#and heard people talking about killing spiders last night

[scentedinksandwhackedseals]

i love camp because it gives me so many opportunities to say “we built a house on their house”

[cursedcupcakemaster]

can I order a Poison apple pie and candy violets with and get Spider Cider. With a ghost!reader , this is the same person who requested the other Spider Cider, hope you have a nice day❤️

Of course so we are looking for a deadly friendship with Skully are we ?

Order; Poison apple pie with a side of candy violets and a glass of spider cider

Notes; I do not own twisted wonderland, Skully or the reader,Skully and Twst belong to Disney as well as the brilliant mind of Yana Toboso, reader belongs to themselves, this is just my interpretation of how this would go with the character, reader isn't neccesarily Yuu but if you want to imagine they are you're welcome to, y/n, reader is you

Warnings;yandere, Skully may or may not have killed a few people, implied death

Yandere Skully J. X ghost reader

🪦Best friends forever🪦

You could hardly remember what happened to get you where you are now

A spirit haunting a house that hardly anyone would pass by except for one boy

He was tall and quite pale wjth a rather pleasant smile and sharply dressed at that

Skully would always come to visit you every day when the sun went down and would talk with you about the outside world that you couldn't explore much due to being bound to the house

It always made your afterlife feel just a bit easier to deal with and there was something about Skully that seemed familiar to you but it wasn't really clear what

Sometimes Skully would ask to bury things in the back of the house and you allowed him to but he never really told you what was in the yard

It just made you happy to have some company in your lonely house that wasn't the spiders weaving their pretty webs or the rats scuttling about

Skully would sometimes bring things for you, like teddies or dolls so you could possess it or little trinkets you seemed to like such as music boxes or books that you seemed interested in after he told you about them

The one thing he never really seemed to want to let you see were newspapers

It was odd but you shrugged it off its not as if much of it could really effect you considering you weren't alive

Another peculiar thing was that he seemed to know your house better than even yourself, particularly the attic

There was something about it that kind of unnerved you

Particularly a trunk in the corner of the room, it was a charcoal black and when you tried to phase through it you couldn't do it

It was rather shocking to yiu considering there weren't many objects you couldn't get through but the last time you tried Skully seemed a bit upset and yelled that there was nothing for you go see in there

He quickly changed his tune when he saw the look on your face before

The only other time you saw him act like this was when some punks came in to wreck the place, they smashed photos, the windows, and all the nicer things that Skully had brought into the house

He told you to not show yourself to them and that he'd take care of it

Doing as he said the last thing you heard of those punks were their screams before Skully came up smiling letting you know everything was fine

When you thanked him he said "it's really no problem, you're my best friend after all"

Somehow those words meant something to you, like you'd heard them before

After this incident a few more holes were dug in the back yard

One night Skully dropped something on his way out, it was a small skeletal key and the lock seemed to fit the shape of the odd trunk

Fitting it inside and lifting the lid you saw several things including photos of you, only you were....alive and you had a family

Beside you was a boy who looked an awful lot like Skully both of you wore friendship necklaces in the shape of a skull with heart shaped eyesockets

The photos weren't the only the only odd thing, there were some news clippings including "Teenagers missing" and "Mysterious deaths of local family "

There was one last object and it was a shovel

Going outside you took the shovel with you and began digging

What you found only made you feel ill and grateful you didn't have organs any longer

There were the corpses of the punks that tried to destroy your home, the people that were once your family and finally your own bones, you knew it was yours thanks to the friendship necklace shaped like a skull with heart shaped eye sockets

You felt a chill before you turned and saw Skully and he did not look the least bit pleased

"You finally saw it huh" he murmured

"W-why why would you do this?" You asked your voice dripping with fear at the boy who was once your friend

It seemed your question made him smile at you

"They were going to take you away from me. I couldn't let that happen, as for those other ones they deserved it for ruining our house"

Skully took a step toward yoh making you float backwards until you were cornered against the wall as he spoke again

"Don't you see, I did this all for you that's what friends are for~ and we're best friends forever"

You knew he wouldn't likely stop with his sinister projects unless you agreed to what he wanted

"Skully, please no more ,no more killing if you're really my friend please no more"

Ectoplasmic tears ran down your cheeks making him look at you with his face softening before wiping your tears with his thumbs

"Will you stay with me forever then?" He asked

"Best friends till the end" you replied before the skeleton like boy pressed his lips to your own cold ones

[zxmickeyzx]

Fashion

Miles has always had an interest in fashion. It was another way for him to express himself, so he took a lot of pride in his appearance. There's a reason why Ganke keeps trying to steal not only his shoes but other clothes. Miles was definitely a trendsetter when it came to looks. He also loved to help out and model for the local fashion students, and in return sometimes he got to keep original work. 

His fashion even showed up in his everyday crime fighting side. It didn't take long for the media to catch on to his fashion looks. There were media blogs that were dedicated to catching all his styles. He couldn't take all the credit for his fashion on his Spiderman side. Most of the credit went to Kenneth Kingston. They were a student at Mile’s school who got bullied at his school for being non-binary. They met while he was patrolling the city and heard them crying after getting bullied so bad at school that day. He decided to sit down with them and talk to them. Turns out they both really loved fashion, and that was the start of their friendship. As Spiderman he would always check up on them and talk to them about fashion which led to Kenneth creating some fashion pieces for his Spidersona. At school Miles slowly became friends with them, which was a bit hard since they were a senior and their schedules were vastly different but eventually they made it work. 

Miles encouraged them to apply for fashion school and even volunteered to be their model as both Spiderman and his everyday self. Kenneth eventually put two and two together and found out his identity over a model schedule mix-up. They appreciated Miles' effort in being a good friend to them and making them feel accepted. From there on Kenneth became Spiderman's personal stylist, but Miles still had a lot of say in what his suits looked like and even still made some of his own with Kenneth’s inputs. Kenneth eventually got a scholarship to his dream fashion school in the city. But they still hung out at fashion shows where Miles would model. 

Currently Miles was wearing black baggy techwear cargo pants with red outlines on the pockets and red straps with buckles that ran along the pants. He also was wearing his classic red Jordans that Ganke loved to steal. He had a black Hoodie with a red line that was on top of his arm instead of inside it. The hoodie has a long turtle neck that works as a mask. Today was supposed to be his day off where he would attend the student work fashion show with Ganke later at night, but his best friend canceled on him at the last second. He wasn't supposed to be patrolling as Spiderman til later after the fashion show so he had time to kill before the fashion. So he decided to walk around the area while listening to his music, eventually he found himself walking past an alleyway filled with art when he senses a presence behind him. 

“Miles?” 

Miles turned behind him to see Hobie, Gwen, Pavitr, and Margo with a portal behind them in civilian clothing. Currently the alley was empty so there was no worries about anyone seeing them. Miles raises his eyebrow in confusion. He didn't know they would be coming and hasn't gotten a message from HQ about any emergency backups needed for missions. 

“Hey guys, what brings you guys here?”

The Spider Gang takes a bit to respond to him, staring at his outfit and really taking it in. They don't usually see him in his element, most of the time they see him in his spiderman suit, school uniform or his jacket and jeans which he uses as a quick outfit when he is running outta time or he is rushing to get outta the house. Patitr was the first to break the silence.

“Dude! What are you wearing?!” He exclaims gesturing to his outfit.

Miles tilts his head confused with their reaction to his outfit.

“Just some streetwear. Why? Does it look bad?” Miles starts to look down on his outfit. He thought it looked okay, he even got some compliments from some people he walked by. One girl even asked where he got his hoodie from. Did he embarrass himself again? 

“No! You look great!” Pativr walks closer to Miles to get a closer look at his outfit. “You have your own spider merch? It looks sick! I want my own merch”

Miles just chuckles and shakes his head.

“What brings you guys here? Do I need to come to HQ?”

There was a pause before someone responded.

“Nah Mate, we came cause we got done with a mission early and wanted to hang out with you”  Hobie answered. “Pav’s right you look good.”

Miles got a bit shy and felt his cheeks heat up a bit from the complement.

  “Yeah! We were just a bit surprised by your outfit, we’ve never seen you wear anything like this.” Gwen adds.

“It does look really cool!” Margo says walking closer to Miles to also get a better look at his outfit.

“Thanks, I usually like wearing things like this but I'm always in a rush and never have time to put an outfit together that I am actually proud of. I’ve been getting better at it though. I guess you guys always catch me when I’m at school or in my Spider suit.” Miles grins, he is glad that it got their stamp of approval unlike his spider suit with “bleeding armpits”. 

“Were you going to anything today cause we did come by to hang out. We can leave if you're busy.” Gwen rubs their arm a bit. They did come last minute and didn't want to interrupt whatever Miles had going on. 

“Nah you guys are alright! I was just wasting time before the student fashion show my friend is gonna be in. Not sure if it's your scene but you guys can join me if you want. Ganke just canceled on me so I was going to go alone.”

There was a smile of relief that showed on Gwen’s face. 

“I’d love to join! I have yet to see a fashion show unless you count any thats been attacked!” Pativr answers first.

“I also would love to see it!” Margo says right after.

“Me too!” Gwen finally answers.

“Sure mate, I haven't been to one in awhile. I wanna see what this place has to offer in the fashion sense.” Hobie walks up to miles and wraps his arm around his shoulders. Miles felt his cheeks heating up again at the action. He is glad you can't see red easily with his skin color. 

“Great! Let's go a bit early so we can sit together!”

Miles leads the gang to where the show is being hosted. It was in the auditorium of the school Kenneth attended. Once they got to the door they saw a long line to get in. The gang except Miles look nervous that they wouldn't be able to sit together. Miles just walks past the line and goes around the corner where there didn't seem to be a line, only a person near the backdoor. The person's face lights up with recognition and opens the door for Miles and the gang which confused the gang a bit.

As soon as the door opened, they were greeted with the scene of busy fashion students and models making quick last minute edits to their designs. Most not really bothering to look at the crew. Those who did greet Miles, and Miles greeted back. 

Pavitr walks close to miles and whispers to his ear. 

“Dude! I didn't know you were so popular!”

Miles smiles.

“Nah man, I just come here often cause of my friend. I’m gonna say hi to them before we go find some seats. They designed my merch maybe they can for you too”

“Wait, they know?!” 

“Yeah, they found out a year ago” Miles says nonchalantly.

“Dude! Why haven't we meet them yet?! We met Ganke.” Pavitr says in disbelief 

  “They’re just very busy with school. Fashion students work hard man” Miles answers. 

Before Pavitr could respond again someone shouted Miles name.

“Miles! Thank god you're here man!!!”

A person with light brown curly hair wearing a gorgeous red turtleneck dress that reached to the ground with a flowy bottom. They wore gold dangling earrings and gold bangles on their wrists. They had a lanyard with their photo Id with a nonbinary flag sticker in the corner. They make their way to the group and grabbed miles a bit away from the group. 

“You're in time! I need you and Ganke to model! I know he hates it but two of our models called out.”

“Kenneth man, you know that I will, but Ganke canceled on me. But maybe one of my friends can?” Miles gestures towards the gang. 

“Oh my god! How rude of me! Are these your friends from that spider place?” Kenneth whispers the last bit. 

Gwen is the first to hop on the situation quickly. 

“Hi! I’m Gwen! This is Hobie, Pavitr, and Margo! It's so nice to meet you!” She gestures for a handshake and Kenneth takes it.

“Its nice to finally meet you guys in person!!! Im Kenneth, they/them pronouns. Im sorry to ask this last minute but can one of you guys model with Miles? The outfits are meant to be matching outfits.” 

Before any of the spider gang responds, Hobie answers.

“I was briefly a runway model.”

The spider gang was shocked that Hobie volunteered first.  

“Perfect! Jenny! We got two models!” Kenneth call out.

“Good! We can do your segment now.”

“Before we start let's get Miles' friends to the VIP seats!”

“We get VIP seats?!” Pavitr was practically jumping in the air. He was just too excited to see his first fashion show that would include his friends.

“I’ll record and send it to Peter B!” Margo smiles.

“And maybe Jess!” Gwen adds. “Miguel will probably see it too.”

