair, organs, nails, etc., as a means to pull in some serious money in the black market. Greed completely takes over Mammon, and he has very little regard for MC's life. When MC tries to use their pact's powers on Mammon the first time not much is really done, because the connection wasn't made. However, being the tutorial, Mammon becomes less influenced quicker than the rest of his brothers. MC has to remind him he's not a total scumbag that loves only money while Mammon is choking them out. So time is of the essence, because MC is physically harmed in this reality and can die as well.

I'll have a rough draft of this scene up later to better explain the process.

So Basically:

MC has to find items or something meaningful to assist them in helping the brothers become aware while under the game's manipulation, and then making a connection to their actual selves that helps absolve the mind control before using the pacts MC has made to finalize the severance, although it's not totally gone.

How I Plan to Progress the Event (Susceptible to Change) and Suggestions That Have Been Implemented by Other People So Far:

-MC starts the event off at the Lord Demon's castle with Diavolo and Barbatos before returning to the HoL to play with Levi. Before MC leaves Barbatos gives them two coins and a cautionary warning [credit to @jinxed-rose ]

-The unstable powers of MC conflicts with the game and locks the HoL and its residents inside the virtual reality.

-The game treats the brothers as bosses and turns their worst qualities up to 11. The small glimpses of how we saw the brothers in the beginning of the game before warming up to the MC is how they're portrayed in the game. They're meaner, deadlier, and heavily warpped from their original selves.

-MC can physically be hurt and/or killed, so the more of the brothers they can rescue the easier the game will be to traverse.

-The brothers are ranked by the order of when they got a pact with MC. So the optional progression between the brothers would be Mammon, Levi, Beel, Asmo, Satan, Lucifer, and Belphie. The longer MC has been in a pact with the boys the easier it is to sway them out of their brainwashing, but it doesn't have to be in this order [credit to @felix-the-lemon-king ]

-Another option of progress with the brothers can be psychological fortitude. What I mean by that is the boys' durability to withstand breaking down from their insecurities being provoked. So Mammon's biggest fear is MC getting hurt so he's automatically the first boss and Lucifer would be among the last to confront because he's mentally strongest and that's where the issues would lie. [credit to 13ineedpills13 on AO3]

-Levi is an optional boss that can be done early or late in the game, it doesn't really matter. If MC goes for Levi first, he'll be relatively easy to return to normal, but if MC doesn't get to him until later then he'll be a lot harder to help. If MC attempts to rescue the others before Levi and succeeds the game will make him aware of this. Levi will get more and more enveloped by envy and jealousy and his insecurities will worsen, making it harder to appeal to him. [credit to @sunshine-apprentice ]

-The reason Levi is an optional boss to go after at any time is because he has a mystery that reveals itself later as the event starts ramping up and big reveal towards the end. It's not really a secret if you read the notes on prior posts, but shhh. [credit to @felix-the-lemon-king ]

-Lucifer is the assumed main person to look out for, because he is the elder, head of the house, and most powerful and sadistic. He watches from the shadows and sets up elaborate snares and ambushes to sike out and slowly breakdown MC. Beel is more frequent around Lucifer's bedroom.

Somewhat Established "Rules" of the Game:

-Each encounter with the brothers during the actual moments of fighting and struggling will be violent and dangerous. Injuries will be painful and won't magically heal after the fight is done. [credit to syvintri on AO3]

-Death is very much possible, but it's tough for the brothers to die. It's not that hard for MC though. So, perma-death is plausible, but it's evened out with the two coins MC gets from Barbatos.

-The end goal is in Levi's bedroom, but it won't be accessible until after the brothers have all been released from the grip of the video game.

-MC's room is the only actual safe room in the house, so it's basically the headquarters

-Beel is the guard that routinely patrols the hallways, but he can be lured away with food from an area for a bit of time

-Each brother's room has a way to help figure out how to un-brainwash the boys, but they are dangerous to go into

-Overcoming the boys' insecurities and sins are a key relevance in progressing the game

-Line up of the boys in order as bosses (potentially): Mammon, Asmodeus, Belphie, Beelzbub, Satan, Lucifer, Leviathan

Concerns and Questions:

There's still a lot of gaps and unfilled holes that I'm not entirely sure how to connect properly. Trying to figure out how to write the encounters between the brothers that are being manipulated and MC/the brothers rescued is going to be tricky. Making sure the boys' characterizations stay close to how they would be will be a challenge.

So my questions for you will help me figure out what people would like to see and also help me connect dots in the story and plot.

A matter to discuss, for instance, is what a comment said on AO3:

"I think them interacting in a proper manner storywise when they are brainwashed is impossible, and such a drag to read. They should only interact during battles, and after battles, as they go on and save the others."

How should I go about writing the progress of the story?

Should I write it like an actual fanfiction, all detailed and specific and going at a constant pace, or should I skip moments instead of writing every scene that could occur to stay fresh and steady-paced, or should I try to base the chapters like actual event lessons in-game where stuff happens briefly and isn't very long?

Or another comment:

"So maybe this is just me, but I think it'd actually be more horrifying if the 'game' wasn't perma-death. Especially if everyone remembered despite any sort of revives or resets and with in-game injuries actually being painful. There's a high potential for angst is all I'm saying. But I guess that lends itself better for a normal fic rather than a choose your own adventure thing"

How should I write the "fight" scenes?

Should they be brief yet detailed or meaty with the conflict as MC tries to resolve the situation before anyone gets too hurt oor would this be good moments for turmoil between the brothers to arise and brawls break out ooor... I don't know what else.

How would the angst and heavy trauma best be applied according to y'all?

What kind of angst would each brother go through as MC tries to rescue them?

Some other questions:

Is the line up of the brothers as bosses okay, or should they be reconfigured to make more sense? Should it be linked how psychologically weak to strong they are or how their sins correspond to the next?

What would they be like at their absolute worst? How far do you think they could dive into their sins if they didn't have morals?

How dangerous would the brothers be?

How would the game use each character's insecurities and fears as their driving point?

How would you like to see brothers interact with MC during the confrontation? Or with each other before/during/after?

If MC were to die what would be the best way to take them out that would really fuck up the boys and devastate the psyche? Any brother is liable to maim or hurt the MC, but which one(s) could actually kill them? Or if a brother took a hit meant for MC, who would be more inclined to step into the line of fire?

These aren't all the questions that I have knocking around in my head and stumping me, but they're the biggest ones. I would like to hear inputs from others, BUT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't feel inclined to answer everything that I've listed. Those are just questions that I thought of and put on this post as examples of what I'm trying to figure out.

Finishing Off:

So yeah. That's the progress I've made so far, both on my own and from suggestions and opinions from other people.

I'd love to hear what y'all have in mind or would like to suggest or a take on a matter for any scenes, interactions, or whatever. Even if it's ideas of your own that relate to something that hasn't been brought up or mentioned, feel free to comment it or send me an ask.

Something this extensive will require a lot of thought and work to be done right, so that's why I had the notion of making this an interactive AU

So, if you're interested or wanna talk about the concept, hit me up! I'm dying just to ramble about potential stuff or read viewpoints about the brothers that you want to see happen or stances for whatever.

[cipheress-to-k-pop]

Ferris Wheel

Pairing: Danny Rand x Reader

Word Count: 1234 words

Warnings: None

Anon asked:  Danny rand x reader where the reader has healing powers, and Danny has a huge huge crush on them, and the whole team knows. They all decide to go to carnival or something and everyone’s trying to put the reader and Danny together which the reader is oblivious to and Danny’s trying to impress them or something and then they finally admit their feelings on the Ferris wheel. Love ur work!!

A/N: Sorry it took so long to post! I initially started it out as a headcanon but it didn’t really work so then I had to scrap the whole thing and start from scratch again. Anyway, I hope you like it

The only thing that Danny could hear was the sound of people screaming on the rollercoasters and his own heart beating in his chest.

He was practicing his lines in his head, ‘(Y/N) I have something I need to tell you.’

You turned to him with a beam and pointed towards the rollercoaster. He nodded absentmindedly before letting you pull him along and he continued to rehearse his confession, only pulling his hands from yours when he had to wipe them on the sleeve of his hoodie.

Luckily for him, you just assumed that he was scared to get on the ride and comforted him gently. He just smiled at you and continued to get lost in his thoughts.

‘(Y/N), I fell for you.’

You screamed out of fear beside him and he deflated. He knew you were screaming because of the rollercoaster but it seemed like a bad omen to him.

When the two of you got off the ride, you raced to the desk where they showed the pictures taken and laughed at how deep in thought Danny looked.

“Were you meditating?” You teased and he indulged you with a smile, “Yeah, I was so scared.”

“You have a job as a superhero, and this scares you?”

He just chuckled when you grabbed his hand and pulled him once again, mind fading to the moment when you both first met.

You were part of the Beta team of the junior superhero programme, who consisted of superpowered people with powers that couldn’t be used in combat like telepathy, vision faculty and in your case, healing abilities.

S.H.I.E.L.D. took you in and trained you in combat so you could go for on field missions and such and for that purpose, they would pair you up with the superheroes from the Alpha team for training.

You had briefly met Danny only during introductions and you were partnered up with Spiderman, so there was no need for the two of you to interact. He was indifferent about you and never really thought about you outside of training.

But that all changed very soon.

It was after a terrible mission. Danny had taken a fatal blow and was red lining, they needed to speed up his healing to save him and that’s where you came in ever though you weren’t completely trained yet.

In his dazed and delirious state, all he remembers was your beautiful face hovering above him with your hair framing either side. The fluorescent lights behind you seemed like a halo and like you where an angel.

He didn’t remember whispering ‘wow...’ before he lost consciousness.

When he woke up next morning, it was like a case of the Little Mermaid, the only difference being that he remembered who had saved his life and he fell head over heels.

You were none the wiser to his lovesick gazes across the training room and how he was just more attentive to you, always offering you water and helping you up on the floor.

Just because you were oblivious though, doesn’t mean the rest of both teams turned a blind eye.

Immediately, the mission to bring you both together had begun. Spiderman switched with Iron Fist to train with you, they would invite you to hang out with them after school and such and whenever they would get a chance to talk to you, they would only be talking up Danny.

Unfortunately, you still seemed clueless about his feelings for you and just assumed that he was just a very caring guy. Which he was.

As a last try to get Danny to confess to you, everybody decided to go to the carnival, and you were all too excited to notice the way they were plotting behind your back.

Of course, you entered as a group but little by little, they kept going their separate ways until only you and Danny were left alone together, all according to plan. The plan being that you and Danny be given some time alone together so he could confess to you.

But so far, the moment never seemed right, it was always too noisy and crowded and he was also afraid that you would reject him. You were much like him as well, kind-hearted and caring and it was difficult for him to distinguish your feelings from your nurturing personality.

But he thought that he could finally get the opportunity to when you had tugged him along into the line for the Ferris Wheel. Alone, and away from all the noise and chaos would be the perfect place to confess to you.

As the cart kept rising, so did his heartrate and you sat quietly beside him, just watching the people on the ground get smaller and smaller.

You turned back to him with a small smile, “I know I was super excited to get on this but now that we’re actually here, it seems kind of boring.”

You weren’t even close to the top yet, so it would take some time before we had to get off.

He smirked at you, “Well if you’re that bored there is another way down.” Before gesturing at the window and you giggled, slapping his arm.

“If that’s the way we go then I’m using you to break my fall.”

“You would hurt me?”

“I’m the only one who could heal you! There’s no good in that if I’m dead!”

The two of you were laughing so hard now that the cart began shaking lightly and you froze, grabbing onto Danny’s arm. He chuckled lightly, pulling you closer so you wouldn’t feel scared.

“You’re a superhero and this scares you?” His voice was soft and spoken right by your ear, making this moment a lot more intimate that you had expected.

“What if the cart just falls off?” You murmured quietly, playing with his fingers that were wrapped around your waist. He chuckled again and you felt the deep rumble that erupted from his chest.

“It isn’t going to just fall off.”

“Don’t jinx it!” You whispered harshly, slapping his arm again and he laughed, resting his head on your shoulder. The two of you watched the world get smaller, in each other’s arms and heard the crowd get faint.

“Is the ride still boring?” He asked gently and you shook your head, “Not with you.”

“You know, I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

“Hmm?”

“Yeah,” He was sure you could feel his heartbeat pick up in his chest, but he just swallowed it down painfully and continued, “I like you, (Y/N).”

“I’m hoping this isn’t in a platonic sense.”

He chuckled again, letting you turn in his arms to face him, “No, very much in a romantic sense.”

You gave him a blushing smile before pecking his lips lightly. Danny felt like time was frozen and that he would never come down, “I’m glad.”

He was outright grinning when he kissed you again, cupping your cheek and winding an arm around your waist.

When the ride finally ended, the two of you were still grinning ear to ear but when you turned to get off the cart, all you saw was the team standing outside with huge grins. Peter was sending you a thumbs up while Sam was making embarrassing kissy faces.

Cringing, you turned to the person who was working at the ride, “Can we have one more ride?”

[writing-in-april]

Jinxed

A/n- this is the first time I’ve ever posted anything I’ve written! I finally worked up the courage!🤭 this is edited but not heavily just started writing once the idea popped into my head. also my other blog is April-14-blog where I do reposts. And sorry if the format is weird.

I think this is gender neutral but correct me if I’m wrong.

