#and hey first time drawing Gabriel!

[p1girlfriend]

your kid treats them like their dad – f1 grid reactions ── .✦

lando norris ── .✦

he was nervous at first — “what if your kid hates me?” kind of nervous but they warm up to him fast, especially after he teaches them how to use a camera the first time they call him “dad” by accident he FREEZES mid-sentence you’re like 😳 but he just kneels down and goes

“hey, is that okay with you? ‘cause that’s really okay with me.” tears up in the car later. won't admit it.

oscar piastri ── .✦

treats your kid with so much quiet respect not overbearing, never forces anything just shows up. every time. one day, the kid runs up to him at the park like

“dad, look!” he stares, stunned, softest smile ever “…that’s me?” he doesn’t say a word after — just holds their hand tighter walking back to the car

charles leclerc ── .✦

he’s such a natural with them it almost hurts does little voices. fake races in the hallway. bedtime stories in French your kid makes a Father’s Day card and gives it to him — no hesitation he sees “to Charles (my second favorite Ferrari)” on it laughs. then absolutely sobs later that night

“i didn’t think i’d be someone’s papa so soon… but i love this.”

lewis hamilton ── .✦

he’s so soft and gentle with your child it makes everyone cry always down on their level when he talks to them makes them playlists and lets them sit in the front seat during errands the first time they fall asleep on his chest, he’s just… quiet

“they trust me. that means everything.” frames a photo of the three of you for the living room without saying a word

carlos sainz ── .✦

acts super casual but is secretly OBSESSED with being called dad your kid asks him to come to a school event and he says yes instantly draws a picture of “me and daddy carlos” and gives it to him he keeps it in his wallet teaches them Spanish and pretends to be strict but lets them braid his hair and call him “papi” like it’s nothing

daniel ricciardo ── .✦

IMMEDIATELY turns into fun stepdad of the year makes weird songs for brushing teeth teaches them dumb Aussie slang like “budgie smuggler” they call him “dad” during a game of Uno and he pauses

“you mean… ME?” acts like it’s casual but buys matching shirts the next day tells people “these are my people” with the proudest grin ever

gabriel bortoleto ── .✦

treats your kid like royalty reads every bedtime story with voices the first time the kid draws a crayon family of three, he almost loses it

“sou eu? tipo... de verdade?” (that's me? like... really?) takes them out for Saturday bakery runs and calls it “our little tradition” you find him asleep on the couch with the kid on his chest every other Sunday

franco colapinto ── .✦

awkward at first but tries so hard the first time they hold his hand on their own, he nearly cries starts drawing cartoons for them, custom little stories they shout “papa look!” during a video call he literally MUTES HIMSELF and has a breakdown of joy

“they called me papa. i didn’t even ask for that. that’s insane.”

max verstappen ── .✦

very lowkey, very protective acts like it’s no big deal until your kid gets hurt at the park and yells

“I want Max!!” max RUNS. drops everything. from then on, it’s over — he’s fully in calls them “kiddo,” teaches them to play video games lets them nap on him during F1 races and whispers “you’re safe. always.”

©p1girlfriend | requested | requests open!

[cupcakeinat0r]

Still thinking of Dadbod!Miguel to this day…

“I wonder what she’s up to right now. I hope she’s having fun.”

Your voice rings against the tiles of a shared bathroom, the lights of the grand mirror bleeding into the dark bedroom adjacent to it. The only other light illuminating the space was the tv, which was for nothing because no one was watching; it was merely background noise.

“Probably running and yapping circles around them, keeping everyone up, as per usual.” You hear the rich timbre of your boyfriend from the bed. You lean back from the sink to search his expression, a knowing smile accompanied by a raised brow, framed by bifocals hanging low on his nose. Everything about your partner exuded strength, except in his vision. Poor thing could never quite make out the words of his books without them.

You and Miguel knew how energetic Gabby was. It explained her unbelievably crazy stamina showcased in her soccer games, scoring goals for her team. And as if it wasn’t uncontainable enough, Miguel insisted on always getting her ice cream afterwards, failing to turn down her precious little pleads for a sweet treat. Even though you’d give him the look, you could never deny her either. You were both push overs.

“Sounds like someone I know.” You mirror his expression, the tease in your tone registered by him.