Hobie seemed unbothered by that but Miles was a bit nervous because they have never seen him model before so he was a bit nervous.

“You guys are in for a treat. Miles is a great model, you see him solo, the audience loves him. Sadly its pair and last minute so it will have to be a normal walk.” 

“You ain't seen nothing, me and Miles have chemistry” Hobie grins looking down at Miles. Miles couldn't look him directly in the eye, a bit nervous about the situation. 

“I look forward to it, but enough talking, Jenny have someone take Miles' friends to the VIP. We need to get you guys ready.”

The gang went their separate ways. Kenneth started getting Miles ready. Miles has some new black cargo shorts with oversized pockets and black straps. He had an oversized short sleeved black t-shirt with gray flannel long sleeves under the shirt. He had on chunky black and white converse. It's definitely a different aesthetic that miles didn't usually wear but could get behind. Miles glanced at Hobies outfit. As usual he looked amazing. 

Hobie has on long black cross earrings. His free locks were tied up, he still had all his piercings on. Kenneth said it really added to his look. Hobie had on a smaller but still loose fitting t-shirt except it was cut short with a wide belt with his high waisted black cargo pants with also grayish straps. He had white long sleeve under shirt and wore gray combat boots.  Miles didn't realize how long he was staring at Hobie, but Hobie did and gave Miles a smirk. It caused Miles to have a mini panic. 

Hobie was really cool to Miles, and he never forgot how much Hobie helped him out during the incident before the chase, and how he helped Miles after the whole thing with spot happened. Hobie was just a good friend and Miles just really appreciated him. He didn't like like Hobie that way.

That may be a lie, but he can deny it. 

The fashion show was starting soon, Miles and Hobie only had to sub in for one part luckily. It was the matching outfits section which could be seen as couples or as best friends wearing them. Miles assumed they would be doing the best friends version. He was a bit nervous since this would be his first time subbing as a duo, when it's just him he can do different tricks to please the audience but he doesn't know what to do with Hobie on stage.

Hobie could sense Miles being nervous.

“Don't worry about a thing, you’ll be great out there. Just walk how you usually do and leave everything on the stage.” Hobie smiles. “Just do you Miles and I’ll do me”

It was a nice thing for him to say which made him a little less nervous. He just needs to keep reminding himself to leave it all on the stage. 

After what felt like eternity, it was their turn to walk on the stage. Behind the side curtains of the stage Hobie and Miles were on opposite sides. Miles on the right and Hobie on the left. Miles looks at Hobie and sees him mouthing the word breathe.  

And that's what he does. ‘Leave it all on the stage Miles. You can do this!”

The last duo returned backstage and now it was their turn. As soon as the lights hit his face he got into his groove of doing the walk and showing out Kenneth's outfit. He wasn't sure what Hobie was doing, but Miles focused on the audience. It was all good til he felt Hobie’s hand pulled him and twirled him close to him . 

Miles was startled at first. He finally took a look at Hobie who just smiled and winked at him. Miles wasn't really sure what was going on but at that moment he just fully let go. Hobie and were now waltzing the stage, switching sides and twirling each other around. Miles couldn't help but smile brightly. He was having fun dancing with Hobie.

When they get to the front of the stage Hobie takes the opportunity to dip Miles with his right hand holding Miles waist from the back and his left hand holding Miles right leg from underneath the knee.  

 Hobbies eyes look into his eyes without breaking contact. For a second it was just him and Hobie. He wanted the moment to last longer.

Hobie then brings Miles close to him, letting his right leg down and slowly taking his right hand into his left without letting go of his waist with his other hand. After a couple of seconds Hobie twirls to the left side and holds up their hands for a bow which Miles follows. 

Thinking that the moment was over Miles was about to walk down the stage back to the changing rooms, but Hobie had other plans. 

He dragged Miles and jumped off the stage and ran through and out the auditorium. Ofc Hobie wouldn't finish the actual runway. He wondered if they ruined the runway but at that moment he didn't care. It felt exhilarating. 

Hobie was laughing and smiling and Miles couldn't help but join him. After a bit Hobie stops running at an alleyway, not really knowing where he was. Miles is catching his breath for a bit and looks up at him still holding his hand. Hobie smirks.

“Fun wasn't it?”

“...Yeah it was fun” Miles answers. “But I think we should head back before Kenneth comes for us for running away with their designs.”

Hobie shrugs.

“It will be fine, we are giving them more publicity.” 

Miles shakes his head.

“You're amazing, you know that?”

“Nah, but you are though, but you're right we should head back soon”

Miles looks at their hands, and Hobie looks down as well.They both look at each other in silence for a bit.

Then Hobie lifts Miles' hand to his mouth.

“Or maybe we should stay here till the show ends?”

Miles smiles, his cheeks hurting from his smile.

“I’d like that”

[bunnypeew]

Hiya!

So I have this request thing for Alastor!

Alastor x Fem!(if that's ok) co-hostess and they like knew each other when they were alive and were co hosts!

Mon ange - Alastor x Fem!reader

That sounds so cute!! yes I can definitely give it a shot, I'm guessing she was the co-host to his radio show :3c

She has been looking for a job for a couple more days now since her last job didn't end up very well. She heard of this Hazbin Hotel was something about rehabilitation, so she thought that maybe she could find a job there as a hostess, the same job she had when she was alive back when. So that she did, it was quite some time till she found the way to it but when she did it was a pretty swell walk, arrived at the hotel she knocked on the door awaiting a reply. This blonde opened the door with an excited face

''Oh my god! hi! I'm Charlie welcome to the hazbin hotel!! How can I help you,,

she says in an eager voice grabbing Y/n hands to give them a shake, she then gives her time to reply to the question she posed

''Oh right. Em, I'm not sure if you are looking for employees but I kind of was looking for a job, if that's okay,,

this made Charlie even more excited, which Y/n thought was impossible but there it was. With a little gentle push, Charlie made her come inside the hotel to see the lobby where a bunch of other demons were hanging out. A spider demon was sitting at the bar with a cat demon, on the other side a girl with an x over her eye was holding up an angelic spear and looking at Y/n, and finally near them now there was another rather tall demon, his aesthetic being mostly composed of red and a little bit of white on his collar, Y/n eyes made their way up to the mans face seeing he had a rather sinister smile, something about that was quite familiar to her but she couldn't put a finger on it

Charlie started presenting every demon to her, Angel Dust, Husk and Vaggie, waiting for this creepy guy to get presented

''And this is our hotel Host Alastor!,,

hearing that Y/n froze giving him another look from head to toe to see if this person was actually her Alastor the one she had known her entire life and with whom she co-hosted the radio broadcast most of New Orleans was listening to at the time. She walked a little closer to him, her hand reaching for him a little bit

Memories started to flow in as she heard that name, memories from when she was still alive, 1930s New Orleans, Louisiana. She had been quite the charmer when she was alive, not exactly to attract men but in general she had a charming personality. She hadn't really found anyone she actually liked for years, not being one for relationships anyway but it was when she went to this speakeasy for a couple of drinks that she found her someone, at the time they were just talking to each other each and every night about all kinds of stuff, especially cooking, since Alastor was a real foodie and loved to talk about some of his mother recipes sometimes, But it was not until one night where she went to visit him at his home near the forest that she found out about his hobby of killing and eating people, at first she was quite scared about it but she knew that he wouldn't hurt her for the world, so she felt safe around him even for what he did. At that time, Alastor suggested she become his co-hostess for the radio show he put up, and since she was kind of head over heels for him she accepted. they would put up shows almost every night talking about all kinds of stuff and playing mostly jazz music, sometimes the occasional love song Y/n would put into giving a hint to him, It took a while for Alastor to realise what was going on in her mind, he could tell something was bothering her but he couldn't put a finger on it, it was not until you actually confessed to him one time before a broadcast that he understood what was going on

''Oh mon ange you should have told me sooner, you know I'm quite rusty when it comes to romance, but I do accept your heart as mine~,,

He said that the night before he would be found dead in the forest near his house, shot through the forehead by some hunter who mistook him for a deer, their relationship ending there and then leaving Y/n heartbroken and alone.

''Alastor?,,

she mutters out loud looking him in the eyes, his smile falters ever so slightly looking at the shorter woman, some sort of confusion in his eyes as this person seemed to know him, and then it finally clicked in his head

''mon chéri? Y/n is that you?,,

he speaks in a soft but firm voice, reaching out for her hand, taking it in his looking her up and down once before realising it was in fact her, the co-hostess he had on his radio show, not to mention, his chéri.

''Oh my stars Alastor it's actually you, I thought I'd never find you again!,,

she says going for an embrace, and surprisingly to everyone Alastor accept it right away, putting his arms around her shoulders and squeezing

''so you two know each other?,,

Charlie says out of nowhere looking at them with a 'You guys were an item at some point and I know it' look on her face

''yeah, we both hosted his radio show when we were alive! I was the co-hostess, it was such a pleasurable time for us both, and yes we were kind of a thing.. which I hope we could still do...,,

she says turning her attention fully to the deer demon before her. with a soft smile on her lips and a gentle touch on his hand. Alastor looked her softly in the eyes, himself wanting to be closer to her once again in another lifetime, or deathtime. He wanted nothing more at that right moment.

''Of course mon chéri, I would love nothing more, hell you said you were looking for a job, how about getting your old one back! my dearest you are fit to be my co-hostess once again ha!,,

he says with a power-filled voice, his gaze still soft on her, taking her hand now and placing a kiss on it.

''Mon ange,,

A/n: here it is!!! I actually loved writing this one Im so soft for Alastor speaking french istg, hope you enjoyed this one shot :3c

[fl3shm4id3n]

Cᵣᵤₑₗ Wₒᵣₗd

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬, 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴏ'ʜᴀʀᴀ x ᴡɪꜰᴇ! ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Death of a child, murder, gun/gunshot wounds, depression, emotional, mentions of gore? nudity.

A/N: I based this off the AU where Bruce's parents are Batman and The Joker.

Masterlist

The whole time you had been crying, begging that your baby was okay, you were still covered in her blood. You didn't bother to clean yourself, all you cared about was your daughter. When the doctors came to tell you both the news, you has absolutely lose it. You begged and screamed that they must be another thing that they could of done but no, Gabriella had died.

During the funeral, the whole time you had been hovering over the little casket, crying and begging that she'd come back. It hurt your husband seen you in this state, he hated seen you in such pain and distress. That night you didn't sleep in yours and Miguel's bedroom, you slept in your daughter's room, wishing and hoping that this was only a bad room and that your Gabriella would be in bed with you, but the next morning, she wasn't there, she was really gone.

For the last couple weeks not everything went back to normal, that night something had died inside of you, no longer did you smile or were happy ever. You were basically in your own world, forgetting that your husband was still in the picture, you loved him, you really did, but it was hard to look at him sometimes, every time you looked at your husband, you saw your little Gabriella, she looked a lot like her father. It hurt.

You went about your day, you woke up early or sometimes you didn't sleep at all. You did chores and everything that needed to get done in the house, then you'd do and hide in your daughter's room. You didn't do nothing in the room, but just lay in bed while hugging her soccer jersey, her scent was still on her clothes, it made you cry, you must have looked pathetic, but you didn't care.

This worried Miguel, you were getting worse instead of better, he knew that people mourned differently, but this was getting out of hand. He noticed a lot of unhealthy changes in you, he needed to help you. For a while he himself had also isolated himself, but now you needed him. That night he decided to talk to you, about taking you to go talk to a therapist, but you refused, you told him that you were fine and didn't need help, this lead to an argument. You both had began screaming at each other. Miguel had warned you that if you didn't go willing to the therapist, then he'll put you in a psych ward by force, when you heard those words, you got scared and basically ran out the door, scared that he might lock you up and claim you as crazy. He didn't mean for this to happen, he only wanted to help.

Miguel had thought you went for a walk for some fresh air, but those minutes became to hours, then those long hours turned into days. He had filed a missing person report to the police. While the police did their part, so did Miguel. He did everything in his power as Spider-Man to find you, but nothing, you had basically disappeared from thin air. He did not stop, no matter how long it would take, he was going to find you.