Warnings- pretty graphic (gunshot wounds, a really disturbing unsub, rape is mentioned) and some swearing. Fluff and angst. That’s all I can think of but let me know if I should add some more. Also the case is made up by me so the profiling bits are complete BS.

Masterlist

The team just bordered the jet onto our next case in Seattle. I was looking forward to the rainy weather it always made me feel cozy, which would probably help drive away the pit in my stomach that this case was already causing.

We see gruesome things every day, I had been working with the team since the aftermath of the Adrain bale case which caused the Bureau to lose six agents. It’s been 7 years now and I had never felt this way about a case before, the sense of disgust and dread infected my whole body.

I snapped out of my thoughts when Spencer came to quietly sit next to me on the couch, our normal routine cemented at this point. He paused opening the case files for review and looked at me curiously.

“Are you ok?” He barely whispers. He knows I almost never open up to anyone, himself included even though he was my best friend.

I turned my head abruptly away from him not wanting to make eye contact. Not wanting to admit that the guy who was eviscerating mothers and daughters was making bile rise up in my throat, making my heart sink into the floor, and sweating in anticipation of opening the case files again.

“I’m fine Spencie” I whispered back with a smile that definitely did not reach my eyes, using my cute nickname for him to hopefully quell any of the worry inside him. Still despite my efforts I could see he was not convinced.

“Ok Ace, just let me know. This case is getting to everyone already as well” He said smiling meekly and shooting back his own quirky nickname for me that I had achieved after I beat him in poker.

I shakily nodded at him opening the file with clammy hands, preparing myself for the team discussion.

Hotch finally boarded the plane and got right down to a heated discussion on this vile unsub’s violent hatred for women.

“Ok this is what I don’t get why does he take both mothers and daughters together? It’s an odd combination- he’s not a family annihilator otherwise he’d target whole families. He misses the dads, sons, and younger daughters” Derek chimes in quickly.

“Maybe it’s based off of some specific fantasy? Like his mother and sister or his wife and daughter? It’s more like a specific hatred towards a certain type of women and not just women in general” prentiss commented somberly , though I was part way listening. Reid then started rambling off statistics about female abusers and retaliation but it soared right over my head as my face paled looking at the crime scene photos.

They say Jack the Ripper was gruesome but this was on another playing field. After cutting the women up as precisely as possible to keep them alive he made the daughter shoot the mother (evidence from the gunshot residue on each set of daughters hands). Then he proceeded to rape the daughter repeatedly then shoot her as well, dumping them in the trash afterwards as a final insult to women’s bodies. The photo of the last set of 2 stared at me mockingly the daughters cold dead eyes and her entrails pierced into my very soul. I stood up abruptly shaking with a sheen of sweat over my forehead.

“Bella you ok?” Rossi asked in his concerned father tone. The whole team looked at me in concern ready to catch me if I suddenly fainted. I instead ran off as fast as I could in my heels to the airport bathroom ignoring the teams calls to me.

I emptied my guts into the toilet and suddenly started sobbing, I couldn’t banish the photos from my mind. The pictures of the 8 women dead never to see the light of day again.

I cleaned myself up but still didn’t leave the bathroom, planning on sitting out the rest of the 6 hour flight huddled in the corner.

I could hear the soft rap of Spencer’s fist on the door and even though he was the only one I’d ever consider talking to about this I ignored him instead bottling up my feelings like I’m used to.

At some point they decided to leave me alone until the plane landed, and as soon as it touched the ground I bolted out of their to avoid the questioning gazes. I found the nearest bureau SUV and shoved myself inside.

Luckily Spencer and jj were the ones to join me in the car, the ones who won’t push me to divulge why I was so affected by this case. It wasn’t some personal thing, just the brutality broke my mind into a bunch of little pieces.

Hotch thankfully let me stay with Spencer to do the geographical profile which gladly let me avoid the cork boards filled with photos as I stared at a map trying to pretend like I knew what I was doing.

The day dragged on slowly trying to pin the assailant down and thankfully tomorrow morning we were going to see a probable suspect. The team had all sat at the generous conference table at the Seattle field office as rain poured down while we ate some Chinese food. They mostly respected that I didn’t want to talk besides Derek who quickly learned his lesson when I chewed him out. I just wanted to talk about stupid shit with them not about the maniac with a knife and gun.

Somehow it became a competition of who had the most battle scars, Derek and Prentiss being the winners. I said nothing and only chuckled as they tried to count the amount of stitches in their head that they had gotten.

“What about you Y/N? You haven’t mentioned any of yours?” Prentiss chimed in teasingly trying to get me to join in as Hotch rolled his eyes not indulging in this dick measuring contest.

“Well I’ve never gotten stitches on a case or been shot not even in the vest to be honest. The worst I’ve gotten is a pistol whip which resulted in a bad concussion and like one broken rib” I quickly said.

“Oh you lucky duck, you must have a guardian angel” Derek slyly commented back. I shrugged my shoulders and quietly went back to picking at my food still feeling the eyes of the dead corpses on me.

As we headed back to our hotel for the night I started to feel the dread well back up again. We were probably going to apprehend this guy tomorrow, and even if this guy made me anxious without knowing him I was determined to be the one to cuff the sick fuck.

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I bounced down the hallway to my hotel room. I knew those hands, the long delicate fingers of Dr. Reid. I grabbed onto his soft palms and squeezed tightly, his calming presence always seemed to make me feel better. He finally spoke up softly almost inaudible.

“You don’t have to talk about what’s going on, I just want to be there for you.”

I nodded shyly and led him back to my hotel room. I sat on the bed with him and engulfed him in a hug needing to be close with someone. We sat there for what seemed like hours the clock seemingly stopped as time stood still.

I laid back, sighing as he spooned me, I always love spencer cuddles they made me feel so much warmer and happier even when it seems impossible. He slowly leaned forward and pressed a kiss into my hair, his comfort blurring the lines on what our relationship actually was. He then pressed a kiss on my shoulder but quickly pulled away as tensed up.

“No it’s ok I liked it you make me feel safe”

I said firmly, I then sighed feeling ready to open up to someone no matter how difficult it was for me.

“ it’s the eyes Spence, I can’t get them out of my head. I felt like I failed them and I didn’t even know them.” I started to sob quietly as Spencer pressed kisses into my collar bone and neck trying to get me to calm down.

“ I understand, I get the same way about some cases as well. Like every time I close my eyes they’re mocking me.” He commented softly into my ear, I sighed in relief, he understood my feelings. I reached up and stroked his cheek feeling the supple tan skin beneath my small fingers. He pressed another kiss, this time to my palm and my breath hitched. I never wanted him to stop kissing me everywhere, he made me feel safe a deep love one could only gain from years of trust. He looked at me with glossy eyes he had started crying as well at some point, I wiped away a tear from his eye and made a bold decision to pull his lips closer to mine.

I could tell he was shocked , I delicately placed my lips on his. I pulled back fearing he would grow uncomfortable, but he softly pushed his lips onto mine again slipping his tongue lightly. I didn’t fight the intrusion as it made me feel more enveloped and safe in his arms. We pulled away from each other though our lips were still so close that our hot breath was mingling with each others

“I-I don’t know what to-I say” he stuttered out softly palming my cheek.

“We can talk later about it right now I just want you to hold me and stay the night. Hopefully you’ll keep the nightmares away.” He nodded softly and returned to spooning me as I drifted off into sleep his presence making my dreams just a little better.

In the morning we both woke up softly next to one another, Spencer surprisingly kissed me one last time before quietly sneaking out of my room not wanting to hear the relentless teasing of our coworkers. I felt so much better about the case after the comfort from Spencer last night, I just wanted to catch the son of a bitch and make out with Spencer for the rest of my life.

I walked into the conference room this morning with an air of calm. the whole team could tell that something had changed my mood but they didn’t know what so they kept their mouths shut.

Hotch pulled me aside right as everyone left to find the suspect getting their Kevlar vests on just in case it went south.

“Will you be ok?” He questioned in his dad voice mirroring Rossi’s in a perfect rendition.

“I will be if you promise one thing.”

“What?” He asked curiously

“I get to take down the fucker and cuff him” Hotch nodded at my words understanding that something about this case affected me and that this would offer some comfort.

We all pulled up to the dingy warehouse that the suspect owned as it just started to pour again. The roof was so damaged that it seeped through in every room that we cleared. I rounded a corner with jj right next to me, we were down in the basement and the way my hair was standing on end I knew we were close.

We both suddenly heard a scream mixed with a sob of a women and bounded down faster to the source of the noise. I held my gun steady as I braced myself for the sight.

There was a girl around 16 holding a gun shakily in her hands as a tall brute of a man stood behind her with a glock at her temple. The mom was bleeding out cuts on every visible appendage, she looked as if she was about to pass out.

“Keith Portland, drop the weapon” I menacingly growled out as I approached him. Jj made her way over to the mom as I put myself between her and the guns.

“I guess you found me, took you guys long enough. I had to get more brutal so you would notice me.” My weapon faltered in my hands as the photos flashed before my eyes again, on top of this bastard mutilating women he was also an attention whore as well.

“Jj get her out of here!” I shouted as she got the women who was in critical condition untied. The man growled as I took away the object of his rage away from him.

“At least I still have the girl” he smirked out. I glanced towards the shaking teen trying to inspire confidence in my gaze towards her I would get her out of there.

“Drop the weapon or I’ll shoot you”

“Do you really think your quick enough to shoot me before the bullet gets lodged in her brain?” He mocked at me, Derek and Spencer suddenly creeped behind him being sent down by jj.

“No but three of us can take you down faster” Spencer boldly proclaimed

He tightened his grip on the girl trying to regain power. “I won’t go down without a fight!” He shouted almost choking her out, I could see his finger move towards the trigger and I prepared to fire. I wasn’t expecting him to pull the gun away from the girl’s temple as he fired off two rounds towards me.

“No!!” Spencer and Derek screamed as they both shot at the disgusting man known as Keith Portland.

At first I was confused why they were yelling I thought the bullets had missed me, but I suddenly felt a pain in my thigh and shoulder as I fell to the ground along with the unsub.

I slowly started to panic as blood started to pool into my mouth, I must’ve punctured a lung. I felt someone lift up my body into a lap.

“MORGAN-give me something to make a tourniquet with she has a punctured fem-femoral artery-y” Spencer quickly stuttered and shouted at Morgan. Derek shucked his jacked off and gave it to Spencer as they both put pressure on the wounds.

“We have an agent down, repeat we have an agent down I need medics in here right now!” Derek barked into the comms.

I wasn’t really sure what was going on- I couldn’t see anything everything was a blur. All I could focus was on the endless blood that seemed to be flowing out of my mouth and the intense pain that was ripping though me.

I screamed as Spencer tied the tourniquet around my thigh and he came up to cradle my head.

“Your going to be ok Ace, I promise.” He whimpered quietly as he wiped the blood from around my mouth.

I could only gasp as more pressure was placed on my shoulder by the medics that suddenly arrived. I faintly heard the team yelling and arguing in the background as I was loaded onto a stretcher with an oxygen mask over my mouth.

“Spencer stay with me please?” I rasped our at him.

He took my hand gently as we were both lead into the ambulance. “Spencer I love you” I coughed out as I thought this might be the only chance I could get to telling him.

I started to violently cough up blood and the medics started to intubate me, all I could hear was Spencer screaming back that he loved me as my world snapped black.

Pain. That’s all that I could feel, it felt like my whole body was on fire and I couldn’t breathe. I started choking at the intrusion that was in my mouth as I tried to blink open my eyes. The doctors finally took the tube out of my throat, and I gasped for breathe panicking.

“Y/N it’s me it’s Spencer you’re in a hospital you were shot!” He said trying to get me to understand.

I stopped thrashing and slowed my breathing as my eyes finally adjusted to the crisp whiteness of the hospital I was in.

“Hi I’m Dr. Grey” the doctor said gently “ you sustained a GSW to the upper right chest and right leg. Your right lung collapsed and you nicked your femoral artery. You’ve been on morphine and I can give you some more now that your up?” I nodded at her still a little delirious from waking up.

“How-how long was I asleep Spencer?” I said shifting my focus back to him. I got a good look at his short hair that looked as if he had been yanking on it, the purple bags under his eyes that were starting to water again in relief.

“God Y/N it’s been 2 1/2 weeks” he shakily said through blinking tears. “Had me so fucking worried” I snorted at his uncharacteristic swear.

“I have to almost die to get you to swear?” I chuckled out referencing an earlier ongoing argument. He laughed though you could tell his heart wasn’t in it.

“Did you mean what you said?” He questioned gently his hands in a fist together leaning on the bed.

I looked up at him with glossy eyes it all coming back to me, my deathbed confession to Spencer. “Of course I did Spencer” I reached up to stroke his cheek “I’ve loved you for a long time, though lately it has a deeper meaning” I looked at him through my glistening eyes.

We both didn’t need words as he leaned in to softly press his lips against mine.

“I love you” he quietly whispered against my lips

“I love you too” I answered in sincerity, I motioned first him to get up on the bed to cuddle with me. At first he objected but finally relented and spooned me in a similar way to the first night he kissed me. He pressed a soft lingering kiss to my head as I started to giggle.