“Hey, I’ll gladly admit to being the reason for keeping you up at night.” The gravel of his words and his dashing smile makes you retreat back to the mirror. You apply the last step of your nightly routine while smiling like an idiot. You could always play cheeky with Mig, but nine times out of ten, he’d match your energy or double it, so inevitably, you’d always lose that contest. But you didn’t mind it. You loved that Miguel was always turned on, even by the smallest of things. He was always hungry for you.

Taking your bashful giggle as a sign of his victory, he returns to his book, one that looks too small for his hands.

He speaks whilst eyes are glued to the page, “But I’m sure she’s having fun, mamita. She’s always adored her cousins. And her uncle, for that matter.”

“Gabriel is pretty good with her.” You say with a smile as you leave the bathroom.

“Yeah, maybe too good. Starting to think you and him are the favorite.” He sets the book and his glasses onto the nightstand to draw his attention all on you: the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen, even bare faced and in pjs.

With curled lips and folded arms, you look down at him. Like a child waiting for his teddy bear, his arms spread out for you to fall into, like he does every night when he waits for you to finally come out the bathroom.

“Babyyy, not true,” you can’t help but look all over your man, the bed frame only just fitting him; The figure of a man who maybe lets his daughter choose dessert over sliced fruit too much, but that’s more than okay. More to cling onto at night.

You climb into bed, the sheets feeling nice and warm, but nothing compared to the beautiful blend of cushion and hardness your boyfriend has somehow mastered.

“Mamita… Gabby is crazy about you. She wouldn’t stop asking for you after the first time you went to her game with me.”

“I know Gabby loves me, but it doesn’t mean she loves you any less.”

“Oh, I know, I know…” you both shuffle in bed as you find a comfortable position for the night, tangled bodies exchanging equal parts of coolness and warmth. Miguel flinches and lets out a small ‘ay’ when your frozen-solid feet touch his legs, to which you softly apologize immediately, adding a kiss.

“But she really is in love with you. She’s actually, uh…”

He looks down at the minuscule space between you two, looking to finish his sentence,

“… been wanting to call you ‘mom’ for a bit now.”

You smile widely at the admission, “wait what?!” Your quiet disbelief makes Miguel smile, too.

“Yeah,” his voice softens. “She’s just been nervous to say so, but she’s told me.” His fingers trace shapes on your outer thigh, his gentle gaze spilling with adoration.

He lets out a short huff, “What can I say, it’s hard not to fall completely head over heels with you. I don’t blame her.” As if you couldn’t get any closer to him, he presses you against him even more. The air of his words hits your nose and lips slightly, the lowness and slight sleepiness in his voice stirring your core.

You don’t know what to say other than, “I just love you so much, Mig.” You shake your head faintly side to side. A million stars shine in your eyes, your smile ear to ear in this moment. “And to think I got you and Gabriella as a package deal. I literally won the lottery. Seeing how you are with Gabby? That’s what got me sold.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“…So it wasn’t the five star restaurants or the gifts or the trips-?” You fall into a fit of soft laughter with him.

“Baby, please, you know that wasn’t it!” You kick him under the sheets. For the entirety of your relationship, you always reminded him that the material things never mattered. You were huge on making sure he never felt taken advantage of, even though he took great pleasure in taking care of you.

“Nah, beba, I’m just messing with you. I know you’re not like that, c’mon now.” His hand messages your shoulder.

“But seriously… you’re such a good dad. I hope you know how good you’ve done with Gabby, even by yourself.”

“I try. Thank you, mama.” He humbly whispers before planting a hard kiss to your forehead, inhaling your scent.

“And thank you for treating her like your own. You treat her so good. Watching you two… I dunno, it’s like my fuel. So thank you for accepting her. And for accepting me.” Your foreheads touch now.

“I know talking to someone whose got kids isn’t always ideal-“

“What?” You scoff.

“Are you kidding? The second you told me you had Gabby, I wanted to give you another one.”

And the look Miguel gives you is all too familiar.

“Oh yeah?” His eyes look you up and down. He mumbles, “You never told me that.”

“Well, it’s true, I did… I thought it was so sweet the way you spoke about her that first dinner. And when I came over for the first time? Seeing you with her?” Your eyes widened,

“Jesus, I’m surprised I didn’t let you stay the night and-“

“And what?” Miguel cuts you off, his own breath growing short.

“Nooo, I shouldn’t say.” I feign a shameful look, your eyes darting away and failing to stifle a smile.

“Nonono,” Miguel gets on top of you, forcing you to look up at him, “Don’t stop talking now.” He starts to laugh when you do, the both of you breaking out once again that night.