Years passed. Miguel has not found you yet, it killed him. He didn't know if you were alright, with good people, or if you were even alive. He remembers your screams, those same screamed haunted him at night. That night of the murder haunted him. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees you, holding the dying body of yours and his daughter, begging for her to keep her eye open. He remembers when you both rushed to the hospital screaming for help, when the doctors and nurses came to your help, you begged them to let go with them, in case your daughter needed her mama. he hopped that you were alive and well.

That wasn't the only thing he was worried about, some vigilante by the name of Venom had appeared. She was terrorizing the city and killing criminals from the streets, leaving some disturbing stuff that he felt disgusted to even mention behind to warn other criminals. He tried so hard to figure out who it was, but it was impossible, he had no clue on who could it possibly had been. Some people may find her acts heroic, but what she was doing was wrong, he was a vigilante himself, but he had limits. Someone needed to stop her before she does worse things.

Miguel was out on patrol, looking for any kind of danger or if anyone needed some help from Spider-Man, he was about to call it a night, but he hard screaming coming from an ally. So he decided to go check it out. The screaming got louder, he must have got closer, then he heard this kind of snarl and a demonic yet feminine voice. "Scums like you shouldn't be alive! You all should die!" she hiss at the man, who was pressed up against the wall, with her tight grip on his neck.

"Let him go Venom!" Miguel yelled towards the female, then the disguised woman looked at him, making her growl and gripping harder on the man's neck. "Why should you care to what happened to this low life! Him and every other criminal deserves to die!" she hissed towards the Spider-Man, she was about to snap the guy's neck. But Miguel had launched himself towards her, causing her to drop the guy, in which he ran away as fast as possible.

Then they both began to fight, they threw punches, kicks and threw each other around the ally. This went on for hours. "Just quit Venom!" Miguel yelled towards the woman, who was ready to throw another punch at him. "No! I will never stop! Until every criminal on the street is dead! They have to pay for what they had done!" she hissed, throwing herself back at Miguel, hitting him square n the jaw. Causing Miguel to hiss and get a hold of her wrist at in attempt to get her to stop.

"You think by killing them things will get better?!" he asked, while trying to restrain her but he couldn't, she manage to get away from him. "Yes, they took the most precious thing to me" she said, stopping her movements. "In this very ally, they killed my daughter!" she hissed, he could tell that she was in pain. He also couldn't help but notice the ally was the same exact ally where the murder of his daughter happened. But when the woman said the thing about her daughter, was what made Miguel freeze in his tracks.

"My daughter was shot here, and died in the hospital... they never found the guy that did it.." she said in tears. Miguel could see the tears streaming down her white wide eyes. "My daughter was my everything, she was the light of my life, but now she is gone.. and it's because of people like those scums that I do what I do.. so that no other mother had to go through what I did.." she admitted. No, it couldn't possibly be her. "I will do everything in my power to get every criminal off the street, even if that means killing them" she said.

The woman then brushed off her tears. "I'll have to kill you too, since you tend to get in my way!" she hissed as she lounged at him. This time Miguel had a trick up his sleeve. As soon as the woman got close to him, he manage to get a hold of her shoulder, then with his free hand, he got a needle shot which contained the venom from his fangs and injected the serum in her neck. Causing her to go weak. "What did you.." she wasn't able to finish her sentence. She then slumped forward towards him, losing conciseness.

Miguel then got a hold of the unconscious woman, he noticed how the black ink like skin of her began to disappear from her body. Revealing that she was naked underneath her 'suit'. Sadly he didn't have anything to cover her body, instead he used his big arms to hide her body. Then the black ink had dissolved off her face, revealing to be his one and only wife. The woman that he had been searching for, you looked so peaceful with your eyes closed as if you were sleeping. He sighed as he held your body close to him, pulling you into a tight embrace and tears forming in his eyes, glad that he had found you.

Taglist: @sorryi-mtrash, @call-me-nev

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[connorswhisk]

and so it goes (miguel o’hara x spiderman!reader)

hi note this is a fic specifically for transmasc readers. don’t come anywhere near this if you’re a cis woman. you have a million fics you can read that aren’t this one. thank you 🍻

@spokentothewoods here you go ☺️

WARNINGS: Angst, slightly sexual situations >:)

That ever-present tenseness is visible in his shoulders; in truth, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him without it, for as many years as you’ve been working with him. You’ve been working late tonight and could really use a break yourself, but with Jess away for an ultrasound, someone had to stay behind and keep an eye on Miguel.

Perhaps you volunteered for the job a tad too hastily, if the smirk Hobie had flashed in your direction was any indication, but Hobie’s always smirking at things. You’ve gotten pretty used to it.

In any case, even Margo’s signed off for the night. You know Miguel’s the Big Boss In Charge, but…couldn’t he benefit from some chill time?

“That’s it,” you say, yawning. “That’s the last of the logs done. Think I’ll turn in for the night.”

Miguel says nothing. He either is so immersed in his work that he didn’t hear you, or he’s ignoring you - both are likely in their own way.

After a moment’s more of silence, you frown, and web yourself up to his platform. He’s always brooding, that’s pretty normal, but…

Oh, you realize, because you recognize the video footage he’s watching. You’ve never seen it yourself, but you know what it is, where Miguel came from. You know why he is the way that he is.

You contemplate leaving and pretending you saw nothing, but then Miguel turns his head and fixes you with his dark, exhausted eyes, and it’s too late to act innocent.

“Sorry,” you say quietly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. You just…”

“What.” He phrases the word as a statement, not a question. “I just what.”

You sigh. “I worry about you, Miguel. I mean, when you first found me in my universe…you were sad, sure, but you weren’t this angry. I don’t know what changed, but if you ever need to talk…”

“I don’t.” His stare is fixed somewhere past your shoulder, his jaw hard as steel. “Nothing changed. I’m fine.”

“Oh, bullshit,” you tell him, and you can’t help but roll your eyes. “How long have we known each other? I know when you’re lying to me.”

Miguel shakes his head. He’s been working with Jess the longest and all the Spiders respect him as their leader, but he’s never gotten as close to anyone as he has to you. You know this because he told you so himself, a year ago when MJ was killed and you were stumbling around HQ in a haze, the big empty pit in your stomach threatening to swallow you whole.

We all lose people, he’d told you, his voice the gentlest you’d ever heard it. But we persevere. You’re strong, Y/N. You can survive this.

I bet you tell all the Spiders they’re your favorite, you’d joked half-heartedly, desolate and depressed, sure you were right. But Miguel had given you this look that had told you plainly: I am completely serious. And then he’d started to say something, stopped as if he’d thought better of himself, and swung away.

You don’t know what he’d been about to tell you…though maybe you kind of do. The pair of you have never necessarily been the emotionally vulnerable types, but the connection between you is one that cannot be denied.

“I’m fine,” he’s repeating now, still hiding from the truth. “Just tired.”

“Which is exactly why you should call it for the night. You’ve done plenty.”

“I haven’t done enough.”

“Look, just…” You exhale deeply, pull off your mask so you can meet him eye-to-eye. You don’t miss the slight change in his demeanor when you bare your face, the fleeting look of quick relief. “Do you…want a massage or something?”

He blinks. “What.”

“I asked if you wanted a - “

“I heard you.”

You quirk an eyebrow. “Ok. So? Your shoulders could really use it, dude.”

“I…” You can pinpoint the exact moment he decides to give in, posture slumped and scowl deepening. “…Fine.”

He turns back to face the screens - thankfully, the video from before is long gone. Miguel says nothing for a long time, ‘til he finally snaps, “Well?”

You lay your hands on his shoulders. You’re no trained masseuse, but your Aunt May does a wicked back rub and you’re sure you can replicate her technique, more or less. And so you try.

Are all shoulder muscles this knotted? Or is Miguel just overworking himself per usual? You’re not sure, but you press as hard as you dare, first with your fingertips, then kneading in and out with your knuckles. Miguel is silent as you work. The only sound he makes is the measured course of his breathing, up-down, up-down, up-down. You can feel it thrumming through your neurons, slow and steady.

“What, sorry?” You didn’t catch what Miguel just mumbled under his breath.

“Can you - go harder?” he repeats, practically spitting the words. He sounds as exhausted as you’ve ever heard him.

Wordlessly, you begin to apply even more pressure, and Miguel moans. You’ve never heard him make a noise like that before, and in your shock, you start and almost back away from him entirely. You manage to keep your wits, though, and you press again in the same spot, feeling the knot aching to unravel beneath his skin.

“Y/N,” he groans - but before you can begin to wrap your head around that, Miguel’s body is freezing up under your fingertips, and suddenly, he’s wrenching himself away from you.

“Woah - you ok?” You drop your hands to dangle by your hips, but you can still feel the buzz in your head, concentrated and slightly painful like a migraine, a hit off a cigarette.

“You should go,” Miguel says quietly, his back to you. “This…you should just go.”

“Ok.” You’re finding it hard to breathe, beneath all the spandex and bindings and confusion. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“No.”

“Then what the hell is the prob - “

“GO, Y/N,” Miguel seethes, his hands tightening into fists at his sides. “Just leave me alone.”

You scowl. “Fine.” Pulling your mask down over your face again, you shoot a strand of web over in the opposite direction, pull yourself through the air until you land against the wall and cling there. “Fine, Miguel. Whatever you want. As usual.”

If he looks back at you as you leave, you don’t know. At the moment, you’re too hurt and angry to waste another thought on him.

[its-freaking-jordan]

My special flower…

Yan!Muzan Kibutsiji x fem! reader

You were an ordinary human, living in the Entertainment District until, you laid eyes on Him.For you to be something he least expects., his blue spider lily

This includes;Blood,needles,killing, eating human blood,kidnapping,cussing, sharp objects,Stalking

Main idea was from @moonnime <3

Muzan never expected to find the Blue Spider lily in years, that is until you, a mere human, who caught his attention.

You are a pretty well known person that works in the ED, people loves each of your performance that you put on for them at night. They love your voice/dancing/singing skills, but there was this one person who you caught a glimpse at in the crowd that was watching you. He worse a black fedora with a suit, his eyes were like ruby’s in your eyes.

He caught a glimpse of you, and was lost in your eyes, your eyes were blue, like the blue spider lily. He need wants you, he just knows it. He knows that you would be his last piece..

Once your performance was over, you gathered all of your belongings together, and packed it up for the night, quickly you found your blindfold and put it on, changing your hair as well. You were making your way to a food stand, all of a sudden you blacked out..

You woke up to a new place, to you it looked pretty but also confusing. There was many rooms just by the looks of it, you can get lost in seconds, then you heard a Biwa play. You’re in a new room, it looked nice. The door creaked open and you saw the Man who caught your attention at the ED.

“So you’re awake, good. How are you my dear?” Before you can speak he interrupted you. “My name is Muzan..Muzan Kibutsji, you wont be needing this blindfold while you are with me..”

Thats how you ended up here, Everyday was a nightmare to you. You’re never able to leave, see the sun or your family and friends. Muzan swore to you that they are safe, but you highly doubt it. You met his Uppermoons but you are forbidden to speak to them. He had killed your family though, and ate them too. He didn’t want them to be around you, or try to find a way to communicate with you.

One time before he kidnapped you, he was watching you from afar. I mean he knew everything about you. Blood type, favorite food ect. He even sent his Uppermoons to watch over you when he couldn’t. He did knock you out cold, using his sharp nails to draw your blood and using a needle to take some it to use as a experiment.

“Y/N come here..” He sounded rather annoyed with you. You on the other hand was shaking like hell. You had no idea what you did, you did everything he said to do right? A giant pit was in your stomach, you heard Muzan from his lab area. Making you way to the door, your just standing there, debating is you really want to open the door or not. You know he has eyes all over the place, especially on you too. You sighed and opened the door to be met with a furious Muzan. He motioned for you to enter and close the door behind you, being scared enough you did it without a question. A hard slap was on your face, causing you to stumble back.

“Just the hell where we’re you last night and, did I specifically tell you to not leave?” He asked demanding you to answer him back almost instantly. Then it hit you, Akaza and you we’re outside watching the fireworks he told you about, but little did you know. Muzan saw you both. You were at a lost for words. “I.. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You lied almost instantly. Hoping he would buy it. Another slap was heard through the air, this time causing blood to drip off from your cheek.