“What?” He asked incredulously

“I just realized that I jinxed myself with that conversation with Morgan about not getting hurt” I giggled to myself quietly

“That’s not funny” he tried to say seriously staring at me “ok... maybe just a bit” he finally relented.

I started to close my eyes again feeling once again safe in Spencer’s arms. The enveloped warm feeling that I would never get over, even after we got married and had way too many kids all little geniuses of course. Though that was kind of far off. As they both fell into a deep sleep both relieved to be in each others arms again the team rounded the corner after hearing the news that you woke up. They stopped and smiled at the wholesome sight glad that something good came out of the shitty situation.

The End

🙌🏻 I actually did it 🤭

[fixxofvixx]

Stay With Me - Demon Leo AU - Chapter 26

Hello! I am posting this while on my bed...recovering lol. I had to have one of my teeth removed today after my dog, Jinx, decided I didn't need it anymore haha. Note to self: watch out for your dog's wrecking ball of a head when you're playing. He rammed right into my face and the dentist said it would be less painful and less expensive just to remove it. So now I'll look horrific until I can afford to have a replacement. Thank goodness for masks, right? Lol

Anyway, I hope everyone is doing well. I hope you enjoy my writings from the dentist chair haha. Lemme know what you think!💖💖💖

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Every sound that you heard in the forest made your heart stop.  Almost an hour of walking and nothing looked familiar.  

Out of nowhere, you heard a howl.  

The wolves!

You looked around and eventually spotted the dark figure of the alpha emerge from the trees.  He was always too happy to see Leo and visits usually accompanied a few treats.  You started to walk towards him but the low growl warned you not to.

"It's okay buddy.  It's just me.  I'm lost, have you seen Leo?"

Even after you spoke, the growling didn't cease.  If anything, it became more menacing.  Perhaps you were mistaken and this wasn't the alpha.  If it wasn't, you were in trouble.  Backing up slowly, your heart dropped when you heard another growl to your left.  Slowly turning your head you saw another large wolf appear from the trees.  You had never seen this wolf before and a cold fear filled your body.  You took a deep breath and then took off to your right.  You heard the growls and snarls close behind.  You ran for a few feet but the earth beneath your feet was quickly turning to mud.  It was getting more and more difficult to run.  The growls were getting closer and tears poured from your eyes.  You looked behind you to see one of the wolves lunge for you.  You screamed and tried to dodge but the world seemed to tilt.  You were falling now.  You fell for a few seconds but you couldn’t remember there being this high of a cliff in the forest.  

Suddenly, your body hit water.  The wind was knocked from your lungs.  You knew how to swim but try as you might, you kept sinking lower.  Your oxygen was gone and your lungs hurt.  You knew what was going to happen.  You were going to drown.  

ZAP

Just when you were about to give up an electric jolt went through your body.  It felt strange and you opened your eyes.  You couldn’t see anything around you, it was completely dark.  

ZAP

Another jolt traveled throughout your body and this time you could hear a faint voice.  Desperate for help, you kicked and attempted to swim to the surface.  You could see a faint light above you and you tried to move towards it.  It seemed like it was taking forever for you to get to the surface but it always seemed out of reach.  

ZAP

One more jolt and you were gasping for air.  You were instantly cold and now you were coughing.

“Y/N?!  Are you alright?! Can you hear me?!  Say something!”  You heard Leo’s voice but you were so confused.

Opening your eyes, you saw Leo hovering over your face.  You felt cold, hard tiles along your back and you tried to speak but more water sputtered from your lungs.  He helped you to your side to help get some the water out by hitting your back lightly.  Everything that had happened came flooding back to you and you pushed his hand away.  With all the strength you could muster, you began to drag your body away from him.  You still didn’t know what was happening and you didn’t want to take any chances.

“Y/N, what are you doing?  Where are you going?"  He stood up and stepped towards you.  You braced yourself for what this 'Leo' might do.  

In a flash, you were in his bed, dry, and fully clothed.  He sat beside you on the bed and brushed your hair from your face.  

"What happened, my love?" Hearing him call you this instead your name in a cold tone gave you hope that this was your Leo.

"I--" You coughed again and Leo pulled you up to a sitting position.  When you felt like you could speak, your voice was hoarse.  "I need to ask you something."

"Of course, go ahead."

"Where is the clock with the trees?"

"Under my bed in the box where it's been since you used it.  Why?"

"What about the statue of the three animals?"

"You know that isn't here anymore.  What are you talking about?  Did you hit your head on the tub or something?"

"Is my room still there?" You pointed in the direction of your room.

"Why would it be gone?"

"And my parents?"

"Are in the Underworld with Ravi.  Will you please tell me what is going on?"

Through half-choked tears, you explained everything that had happened.  His rejection, the wolves, and drowning.  

"I went into the bathroom to check on you because it had been a long time.  When I got in there, you were under the water.  It was strange, though.  When I got you out of the water and on the floor, you were so still but breathing.  You had taken in some water but it didn't affect your breathing.  I couldn't wake you up.  I decided to try sending some electric current through your body and finally you opened your eyes.  It was until then that you started choking on the water." 

You absorbed what he was telling you but what you had seen seemed so real that you were afraid that this was another trick on your mind.

"What about the wolves?"

"What about them?"

"They were chasing me, trying to kill me.  I couldn't find Gomi's cave or the waterfall we went to.  While I was running from the wolves, I fell in the water."

"You've been here the whole time, my love.  You never left the house.  It was only a dream.  The wolves love you, they would never do that."

"Perhaps…"

"I'm sure of it.  We can go see the tomorrow, okay?  But you should also know me.   I would never in a million years tell you to leave.  You've had too much on your mind." Leo's hand smoothed down your now dry hair.  The feeling was comforting and you were thankful that everything was just a dream.  Desperate to have him close, you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards you.

He understood what you wanted and climbed into the bed next to you.  You turned towards him and curled your hand against his cheek.  He didn't move, letting you do what you wanted to calm your heart.  Leaning forward, you placed your lips over his for a moment.  He kissed you back but let you set the pace.  You leaned your head back and smiled.

"You know, when I thought you really wanted me to leave and not see each other for a while, my heart almost stopped.  I had no idea where to go or what to do.  I was afraid that your mother would convince you to go with her."

"That would never happen, y/n.  As long as I'm alive, I want you next to me.  I know my mother is lying about the child.  I swear I will never ask you to leave my side."  He kissed you this time and you could feel his promise.  Even so, you wanted more.  You needed to feel him next to you in every way.  When he broke the kiss you wrapped your hand around his neck to keep him from going far.

"I want more."

"More?  I already promised.  You don't believe me?"

"Not that….I want more of what came after the promise."  Realization dawned on his face and a sinister grin appeared on his face.

"Ah...hmmm...how much more are we talking?  I need specifics in order to fulfill your wishes completely, you know?  Would you care to elaborate?"

You rolled your eyes and moved until you were sitting across his waist.  You leaned down until just an inch or two separated your lips.

"Take my clothes off and make love to me.  I want my body to be completely jelly by the morning.  Is that specific enough?"

Suddenly, Leo's hair went wild and black smoke crept into your peripheral vision.  The smoke curled around your wrists as Leo flipped you back on the bed.  Unable to move your arms, you were now at his mercy.  Leo's eyes shone in the darkness but held a sinister glint.  

"You've gotten yourself in trouble, y/n.  I hope you're prepared to scream."

[fanfalc-616]

The Rights Of A Nindroid

Chapter Fifteen

(Prevoius Chapter Here)

(Discord Here)

Been a while since I’ve posted, sorry about that-

I’m supposed to be in school rn lol

When finally taken back to the lockers, after thirty exhausting hours, Cryptor feels as though he’s on the verge of a forced shutdown.

The damn brat had switched out with someone else, claiming something about an internship. And that had at least meant that the one hurting him no longer had a personal vendetta, but it was still painful.

Cryptor hates how close he had come to actually asking them to hurt Zane instead, but he didn’t. Though judging by the way the other looks when the two of them are put in the locker, they hurt him anyway.

DID THEY GIVE YOU A CHOICE TOO?

Zane doesn’t answer for a moment, likely out of surprise or maybe exhaustion.

I DIDNT GIVE IN

Cryptor snorts. Of course he didn’t. He’s a self-sacrificing dumbass, and it had been that knowledge that had allowed Cryptor to hang on himself.

HOW LONG A BREAK DO YOU THINK WELL GET?

It’s a morbid game, really, but the two of them had taken to guessing how long they would get before dragged out for testing or torture.

AT LEAST SIX HOURS WE WERE THERE FOR OVER A DAY

Mulls over the words, Cryptor considers the idea. Zane’s probably right, but he feels like arguing.

OR THEYLL WANT TO BEAT IT INTO US WITH A SHORTER ONE

There’s a pause, and Cryptor takes a moment to hate himself. Yes, start an argument with his one friend, that’s a wonderful idea.

IS SOMEONE HAVING A BAD DAY?

Cryptor snorts. Good, Zane can tell when he’s only pretending to argue. Probably picked that up from his teammates.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

The friendly banter continues for a while, but Cryptor can eventually feel himself shutting down from exhaustion.

He taps out a goodbye and a quick explanation before falling asleep, hoping- but not expecting- that they’ll get today off.

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Jay is starting to lose his grip.

Kai had gotten himself under house arrest by breaking into the government building- which he neglected to tell them the location of before doing so- and since they live on the Bounty, they’re stuck grounded so that the police can make sure that Kai’s not leaving.

Also he’s been sulking the whole time.

It’s already been almost two months, but he still has another four left, and everyone on the ship is going crazy from it.

“I am this close to renting a hotel until his house arrest is over.” Nya holds up her hand so that her pointer finger and thumb are almost touching.

Cole sighs, shaking his head. “I’d join you, but at this point I’m scared of leaving him unsupervised.”

Jay laughs a little. “Honestly, what could he do that’s worse than what he’s already done?”

The two immediately snap over to looking at him.

“Are you trying to jinx it?!” Cole groans. “You know full well how crazy he can get when it comes to protecting us.”

Wincing, Jay accepts the point. “That’s fair. But I doubt he would-“

Lloyd comes running into the room. “Kai left the ship. He tied his house arrest bracelet to the roomba so it would move, and I don’t know where he went.”

Jay blinks. “I stand corrected.”

Then they’re all scrambling to their feet, rushing off to try and find the dumbass hot head that is Kai.

Cole runs outside, probably off to go look at his usual hiding places- he’s run off before, but never under house arrest.

Nya goes to her computer, most likely going to try and track his phone- that’s her usual go-to for when one of them goes off to do something stupid.

He’s not entirely sure where Lloyd’s going, but he probably has some kind of plan.

But before Jay has the chance to come up with his own, his BorgPhone rings with a number that he doesn’t recognize.

A flash of fear takes over him. Oh, Kai better not have gotten captured. What happens if he has? They might hurt him, he might go to prison, he could get into all kinds of trouble!

With shaky hands, Jay hits accept and holds the phone up to his ear.

“Hey, this is Jay Walker. Who is this and how have I ruined your life?” Somehow, he manages to keep his voice from shaking.

“It’s more of your boyfriend who’s doing that.” Sentry grumbles. “I found Kai sneaking into Borg Tower- he was trying to find more hints of ways to rescue Zane. Please come and get him before he gets caught- I shoved him in a back room to keep people from finding him, but he’ll probably find a way out pretty soon.”

Jay curses softly. “Of course he did. Okay, I’m on my way.” He starts to head out even as he speaks, silently complaining about how reckless his boyfriend can be. He loves him, he really does, but sometimes- like now- he really wants to slap him.

It takes him around fifteen minutes to make it to Borg Tower, and when he steps inside, Sentry is standing right next to the door.

“He escapes from the room, so I put him in the timeout corner. He’s handcuffed to the wall, but I’m pretty sure that-“

Jay blinks a few times. “Wh- why do you have a timeout corner? And why does it have handcuffs?”

Sighing, Sentry shakes his head. “The white nindroids were created recently and are pretty immature,” he explains, “so a timeout is a pretty effective way to get them to behave. The handcuffs are for when they still don’t listen- now come on, we should hurry before he finds a way out.”

So Jay lets the nindroid lead him through the tower, trying to stop the way he’s nervously jittering. It- it’ll be fine, it’ll be totally and completely fi-

They come into a back room where Kai is in a chair and in handcuffs that are attached to the wall, forcing his hands above his head.

Jay glances over at Sentry. “Uh-“

“We have two timeout corners. This one is for the nindroids who cause trouble repeatedly. Or in this case, the ninja who does that.” He glares at Kai, but the red ninja looks utterly unapologetic.

“I need to rescue Zane. And you didn’t have to call someone to pick me up, I’m not some child in a school’s principal’s office.” Kai huffs, shifting in his bonds.

Jay starts to try and tell him that he’s totally acting like he’s just got his parents called in an office, but Sentry shakes his head, and speaks up.

“There’s a back door you can take him out so that he doesn’t get caught, but keep a better handle on him next time. We really don’t need him getting an actual prison sentence.”

Glancing at his boyfriend, Jay thinks for a moment, trying to figure out if he’d actually be able to get Kai out of here without being seen.

“I’m going to call Cole,” he decides, “he’ll be able to carry him out of here.”

“I can walk!” Kai protests, looking betrayed. “I don’t need to be carried-“

Sentry nods. “Probably a good idea. He might put up a fight on the way out.”