“Alright, you wanna know the first thing I thought after that dinner? Our five-hour-long dinner?”

You furrow your brows, “Oh God, what?”

“I thought…” he lowers himself down, racking through and locking his fingers into your hair, cradling your head, “that she’s the one.”

Your bottom lip pouts at the declaration. “Aw baby, really?”

“Yeah…” he pauses for a moment, a guilty expression painted on his face,

“and that I also wanted to stay over and do unspeakable things to you.”

Your head falls back into the pillow and you let out a shocked laugh, cupping your mouth.

“Don’t laugh, it had been a while for me. I was deprived.” He tries his best to stay serious, but your contagious laughter is impossible to not gush over.

“Well,” you catch my breath, “not anymore.” You bite your lip, “We live under one roof now. One bed.” Your hands trail up and down his hairy chest.

He grunts, his face falling to the crook of your neck, “Gracias a dios.” He softly murmurs into your skin, “‘cuz I dunno how much longer I could’ve taken having to say bye to you at the end of every night.”

“Me either,” your sigh out.

“Baby…” you continue,

“Yes, mamita?” Your neck muffles his words.

“Guess what?”

“Hm?”

“Gabby isn’t home.” You remind him in a whisper.

Miguel lifts his head, your words clocking into his mind.

Oh, right…

“Then what the hell are we doing? C’mere.”

He sits up on the bed, placing your legs on other side of his waist. with the most wolfish smirk you’ve ever seen, marking the beginning of a very,

Very,

Very long night.

[ninuwrites]

Hi there! Are you still up to writing for Van Helsing? Because I’d love a fluff and smut story with him if you are! Like, one night you’re cuddling as you’re settling in, but the moment just feels right so one thing leads to another (No pressure, thanks in advance!)

just to be sure| GV

summary: you and gabriel have a peaceful evening (or not)

warnings: smut, p in v, oral (f!receiving), breeding kink(as always), dirty talk here and there

a/n: YIPIII!!! finally i finished this! i wanted to post this on halloween but ofc i didn’t make it😭 anyways i hope you’ll like this as much as i love vanhelsing (which is like a lot). ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! so sorry for any mistakes! i love you so much and enjoy!💋

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you and gabriel decided to finally settle down, in a cozy cottage, in the mountains. after years of catching monsters together and your serious injury, both of you let your hunter past and chose to take your vows and build a family rather than losing each other.

you were preparing snacks for your movie night while gabriel was taking a shower. after setting down a couple of bowls and plates on the coffee table, you sat down and waited for gabriel to finish his routine.

meanwhile you looked up a few scary movies for gabriel to choose from.

he entered the living room with his hair still wet and in his black tank top. he was holding a blanket and a pillow in each hand.

as he was sitting down you immediately cuddled to his side, grabbing and intertwined your hands.

he put a pillow down on the couch and covered both of you with a blanket.

finally he looked at you,

“hey my beautiful wife.” he murmured, squeezed your hand and gave you a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“hi.” you smiled, kissing his lips softly.

“what are we watching.” he asked, his hand caressing your cheeks.

“that’s up you tonight my handsome husband.” you giggled and showed him the movies he could choose from.

after finally setting up the movie, you laid your head on gabriels chest and played with his hands. after all in past few weeks you didn’t have time for each other so you were really looking forward to enjoying your time together.

but gabriel had other plans.

he tried to hold it together, but you looked so beautiful and you smelled so nice he just had to do something about it.

at first he was at war with himself, he knew you were excited for your movie night so he didn’t want to ruin it. but halfway through the movie all he could think about was you.

he started with drawing small circles and playing with the meet of your tight. after a while his fingers just got higher and higher until he heard your breath hitched. you put your hand on top of his and looked up at him.

he was looking into your eyes, waiting for you to give any sign that he could continue with his movements. all you did was, you grabbed his hand and put it in the center or your clothed heat.

“forgive me father for i am about to sin” he mumbled.

he put your body on top of his, you straddling him, your hands in his hair, your lips never leaving his.

you slowly slowly started to grind down on him, you could feel how hard he was under his shorts.

he kissed down your neck, leaving small bites and marks, his hands gripping your hips tighter and tighter every second. suddenly he thrusted you down on his clothed cock.

you moaned out, which encouraged gabriel to go faster, one of his hands traveling down your body to put off your soaked panties.