“Lie to me again Y/N and it will be worse. I’m only doing this to protect you and, you should know this. You will love and obey everything I say.”

I will do a part 2 soon..But for now this is all I have <3 Im sorry if this is not the best, I’m trying to get better.

[justyanle]

Home in the war.

(Spider x f!Reader)

Spider has been talking sweet about a woman to Lo'ak, you were certain that he yearned for someone else.

Home in the War. | CH 2

Taking a stroll amongst the bioluminescent forest that becomes more breathtaking night was a way to make me feel at peace, especially at times like this - a war.

The Sky People have returned, worse. They have more weaponry and power, stronger than the last time. Bullets flying faster, more propellers in the sky, and dreamwalkers turned Na'vi - Avatars.

I have been trying to get my mind away from thinking about the war that has affected me and my friends, especially Spider, our bond is closer compared to others, we were polar opposites but we still magnetize one another - He was outgoing, loud, and cheerful. I have stayed in the lab for as long as I can remember, observant, and apparently "too behaved" according to Spider. I would be lying if I said I hadn't taken a liking to the boy,

he was practically my everything. Spider's smile could beat the shine of a thousand stars, Spider's eyes could emit light brighter than any fire in the world, Spider is the peace and home I find amongst all the havoc.

The memories of my friends and I have taken it's way into my mind, making a soft grin plastered to my face, it's peaceful.

"Yeah bro! She's literally so pretty as well!"

The state of tranquility has left and my heart basically falls to my feet, I could recognise that voice anywhere.

It feels like there's a crack forming in my heart, as fragile as glass.

"Bro, you're sappy as shit right now it's making me feel like my vomit went all the way up to my mouth." Lo'ak replied with a tone obviously laced with such sarcasm.

"Shut up! You're acting like you don't find her pretty too! I mean she's crazy smart, nice, and practically perfect, who wouldn't like her?!" Spider spat back with a louder voice.

The crack is imitating an earthquake's breaking ground.

"She's pretty alright, but there's no way I could like her the way you do, you're so all over her it's disgusting."

"She's fucking perfect.." He breathes out in a hushed tone, almost silent, laced with an entranced dreamy tone.

The glass shatters.

I fled the tree I was hiding from, gosh, what the hell was I thinking. I knew hiding and eavesdropping on my two best friends was wrong, yet I couldn't pull away from the conversation, curiosity really kills the cat.

A few days have passed since I heard the words exchanged from the two boys. Specifically distancing myself from the boy I had grown to desire - Afraid I would be annoying him, especially because I might get into the way of the girl he liked. I worked harder in the lab that I ever had. Stayed longer in the lab than I've ever been.

Me and Spider have only shared quick glances and longing looks, I wanted to talk to him, I had hoped he reciprocated the desire.

I had excused myself every time the Sully children had visited the lab, locking myself in farther areas in the lab, trying to get away from facing the cause of my shattered heart.

I was quite certain that the girl he was wondering his mind off was Kiri, I had seen the way they laughed with each other, looked at each other, and smiled at each other - Each time, I prayed that it was me in that position, I wanted to be the reason he laughs, why he looks in my direction, and I wanted to be the reason he reveals his toothy smile.

"Hey kid, you okay?" I had not noticed that Norm had made his way in my direction, a hand landing on my shoulder in a way of reassurance.

An uncomfortable aura had step foot into the conversation. I wanted to just disappear at the very moment, wanting to be left alone.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"It's not visible you're fine"

"No, please trust me, I am." I let out a dreaded breath, trying to get away from the bubbling conversation.

Norm sighs, he grabbed my chair that I am seated in that was once facing the studies I have conducted on my desk, now facing him.

"Listen kid, I want you to be comfortable with me, you've told me every single thing that has happened to you growing up, I care for you." He gives me a sad smile, I knew he was getting upset seeing me in a blue mood as well. I couldn't help but let the salty liquid build up in my irises.

I tackled the scientist that had fostered me growing up. "I just- I don't -" The tears and weeps couldn't be helped as I stood and cried in Norm's chest, his arms wrapping around my back in a way of comfort.

"Shh, you're going to be fine kid, as long as you have us here you can tell us everything, your feelings will be accepted no matter what, y'know," he sends reassuring rubs on my back in a sense of giving me the well needed comfort.

"It's Spider, and.. I like him, Norm, it's just that.. I heard Lo'ak and him having a conversation once about a girl, Spider just sounded so dazed by her, I just wish it was me." I confess, breath heavy and shaking trying to make up words to spill the feelings I felt to my father figure.

Norm lets out a chuckle "Oh [Y/N], if only you saw the way that kid looks at you."

"Huh?" I questioned quizzical with a confused expression.

"Believe me, I've watched the two of you hang out enough to see how he feels about you, it's so visible he's head over heels for you, kid!" Norm releases a breathy laugh.

My breath hitches in my throat, backing away from Norm and looking up at his face, I let out a few sniffles due to the tears.

"I think, I have to go for a moment Norm.. I need to think." Norm nods as he lets me go, watching me from a far.

Was I going insane trying to actually consider his words? There were multiple girls from the clan trying to obviously flirt with Spider, trying to compare hand sizes, asking him what it's like to be a human, trying to beautifully bat their eyelashes at him, it's sickening, not because of them obviously fawning over the guy I had grown to like, it's because he might reciprocate their wanting for him. They're tall, strong, and could probably fool everyone with their bubbly and sweet persona, while I am just a mere human, an awkward girl that prefers to be left alone and barely had any skills that the Omaticaya are searching for.

The girls were beautiful, El'tera was one of the healers under the lessons of Mo'at, Namari was one of the greatest hunters amongst the youth of the Omaticaya, Desina't was the most fierce dancer of the clan, often having young Na'vi boys locked their eyes on her.

Putting on my exopack as I left the lab, trudging once again to the familiar forest, back go where I had my mind fogged and heart practically getting squeezed.

I was close to a pond, not just any pond, one that held many memories. Memories of him.

"HEY [Y/N]! GET BACK HERE YOU SKXAWNG!" Spider yells, trying to chase after me as we played in the water, splashing each other in the process, getting water on our bodies. The wide land filled with trees only had the vibration of laughter in it's air.

"Catch me first, bitch! You can't keep up with me!" I cheered as I kept on sprinting in the water trying to get away from my crush. He even looked perfect when both of us were causing a wreck.

Once he was close enough to me, he grabbed my wrist, placing a close proximity between us, I glanced up to look at the beautiful boy,

He was already looking into my eyes first.

A twig snapped, the peaceful memory that had replayed in my mind faded, I get my knife that I mostly kept with myself when venturing into the forest, in case of any horror that I face.

Unfortunately, the cause of the noise I faced was worse than any horror I anticipated. The boy I had been going above and beyond for, trying avoid for almost a week.

"[Y/N], I finally found you." Spider stated in a serious tone, awfully knowing the thick tension between the two of them for the past few days.

"Hey Spider!" I quickly put on a cheery facade, acting like nothing has happened between us. Afraid he would only bring it up.

"Don't "Hey Spider!" me, [Y/N]! Why the hell were you avoiding me?!" And shit. He did bring it up.

"I don't know, I'm pretty busy, Spider, I have to study a lot." I replied, trying to keep my stance up, obviously not wanting to be having this conversation.

"That's such bullshit, [Y/N]! We were just hanging out a few days ago before you started to ignore me, why?!" His voice was laced with the poisonous venom of anger, voice almost cracking - wanting an explanation to erupt from me.

"I told you Spider! I'm busy! Why won't you believe me?! Don't you have a girlfriend to go talk with or something?! Go talk to her instead! I'm busy." I was getting teary eyed, quickly turning away from his face and trying to pack up the stuff I had brought with me to the forest, ready to go back to the lab.

"Girlfriend?! What the fuck are you talking about?!" He was puzzled, not knowing he apparently had a girlfriend until now.

"Huh.." I was just as confused as he was, turning back to face him, tears now gone as a baffled look was now replaced on my face.

"Why would you think I have a girlfriend, [Y/N]?" He breathly laughs, stunned at the assumption.

"Well, I thought you had chosen amongst El'tera, Namari, and Desina't, y'know. Those girls are really beautiful. You should try to go out with one of them! You still look good with them either way." I put on a cheery facade once again, trying to obviously get away from the conversation that was now calming down.

"None of them is the girl I like though." he states while taking a seat next to me.

"Oh, can you describe her to me? She must be very lovely." Looking in the other direction, I try not to let out another set of tears threatening to slip down my cheeks.

"Well, she is lovely, the loveliest of every woman here, her intelligence is unmatched, she's so fucking smart it's insane. Her personality can warm me up so fast, my heart can't help but go on a marathon when I'm around her, her eyes beat the glow of the bioluminescence in Pandora, her smile is like the a drug you'll keep looking for over and over again... She is the drug you'll keep looking for over and over again."

I turn to face him with a sad smile, a sinking feeling in my heart. Expecting him to be looking at the water with a longing gaze but,

He was already looking into my eyes first.

My heart rate increases, my brain feels like it's going numb, petals of roses practically blooming in it, the blood in my body circulating to my face faster than the speed of light, the shards of my heart rebuilding like it was never broken.

The memories we had on this pond had flooded back into my mind.

We were younger, lankier, louder, and more playful.

Yet on this very place, young and old, he still looked at me the same like before.

"You're driving me insane, [Y/N]." he grabs ahold of my hand, interlacing our fingers and stacks his free hand above our laced one.

"You are the only girl I would choose throughout this whole planet."

RAHHHHAHRHAHSHAH OMFG THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A FANFIC AND I FEEL LIKE THE ENDING IS PRETTY RUSHED BUT THE SONGS I LISTENED TO WHILE WRITING THIS WAS MAKING ME SMILE SO MUCH OMG

also requested by anon! i forgot to write it in the request 😭

[ataraxiaspainting]

May I please request Yandere Machi, Pakunoda, and Shizuku? (separate)

Here's the scenario: They haven't seen their s/o in a decade, ever since they got put in prison. The rest of Troupe managed to break them out, and they go on the search for their s/o.

However, they encounter their son/daughter—who was eight the last time they saw them—now an adult and full-pledged hunter. Their child tells them that they'll defeat them and put them back into prison in the name of justice, which is sad because before they were captured and put into prison, they used to be very close.

Yan Machi + Yan Shizuku + Yan Pakunoda / Having a Hunter Child.

Warnings: The reader uses she/her pronouns respectfully, implied dub-con, manipulation, unhealthy relationships, and threats/mentions of violence.

Word Count: 900.

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Machi

Eyes the color of a cloudless sky meet those dissimilar to them yet all too familiar at the same time for as many reasons as there are stars during the time of midnight. The young man’s eyes share the same hue as yours, yet have the same type of glare Machi used to always use on you to keep you in line, to prevent you from doing anything stupid. 

“Komacine. I shall strike you down if it is the last thing I ever do.”

Machi is not scared, just disappointed, in both her son and you. 

“Oh?” But she is also happy because, for the first time in nearly ten years, she can see the image of her son and you, both within her grasp where you both belong. “You don’t mean that, do you?”

Her words made the young man’s sword be held up even higher, but she was still not afraid.

“I shall, Spider, that is a promise.” But deep within those eyes, there is regret and sorrow, Machi thinks.

“Is that any way to talk to your mother?”

Her son merely snarls like a wild animal, still having his weapon raised high. “You aren’t my mother. You’re just yet another piece of evidence of all the wrongs there are to be righted in this world.”

From the corner of her eye, Machi sees you wearing a pink apron through the window, seeming to be humming to something while peeling some potatoes, carrots, and onions. She would have made her way into your home by now, if your son hadn’t at that exact moment opened the front door, which had immediately set off his Nen detection.

“Am I not? You look just like the little boy I used to take to the playground all the time, all those years ago. The games we used to play, your favorite one being… hmm…” She put her thumb and pointer finger under her chin, pinching it lightly.

“That was then and this is now, Komacine. I will kill you for what you did, all the people you hurt and murdered in cold blood.” 