“I can hear you, you know! I’m right here.” Kai sounds annoyed and frustrated, and Jay sighs, feeling himself cave a little.

“It’s okay, Fire-Hazard. I’ll talk Nya out of murdering you, so long as you promise to actually stay on the ship this time.”

At his words, Kai pales a little. It’s clear he hadn’t thought about how his sister would react to him running off.

“I’ll behave.” He grumbles, clearly unhappy about it. “But I can’t just do nothing.”

With a start, Jay realizes that he’s right. The reason that he keeps doing stupid things is because he needs to be doing something to help- if he doesn’t, he’s going to feel like he’s failing Zane.

So they need to come up with something that he could work on, some way he could get them closer to freeing him.

Maybe if he was working on part of the plan…

Jay looks over at Sentry. “We’re looking for legal loopholes right now, right? Could he help you try and find some? From the computer on the ship, I mean.”

Kai perks up a little, and Sentry looks like he’s considering the idea.

“Will that keep him out of trouble?” He sounds hesitant, but Jay quickly nods.

“He just wants to help, give him a way to do that and he’ll be fine.”

The nindroid looks over at Kai. “Is he seriously going to be able to look through legal documents for longer than thirty seconds?” He sounds unamused, but he pauses again when he sees Kai’s determined expression.

“I looked through a ton of them to break in. I’ll do whatever it takes to get him out.”

After hesitating for only a moment longer, Sentry nods. “Alright,” he agrees, “I’ll send over some I haven’t gotten to yet.”

So Jay ends up only calling Cole so that he can let the others know that Jay found him, and Kai actually walks back without putting up a fuss.

It takes a bit of work to get him on the ship stealthily enough so that any potential cameras couldn’t see, but they manage it.

However, when they step onto the bridge, the three others look annoyed beyond belief.

After a pause, Kai chuckles nervously. “On a scale of one to ten, how much trouble am I in?”

“Eleven.” Nya’s smile expresses anything but happiness, and Cole and Lloyd look only slightly less upset.

Somehow, Jay manages to uphold his promise, talking Nya out of giving Kai some five hour lecture that would probably make him regret existing.

Lloyd grabs Stabby and re-attaches the house arrest bracelet, and it’s not long after that the red ninja is in front of the computer, having about seven files open that he’s comparing and researching.

Later, Cole comes up to him. “The research thing was good thinking; it’ll keep him distracted while still allowing him to help.”

Jay flashes him a smile. “What can I say? I actually have good ideas sometimes.”

Cole smirks. “That’s debatable.”

“You literally just told me that I had a good idea.” Jay reminds with his own grin.

With an overly thoughtful expression, Cole strokes his chin. “Did I? I don’t remember that.”

“Wow, and here I was with the idea that elephants never forget.” Jay snarks back, barely containing his snickers.

Mock gasping, Cole puts a hand over his chest. But as he starts to teasingly reply, his smile fades, and he looks down.

“... Zane loved mock arguments.” He murmurs softly, pain suddenly written on his face.

Jay feels his own cheerfulness drain a little. “It took a while to teach him how, but he got pretty good at them.” He quietly agrees as he remembers the difficulty Zane had used to have with humor.

“He got pretty good at them though.” Cole’s smile is more pained now, but it’s there.

With a soft chuckle, Jay nods. “Absolutely trashed us with them.”

But then the emotions are over taking him, and Jay feels himself shaking at the thought of his titanium boyfriend. Who knows what they’re doing to him, from Kai’s recount they’ve been outright torturing him, he-

Cole puts a hand on his shoulder. “It’ll be okay.” He speaks softly, and his voice is uncertain, as though he’s not really sure of himself, even though it sounds like he’s trying to keep it steady.

Jay nods weakly, feeling tears burn at the back of his eyes. “It’ll be okay.” He repeats softly, desperately trying to believe the words.

In the end, Cole has to coax both him and Kai into bed with gentle reassurances and promises that he sounds slightly unsure of, but at this point, Jay’s too desperate to think about how he might be wrong.

He just wants Zane back… is that really too much to ask for?

Apparently, because it doesn’t seem that they’ll be getting him back anytime soon.

That night, even when cuddled in the arms of his other boyfriends, he cries himself to sleep.

Zane will be okay. He has to be okay.

Jay won’t be able to take it if he’s not.

[diamondcamefromhell]

Storm

A/N: i’m aliveee bitches! needless to say these past few... weeks? have been rough, due to the virus, I also work at a grocery store so that didnt help either, but i know we all need an escape from this mess and a moment to breathe, so i wrote this little fic. the storm is kinda symbolic, i guess, but make it whatever you will. just know you are not alone, you are supported and its okay to be afraid or anxious. i love you.

also, i dont know if i will post more again or if this is a one off thing, but i will try. and me trying is good enough.

Summary: Jaskier and Y/N have had a sexual relationship for a while, but both of them hope it could become something more. after a big storm hits the pair, emotions and tensions run high.

Warnings: just good ol’ swearing

Word count: 1,788

The clouds gathered above them as her hand gripped the reigns tighter. Anxiety washer over her body as she petted the hazelnut mare with her free hand, trying to calm down the horse; and it turn herself. Thunder rumbled somewhere far away, but she knew it was getting closer.

As if to confirm, the wind picked up, messing up her hair as the horse anxiously neighed.

“It’s okay Roach.” The girl muttered, not feeing the stares bard was throwing her way.

Jaskier, Y/N and Geralt have travelled together for a few weeks now. The bard and the girl have been together, although they never made it official. It was mostly ways to spend the night, instead of being alone.

That awkwardness of it just being sexual stopped the guy from approaching Y/N now, even if he felt her anxiety and wished he was brave enough to ease that burden. But all he did was grip his lute tighter, staring into the woods, wondering what’s taking their witcher friend so long.

The thunder shook the sky again, making Y/N jump, letting go of the reigns. Roach nudged the girl, as if to calm her down as Jaskier sighed.

“It’s just a storm.” He finally spoke, not seeing the glare young woman threw over her shoulder.

“You don’t need to tell me that.” She responded harshly, turning around and looking at Jaskier, who held his ground, meeting the girls gaze. “I’m not scared.”

“You sure look scared.” He mumbled.

“Jaskier.” Y/N warned, crossing her arms over her chest. Her tone made Jask roll his eyes and smirk.

“All I am saying is that it’s okay to be scared.” Before he could finish, the girl put her finger up.

“You told me that it’s just a storm, not this tale you’re telling now.” She gave a quick fake smile, as it happened again, thunder rumbling above them, making the girl flinch ever so little.

“It’s okay.” Jaskier softened his tone, stepping forward and landing his free hand on her shoulder. “Don’t be so scared. It’s just a little rain, nothing compared to the monsters you faced before.”

“I told you bard,” she mumbled, stepping back and slipping away from his hand, “I’m not scared.”

“Alright, alright.” He lifted his hands up in defeat.

They stared at each other as tension began to calm down, making them both break a smile. Jaskier dropped to the ground and Y/N followed suit, sitting close by as the wind messed up their hair. The clouds made the evening darken even more and they both could smell rain; it was coming their way.

Geralt was still in a cave, fighting who knows what. They were just waiting, following his order. Part of Jaskier wished their friend was here, Y/N always acted though around him, so she probably wouldn’t even show her fear in front of him.

The other, much bigger part, however, was glad they were alone and she was allowing herself to be more vulnerable with him. It made him have a slither of hope that their passion could turn into something more.

Y/N was staring at the young bard, wondering what he was thinking about. She hated how she couldn’t hide her anxiety, not in front of him. She told herself that all he is its just a stupid womanizer who will shatter her heart as soon as a pretty lady walks by.

She had to keep her walls high so he wouldn’t shatter her entire kingdom.

“You know,” Jaskier spoke, looking at the girl, noticing how pretty she looks when wind messes with her hair, “I used to hate storms.”

“Why is that?” Y/N asked, although she didn’t really care, or believe him, for that matter. She felt like he was trying to make her feel better about her own worries.

“It holds such power of destruction, and we are so weak against it.” Jaskier leans back, resting on his elbows, closing his eyes, listening to the wind whistle. “Not even Geralt could fight off a storm.”

“Thanks.” Y/N muttered as a chill creeped up her spine. The bard shot his eyes open, grinning.

“But.” He spoke again, as the girl gazed ahead. “Why fear what we cannot control.”

“Because common sense?” She scoffed, rolling her eyes at the bard.

“Our fear wont stop it from happening. It will come at take what it wants.” Jaskier shruged, sitting upright, reaching towards Y/N with his hand, landing it on her knee. “But it never takes everything. I learnt to cherish what it leaves behind. There is beauty in a mess.”

“How poetic.” Y/N grinned, glancing at the bard. “There is no beauty in pain.”

“There is no life in fear.” He argued back, squeezing her knee. “People fear too many things. Storms, death… love.”

“Love?” Girl grimaced at the last point looking at Jaskier. She herself feared love, not that she would ever admit it. It didn’t cross her mind that it was common fear.

“Love is a beautiful mess.” Jaskier claimed, scooting closer to Y/N as thunder grew louder. The girl shook her head as his hand went from her knee to around her waist.

“Who would want love if it’s a mess.” She mumbled, leaning against Jaskier chest, shielding herself from the wind that has intensified now.

“Because it’s beautiful.” Jaskier says again.

“Right.”

The silence settles between them for a bit. It is comfortable as Y/N focuses on his heartbeat, trying to drown out the thunder, but it fails as the storm get’s closer and a few raindrops fall on them.

Roach anxiously kicks the dirt as the pair sits upright. There is no shelter nearby, but neither of them wanted to get soaked. The only place they could go was the cave Geralt was in, and the witcher made it clear that he will kill them if they go in.

With Y/N taking Roaches reigns in her hands, they headed towards it anyways. They argued that they wont go in deep, just to avoid the rain. Just as they got near the entrance, the wind has picked up even more, unforgivingly throwing rain in their face.

They rushed in, already pretty soaked, even guiding the horse in. She didn’t like caves, but rain probably bothered the mare more, as she didn’t hesitate or show any restraint against the shelter it provided.

The humans dropped to their feet, both shaking a little from the cold. The wind whizzed around them as thunder seemed to shake the ground. With each hit, Y/N grew more and more anxious and it became pretty obvious that she as, in fact, scared.

Jaskier crawled closer to the girl, wrapping his hands around her and pulling her shaking body closer to himself, trying to calm her down.

“We will be fine.” He promised, although the thundering made him uneasy too.

They sat there, silently, holding onto each other, praying for the storm to pass. But it seemed to mock them, thundering louder and louder, lighting blinding them every few seconds, scaring Roach and in turn them too.

It felt like the world was about to end, as the walls rumbled.

“This fucking cave will fall on us.” Y/N said, with her eyes closer, gripping onto Jaskier, who anxiously glanced around.

“Don’t be silly.” He finally managed to respond, making sure his voice doesn’t shake.

“We will die.” Y/N voice broke, as she gripped the boy tighter, who’s hands in turn hugged her more too.

“We will not.” This time he didn’t need to try, he was sure of it. His voice didn’t even waver, as Y/N pulled back, looking at the bard.

“Not all storms pass.” Her voice shook this time, as they locked eyes. “Maybe we’ll become a beautiful mess.”

“We’re already a mess.” Jaskier tried to joke, but the lighting lit up their faces, and neither could hide the fear in their eyes. “We will be fine.”

“If we’re not…” Before Y/N could finish, Jaskier shook his head.

“Save it.” Tears escaped the girls eyes, as she pulled him closer.

“We’re a beautiful mess, Jaskier.” She whispered in his ear, making himself tear up too.

Roach neighs anxiously as other strike of lighting and thunder shakes the cave walls. There is a moment of silence and the pair pull away from each other.

The thunder doesn’t come back. Neither does the lighting.

They can still hear the rain violently hitting the ground, they can hear the wind whistle. But the walls stopped shaking.

“Did it…” Y/N stops, too scared to jinx it. Fear wraps around her body as both of them hold their breath for a moment.

“It passed.” Jaskier finally says, standing up. His knees shake a little as he goes to the outside. Thunder rumbles again, but it’s further away. He sees the lighting strike again too, but it’s moving away.

“We lived.” Y/N says in disbelief, standing up. They both stare at the lighting as it moves away from them. Overwhelmed with emotions, the girl runs outside as the rain drenches her, her laughs echo.

“The storm passed.” Jaskier also doesn’t hide his joy, rushing outside into the rain, as it showers them both, but neither of them care. Not anymore.

And in that moment, with both of them wet from head to toe, with wind violently punching them, Y/N understood. This was a beautiful mess. This was what the storm left them. This was the moment they could breathe again.

She looks at the bard now, who’s grey eyes remind her of the storm clouds. Y/N thinks about his hand on her waist, pulling her in, holding her as she shook from fear. Their eyes meet now, no fear in sight, and her heart beats faster.

“Jaskier.” She calls out, as the bard comes closer to her.

“Y/N.” He says, smile paining across his lips.

“What I wanted to tell you, is that well.”  She clears her throat, smiling softly. “I am scared of love.”

“Okay.” His face grows more serious, as he takes her hands in his, but before he can say anything, the girl continues.

“But if you hold me… maybe I wont be afraid anymore.” She shakes her head. “No. I know I wont be afraid anymore.”

“So you are saying…” Y/N rolls her eyes, landing her hand on Jaskier neck pulling him for a kiss.