“what do you want baby hmm?” he asked, his teasing grin reappearing.

you hid in your face in the crook of his neck, “you.. please.” you mumbled.

gabriel rolled his eyes, grabbing you by the hair so that you would face him, “be a good girl and look at me when i’m talking to you” he said.

“please… i want you.” you repeated yourself, blush creeping up your cheeks.

“be more specific honey,” he continued his teasing, squeezing your cheeks.

“want to feel you inside me please.” you begged a little.

“that’s my good girl.” he smiled, satisfied. his hand travelled down to your cunt, teasing a bit.

“stop it, please, please i need you.” you plead.

and who was he to deny such a well behaved girl.

he slowly inserted one finger inside of you, speeding now and then, adding second finger not long after.

his fingers made you see stars, his second hand rubbing your clit oh so good. you felt your orgasm approaching when your lower belly tightened.

gabriel felt it too, so… he stopped his movements.

you whined out, looking down at him, your legs trembling. “what- what’re you doing? why-“ you didn’t have time to comprehend what was happening. suddenly you were laid on your back, gabriels head between your legs.

“you can take it baby, i know you can.” he mumbled more to himself than you.

without a warning he started ravishing your dripping cunt, the feeling in your tummy returning more intense than before.

your legs were shaking, gabriel ate you out like you were his last meal.

out of a sudden, orgasm washes over you, gabriel licking up every drop of your slick heat.

he slowly kissed his way up your body, sweet phrases leaving his mouth such as:

“did so good, my beautiful girl”

“could taste you forever, my perfect girl”

he left some bite marks here and there, his possessiveness showing up. his hands were not left behind, one of them grabbed your tit, the other was left on your hip helping to grind his hips into yours.

he was nipping at your jaw, your arms were around his neck trying to get a kiss on the lips. he was such a tease sometimes!

in return, one of your hands travelled down his body, playing with the band of his shorts, your hand slowly caressing his lower belly.

he breathed out, his hand gripping your ass harder, surely leaving marks or a bruise. you took his leaking shaft into your hand, squeezing him and jerking him a little, small whimpers leaving him which got you even wetter than before.

he desperately put off his shorts, his hard, thick and leaking cock sprung out, his red tip asking for all the attention.

you centred him to your entrance, gabriel slightly teasing your wet hole, sliding in not long after.

you could never get used to the feeling of him. he is so big, so thick, his shaft is veiny and always giving you the greatest pleasure.

he slid inside of you, your noses brushing against each other, his eyes locking into yours while he gave you some to adjust to him.

after a few moments he started to grind his hips against yours. “so- so big, always get me so f- full.” you half moaned out, knowing that gabriel likes any kind of praise from you.

“squeezing me so tight baby, feels like the first time every time with you.” gabriel whispered, finally thrusting in and out of you.

you couldn’t hold moans and whimpers even if you wanted to. he always made you feel like you were on cloud nine.

“go har- harder, please.” you pleaded, which was the soft spot for gabriel.

his thrust became wilder, animalistic even, his possessive side coming up. he wanted to claim you, all of you. he wanted everyone to know that your his girl, his little beautiful wife who he intends to keep forever and beyond.

he couldn’t get the thought of you stuffed with him and pregnant with his child. that’s what god wants too.

right?

your begs and moans just turned him on more and more, his thrusts getting more and more powerful and faster each second.

suddenly the warm feeling in your lower tummy reappeared, the feeling of your high increasing. gabriel acknowledging it too because of how hard your tight walls squeezed him.

“you want to cum my dear?”

want to soak me?”

“cmon let go baby.”

he always knew what to say to you, you were like an open book to him.

“cum for me.” he commanded which was hard not to follow.

your orgasm peaked while gabriel did not slow down, overstimulating your already used cunt. your nails dug into his back, scratching him which caused gabriel to let out a loud groan.

“keep doing that and i won’t pull out sweetheart.” he mumbled into your ear.

“than don’t.” you moaned out back, your head hazy from the overstimulation that still didn’t stop.

and that was all reassurance that gabriel needed.

his pace sped up, faster than before his eyes went completely black. his only concern was to breed you nice and full of his juices.

it didn’t take long for him to get over the edge. in no time he was finishing inside of you, his hips stuttering as his thick white cum painted your soft walls.

out of breath, he fell on to of you, his head resting on your chest. your hand went up to his beautiful, long, brown hair and you started to scratched his scalp.

after few minutes, when you both finally steadied your breaths, he brought his head up, his eyes scanning your face.

he gave you a slow passionate kiss, and said , “i love you my darling, i already tied a knot with you and now i want you to be the mother of my children.”

his hand went up to caress your cheek which you gladly accepted and nuzzled your head into his hand.