Choosing not to pay any clear attention to the threat, Machi simply thinks back to all the past moments, so bittersweet like her favorite tea blend.

“Ah… it was hide and seek, wasn’t it?” From the sound of silence, she knows she is right. “Shall we play that one now? …Would you like that?”

No answer is to be heard.

Shizuku

Shizuku turns her head to the side, confused. 

“Why are you attacking me?” Did she do something wrong? “Why do you think? I know you have a bad memory, but try to use that brain of yours, Spider. For your good.” This man looks familiar, but from where?

Then she realizes, as the moonlight shines on the tops of both of their heads, showing the eerily similar hues of ink black. She smiles, and the moonlight also shows how wide it is, much to the horror of the young man.

“Ah! You’re my son, all grown up! Gosh… the years have flown by, haven’t they?”

She chuckles as she reminisces about old times, full of sentimentality.

“We should have a game night, just like those times! Oh, to see your mother again as she plays with us… it would feel like a dream, wouldn’t it?” To see how you have matured too, just like your son, both from the inside and outside, is a sight that would make Shizuku’s heart burst with love. Even though you are all ten years older, she is sure that you are still as beautiful as ever.

It feels and sounds like a threat, but is it? Shizuku does not lie, and her threats are always nonexistent, anyway.

He prepares to run just in case it is and is real, though.

Pakunoda

In an instant, she gets closer than he can blink and puts a finger to his lips.

“Shush. Calm down, please. I love you both, and I always will.”

Little by little, the sword lowers, as small as the change is.

But she notices. She has always been observant, which only proves to be more amplified during her ten-year-long search for you.

“You’re a Spider, you hurt us, you hurt more than us. Why would I-” Another interruption.

“I missed you plenty, you know. You and your mother were the lights of my world all those years ago. You both still are. Did you miss me too? Either of you?” It is not an odd question, but without physical touch, it may as well be. Her Nen can only work when she has her hand or arm on someone, after all. However, even without using it, she can still detect when someone is lying. The slight quiver of the corner of the lips.

He can’t move. He can feel his soul sinking, far beneath the ground.

“No.” There is only one word, but the lie is still apparent.

“Shall we go in? We have a lot to discuss, your mother and I. We can also chat about old times if you want to.” She smiles as she walks up the steps, slowly with her hands raised. Her son lets her.

[anangelwhodidntfall]

You Had One Job...Just the one: Dad!Quaritch

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description: A more in depth story about about the first time Quaritch comes back around after everything and where where reader finds out that her twin saved him as well..

It had been almost six months since you were taken by "Quarditch" the man who was supposedly your father died during the battle on the demon ship. You had been suffering from nightmares since it happened, sure he didn't completely torture you while you were there but some of his actions left a last effect on you especially when Lyle held you a knife point to stop Quaritch from bargaining with Jake and your father said that you meant nothing to him, just some human, and had it not been for Neytriri you would probably be dead.

You moved Spider away from you, as you stayed in your room to help you sleep, and grabbed your mask deciding a walk might help you clear your mind. You went to the pond that Neyetam always took you to, and sat there slowly dipping your feet in the water until you heard footsteps making you put your hand on your knife until you saw Jake holding his hands up in defense.

"Just me sweetheart, I  heard you leave. What are you doing up this late?" He asked taking a seat next to you.

"Couldn't sleep even with Spider being in the same room." You said quietly.

"Nightmares again?" He asked knowing you had been struggling with them since they rescued you.

"Yeah. This time it was that Lyle guy successfully killing me." You said as he wrapped his arm around you closer to him.

"I promise you nothing is ever gonna happen to you as long as I'm here. I'm sorry that we didn't get to you sooner. But your dad is dead and so is Lynoel, your safe now." He said pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"Thank you." You said quietly as you both heard footsteps approaching making you both alert.

"Son, what are you doing up?" Jake said to Neyetam even though he had a feeling about why his son was awake.

"Something felt wrong, so I went to check on Y/n, but she wasn't in the lab, so I figured she was here." He said making you smile at how caring he was.

"You can stay the night with her, and bring her to breakfast in the morning. You two get some rest." Jake said squeezing your shoulders as he left.

You and Neteyam talked for a bit before walking back to the lab, and into your room where Spider was still asleep on the floor making Neteyam laugh as you two crawled into your bed. Neteyam wrapped his arm and tail around you as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Get some rest, I'm right here. Nothing is gonna happen to you." He said to you as you snuggled into him.

The next day you, Neteyam, and Tuk had returned from a walk when you walked into High Camp and saw him making you freeze as he was supposed to be dead. You looked to Neteyam and then to Jake and Neytiri who looked just as shocked as you.

"You see him too?" You asked Neyetam.

"Unfortunately." He said squeezing your hand as Tuk ran over to her parents.

"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead." You said to him making him laugh as you looked at everyone confused.

"Oh, your brother didn't tell you did he? I was on the brink of death but your twin here saved me, even helped me get set on some island." He said as you turned towards Spider.

"Sis listen...I can't explain.." He started to say but you cut him off.

"No...no you had one job! Just the one. How you could save this man after everything he did to the people who were our only family... and not to mention us while we were kidnapped is beyond me!" You said.

"Sweetheart." Quaritch tried to say but you stopped him.

"No, you don't get to say anything... you told your little buddy Lyle that you didn't care if I died or not...so I don't want anything to do with you and Spider I'm disappointed in you." You said turning and leaving the tent with Neyetam on your trails.

He eventually found you sitting by a tree, with your head resting on your knees, so he took a seat next you and pulled you into his arms, gently rubbing your back trying to comfort you in the best way he could...knowing you would talk when you were ready.

"I just don't understand how he could think that he would just be accepted back here with open arms after everything did to the Na'vi to me." You said as the tears slid down your face as he hugged you tighter.

The next few days consisted of Quaritch and Spider both trying to talk to you, which you both ignore still angry at both of them. You felt hurt by Spider for what he did, he grew up with the same people you did but yet saved the man that was going to kill them and you two if you didn't cooperate with him? It didn't make sense. Meanwhile Jake was tired of seeing you and Spider going at it, so he decided to step in and get you two to make up.

"Alright! Enough you two! I'm tired of you two arguing, your gonna sit in here until you two talk this out." Jake said.

So you and Spider sat there for nearly two hours not talking to each other because you two were just that stubborn making Jake roll his eyes at how much you two were truly Quaritch kids. You three sat there for another thirty minutes before Spider decided to speak up.

"I'm sorry I wasn't upfront with you about saving him. I honestly debated for a while whether to save him or not, but there was something in me that was saying that maybe if I saved him then maybe he could see how much he needs to change..and get a second chance at getting to know us. I've always wondered what it would be like to know him." Spider said.

"It's alright I guess..I just can't forgive him quite yet for what he did to us to everyone here...if you want to that's fine but I don't want to not yet at least. Sorry for punching you, and ignoring you this past week it hasn't been fun not talking to you." You said to him.

"Good job now hug and make up." Jake said as you reluctantly hugged each other making Jake smile.

A couple of weeks later you, Lo'ak, Neteyam all returned from hunting when Jake stopped you, before stepping inside making you look at him confused and that's when you saw that man and your brother inside the tent making the anger return to your body.

"Absolutely not." You said to Jake who in a lot of ways had become your father.

"I know we said the same thing, but he swears he's a changed man, that he's been learning the ways of our people." Jake said shocking you as you defended him.

"So that doesn't change what he's done! I never expected you out of all people to defend him! I don't want to see him!" You yelled at Jake catching the attention of everyone inside the tent.

"Y/N, wait!" He said but it was too late you were gone, running as he and the rest of the sully's stood there confused, you were usually so kind...so helpful, and for you to act like that just now worried them.

"Do you know where she went? I would like to try and talk to her." Quartich said to Jake as he really wanted to build a relationship with you.

"I do dad, I can walk you halfway there and leave you two to talk." Spider offered as Quartich agreed following his son.

"Ma Jake, are we sure that's wise? I mean she could probably kill me right now, not that I'm opposed to it but still.." Neytriri said to Jake more so worried about you than Quartich.

"Give them about an hour and if they're not back then I'll go check on them. This could do them some good." Jake said to her.

You sat by the pond slowly running your hand through it as a million thoughts ran through your head about Quartich and if you wanted a relationship with him. Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching until you saw Quartich's face reflected in the water.

"You know you are a pretty fast runner." He said taking a seat next to you.

"Obviously not fast enough, as you still found me...Let me guess my twin gave me up didn't he?" You asked still not looking at him.

"I asked him to. I want to talk to you." He said making you roll your eyes.

"You know you look just like her....you both do...I couldn't believe the news when I got back home and they told me I had not just one kid but two and twins at that...I never saw myself as having kids but then I saw that picture of you and your brother...and then we ran into each other almost a year ago...and when I laid eyes on you I couldn't believe how much you looked like her and how much you were like her...the entire time you were hostage you didn't speak a word and that's when I saw myself in you that loyalty... the warrior spirit is in you. I know I can't change the past but I would like a chance to get to know you without you being a hostage." He said making you look at him.

"What if I do let you in and this is some trap so you can hurt the sully's? Then I'm without the only family I ever known?" You said.

"This isn't a trap, which I know doesn't mean a lot to you but I would like a chance just to prove myself and if I'm like a month you still hate me then you can leave and I won't bother you again." He said.

"One chance. That's it." You said to him making a rare smile appear on his face.

[lost-girl-2021]

Brightside (Spoiler)

Yo, some people have asked about Brightside. I'm not sure if I'll get around to finishing it, but for those of you who've read it, here's a scene I wrote a while ago. It's set while Spider is with the recoms in the forest, probably a few weeks/months into their time together. You guys might remember in this fic, that Spider has a scar on her shoulder, here's the story behind it.

“How’d you get that scar?”

“Fuck off.” She hissed, dropping the bag and leaving him to finish folding up the sleep sack. She found the creek easily, still within eyesight of the camp. She had no desire to deal with the consequences of running off. The last time she’d done it, she’d ended up stuck with her father.

She reached for a handful of small stones, smoother by the current. Spider chucked one into the river, almost hitting a fish. Some of the anger melted out of her, replaced by guilt at nearly stoning the small animal. Outside of hunting, she had no desire to kill. Unlike some of the young hunters who killed to prove themselves or to improve their sport, she only enjoyed it when she’d get something out of the kill.

She sorted through the stones instead, picking out small stones suitable for jewelry. The teenager wasn’t too good at coming up with designs, but her slender fingers made it easier to weave complex braids. Most of the jewelry she wore had been a collaboration between her and Kiri. During her time recovering in the past year, she’d mastered one of the most difficult weaving patterns and presented a necklace to her friend to celebrate her completing her Iknimaya. It had taken her weeks and she’d restarted it more times than she could count, but the end result was something even Neytiri seemed impressed by.

By the time she had enough stones for an armband, she realized she didn’t even have a knife, let alone any of the other materials needed to make anything. She let the stones fall back into the water, watching them flow down the water.

She heard her father’s footsteps approaching, but made no move to turn towards him. He settled a few feet from her, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“I didn’t mean to offend ya’.” He finally said after a straight minute of silence, looking down at her.

“You didn’t.” She frowned. “I just . . . it’s not an interesting story.”

“Not much else to talk about.”

She shrugged, pressing her palm against the marks as if they were still bleeding.

“There was an accident.” She mumbled, heartbeat thrumming under her hand. “Last year. Hunting trip, one of the younger kids charged at a— you would call it a viperwolf. The pack attacked. I was on the edge of the group, got scratched. End of story.”

She could remember it like it happened yesterday.

It was humid out and Spider was coated in a sticky layer of sweat, her tank top nearly soaked through after a day spent outside. Lo’ak, Neteyam, Kiri, and her were all on the hunting trip. Jake had come too, as the leader of the expedition, along with a handful of kids on their first big outing. They’d slept in the forest the night before and started early that morning, as soon as light hit.