“What I am saying is, I want you to hold me not only at night, Jaskier.” She whispers. “I want you to hold me and never let go. That way, I wont have to fear anything.”

“Being afraid is okay.” He whispers back, however pulling her closer.

“I know poet.” Jaskier grins at her words. “But I’d rather face it with you.”

[minervahopebeyond]

Blood Daffodils.

THIS IS FINALLY HAPPENING! I’m so happy to be posting this chapter👏🏻 Please let me know what you thought of it! In my head it all made sense but let’s see what you think! I’ll be replying to the comments so feel free to leave me all your gorgeous theories there!! ✨Ps. I’ve checked but I’m sorry if you find any errors in this one.

Chapter 16: Ally. (Part 1/2)

Harry looked at Draco one last time. The way that his hair rested on the pillow, all messy and shiny in the middle of the darkness of the room. His beautiful stormy eyes were closed. His chest rose with every breath he took in. The smell of the flowers floated around the room...

Fuck, he was going to hate him so much for this... Especially after last night.

If he focused enough, he could still feel Draco’s hands on his body... He could still taste his skin on his lips, he even could smell his scent on him: Daffodils, sweat, and his posh cologne.

Harry could replay in his head every single detail about last night, even how his tongue burned from the need to tell him that he loved him.

He loved Draco so much... that was why he had to leave... He didn’t want to, though. Every fiber in his body was telling him to stay were he was, to not move even an inch further from the blond. Harry was so needy that it made him want to barf sometimes.

Hermione whispered his name, snapping him out of his thoughts, the small bag already in her hand and Ron right behind her.

He sighed and turned to look at the boy again. He wanted to kiss him so bad, he just feared that he was going to wake him up if he did. Leaving was so much harder now... So fucking painful.

He silently prayed that this would not be the last time that they saw each other, that he would come home to him, before turning around to meet his friends. He tried to keep it together but from time to time his eyes started to burn, the tears threatening to come out.

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Apparating to a place that neither of them knew or ever saw was risky, at the least. The only information they had were the few details that Draco had told them, and a rough idea about where it was... The blond boy had pointed its location on his map, in a very secluded part of Wiltshire. That was it, that was the only thing they knew. That and that it had twenty bedrooms, two attics, the cellars and white peacocks.

Nonetheless, they managed to not splinch themselves and die in the process, so yeah, point for them.

“Now how the fuck do we get in?”

“Eloquent, Ronald.”

The magic surrounding the Manor was as dark as it could be. This place was warded, definetely, and in the worst kind of way. Considering that Draco was the one who helped ward their home while suggesting to add some traps to it, and that the blond boy learned everything he knew about dark magic in this very same place... They couldn’t be as daft as to try to break in.

“We wait, we are fairly far away from the entrance to not be seen and we can use the cloak just in case.”

His best friends just nodded and followed him to hide behind some bushes that were near their apparation point.

“The ferret is going to kill us, you know?” The redhead said with a defeated voice.

“Ron, don’t take this the wrong way, but I really don’t want to talk about Malfoy.”

He couldn’t, because thinking about him only took him to his grey stormy eyes looking at right at him before calling him beautiful, to them being so close that Harry wasn’t sure where did he ended and Draco began. It made him think about all the things he still wanted to live with him, and wouldn’t get to do, it made him want to cry right there and then. And he couldn’t, not now.

Harry would probably die today, but it was going to be worth it because Ron, Hermione and Draco could finish this. Draco wouldn’t even hesite to cast the killing curse if he had to, if it were Voldemort... Harry wasn’t so sure that he could do that, killing someone.

They waited for a while, the lights were starting to touch the sky, if it got any clearer they would need to snuggle under the cloak.

They stayed in silence for a while, Hermione kind of sent worried looks his way, and Harry made an effort to ignore them. He wanted to enter the Manor already, just so he could have his mind occupied in something other than imagining Draco waking up and realizing that they left him behind. Or his dad and Padfoot. Fuck.

Harry snaped out of his own thoughts when he heard the crack of apparation right beside them. He covered with the cloak as fast as he could and the three of them with their wands at the ready, they stared at the dark figure standing a few meters away from them.

The man didn’t seem to find anything, looking frantic to his surroundings.

“If you are there: speak. Now.”

It was Nott. Draco’s face appeared in his mind. He could talk to him, maybe they could go back, and fuck the bloody horcrux, he could give this to Malfoy. He could bring them back together again. He could save him. That was why he was doing this after all, wasn’t it?

Hermione grabbed his arm, digging her nails on it. He turned to look at her and she was mouthing ‘No, Harry’.

The brunette walked right by them, looking around, now more patiently. They couldn’t move, if they did, they would be heard.

Suddenly, the boy stood right in front of them. Harry knew they were screwed even before Nott pulled the cloak off of them.

“Stupefy.” Ron casted and the brunette fell to the floor.

“Quick thinking.”

“Thanks, Mione.”

“Enervate”

Harry casted the spell once they had placed Nott in a hidden part of the forest, warding the place and binding the boy, too.

The brunette opened his eyes, lazily, still lost after being stupified.

“Oh, great.” His voice came out hoarse.

“Start talking, Nott.” Harry said, spitting out his last name.

“Draco”

Harry put his wand between his eyes.

“Don’t say his name, you fucking coward.” He didn’t deserve it. He had him and he left him. For what? What was so important? <cite>Harry would never,</cite> one fucking word out of Draco’s mouth, one request, and he would do whatever he asked. That was why he didn’t tell Malfoy this whole thing about them leaving, he knew that if he asked him to stay he would... And now this ungrateful bastard was asking for him, saying his name.

It was Ron who pushed him back and made him lower his wand, glaring at him before answering to the boy.

“He is alive. That’s all you get. How did you know we were there?”

“Luna.” The brunette tried to clear his throat. “I have a two-way mirror on my pocket,you can check if you want, she said that you were close.”

It was Ron who searched for the mirror, suspiciously, his eyes narrowed. He took it and showed it to them. A small pocket mirror, very similar to the one that Hermione used to carry in her purse. His friend opened it and widened his eyes, surprised.

“He is telling the truth, Luna is there.” Nott hissed his response.

“Close it! If it’s open they can hear it over there.” The redhead seemed startled but obliged almost instantly. The brunette sighed in relief. “You have to wait for her to talk to you to use it... There could be people guarding her, she waits until she is alone to send a message.”

Harry frowned, trying to process the information.

“How did she know?” Hermione spoke clearly.

The corners of Nott’s mouth moved upwards, almost like he was smiling, before shrugging in response.

“I don’t know, it’s Lovegood that we are talking about here. Something about Potter’s aura upsetting the Wrackspurts.”

So they were friends now? Luna was somehow captive at the Manor and talked to Nott just because?

“I’m going to take a wild guess and say that you need to get inside.”

“We don’t have to tell you anything.” Harry replied harshly.

“Mate, shut the fuck up.” Then, Ron turned to the brunette again. “Can you get us in?”

Nott raised his eyebrow, looking defiantly at them. After a few moments he sighed and muttered a curse.

“Yes, but I have conditions.”

Harry was already raising his wand to cast a stinging jinx on him, but Hermione sent a glare his way.

“Calm down, stop acting like a child.” She said with a severe tone. “Tell us your conditions, Theodore.”

“First: I want more information about Draco. Second: you take Lovegood with you.”

“Why are you so interested in Luna, Nott?” He asked, wary.

“Why the hell do you care, Potter?”

Harry cared because, if Nott had suddenly moved on from Draco, it was going to be a problem. First of all, because if Malfoy died he would cast another Sectumsempra on the brunette, without even feeling sorry about it. And he also cared because it all seemed pretty weird and not in a good way. Like a trap.

“Stop, both of you. It’s like watching a muggle soap-opera.”

“Granger, not to be rude, but I’m not getting the analogy.” Nott replied and Ron chuckled.

“It means that you two look like medieval arseholes, fighting over your damsel in distress.”

“Don’t call the ferret that, he could kill you.”

“Draco isn’t here right now, if he were he would have put these two back in their places.”

The brunette snorted and smirked a little.

“Can’t argue with that. Draco has gift.”

Harry was seeing red. He wanted to smack that smug smile right off his stupid face. He didn’t deserve to be thinking of Malfoy in any way, but much less, in that way. Not if he didn’t plan to run away with them. Not if he was planning on abandoning the blond boy again.

And, now, Harry understood what he was talking about. How it felt to be near him in that way. How sweet and passionate Draco was... And that was just how he was with Harry. The awful pang of jealousy felt like it was digging a hole in his stomach. ‘Imagine how he was with him... All those nights that you watched the map and they were sharing Nott’s bed. Just like he shares yours. Did he whisper that he loved him as he came? Because that is something that he didn’t say to you...’

If Draco was so sweet and passionate with him, imagine how he was with Nott... And this piece of scum was making jokes about it, jokes about the one thing that Harry craved more than anything in his life. He wanted to strangle him.

“I think your friend is having a stroke over there, Weasley.”

“Keep talking, I dare you.” Harry snarled at him, and the hazel-eyed didn’t even blink.

“What? You want details? Okay, I have plenty. There was this time wher-“

But he was cut short by Harry throwing himself on him and knocking him to the ground. He didn’t even got to really hit him because Ron was pulling him back, grabbing him by the shoulders, and Mione helped Nott to sit again.

“Let go of me! I’m going to kill him!” He yelled as he struggled to free himself from Ron’s arms.

“Mate, bloody hell, he is fucking with you, making you mad on purpose.”

“Both of you, stop it. I’m not saying it again. Theodore, we need to get in, that’s all you need to know. Bellatrix is staying there, right?” The boy just nodded. “Help us then, once we are in, we tell you about Draco, okay? And of course we’ll take Luna.”

“Fine. Do you have polyjuice?” Hermione nodded enthusiastically. She had brewed a lot of if with Draco over the summer, following their ‘just in case’ list of potions. “Great, there is a meeting in a few hours,I’ll wait here with you and we’ll choose who are you going to polyjuice. They trust the wards too much, so they are not going to ask a lot of questions.”

“You really thought this through, didn’t you?” Ron asked him a little amused. “What about you? Wouldn’t it be suspicious if you stayed here for so many hours?”

“My father can not really tell if I’m there or not anymore, so no.”

“Why...?” The boy shrugged.

“ He is really old and Bellatrix thought that it would be fun to cast a little cruciatus on him... something had gone wrong and it was his punishment, we all face it eventually. But because of his age...it was worst.”

He seemed so unaffected, a little bored to tell the story, but Harry knew that there was more to it. Draco had told him that Nott was different with pain, that he handled it by not giving it much importance, until it crushed him, just like it had happen in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom...

Fuck. Maybe this coward didn’t deserve it but Draco still loved him. And Harry loved Draco, so...

“Release him, Mione.” Harry spoke with a commanding tone.

“He could escape-“

“He is not going to.” Then he turned to look at Nott. “Are you?”

“No, Potter.”

“See?”

[alindakb]

Letters to my Parents - 24 June 1995 - by Alinda

24 June 1995

Dear Mr and Mrs Potter,

Don’t be alarmed that I’m the one writing to you today. Harry is sound asleep and he needs his rest, but I know he would love that you were informed on all that happened today. The final task was today and we finally know why Harry’s name was put into the Goblet of Fire, and why he had to participate in the tournament. But for you to understand, I think I need to start where Harry left off.

After we visited Headmaster Dumbledore because of Harry’s dream, we focused on preparing Harry for the final task of this dammed tournament. Hermione and I spend most of our time of teaching Harry spells that could help him. We made sure he was able to cast the Impediment Jinx, the Reductor curse, the Four Point spell and a proper Shield charm. Professor Snape was so kind to let us use an empty classroom in the dungeons for practice. And from time to time he would come to help. He would then practice with Harry so Hermione and I could study for our exams. He would tell us that helping Harry was no excuse to slack off on our studying and to lose our top positions in our year.

Harry received daily letters from Sirius and he wrote to him often to assure him that he was fine and he was preparing well for the task. You can be proud of your friend, he is a good Godfather for Harry now that he’s free and cleared off all the ridiculous charges they pinned on him. He worries as much about Harry as I do. And no matter how many times Harry assured him he was sticking to school rules and was making sure he was keeping save, the man would remind Harry to do so in every letter.

Hermione and Ron joined us for breakfast this morning, as Hermione wanted to go over some more spells with Harry that might be useful for him during the task. Only we never got around to that. When the morning post arrived, Harry received another letter from Sirius, wishing him good luck and informing him that he will be visiting him today before the task. Harry was excited about that until Hermione spit out her pumpkin juice when she read the headline of the Daily Prophet. She tried to hide the paper, but I stole it from her. Pansy and Theo were snickering over their copy and I wanted to know what it was now.

You will never believe it, but Rita Seeker has published another rubbish story. According to her Harry is ‘Disturbed and Dangerous’. And only because he is friends with Were-wolfs and Giants (even though Hagrid is only half-giant and the friendliest man I know) and speaks Parseltongue. It turns out that Theo has been speaking to the press. He also told her all about how Harry had collapsed in class and that his scars hurt from time to time. Apparently, all this concludes to that Harry will do anything to get power and is therefore dangerous. It’s a joke that people believe this. You know just as well as me that Harry doesn’t crave power and is the kindest person in this world. There is nothing dangerous about him. And I was so proud of him that he didn’t get angry about the article but just brushed it off as nonsense and didn’t let it distract him from the task he had to do today.

It was then that Hermione went into her crazy ‘I’m too smart for my own good’ mode, said something about thinking she knows how Rita does it and then rushed off to the library. I think she finally figured out how Rita comes by her information and I’m sure she will explain it to us soon, when Harry is allowed visitors. We’re at the hospital wing now, but Harry is okay. He’s not hurt, just exhausted.

After breakfast, we all had to go to our History of Magic exam, while Harry got to see his family. We (Hermione, Blaise, Luna, Greg, Daphne, Millicent and I) joined them during lunch. Harry wanted to know how I did on the exam. He still hates that he doesn’t have to sit any of them and has all this free time while we have to cram and study and take tests. I get that he finds it unfair that competing in the Tri-Wizard tournament gives him a free pass this year, but it’s not like he hasn’t been studying just as hard as we did.

We only had a short time to talk in private before I had to go rush off to my next exam. Sirius brought professor Lupin and Tonks along and Harry said he was a bit worried about Sirius. Something about Sirius glancing at Lupin and Tonks all the time. Harry says Lupin and Tonks are getting along, as in maybe more than just in a friendly way. That must be hard for Sirius, as it’s clear that he’s still in love with professor Lupin, even after all these years.

There was a big feast for dinner and we all laughed about how much Sirius eats. Professor Lupin told us he’s always been like that. Daphne joked that he was just like Ron, who also eats more than should be humanly possible. All others enjoyed the feast, but it was clear that Harry was getting nervous and he eat practically nothing. I wanted to tell him that he needed to eat, only I was struggling myself to finish the food on my plate. I had a bad feeling about it all (which were grounded as it turns out, but everyone told me not to worry, so I tried not to).

When Harry had to leave for the task I kissed him goodbye. Blaise joked that Harry would be back and that I didn’t have to kiss him like he was walking towards his death. Sirius smacked him on the head for that and everyone laughed about it. Only the remark had already done its damage. I couldn’t get the sight of Harry, pale and lifeless out of my mind, the memory of two years ago, when I found him on that bathroom floor making its way to the surface. And I know Harry was thinking about the same. He whispered that he would be okay, that he won’t ever leave me and then kissed me again.

I watched him walk out of the Great Hall with a tear stuck in my eye. Sirius placed an arm around my shoulders and told me to have a little faith in Harry, that he was more than capable to take care of himself. And then he said that he was also worried.

Watching the task was hell. We couldn’t see a thing. It was dark and the hedges of the maze were so high we couldn’t see what was going on. I started to bite my nails until Daphne pulled them out of my mouth and took a hold on my hand. They were all so optimistic, so sure Harry would win and that it would all be over soon. I love how much faith they have in Harry, and they were right of course. Harry won. We only wish it hadn’t been at the price it came with.

Sometime in we could hear Fleur scream before all went quiet again. I squeezed Daphne’s hand and she told me not to worry, that it wasn’t Harry that screamed, that he was fine. And even though I could feel through our connection that Harry was truly fine, just a little scared, I didn’t take away the feeling I had that it would all end badly. This feeling didn’t become any less when red sparks shot up from the maze and Viktor was lifted out of the maze on a stretcher to be rushed off to the hospital wing.

I was glad to see that Hermione was just as worried as me. Ron complained that he would have no hand left after this task if Hermione won’t loosen up her grip. This task was more dangerous than any of the other tasks and I just wished our other friends would see it too.

It wasn’t until the flash of the Port-key when they started to worry too. Not that I noticed. I was running down the stands and towards the maze before any of them had said a word. I could feel that Harry was no longer close by. He had gone with the Port-key and he was terrified. I know it was silly to run towards the maze, knowing Harry wasn’t in there anymore, but it was the only physical place I could go that would bring me closer to him. Something horrible was happening. I could feel fear and sorrow through our connection.

Professor Lupin stopped me before I reached the maze. He held me in his arms and tried to calm me down. I think I was screaming and reaching on, but I’m not sure. All I could feel was the horror that Harry was going through. The professors did a quick search of the maze, with the help of Sirius and some other adults around. Both Cedric and Harry were missing. Fleur was found unconscious in the maze and she couldn’t tell us what happened. Sirius took me in his arms and hold me close. He asked me if I could still feel Harry, if he was still alive. I think it helped him that I could say yes, that he was still with us.

And then everything became worse. First I saw Professor Snape grab his left forearm and his face contorted into pain. His mark was flaring up, I’m sure of it now. He looked at me and I just cried. The look in Professor Snape’s eyes said it all. The Dark Lord is back. And no doubt Harry was near him. I whispered that he was going to die. Sirius heard me and told me to keep hope, to remember that Harry was strong and wouldn’t give in without a fight. I know that if he had known where Harry was he would have gone there in a flash, putting his own life at risk to make sure Harry would be safe. I know, because I would have done the same.

The pain came without warning. I screamed and crumbled in Sirius’ arms. He asked me what was wrong, but I couldn’t speak because of the pain. It was so intense. Tears streamed over my face as I realised I wasn’t hurt, but that someone was hurting Harry is a way that was so awful that even I was paralysed by it.

When the pain stopped I could breathe again for a couple of seconds before it started again. Over and over again, I was in agony because someone was hurting Harry. Professor Moody was near, and he kept asking me if Harry was still alive. I just nodded, it was all I could do. I was afraid that if I would open my mouth I would start screaming again.

There was another flash and I didn’t have to look up to know that Harry was back. He lay motionless on the ground with his eyes closed and I could feel Sirius tense next to me. I said ‘he’s alive’ and then I was on my feet, running towards Harry. Headmaster Dumbledore turned Harry around and I heard him say that Voldemort is back before I fell down beside him and hugged him close. One of his hands grabbed hold of me but the other wouldn’t let go of Cedric’s wrist. I looked over Harry’s shoulder to the boy, only to see his blank eyes. He was dead. And I know this is horrible, but at that moment I was glad it was Cedric and not Harry that had died. Cedric didn’t deserve this, to have his life end when it was only just beginning.

Harry first didn’t want to let go of Cedric’s body. He kept saying that Cedric wanted Harry to bring him back. Headmaster Dumbledore said it was okay, that he did, and that he could let go now. When he did, Sirius and I helped him up. Minister Fudge was there, he told Headmaster Dumbledore that the Diggory’s parents were here and Dumbledore and he move to talk to them before they would see the body. Professor Moody told us to get Harry to the hospital wing. Sirius lifted Harry in his arms. It was a bit weird, Harry in Sirius's arms, but he wouldn’t let go of my hand, so we walked towards the castle like that. Professor Moody made sure there was a path for us to take, pushing aside everyone in our way.

We reached the hospital wing and Professor Moody asked what happened. Harry wasn’t all that clear, but what he said was terrifying. It still scares me. He was taken to some graveyard where Cedric was killed. They made a potion that gave the Dark Lord a new body and then he duelled with the Dark Lord. His wand did something funny and he saw the both of you.

Professor Moody in the meantime made us some tea and gave it to me and Sirius. I sipped it with one hand, as Harry still wouldn’t let go of the other. I was tired and struggled to keep my eyes open, but I fought sleep. I wanted to be here for Harry who had just been through hell. The Death Eaters had appeared, and I’m sure my father, just like Greg’s father would have been among them. I don’t know if I can go back home now, if it’s even save for me to do so. The Dark Lord is back and my father is one of his followers, always has been and always will be.

Moody kept asking questions, but they seemed off. It was hard to focus and to protest. I could hear Sirius try a couple of times until he fell asleep. I followed not much later.

It turns out that Professor Moody wasn’t Professor Moody. He was Barty Crouch Jr and he had been working for the Dark Lord all year long. He had drugged Sirius and me, so he could talk to Harry alone. He didn’t get away with it and he’s in custody now.

When I woke up about an hour ago, Harry was fast asleep, with his arms around me. He looks so peaceful asleep. Sirius said they had given him some dreamless sleep to make sure he gets some rest. He promised me that Harry is fine and that Madam Pomfrey already mended his leg.

I wish I knew what all happened in that graveyard, but I will let Harry sleep for now. I’m so happy that he’s still alive and with me. I don’t ever want to live without him. He’s the love of my life and I will do whatever I can to protect him from Voldemort. I won’t let him hurt him, I promise. I would rather die than have anything happen to Harry. So don’t worry, I will keep him safe from now on. I will keep my word and make sure nobody ever hurts him again. I won’t be your sacrifice be in fain.

Yours sincerely,

Draco Malfoy

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

Pack Wars (01)

Shit posting continues!

I miss Beacon Hills. 

Tagged: @justgrits

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“Derek, are you sure you want to do this?” Boyd asked. 

“Yeah, we have plenty of time to turn back around.” Erica added. 

“He doesn’t even know that we’re coming. It’s been a year since any of us have seen him.” Isaac spoke up. 

Derek looked over to his betas. He had left his sister and her best friend back in Beacon Hills in the capable hands of his family’s emissary and a deputy. Derek had wanted his betas to stay back too, but of course they threw a fit about that suggestion. They didn’t want their Alpha going off by himself even though Derek was more than capable of taking care of himself. However, he gave in and let the three tag along. He needed to get to London and if he had continued to argue Scott would have gotten here first. 

“It may have been a year since you three have seen him, but I’ve stayed in contact with him.” Derek explained. 

“You have?” His three betas said in unison. 

“Yes. He is my beta visiting the London pack. I still have to check in with him and make sure that he is behaving and listening to the local Alpha.” Derek said. 

“Is he still that douchebag lacrosse player?” Isaac asked with a smirk. 

“Nope.” Derek answered simply as they all crammed into an elevator. 

“Being with another pack changed him?” Erica asked.

“Nope.” Derek answered again. 

“There’s a girl involved, isn't there?” Boyd asked. 

Derek just smiled at his betas. 

“We’re not just here for Jackson, are we?’ Erica asked. 

“Right, we’re hopefully bringing back two pack members with us.” Derek told them. 

The elevator dinged, the four wolves poured out of the elevator, and then started making their way down the hallway. Derek stopped outside of apartment 17B. He knocked and then stepped back to wait for Jackson to answer the door. 

The door did finally open, but it wasn’t Jackson standing there. A young teen stood there, brown hair that was tinted with red and blonde streaks. Her eyes were a dark brown, but sparkled as if they were a diamond caught in the light. Derek smiled at her shyly before holding out his hand towards her. 

“I’m Derek Hale, a friend of Jackson’s.” Derek said. 

“His Alpha.” The girl stated. 

“You know who I am?” Derek asked. 

“We had a feeling you’d be coming.” She said slowly eyeing the wolves behind him. 

“Oh. These are my other betas; Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, and Vernon Boyd.” Derek introduced. 

“I know who they are too. Jackson speaks highly of all of you.” She said. 

“Are you Jackson’s girlfriend?” Isaac asked. 

The girl cocked an eyebrow before nodding. “I’m Emily Grant.” 

“It’s nice to meet you.” Derek said with a soft smile. 

“Jackson isn’t home right now, but please come on in.” Emily said moving to the side letting the wolves in. 

“Sorry to be dropping in like this.” Boyd said. 

“It’s okay. Like I said we had a feeling you’d be coming.” Emily restated. 

“Why is that?” Erica asked. 

“A Scott McCall has been calling relentlessly, but Jackson has been avoiding his calls.” Emily answered. 

“Why?” Isaac asked. 

“Do you not know anything about me or my abilities?” Emily asked. 

The wolves looked at each other before shaking their heads. 

“All Jackson told me was that he was in a relationship with an amazing girl. He said that you were supernatural. That’s all he said and I didn’t ask anything else.” Derek explained. 

“Why don’t you come sit down and I’ll explain to you my abilities. Jackson should be home soon enough. That way you’re filled in on me and then you can fill us in why you’re here.” Emily suggested. 

The wolves nodded and followed Emily into the living room. The wolves packed onto the couch while Emily stood in front of the large window that overlooked London. 

“Have you ever heard of Jinxes, Derek?” Emily asked, not looking back at them. 

“I have in stories.” Derek answered. 

“They’re quite rare, aren’t they? Most supernatural people don’t even believe they exist.” Boyd added. 

“Oh we exist. There’s only a handful of us. We can easily be counted on ten fingers.” Emily replied. 

“Are you saying you’re a jinx?” Isaac said. 

“I’m sorry, but could someone explain to me what a jinx is?” Erica asked, ignoring Isaac’s question. 

“Most witches are born with a few magical powers. Never more than two, but I was born with four powers. There have been some rare occurrences where that has happened before, but there has never been a witch or wizard that has had all of their powers connected. They’ve had different powers. Mine are all connected through the mind. Most jinxes are seen as bad luck in the magical community. In history, Jinxes have been known to wipe out their villages, covens, and their own families. Jinxes are feared and usually the coven that the young witch or wizard belongs to kills off the jinx.” Emily explained. 

“Because your powers are linked does that make you more dangerous?” Isaac asked. 

“Yes.” Emily answered. 

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but why weren’t you killed?” Isaac asked. 

“My brother wasn’t born a wizard, but he grew up to be an emissary. He asked his pack to take me in and care for me. The Alpha promised to take care of me, but if I were to go psychotic and kill his pack not only would I be killed, but so would my brother.” Emily explained. 