Spider was excited. She hunted often, with Neteyam, but Kiri didn’t enjoy hunting as much as the others did and Lo’ak always preferred to go out alone, so he could take all the credit for whatever he found. Neteyam was fine company, but he was always so serious and never wanted to talk. Spider was just happy to be included in the big group hunt, even if it was mostly just a bunch of novices. She’d sharpened all of her arrows and both of her knives, oiled her bow and strung a new string.

One of the youngest boys, ten or eleven, was practically bouncing up and down as they made their way through the forest. Spider couldn’t remember his name for the life of her and he talked so fast it was hard for everyone to keep up.

They made their way single-filed through the trees, nearly silent despite their numbers. She was at the very back, the young boy in front of her. Jake was at the head, far enough away that she couldn’t see his big head through the greenery.

She was trying to keep an eye on her friends, three spots ahead of her, when she nearly walked into the kid in front of her.

“What’re you doing?” She whispered, frowning down at him. The rest of the line kept moving, everyone too focused on their surroundings to notice the lack of two bodies.

“Look.” The boy smiled, pointing towards a small clearing of trees to their right. Beady green eyes peered out from a bush at the other end of the space, the rest of it pure shadow even in the light of day. She recognized the Nangtang by just its eyes and knew that it wouldn’t be alone.

“Leave it— “

The boy had already knocked an arrow. She reached a hand forward, to stop him or redirect the shot, but he let it fly before she had a chance. The wounded shriek of the animal had their precession stopping, but they’d already made it a decent distance away in the minute since Spider had been stopped.

She moved without thinking, shoving the boy forward. “Run!”

Spider fumbled for her knife, spinning around wildly, with the boy at her back. She heard a low growl before a blur of jet black came at her.

The next thing she remembered was the campfire. Kiri was sitting next to her, Spider’s head pillowed in her lap. She’d protected the boy, who was uninjured and teary-eyed across the camp. Her shoulder had been wrapped and treated with the herbs Kiri had known by memory. But, the pain had been unbearable, even with everything her friend tried to do. The next morning, Neteyam had to fly her home early, while Jake and the others finished the hunting trip on foot. She didn’t remember much of the flight, only the cloak Kiri had wrapped around her upper body to fight against the chill of the wind and the feeling of her shoulder throbbing in beat with her heart. Even after a year, the area around the scars was numb, nerve endings severed from the claw marks.

She dug her fingernails in at the thought.

“That looks like a little more than a scratch.” He commented, still acting casual despite the topic of conversation. “I had a run-in with one of those fellas— “

“I know.” It had been a sore spot for her, staring at the scars and being reminded of the father she’d spent her life trying to ignore. “I watched the video logs.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Did you now?”

“The lab got boring.” She half-lied. The lab did get boring as hell, but curiosity had driven her to look at the videos in secret. She’d been ten or eleven, entirely too young for all the curses thrown around in the barracks.

Quaritch hummed.

“You swear a lot.”

He laughed. “I didn’t know you’d be listening. Might’ve kept it more PG if I had.”

“PG?” She questioned, unfamiliar with the acronym.

“Safe for kids.” She huffed a laugh at that. “Probably. Norm went on a rampage trying to figure out who taught me such awful, bad words.”

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JoJos playing minecraft headcanons (I hope you enjoy it!!)

Jonathan- tried playing with a keyboard but his fingers are too big so he uses a controller. Refuses to kill the iron golems in villages and loves trading with villagers, even though he wishes they had dialogue. Killed a pig because he was on the verge of starvation and then decided to stock up on bread and potatoes right after because he felt so bad. Cannot figure out redstone for the life of him; can only work a lever and button. He prefers sleeping through the night because he doesn't want to deal with the zombies but can somehow deal with the skeletons and creepers. Jonathan likes to play on easy mode to explore and find pottery sherds to make at least a few pots to decorate his house. Has yet to get into the nether or enter the end. Has not started a raid and does not plan on ever doing so. 

Joseph- plays with the keyboard and has almost broken it multiple times due to how hard he accidentally presses on the keys. Can only do simple redstone and even then, he somehow messes it up to the point it works out in the end (he doesn’t know how he did it but pretends he knew what he was doing like always) Likes trading with the villagers and has made a mini villager trading hall so he doesn’t have to run to catch any villagers or worry about them dying in a raid. Yes, he had died a few times because he was not prepared for them. Would like to try mods but he can’t figure out how to install them properly. Once he went into a server and figured out how to get a multiple diamond glitch but got banned once the other players found out how he had so many diamonds without ever being in a cave. He’s still mad about it. Once died in a wooden mansion and got so mad he didn’t place down a bed in it to save his progress, he quit and almost deleted the game.

Jotaro- didn’t care about the game and only knew the basics until he heard about the aquatic update. Looked up everything that would be included in the update and tried to play it on the keyboard so he could figure out how the game works. Prefers the controller over the keyboard. Knows how to do some redstone but barely makes anything using it. He had accidentally made a fishing pole while crafting; immediately went to find the nearest ocean or river to use it. Gets disappointed when the fish he pulls out are dead and looks up how to keep them alive. Uses the last few iron ingots he had to make a bucket and capture a fish. Makes a temporary pond until he makes a huge aquarium that connects to the ocean so the fish are all free to swim along with the other sea creatures. Has named at least one of each sea creature with the name tags. Once played for almost 6 hours straight due to being super focused on building something and didn’t realize it until he looked over at the clock. 

Josuke- uses the controller instead of the keyboard. Only plays on multiplayer or different servers but has a few testing worlds so he won’t mess up as much (like his father, he does mess up quite a lot, even after perfecting whatever he’s working on in his testing worlds, but it always works out in the end) he loathes the skeletons to the point where he was searching for a mod on reddit and other sites at 2am to get rid of the skeletons in the game. Knows alot about redstone and has many redstone builds in his testing worlds. Has killed almost every turtle he sees in the game by pure accident and feels guilty everytime, even with his fear of them. He is the player to go afk and have dinner while he leaves one of his farms to fill up his chests. He almost died to a skeleton doing this but managed to save himself; that was the night he went hunting for a mod to get rid of the skeletons. Has named his pet cat and dog after his best friends; has also named every spider after another person (I’m sure we all know who we’re talking about) He has a custom skin and surprisingly, people like his skin. Starts raids so he can get totems, but has not realized he can turn it into a farm to make it easier; no one has told him yet.

Giorno- likes using a controller but can play on the keyboard as well. Made a huge animal farm for every animal he could get. Loves using the bonemeal to gather more flowers and make it look nice around his house. Can do some complex redstone but likes keeping it simple. He owns a server and had banned a player for using a multi diamond glitch; he probably would have allowed them to keep using it in private as long as he got a few out of it, but he and a few others had caught him using it when they went to surprise him with a bunch of food when they heard they didn’t have much food. Died a few times because he forgets he’s not in creative mode. Makes a ton of cookies and shares them with everyone once a week because he always makes too much. Has no weapon preference. Can never find a village without someone’s help. 

Jolyne- started playing once she found out about the nether and the end. Prefers the end because it’s easy for her to kill the ender dragon. Loves getting gold for her golden apples since she has amazing luck when it comes to finding resources. Once made a nether portal before getting iron armor and hasn’t been able to do it since. Really good at using the bow. Loves playing multiplayer with her friends and being stupid late at night until early morning. Watches playthroughs of the game during dinner at home (she’s so me haha) and uses any tips from said playthrough into her own worlds. The one to go to if it involves the ocean monuments; she has a strategy that she uses almost every time she needs to enter one. Really good at complex redstone and uses it for her hidden base in a server she has with her friends. Loves making the cookies and cakes since she always liked how they look; sometimes has to go grab a snack to feel immersed within the game.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

I can’t BELIEVE for the nights and days of life is over, I was starting to think that novel would last forever.

I hope you all are ready for the fact that it’s not over here on my blog, as my 5-5 ass is not done with it yet. In that respect, here are the chapter ten notes. No spoilers in the comments for me and any people who haven’t read yet, or are for some godforsaken reason, reading along with me.

And @mochalottie u are a queen and my favorite, I’m so sorry for taking so so long to read your work and being so bad at responding to your dms, I’m at the stage in adulting where every text from anyone seems like a monumental task lol. I’m trying to manage time better and respond better. It doesn’t help that I work in a high school so it blocks tumblr!!

Onto the for the nights and days of life chapter 10 notes! Happy Halloween all!

-The way I feel like my own children are growing up too fast when I hear that Spider and Neteyam aren’t sitting with Mo’at in the infirmary much anymore. 

-Ur fighting my Jake and Mo’at spend an insane amount of time gossiping headcanon. Ur simply spitting on it. Just think about it, just pICTURE it. Mo’at’s grinding up a paste and Jake sneaks in like “…Have your heard about what happened with Moe and Ninat?” and Mo’at goes “JAKE SULI I would never talk behind someone’s back. Tell me everything.”

-Hey, Neytiri being like unable to acknowledge Paz as Spider’s mom? Banger. It really gets to me. She’s like well fuck off that’s my kid all while doubting herself. But Mo’at's right baby Spider was Neytiri’s number one fan from day one, he was literally always a momma’s boy.

-Also because you mentioned the kids taking an afternoon nap, I wanted to take a moment to just highlight how hellish that year or so where Neteyam, Kiri, and Spider were done with naps and Lo’ak still needed them was. You know his ass threw the bIGGEST tantrum every time it was time for a nap and everyone else was still playing. He was enRAGED because no one has fomo like Lo’ak. The kid was feral, crying overtired tears simply insisting that he is absolutely not tired and does nOT NEED A NAP.

-Spider being in the sleeping pile is one of the things that makes my heart grow three sizes every time I read about it. But you made it 20 times worse by adding in that by himself he spreads out for safety but he feels safe in the pile, like I’ll kill myself.

-I literally can prove Spider always asks for banana fruit and I’m starting to become convinced it’s the only fruit he knows.

-Lol Norm and Max sitting on Earth absolutley fIGHTING over who has to tell Jake things are going BadTM. 

-Lol I just literally kNEW that Neteyam wanted to make Spider a present, and yet instead his gift to him was even more of a complex. 

-YOU CANNOT TEASE TARSEM LOVE STORY TO ME. ALSO I’M NOW ASSUMING HE’S GAY THAT SCENE READ GAY. 

-This is what both Jake and I thought of when Neytiri told him to keep his secrets:

SHE QUOTED THAT MOVIE ALMOST BAR FOR BAR MAN, IF I WAS JAKE THAT WOULD’VE SENT MEEEE. When I was younger I used to have to share a bed with my cousin on family vacations, and I’m telling you bitch is possessed. She sleep walks and sleep talks, and sleep assaults me in my sleep. But one time she fucking quoted The Princess Bride and the next morning when I told her I loved that movie, she told me she’s never seen it. I have never felt more fear for my life. Picture Jake struggling to explain the plot of Lord of the Rings, his ass has seen it, his twin was a nerd. 

-Jake as soon as his child needs comfort: Oh fuck, I’M the only one here!

-Spider, like 7: I won’t be able to mate dad. Jake: I have to go. I’m not ready for this.

-HUMANS ARE BACK, time for things to get a little fucking sad. I know I’m ALMOST twenty chapters behind and you guys are already in it, but I’m just getting started baybeeee.

-Also I love Spider calling his parents Ma and Da, your Irishness has crept in.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Broken promise

warning : hurt, angst, hurt/no comfort, tiny comfort, fluff, implied/referenced smut, mention of sex (fivesome), kissing, hugging, major character death, tw death, blood/wounds, no use of Y/n, emotional

Summary : You come back to Santa Carla after a trip to your parents' house. Your four friends have missed you and you have missed them too. A sweet reunion and a few events happen. But what happens when things are left unsaid? What happens when you don't tell everything? What happens when you make promises and they are...broken?

Poly!Lost Boys x fem reader

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Info : (Originally named Broken promises) I hope my dear reader you still like it, despite the hurtful things and enjoye the reading. I enjoed the writing but even I had to admit it, it was a though one. Have fun

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The moon shone especially brightly on the night of her arrival. The planet seemed to rejoice as well as the four vampires. They all knew that their beloved was coming back today. Knew that her heartbeat would fill them again. Knew that their beloved was finally coming back to Santa Carla. They could hardly wait. But the young woman at the wheel also drove faster than allowed down the long road towards her four friends.