“Your brother had that much faith in you?” Boyd asked. 

“My brother was a very loyal person.” Emily said. 

“Was?” Isaac asked. 

“Unfortunately, my brother couldn’t control me nor my powers. I killed half of the pack before my brother could stop me. He took me away from the pack, changed my identity, gave me a handful of money, and then he told me to run. So I did all the way here to London.” Emily told them. 

“Where are you from originally?” Erica asked. 

“The south and that’s all I care to say about that.” Emily said. 

“Wait, you’re the jinx that took out the Sullivan pack about a decade ago?” Derek asked suddenly. 

Emily paled. 

“Derek.” Erica hissed. 

Derek’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry, Emily.”

“It’s fine. I can’t always keep running from my past.” Emily sighed. 

“What powers do you have?” Erica asked her to change the subject. 

“My first power that my parents discovered was telekinesis. As I grew older we realized that I was answering questions or finishing other people's thoughts without hearing them. Thus leading to discovering that I have telepathy. Not long after that, I started having dreams, no nightmares, and these images came true.” Emily explained. 

“Precognition?” Boyd asked. 

Emily nodded. “After that, my last power was discovered. It’s a power that I refuse to use. I can use mind control.” 

“Cool!” Isaac blurted. 

Boyd thumped him on the back of the head. 

“It’s not cool. It can be very dangerous.” Emily said. 

“Is that how you had a feeling that we’d be coming?” Derek asked. 

“Scott’s persistent phone calls triggered the dreams. When I told Jackson of a tall, dark, brooding Alpha coming for us he knew that it was you. He also knew that something horrible must be going on in Beacon Hills if you’re coming to London for him.” Emily explained. 

A storm began outside. Emily sighed, flicked her hand, and the curtains closed themselves. She dropped down into a chair and rubbed at her head. 

“Are you alright?” Derek asked. 

“Yes, it’s been awhile since I’ve been around so many people. Trying to keep my head out of your thoughts can be quite tiring. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to do that.” Emily answered. 

“Oh.” Derek said. 

“Can you hear what I’m thinking?” Isaac asked. 

“You’re not saying anything, but you are thinking about a pretty brunette that’s a hunter.” Emily said. 

“Yeah, that’s my girlfriend, Allison.” Isaac grinned. 

The front door opened, Jackson stumbled in loaded down with bags of food. 

“Emily, if you’re so wrong about Derek coming and I went out into that storm for nothing,” Jackson paused when he saw everyone in the living room. 

“I told you our guests were coming today.” Emily said. 

“Alright, alright, I have to stop trying to say that your visions are wrong.” Jackson sighed. 

Emily smiled. “You’re never going to be able to out guess me.” 

“Damn you and your magical brain.” Jackson sighed. 

“Now you know how I feel when you use your wolfy-senses on me.” Emily replied. 

“Alright, you got me.” Jackson said putting the food on the counter. 

“Jackson, it’s good to see you.” Derek said. 

“Derek.” Jackson curtly replied, shaking his Alpha’s hand. 

“I hope you guys are hungry. It was my idea to get dinner. Jackson tends to forget his manners.” Emily said. 

“It smells great.” Erica smiled. 

“It’s Indian food. I hope you guys like it.” Emily stated. 

“Never had it.” The three betas said in unison. 

“Well come on up to the bar and take a seat. I’ll get you started.” Emily said leading the wolves into the kitchen leaving Jackson alone with his Alpha. 

“Why don’t you try the Neer Dosa and the Chicken Curry first.” Emily said. 

“How exactly do we eat this?” Boyd asked. 

“Take a piece of the naan bread and then just pick up a chunk of the curry.” Emily said. 

The betas watched her tear a piece of the naan bread and pinch a chunk of the curry inside it. She shoved it into her mouth and smiled happily. The betas glanced at one another before quickly following suit. 

“Whoa, this is really good.” Isaac commented around a mouthful of food. 

“Here try the Rogan josh with the naan bread.” Emily said, pulling out another container. 

The betas continued to dig into the food as Emily pulled it out and explained what it was. She left the betas to the food when she saw Jackson keep staring at her. She could hear Jackson literally internally screaming for her to come and join him. Emily wiped her hands cleaned and then moved to join Jackson on the couch with Derek. 

“It’s bad isn’t it?” Emily asked as she sat down. 

“My home,” Jackson paused. “Beacon Hills is under attack.”

“What do you need from us?” Emily asked Derek. 

“Beacon Hills is my home Emily. It has always been my family and my pack’s home. I can’t lose it. Especially now.” Derek explained. 

“Why?” Emily asked him. 

“I just found my sister again. I want to keep her around. I want her to be able to come home and I can’t do that if I lose our territory.” Derek told them. 

“What does a pack war have to do with me? I mean I know why you’re here for Jackson. He is your beta, but I’m not pack, especially your pack.” Emily pointed out. 

“Well technically you are my pack.” Derek said with a shrug of his shoulders. 

“We’re not married or anything, Derek. Emily can’t be pack.” Jackson replied. 

“She’s different to you isn’t she? I mean from anybody else you dated.” Derek said. 

“Yes. She’s the perfect girl for me.” Jackson answered sheepishly.

“Is she your anchor? Calm your wolf?” Derek asked. 

“Yes.” Jackson said.

“When you first met her did she smell incredible? Make your heart skip a beat? Did your wolf want to claw its way out of your skin?” Derek asked. 

“How did you know that?” Jackson asked with wide eyes. 

“Because I know that feeling.” Derek told him. 

“What does that mean?” Jackson asked. 

“It’s rare nowadays for a werewolf to find it’s mate. The whole mate thing is old school especially back in the day when it really was just wolves finding their mates, but a strong enough werewolf can find it’s one true mate.” Derek explained. 

Emily looked over to Jackson. He looked up at her, leaned in, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. 

“I’m glad to know there’s an explanation for all of this.” Jackson said. 

“It makes sense. The first day Jackson met me he told me he wanted to run away and get married.” Emily said. 

Jackson reddened. Derek smiled. Emily laced her hand with Jackson. 

“If you two are serious about this, one day as your Alpha I’d be happy to help you through the mating ceremony.” Derek said. 

Jackson nodded. “I like the sound of that, but first it sounds like we need to save Beacon Hills first.”

“Emily, everyone back home knows nothing of you. Peter’s going to know that you’re powerful, but he’s not going to know how. If he finds out about your telekinesis I’d be fine with that, but all of your other powers I’d like to keep those hidden for as long as possible.” Derek said. 

“I’ve had dreams, Derek. Of your Beacon Hills, the packs, and the boy you love.” Emily said quietly. 

The betas stopped eating and turned to look at their Alpha. Derek stared at Emily with wide eyes. 

“How did your pack split into two?” Emily asked him. 

“Scott’s a true Alpha.” Derek answered weakly. 

“Derek, I’ve done some horrible things in my life. I’ve taken lives. Many lives and I have sworn to never do that again, but my dreams all lead to even more horrible things if I don’t help. If you truly are accepting of me into your pack for my good and my bad then I will do whatever it is necessary to help you.” Emily told him. 

Derek reached forward and grabbed Emily’s hand in his. He gave it a slight squeeze. Emily looked up from their joined hands and up to the Alpha. His eyes were glowing bright red. Emily could see the other betas slowly making their way over to their Alpha. Erica reached them first. She touched Emily’s leg, Boyd was standing behind Jackson with his hand on Jackson’s shoulder, and Isaac stood behind his Alpha with a hand resting on his back. 

“This pack is your pack. We protect those who are family and you’re our family.” Derek told her. 

Emily nodded. She looked over to Jackson who squeezed her other hand letting her know that it was going to be okay. 

“Then you now officially have a jinx as part of your pack.” Emily whispered. 

“Thank you.” Derek said. 

Emily gave him a curt nod. 

“I know there is supposed to be a big showdown tomorrow night with all of the packs, right? So everyone can see who belongs to whose pack.” Emily said. 

“Yes, we’re supposed to meet in the preserve at midnight.” Derek answered. 

“Then you and your betas need to fly out tonight. Jackson and I have some loose ends to tie up here and we’ll take the first flight out in the morning. We’ll be there in time to back you up.” Emily said. 

“I can leave Boyd here with you.” Derek said standing.

“No, Derek, you’re going to need all of your pack with you. Plus, we’re going to have to throw Scott off our trail. I promise we’ll be there tomorrow night.” Jackson said. 

Derek nodded. Everyone quickly said their goodbyes. Emily left Jackson with the pack to clean up the dinner mess. Jackson closed the door, leaned up against it, and let out a small sigh. He pushed away from the door and trudged over to the kitchen to help Emily clean up. The pair picked at the food and ate as they cleaned up. 

“Emily?” Jackson said. 

Emily turned away from the fridge to look at her boyfriend. 

“When you turn eighteen,” Jackson began. 

“Which is in six months.” Emily reminded him. 

Jackson smiled. “I’m putting a ring on that finger and I’m gonna wife the crap out of you.” 

Emily’s heart sped up as she stared at her boyfriend. She could hear his thoughts rushing through his mind. He was serious about this. 

“Your father would freak out if we got married at eighteen.” Emily told him. 

“Are you telling me no?” Jackson asked her. 

“Absolutely not, Jackson. If I could marry you now, I would.” Emily told him. 

Jackson smiled at her. “Don’t worry about my dad. Now that I’m eighteen I have a nice insurance policy and heritance from my birth parents that my dad can’t touch.”��

“I will be attending college before I pop any kids out for you. Just an fyi.” Emily told him. 

Jackson laughed. 

“Both of us will have our degrees before any babies. I promise.” Jackson said as he swooped in to wrap his arms around Emily. 

Jackson kissed Emily. Emily wrapped her arms around Jackson’s neck as he picked her up. Emily crinkled her nose as Jackson spun her around several times. 

“Play later, pack now. We have to get things settled before we go.” Emily said. 

“Right, you call the school and leave a convincing message why we’ll be gone the last week. I’m going to pay the next few months of rent ahead of time along with the bills.” Jackson said. 

“I’ll also leave a prerecorded message for your mother to get once we’re actually out of the country.” Emily added. 

“Then start packing. I’ll get us on the first flight out in the morning.” Jackson said. 

The pair broke apart. Emily grabbed her cell phone and called the school. Using her best distinguished voice to sound like Mrs. Whittemore, Emily left a message excusing Jackson and Emily from school to attend a cruise for their graduation gift. When that message was over, Emily recorded a message for Mrs. Whittemore personally. She knew that the woman wouldn’t understand the truth, so Emily lied about the pair heading back to Emily’s hometown to see her family for graduation. She set the recording to send at eight am on the dot. 

Emily could hear Jackson on the phone setting up their bills to be automatically paid. She slipped into the bedroom and pulled out their two suitcases. Emily quickly made work of her closet and dresser. She knew it was warm in California so she packed her lighter clothes. She tossed in some jeans and hoodies just in case. Emily dug out her old spell book and hid that within her suitcase in case they needed it. 

She was just grabbing her bathroom necessities when Jackson came to join her in their bedroom. He began shoving clothes into his own suitcase. Once Emily’s suitcase was filled she zipped it up and then concentrated on her backpack. She packed her charger, her current book, her glasses and contact case. Emily threw in a few snacks, she knew that Jackson’s wolf hunger wouldn’t be sated with nasty airplane food for their long flight. She tucked her wallet and sunglasses into her backpack. Jackson was just finishing up himself when his cell phone began ringing. 

“I’m not going to be able to lie to Scott, Emily.” Jackson said. 

“I can.” Emily said. 

“You don’t like using your mind control.” Jackson said. 

“I know, but we can’t have Scott knowing that we’re coming.” Emily said. 

Jackson sighed, then nodded, and handed his phone over to Emily. 

“Hello.” Emily answered. 

“Is Jackson there?” Scott asked. 

“This isn’t Jackson Whittemore’s number. Please stop calling.” Emily said. 

“Are you sure?” Scott asked. 

Emily concentrated on Scott’s voice so she could send her thoughts into his. 

“Sorry. I must have the wrong number.” Scott said. 

“That’s alright. Have a good night.” Emily said before hanging up. 

“That’s super creepy, but super hot at the same time.” Jackson said. 

Emily rolled her eyes. 

“Shut up.”

Jackson smirked. 

“Come on, let’s go and have one last meal together.” Jackson said. 

“We’re not going to have any more alone time are we?” Emily asked. 

“Nope, the joys of the pack life.” Jackson said. 

Emily forced a smile as they grabbed their luggage. They headed down to the parking garage where Jackson left Emily at the entrance so he could pull up his SUV. Once the vehicle was packed, the pair headed to their favorite diner to have one last quiet meal together. They were heading out on the three am flight. It was going to be an eleven hour flight. Which would give the couple enough time to drive to Beacon Hills, catch a quick catnap, and plan with their pack before meeting up with the other packs. 

Jackson reached across the booth to lace his hand with Emily’s. 

“Everything is going to be okay.” Jackson. 

Emily nodded, but she was afraid of the visions that would come once she touched foot in Beacon Hills.

Deucalion and his Alphas reached the preserve first. Ennis stood to his left and Kali was to his right. Aiden and Ethan stood behind him watching the rest of the area for the other packs. Deucalion could hear somebody coming from the east. Deucalion grinned as he saw the familiar face walk forward. 