She turned up her radio and listened to loud music and hummed. A smile played around her lips. She had been away too long to visit her family for a long time. She had stayed here for the last few years since she graduated from school and came back to her hometown for a few weeks to visit her parents.

It was a good time, no question, they had a lot to talk about, what the job was like, studying and of course if she had a boyfriend yet. You could say that, she had told her mother with a small, mischievous smile as she pushed the homemade muffin into her mouth. ,,You could say that," she muttered after her words and her finger tapped lightly on the steering wheel before she drove on faster. She still knew exactly where she was going, knew exactly where she had to go. Knew exactly that they would all be waiting for her.

The light shining from the front of her car illuminated the streets well. Even though she was not a creature of the night, she swore she could drive the roads better at night. It was easier, fewer people on the road and the night offered so much more. She didn't know what had happened in the last few weeks.

Didn't know about the new residents of Santa Carla. She didn't know what had happened. But she was sure that her four friends would tell her everything. She turned off the radio before parking her car near the entrance of the cave. She pulled out the key and took her small bag of clothes.

She hurriedly got out of the car and, with one last look up at the moon, went into the cave. She heard her footsteps echoing inside, as if she were chasing herself. But she knew it wasn't like that, knew that the cave had its own peculiarities.

She knew where she had to go. She had taken the path too often to stumble. Before, with one last big step and a leap, she finally reached the inside. The usual musty smell with its mix of leather, perfume, cool night air and metal was in the atmosphere. Nothing had changed. If anything, only more spider threads and pigeons had been added.

She looked around at the individual nests under mountains of pillows and blankets. But none of them seemed to be there. Not even Star and Laddie were there. Where are they? she asked herself, guessing that maybe they were out for a walk or on one of the rides. She was not a vampire, her heart was beating, her warm blood was flowing through her body and her teeth were not made for killing.

But still she could feel them watching her from the darkness. They seemed to be watching her as if they were trying to play with her. Testing how far they could go. You're welcome she thought and a smirk came to her lips before she put the bag down on the couch and positioned herself in front of the fountain. A little show couldn't hurt.

She knew the four of them were watching her, suppressing their lust and love for her. They only seemed to be waiting for something. She slowly took off her jacket and laid it carelessly on the edge of the fountain. Before she gradually felt the relative cold of the surroundings.

She felt the goose bumps spreading. ,,Is anyone here?" she asked playfully into the darkness, but heard only a giggle. Paul. She recognised the giggle above all. She had missed him and wanted to hold him in her arms again. She had missed his loving yet slightly clumsy romantic nature. She had missed them all. All of them.

Before she took off her thin jumper that was almost the last instance. Carelessly laying it on the edge, she wore only her thin top. Which clung to her upper body and yet gave a good view of her body underneath in the right moonlight.

Only a few moments later she saw a small flame flicker up, followed by smoke coming out of the darkness. David. The charismatic leader. She had almost missed the little smell of smoke that always seemed to be everywhere. She missed him, his laugh, his seductive words that made her heart beat faster.

Before she decided to let the boys wait a little longer. She moved to the edge of the fountain and walked a few laps around. Moving slightly spinning and slightly dancing as if she could hear the music on her radio. Moved her arms and hips slightly to it, got lost in a rhythm. Sinking into the melody of love. Saw a pair of eyes flash in the darkness. Dwayne. The black-haired tall quiet one.

She felt the intense gaze and a shudder go through her body. His looks always told her more than words, his looks had already persuaded her to do many things. Many things she inwardly wished she had done earlier. Before she moved on and her fingers played lightly with her hair.

Down to her neck where she felt her aorta. Before she saw the grin flash out of the darkness. Marko. The smallest and yet most bloodthirsty of the four. She had missed his way of showing her things that had evoked something in her. It was unbelievable.

They were all there. Wordlessly she turned one last time before spreading her arms and jumping backwards off the well. For a moment she felt herself fall before she felt the cold hands of the four vampires on her. ,,Coming straight into our arms, huh?" Marko said and grinned at her as the four of them lowered her to the ground and were finally together again. ,,I missed you all so much," she said, spreading her arms to simulate the need for a hug.

Before Paul was the first to throw himself into her arms followed by Marko and David who threw his cigarette away carelessly before the round was completed by Dwayne who hugged them all almost to death. But it did feel good. It was good to have their four friends with them again.

She seemed to finally feel her life through the others again. Their love was reunited. ,,The five of us together so close brings back sinful memories," she heard Paul, who was pressed closest to her. Before David laughed slightly, Dwayne sighed and Marko just grinned wider before they all broke away from the embrace. The four of them had not changed as they were immortal. They all still looked beautiful.

She felt Paul's hand still around her though. She had missed his hugs, his sweet and energetic way. She felt Marko playing with a strand of her hair and his fingers almost innocently stroking her neck every now and then. Saw that David already had a new cigarette between his lips and Dwayne didn't take his eyes off her.

They all hadn't changed. ,,We thought you weren't coming anymore," the leader said and she actually thought she saw something like worry flashing in his ice-blue eyes. She saw Paul nod and the other two seemed to agree. Her heart beat faster knowing that the four of them had missed her. It touched her. A soft smile came to her lips before she laid a hand gently on the leader's cheek. Cold. As always.

She took the cigarette from him, took a puff of her own before she said, ,,Did my boys miss me that much?" before she gave him a kiss. She felt him respond, a grin on his lips.

He deepened the kiss and seemed almost proud. As Marko tightened his grip on her hair and Paul's hands slowly moved over her body, she sighed. She had missed the touch of the four of them.

She lost herself in the kiss and wanted to get closer to David. Before Dwayne suddenly detached her from him and kissed her instead. More gently, less impetuously, and yet she felt goosebumps come over her body as she looked up at him. They all seemed so incredibly attractive. They always did.

Ever since she had run into the four of them and asked for a motorbike race with her car. Which she had almost won. But she had never drunk the blood from the bottle. She didn't want to, she loved life. She loved to have a heartbeat and to be really alive. She would decide for herself when she wanted to be transformed.

But she was torn from her kiss when she felt Paul's kisses on her neck and Marko's light, not deep bites. Knew what the little one was getting at. Felt her heart beat faster at the thought. It had been a long time. ,,I suggest we move our lovely reunion over there," David ordered, taking a last drag on his cigarette. He finished it before taking her hand and pulling her and the three boys towards one of the many nests full of blankets and pillows.

The night when the moon was so brightly lit had been over for a few days. The long night of love between the five had passed. But she seemed to still feel them all. How Paul had placed himself between her legs, bringing her to ecstasy.

How Dwayne had pulled her onto his lap and whispered sweet words to her. Marko bit into the soft skin of her thighs again and again. Before she felt the sweet tug on her breast as the icy blue of David's eyes seemed to devour her. It was a night of lust and sin.

But the love between them seemed stronger than ever. The days had passed and slowly it would be day again. Star, Laddie and the four others were all with her in the cave. They were all waiting to go to sleep.

Laddie was already under the covers, dozing lightly even though he was not yet completely asleep. Star was also sitting on her bed reading a book, but something about her seemed different. She seemed happier and yet sadder. Something had happened. But her friend had not really had time to find out everything.

She only knew that David had made a young man named Michael drink his blood. But she had not met him yet. She was curious what he would be like. She sat on the couch with a book between her hands and read the pages halfway attentively. Even though her attention went to the four of them every now and then. David sat in his wheelchair and smoked quietly.

Every now and then he chuckled about the events. Dwayne looked at Laddie's bed and seemed to just watch everything, even though he seemed to be in thoughts. Paul made himself another joint for the coming night and she wondered if it would really be enough. While Marko talked to his pigeons and put another patch on his jacket. It was a calm, relaxed atmosphere. It was caring.

Before, after a few more minutes, David rose from the chair and finished his cigarette before saying, ,,Time to go to sleep". There was a rolling of the eyes from Marko and a grumbling from Paul, but they all rose and slowly walked towards the passageway that led further inside.

Their mutual friend also stood up and put the book away carelessly before she joyfully placed herself in front of the passage. Before she gave the boys a hug and a goodnight kiss. First Paul, then Marko before Dwayne and finally David.

She had just pulled away from him when she felt his hand on hers. ,,You sure you don't want to sleep with us?" he asked quietly and looked briefly at the rest of the mattress and blankets. They had offered her to sleep directly under them. But she shook her head slightly. ,,It's fine, really, I like sleeping on the couch, closer to Star and Laddie in case anything happens," she replied, squeezing his hand lightly.

She saw his blue eyes run over her, searching for something. ,,If anything is, you know...we're all here to protect you, I promise," he said before kissing her hand and disappearing into the darkness himself. ,,Good night!" she called into the darkness to the four of them before sitting back on the couch to get a few hours sleep herself until noon before running a few errands for the group and planning to take care of the pigeons. Slipping happily under the covers, she sighed at the comfort before falling asleep with thoughts of the night ahead.

The sun stood brightly over Santa Carla at noon and she slowly woke up again. The light did not reach every corner of the cave, but it was bright enough to see more than just everything. Yawning, she had already bought the most necessary things in town and was already on her way back to the cave. She took another entrance, so she didn't take the stairs. It would bring fewer questions if she was seen less.

And not always a young woman disappearing in the cave. Humming a song to herself, she put the box down and wiped her hands on her jeans. Before she looked around and noticed something. Or rather, didn't notice something. Is she under the covers? she asked herself and walked over to Star and Laddie. But the closer she got, the more clearly she saw that the two beds were empty.

Discomfort and fear rose up in her. That was not possible, they were both asleep in an almost comatose state. They could not be gone. ,,Star? Laddie? Where are you two?" she asked into the cave as she turned over and scattered all the blankets and pillows. They were gone. She knew not to worry about the sun. ,,They can't be out," she muttered, knowing that they were asleep and wouldn't wake up any time soon. Something or someone happened.

Looking around she tried to spot signs. Before she hurried back to the couch and reached in her pocket for her knife. Strictly speaking, it was a gift from the four of them for defensive reasons. They knew that as soon as the sun came up they could not protect themselves very well. She took it in her hand and grasped the handle, looking at the blade for a moment.

Sharp and deadly if need be. The more she searched and looked around, the more nervous she seemed to get. She knew she could hardly defend herself alone. Especially not if it were the Surf Nazis. She bit her lip and cursed inwardly. They must be people she thought nervously and looked around.

She had just arrived back at Star's bed when she saw two figures scurrying towards the doorway.They're heading for them, she realized in a panic before running after them. ,,Stop!" she shouted and reached out a hand in the half-light. She felt a collar catch her hand and she yanked on it with all her might.

The person was lighter than she had thought, which is why she flew back out of the shadows with the person and went to the ground. ,,Shit, you're bitten!" she heard a childish voice, a teenager barely older.

Picking herself up but not letting go of the knife she saw who was standing there. The Frog brothers. She knew them from the comic shop, she had bought something there a few times. ,,No, just a scratch," the other replied, a small bloody scratch on his arm from the impact.

He was about to run back to his brother when she grabbed him by the collar again. ,,What are you two doing here?" she asked, looking at them uncertainly. They can't know, can they? she asked herself, but when she saw the weapons the younger two had, she shuddered. It would be enough to kill all four of them. ,,Let him go! We should have known, you're her bride like in the comics, you're keeping them alive!" Edgar shouted, his red bandana already drenched in sweat.

They were all tense and fucking terrified. ,,Just shoot!" the other one yelled and tried to get out of her grip. But she continued to hold him out firmly before she pressed the knife against his neck as gently as she could in the situation. What am I doing here? she asked herself and knew that her hands were trembling slightly. That her heart was beating far too fast and she was afraid. She was threatening children...and yet only to protect her love. She would do anything for them.

She had fallen for them, but of her own free will, they all loved each other. One does everything for love. She knew the dangers that would come. ,,They love me! And I advise you whatever you think you know, they are not here...leave and be glad that I don't call the police!" it was a weak lie and yet a warning. A warning that would come true and become reality when night fell. She thought feverishly about what to do.

She looked at the stake gun and swallowed. One shot to pierce her and she would be dead too. ,,Lie! We know you're here, we've already got the little one and the girl. We'll get your bloodsucking mates too and then you'll die, you half-vampire!" Alan shouted and his brother aimed at her. But she moved Alan in front of her and if Edgar pulled the trigger he would hurt his brother. He wouldn't risk it.

Her eyes wandered searchingly for David's bottle. All she had to do was take a sip and, if she was lucky, bite one of them. All she had to do was turn and she could win.

Before she saw the bottle lying next to the wheelchair. Something she could not know. ,, They are not here for the last time! If you don't want him to die then get out now!" she shouted and pressed the knife harder against the younger man's throat. There was no sign of Alan winking at his brother to draw his attention to something. She didn't see Edgar reply silently. She only heard the click of the gun but it was not a stake coming out. Instead it was holy water.

But the surprise effect was there. She flinched, pushed Alan away, lost the knife and ran towards the bottle. It was only a few steps away. She had already reached out for it when a shot echoed through the cave. A single shot. ,,Come on, let's go!" she heard Edgar say muffled as he pulled his brother out of the cave with him.

She had fallen to the ground from the force of the shot. The rush of her blood seemed too loud for her to hear them any more. Slowly, apppathetically and trembling, she looked down as far as she could. She lay lightly on her side and her vision blurred by the tears in her eyes.

The wooden stake had pierced through her middle. She only partly felt the pool of blood spreading beneath her, only partly felt how heavy the wood actually was, only partly felt her strength leaving her. She looked at the bottle and reached for it. Empty. She sobbed painfully as she realised what it meant. Death.

Tears ran down her cheek to the floor mingling with the pool of blood. No-No...I don't want it to end like this she heard her inner voice and looked towards the doorway. Rescue. ,,My...love" she murmured as she pulled herself up with a scream. She almost fell to the floor again if she hadn't supported herself. Everything hurt, her tears wouldn't stop and she could feel her blood escaping.

She lost more and more and left a trail behind her. She limped, walking far too slowly towards the passage, always thinking that the four of them would save her. You said it David she thought of his promise and groaned painfully as the wood shifted slightly due to her movement.

It hurt so much. ,,Help me...please" she cried out and tried not to look at the wood. It would only have made her cry more. It would have stained her hands even more with blood. It would only be a few more steps, but she began to stumble. The weight of the wood and her lack of strength were too much.

She collapsed and went down again, crying out again from the impact. She seemed to bleed even more from the collision, but she was only half aware of it. Her body could not hold out much longer. ,,Ju-Just...into the darkness," she gasped and heaved herself towards the passage.

But it didn't work, she had no strength left, she lay powerless and on the verge of death in front of the darkness. She had not reached the darkness. She had not reached the four. She had not reached her love. It was the end. ,,David...Dwayne...Paul...Marko don't leave me alone...I'm scared" she murmured before her vision became more and more blurred and her heart stopped beating.

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The moon seemed to glow blood-red that night as the four awoke from their sleep. But they all seemed to feel something. That something had happened. David saw the same uncertain look in the eyes of the three. It was the same uncertain look in his blue eyes as they were unaware of her heartbeat. Immediately they ran out of their section and the short way back to the main cave.

The light of the moon shone darker into the cave, not illuminating every corner. But before they could even enter, they all stopped in shock. Wordless, powerless, powerless, they stopped in front of her.

The vampires fixed their gaze on her corpse as if they were still dreaming. It seemed to be a nightmare. This could not have happened. Then it would have happened. ,,What...What happened?" said Dwayne first, who seemed to have banished any sign of his feelings within seconds.

He put a hand on Paul's shoulder when he saw the blond shaking slightly. He was crying. Paul was the first to cry bloody tears. His crying was the first to turn into sobs and he hid his face in his hands as he knelt down beside you.

He reached out his trembling hands and clasped yours. He held you convulsively as if he was afraid you might disappear at any second. He would have given anything to hold you in his arms again. Dwayne also went over to you and knelt down next to you.

The tallest one wanted to be closer to you, even though he loved to just kiss you on the head or forehead. Now the thought seemed to hurt him even more. Dwayne was the second to shed tears of blood. He did it silently, quietly, not to be heard. He put his hand so unspeakably carefully on your leg, he was afraid he would hurt you. He had always been afraid of hurting you.

A loud crack went through the cave as Marko punched one hole after another in the stone, his knuckles had long since burst open, but it didn't hurt. He felt nothing. He felt nothing more because you could only give him that feeling.

You made him feel something again. More than just a thirst for blood. He hated himself at that moment more than ever before. Marko was the third to cry bloody tears, trying to hold them back but it didn't work.

Dwayne opened his mouth but closed it again. He had no strength to nag Marko to let it go. For the first time he didn't care. ,,Marko" said David after the smallest one had cut a particularly deep hole in the stone and a complete rumble went through the cave. It didn't bring you back. It wouldn't do any good.

The usually grinning vampire turned to you. His face full of sadness and anger and hate. Anger and hatred for the one who had done this to you. Before he came to you and knelt beside you as well. His fingers slowly went to your hair, just holding a strand. He had felt fear for a long time. Fear that he might hurt you.

He cried and seemed to want to say something, but instead he just sobbed. David. David was the last one to come to you. His attempts to light a cigarette had failed. His fingers were shaking too much, his lighter wouldn't light and he wanted to scream.

He knelt down next to you. He saw your battered body. Saw the wooden stake that went through you. ,,She...protected us," Paul whimpered in response to Dwayne's question and only sobbed more. David swallowed, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. ,,Protected," he mumbled, his voice seeming to break every second.

The three did not take their eyes off you and yet they listened to their leader. Then it was David's turn to cry one bloody tear, he was the fourth and last. Before he realised what he had done. He had broken his promise.

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[parasite-core]

Last night in Kingmaker, the party had their first taste of hexcrawling. And some nasty random encounters.

The party made it to the Hinderlands with no trouble. The weather was fair and there were no real dangers to worry about so close to Rostland. They spent the night at an inn in Nivakta’s Crossing, and while there heard talk of a horrible group of bandits who all wear a stag skull amulet and who are actually cultists to a demon, to which they sacrifice people and animals. The party had already heard a bit about the Stag Lord’s bandits, and this made the picture even more grim. Ella—a former bandit—had wanted to try to make contact and try to convince the bandits that it was in their best interest to quit banditry and work for their new barony. This did not make it sound like these particular bandits were reasonable people.

The moment they crossed into the Hinterlands everything changed, as the dangers of the wilds were creeping closer. The first night they camped in the area they were attacked by a grizzly bear in the dead of night. Then, after meeting the alchemist Bokken, Irena fell into a giant trapdoor spider’s pit. The party killed it, but not before both Irena and Ella were poisoned by it. Thankfully Ozzy had thought ahead and bought a few vials of antivenom from Bokken.

The party had almost made it to Oleg’s Trading Post with no further incident, but the night before they reached the trading post the party was accosted in the night by bandits. Thankfully, Irena was on watch and spotted one of the brigands before they had a chance to strike. She leveled her crossbow at them. The bandits tried—poorly—to claim they were travelers from Rostland and had simply been drawn to the party by their campfire. Irena told them they had until the count of 10 to scram before she started firing. She critically succeeded at intimidating them, and the bandits scrambled to get away with their lives intact.

The next day, the party finally made it to Oleg’s. There, they learned from Oleg and his wife Svetlana that some of the Stag Lord’s men had been ‘collecting taxes’ from the trading post for ‘protection’. The party agreed to help get rid of these bandits, as it was part of the task in the charter anyways.

The party set up an ambush, with each member plus Valerie stationed atop different buildings’ roofs and prepared to throw ranged attacks as soon as the bandits were in the trading post’s walls.

Their plan went off perfectly. They caught the bandits off guard, with Ozzy and Ella killing the leader in seconds. Then Irena shot off a bandit’s head like Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke, and Valerie got a headshot on the other. The last remaining bandit fled for his life—falling right into the party’s second trap. He was going to lead them right to the bandit’s hideout, blood spotting the ground and his frantic flight leaving an easy trail for Ella and Amiri to follow.

[disneyanddisneyships]

Alastor singing Elvis’ music. It’s not a want. It’s a need

Okay I know it's from the 60s but we're gonna ignore that.

This is and Alastor x OC fic.

"He's not in love with me angel. We barely know each other!" Aponi stated as she got dressed in the item Alastor had given to her for the night.

It had red and orange accents.

"Are ya stupid? He's head over heels in love with ya. The other day he asked me about fuckin Elvis of all people. I let him borrow my phone so he could look'im up!" Angel argued.

"That doesn't mean he's in love with me, Angie!" Aponi stated.

"Toots, if he's not in live with you than this place might as well be heaven. I mean. He got you a dress for lucifer's sake!" Angel shouted as he gestured to the dress.

"We're going somewhere nice! And all the clothe I have are, no offense, slutty!" Aponi replied as she put in earrings.

"Oh my god. We all see the way he looks at ya! He's in love with you and I'm tellin ya, he's admitting it tonight!" Angel speculated.

"Whatever, spider boy. Come on. I dont wanna be late," Aponi stated as she and angel walked out of her apartment.

When the two of them got there, Angel made his way right to the bar as Aponi was lead by a waiter to the table Alastor specifically rented out for her.

Aponi ordered a lemonade, and the music started.

Alastor was on the stage, and Aponi blushed a bit.

Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you

He sang, and aponi choked on her lemonade.

He sang it while looking at her.

His static voice being heard throughout the restaurant.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you?

He sang more and Aponi gulped before looking around to try to spot angel dust.

Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

Aponi's blush grew and she sunk into her seat as alastor made his way off the stage and over to her.

Take my hand

He reached his hand out for her to take.

Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you

As she took it, the radio demon himself began slow-dancing with the butterfly demon, who was a blushing mess.

Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

He spun her, and dipped her.

Her eyes were wide at the action.

Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

As he finished the song and the two stood up straighter Aponi looked around, not being avle to breathe at all the people looking at her.

For a split second she thought she saw her ex.

"I-... I-...." aponi stuttered before running out of the restaurant.

Alastor was left standing there, his smile a bit weaker before he walked calmly behind the curtain.

Hours later, there was a knock on Aponi's door.

"Go away!" She shouted.

The door opened anyway.

"The last time I listened when you told me to go away, I had to wrap your wrists up," Angel stated before closing the door and sitting on the floor next to Aponi.

Her knees were up to her chest as she rested her head on them.

"Why did ya run Away like that?" Angel asked.

"I don't know," Aponi whispered.

"I think you do and ya just ain't tellin me. Cmon. Since when did we keep secrets from one another?" Angel asked as he bumped her shoulder with his.

"What if it ends up like last time?" Aponi murmured.

"It wont. The strawberry pimp may be in hell, but I've seen the way he is with you. It's sickening. It's like if you ever got hurt, he'd kill everyone down here. Again. He's a gentleman and he'd never do what the last guy did," Angel explained.

"And what if I get my heart broken again? I don't think i could remain sane if someone else betrayed me like that," Aponi stated.

"Aponi, this is hell. No one down here is sane.... I think ya should take my advice. Go talk to him. It's clear you like him too. You're just scared. But we're all dead anyways. What's What's worst that could happen?" Angel asked before standing up and walking out of the apartment.

Aponi sat there for a while, pondering over angels words before she decided to go see Alastor.

She walked to the room he would stay in sometimes and knocked on the door.

It opened to reveal alastor.

He was fairly suprised to see her there, that much was clear.

"Can I come in?" Aponi asked.

Alastor raised an eyebrow before stepping aside to let her into his room.

"I'd like to say, first and foremost, darling, that I am truly sorry for putting you on the spot like that," Alastor began.

"No... I'm sorry for running off... the truth is... I'm just... scared..... shit happened when I was alive and it was traumatic as shit... but I shouldnt have left you there," Aponi apologized.

"Well no worries! I'd be happy to continue as acquaintances! It's a pleasure to even-"

Aponi cut him off with a kiss.

His eyes were wide open in suprise until he melted into it and wrapped his arms around her securely.

Aponi smiled into the kiss.

She felt safe.