Peter Hale stepped through the woods and into the preserve. He was flanked by his pack. His daughter Malia the werecoyote. Kate Argent, the new turned Hunter is now a werejaguar. Theo a born werewolf, with Peter’s made wolves he apprehended during his short time as Alpha. Owen and Sydney were twins and they stood at the back of the pack with the other made wolves Oz and Adam. 

Scott ‘The True Alpha’ McCall came next with his rather large pack. His girlfriend, Kira Yukimura, the fox stood to his left. The banshee, Lydia, stood to his right. Liam, Scott’s little pup that he made himself, was joined by Allison and Chris Argent. Melissa, Scott’s mother stood with Sheriff Stilinski and Brett another new beta to his pack. Danny, the pack’s human, stood with the new pack human, Mason. Deucalion could sense a little animosity in the air of Scott’s pack as Stiles moved through the pack to join Scott and Kira up in front. 

Finally, from the North came the Hale pack. It was smaller than what Deucalion had expected, but he was impressed to see that Derek had built himself a pack. His old family’s emissary, Deaton stood just behind Derek. Boyd and Isaac his first and second in command stood on either side of him. Erica stood next to Boyd and Derek’s sister Cora flanked Isaac’s side. The new deputy in town who turned out to be a phoenix stood in the back with the pack’s very own fish out of water little mermaid, Jenn. 

“Derek, you should just take your pathetic excuse for a pack and run now. We won’t laugh as you tuck tail and run.” Peter taunted. 

Derek just smiled at his uncle. “I think you should be the one to tuck tail and run, Peter.”

“Is that a threat boy?” Peter snarled.

“It’s whatever you take it as, Peter.” Derek said. 

Everyone froze as sound came from the west. Two shadows could be seen walking through the maze of trees. Eyes widened in realization as Jackson stepped into the middle of the preserve with a brunette clinging to his hands. 

“My, my, what do we have here?” Deucalion asked. 

“Sorry, we’re late. We got a little distracted.” Jackson apologized. 

The brunette slammed her foot down onto Jackson’s. He let out a small growl as he looked back at her to glare. 

“Jackson, my boy, are you up for grabs?” Peter asked, he was practically drooling over the thought. 

“You and I have a lot of unfinished business, Peter. So don’t even think about it.” Jackson said. 

“Jackson,” Lydia whispered. 

Jackson set his cold gaze up on his ex-girlfriend and Scott McCall. 

“How did you know to come?” Scott asked. “We’ve been trying to reach you.”

“My Alpha came for me.” Jackson simply answered. 

All eyes turned towards Derek who was still standing there smiling. 

“Jackson, you’ve brought power with you.” Deucalion said as he licked at his bottom lip. 

“It’s not power for you.” Jackson told him. 

“It is if I take it.” Deucalion said nodding towards Kali. 

Just as Emily’s dream had predicted, Kali came flying at them. Emily shoved Jackson out of the way, lifted her hand up, catching Kali mid flight. There were several gasps as Kali just hung in the air. Jackson straightened himself to look back at Emily. Her eyes were already fading to black as they do when her magic comes over. 

“Back. Off.” Emily hissed sending the Alpha flying backwards and into a tree. 

“How in the world did you find yourself a telekinesis?” Deucalion asked. 

Jackson dragged Emily over to their pack. They ignored Deucalion’s question. The pair stood with Derek and they looked amongst the other three packs. 

“This is Hale territory. Always has been and always will be. We are joining together as a whole to stop all of you.” Jackson snarled. 

“You think your pathetic little pack can stop us?” Peter asked with a laugh. 

Derek smirked. “You have no idea who you’re messing with.” 

“Scatter.” Emily snarled suddenly. 

“What?” Isaac asked. 

Emily shoved the smaller brunette down. “Scatter!”

As Derek and the rest of his pack moved out of the way bullets started to rain down. Emily was hit in the shoulder as she pushed the girl out of the way. Emily swore as she tore the bullet out of her shoulder. It was packed with wolfsbane, it wasn’t going to hurt her, but the rest of the pack could be hurt. Emily quickly stood and could see Peter’s pack shooting at the other packs. Emily left the girl by a tree before running out into the middle of the preserve. 

Emily swiped her right hand across in front of her sending the twins crashing into a tree. She flicked at Peter and his daughter smashing them into each other. It took Emily only a few more minutes to wipe out all of Peter’s pack. They lay scattered on the ground groaning in pain. 

“You weren’t kidding about him not fighting fair.” Emily stated as Derek came to stand next to her. 

“I’m so damn happy we have Emily in our pack.” Isaac said as he helped Cora to her feet. 

The other two packs were helping each other to their own feet and checking their wounds. Jackson limped over to Emily and sagged against her. Emily tried catching Jackson, but he was too heavy and dragged Emily down with him. 

“You’re hurt!” Emily exclaimed. 

“It could have been a lot worse if it weren’t for you.” Deaton said, coming to check on Jackson’s wound. 

“Derek, we need to get out of here and regroup.” Cora said. 

Derek nodded. 

“Boyd can you carry, Jackson?” Derek asked. 

“I can walk, plus he needs to get Reyes out of here.” Jackson snarled. 

Without looking at the other packs, Derek led his wounded pack out of the preserve. Emily left Jackson with Deaton and Derek to go over to the other brunette. 

“You okay?” Emily asked. 

“Yes, wolfsbane can’t hurt me, but the bullets sure would have.” The girl said. 

“Good, now let’s get out of here.” Emily said. 

“So are you like a witch?” She asked. 

“Something like that.” Emily replied. 

“I’m glad you’re not a wolf. I was beginning to feel outnumbered.” She said. 

“What are you exactly?” Emily asked. 

“Well I’m Jenn, but I’m a mermaid.” Jenn said. 

“It’s been awhile since I’ve talked with a mermaid.” Emily replied. 

“You know mermaids?” Jenn asked. 

“Several of them.” Emily replied. 

“Maybe you can help me find my birth parents.” Jenn suggested. 

“Yeah, maybe.” Emily choked out. 

“Awesome.” Jenn grinned before she hobbled off to catch up with the Deputy. 

Another vision had come to mind and now that she met Jenn, Emily wasn’t quite sure if she was going to be able to tell Jenn the truth. 

“Come on Em,” Erica hissed as Boyd pushed her into the vehicle. 

“Coming.” Emily said as she waited for Jackson to slide in first. 

“That could have been worse.” Derek told her. “So thank you.”

Emily nodded. “Of course, we’re pack now.”

Derek smiled and climbed into the driver's seat. 

The rest of the pack quickly divided up between the vehicles and headed back towards Derek’s loft. They were going to stitch each other up and then start coming up with the next plan. Now that Emily got a feel for all of the packs she knew this was going to be much harder than she had anticipated and Emily feared the worst.

[thelittlehansy]

Some headcanon i have about hans anna relationship both romantic/not romantic  post canon or AU

*there is not specifical context just some random thing if they may interact like anna comes in the southern isles as a politic visit and have to stay longer they have to team up , AU or they just interact.

Hans wants to keep his villain image and show the villainous side of him to anna because he is scared anna will see the true him and realize that he is pathetic , that he sucks at being prince charming but also at being a villain and there is nothing dangerous about him at all he is just the worthless throwaway prince. He dont want her to pity him and is also insecure and think that anna will find silly his hobbies. (Books ,reading, writing)

Hans try impressionate her by showing how a great villain he is anna just want to roll her eyes.

Anna likes to refer hans as her ex boyfriend

Sometimes he cant help to smile when she is not watching him at how cute she is.

Au : hans likes to be the little spoon 😁

Hans enjoy a lot sliding in his socks with anna it actually amuse him a lot and reproduce it at home when his brothers or father didnt watch him.

Maybe this will seems out of character but i pictured hans liking anna funloving personality. I mean he has always know , cold, distant personality so knowing someone like anna really makes him see interaction with people very different and he likes how anna makes everything fun.

He is amazed by how much loved there is inside of her like it really shook him.

Anna find hans extremely comfortable and most importanfly his arms.

They both like to takes charge and therefore clash a lot.

Au : hans dont like having too much kids.

I cant not see this one i really think hans during the movie saw in elsa his brothers in some way and did really have compassion for anna.

Hans is genuinly interest in anna relationship with her sister.

Same anna is very interest by hans relationship with his brothers.

They argue a lot

Anna likes to makes him mad but end up annoyed because its gets a lot of work to makes him mad

Anna find him very smart and view him as some emotional god , like a mentalist  with a radar in his head.

Anna hates hans brothers even more than Hans and is truly horrify by how his brothers treat him. She hates the queen of the southern isles also because she dont understand how as a mother she could let hans deal all alone with all the abuse. The King of the southern isles is mysterious to her she find him sympathic but that because the king is smart.

Anna identify the princes of the southern isles based on their relationship with Hans.

Hans adores annoyed her

When he learn about elsa not ruling anymore arendelle and be in an other place a part of him is sad for anna of how little times she had with her sister.

Anna find hans has a  very punchable face.

She has give him the nickname of jerkyface and hans mrs.sandwchices

Hans like sandwiches but actually hates sharing them.

A part of hans is happy his plan to marry anna finally did not worked. Because once he go back to his home he realized that even as a king his family would not have respect him  and he would not have get rid of them so  this is most likely he would have makes anna endure his brother abusive behavior. And even his worst enemy he would not like him to meet his brothers.

When he learn about queen anna a part of him hoped elsa would not have run away and his plan could have worked so he feel bitter but at the same times he liked the idea if anna as a queen.

A part of anna wonder if Hans is not gay because of the kiss he refuse. 😅

Maybe this one will seems out of character also but i cant see anna as someone resentful or someone happy of others misery. In a frozen heart , anna said that if Hans family is that terrible let him deal with them with what he is the most scared of. So when she realize how terrible they actually are and that she just send Hans to hell she did have some remorse and hope to have put him on a trial to arendelle and jail in arendelle for his crimes not send him back home.

they both   find balls boring (idk if some books contradict it and said if anna actually like balls)

Au : if hans had won he would have makes a absent husband more interest in his job.

Au : if elsa never run away , i have also headcanon that the king of the southern isles would not have approve the marriage and submissive hans would have cancel their wedding.

Hans believe that he is the one that saved anna life Makes Anna happy ending happen and resent her for saying that he hurt and cause her a lot of pain when even he admit it but just think his presence in her life his evil actions brought her her happy ending.

between the two this is anna that like the most alcohol 

Anna find Hans extraordinary with kids( she had see him interact with his niece and nephew)  and it annoyed her because Hans is suppose to be a villain and not have dad potential.

In anna presence hans like to be arrogant and act like a jerk.

in love or hate they are both comfortable with each others presence which lead to

Anna is not scared of Hans.

But Hans sometimes is scared anna is gonna punch him again each time he saw her 😄 so sometimes he just tried to hide or run away.

Hans find anna goergous also

A lot of thing hans said to anna during the coronation night anna didnt remember them well she was too excited and desperate in the moment. ( like his eyes colors , his last name also i headcanon that hans did tell anna his last name.)

They both like to dance

Hans is as clumsy as anna.

Hans didnt really applogize to anna his excuse is that you dont apologize to have try murder to someone.

The day hans apologize to anna he didnt knew what to said to her

I would like to apologize to the princes of arendelle to have hit her with my horse and for every moment after is what he said to anna.

Anna dont miss any opportunities to remind hans about what he did.

Anna talk a lot about her during the coronation night so i pictured Hans knows several stuff about anna. More than we thing 😄 he is also seems to be very very observative and will know all the answer and even more to kristoff questions in the scene in frozen 😄

they both hates sandwiches with seed. ( i put myself in this one i admit XD

in term of seduction/intimated love life Hans is definitely the shy and awkward one and anna the contrary even tought Hans know how to be seducing as we saw in the movie. I cant help imagine anna horny frozen 2 kinda confirm it.😅

This is is absotly not definitive but since i can find any reasons for Hans to not have kiss anna and continue his plans playing the sad fiance and it the end getting everything he wants without revealing himself ..i have the idea of him fearing he actually loved anna and his kiss would have maybe work and since love is not something familar to him it kinda makes sense.

I have also an other headcanon that he didnt kiss her and was so harsh when he has no reasons was because it annoy him that anna kept making his secret plan harder and he relalize when anna go back that she using him as some prince charming fnatasy and in fact didnt like him.

They play jinx jinx again both when they are mad or not at each others.

Au : hans offer anna a lot of gift he had learn that love was something material.

Au : they favorite date is too watch the stars in their socks while finishing each others sandwiches.

Anna when she learn how terrible and abusive his brothers are , like to give him hug even if she still hates him because she cant handle the idea of hans never knew what love is. it anoyed a lot Hans.

Anna sweet , caring behavior annoyed Hans.

Anna all the times repeat wrong hans famous quote and said oh anna if only there was someone who loved you and it annoy Hans that she missed the out there part.

The "thats what brothers do""hans reaction really makes anna wtf , what is wrong with him.

Of course anna dont trust Hans because of their past and is always supscious he is doing something she even spy on him to know what he is comploting.

On the contrary i have headcanon that hans really trust anna and is one of the rare person he trust. Like if he confess about his brothers that night and tell stuff about him she must be very trustworthy.

Hans did have enjoy a lot the night of coronation and had fun.

I m realizing now i have write a book 😄