“gabriel, i wouldn’t want to have kids with anyone other than you. i love you my handsome husband.” you smiled.

this sentence alone got you many many kisses and many more attempts to get you pregnant.

you know, just to be sure.

[friedri-ce]

Hey Rice!! I’m really curious, how do you plan your comics? like the paneling and flow.

first of all, i write the script for the comic, where i write all dialogues and note all the little ideas and details I'd like to depict. for example:

page 1:

gabriel: so... i see, machine. (gabriel holding a sword that reflects v1's optic. their eye has two irises)

(the color scheme is decided even before i sit down to write the script because i spend a lot of time rotating the idea of the comic in my mind)

after im done, i sketch all the pages together to think on the composition, colors, and placement

while drawing the comic itself, its important to go back to the previous pages already drawn and check if they tie together. if they do not, i add some universal details (like the lilies in the latest comic), change the panels or fix the color scheme. (sometimes my ass might add a whole new page)

and the hardest part is. choosing the name for the comic 😔😔😔

[maddascanbe-blog]

Part 1 of the unifications.

Hey remember when I said I was planning to change some of the names when they were truly egregious? This is what I meant.

So we have (from left to right) Dragonfly, Viper Noir, Shadow Moth (they still call him Hawkmoth), and Ladybee.

Dragon-bug was a stupid name, I know they were saving Lady Dragon for Shanghai but that doesn't mean we give up all together guys. Dragonfly just makes more sense.

I know I'm not the first to say that the Ladybug Dragon unification was great. It's actually one of my favorites. It showed off how good the Ladybug, and by extension Marinette, could look if the artist put a tad more effort into her suit. I definitely deviated pretty far here, push the dragon elements, like giving her two horns. The big ones on the side of her head and the little ones that attach to her antennae. The boots, and tail elements which were super fun to draw. And finally drawing Mari with her hair down because it looked cool.

Viper Noir just to add a bit more spice to Snake Noir's name. I almost called him Black Mamba but wasn't entirely sold. So that's that. I didn't give Aspik or Viperion a hood because I was saving it for this, much more Chat's style than Aspik was. The cat ears on the hood were a pain to make look right but turned out cute. And now they both have gold accent's! look how matchy they are.

I am forever on the fence about if I like Shadow Moth's design but I can't really begrudge the name? It's alright- it certainly feels very Gabriel, a man who has a track record of bad naming skills. I figure most still call him Hawkmoth though. I actually designed both Shadow Moth and Hawkmoth at the same time, so the plan was to always add Peacok feathers to the head and the double tailcoat. I almost based him on an actual peacock butterfly but changed my mind.

Just know that the additional feathers are just as painful as the butterfly wings. And now there is more! Hooray! Hawkmoth suffers!

And Lady Bee, this one felt easier than I expected because I already had Honey Bee. I might go back and fix her eyes though, they’re a bit uncanny rn.

(Bonus)

Blue Dragonfly to go with Ry-blu-ko

[flightfoot]

Are there any funny/cute/slice of life/peaceful normal life fic about miraculous?

Yeah sure! There's a lot of those for Lovesquare especially. These are all from the last few years, because those are quickest and easiest for me to pull up, and frankly, there's quite enough of them.

The Magical Rainbow Flying Caticorn by CrochetJellybean

Kagami is just trying to have a fun day with Marinette when Felix keeps messaging her. Apparently Adrien stole the peacock miraculous and won't give it back.

So this is a fun little fic. Felix is very annoyed at having lost his Miraculous, but hey, at least the kwamis are amused with the situation! There might as well be some sort of upside to being a Senti XD.

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Always Trending! by @candlemouse

Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube argue over the Parisian superheroes’ relationship and identities. Things heat up even more when interviews from the Ladyblogger, Chat Noir, Adrien Agreste, and Ladybug release!

This is a fun little glimpse into social media within Miraculous's world, especially with the speculation over secret identities. People keep on putting forward Adrien Agreste as possibly being Ladybug or Chat Noir, even though he's too busy to possibly be a superhero XD

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Draining the Tank by @trinketsinthesun

After a hard day of being Paris's most famous fashion designer and supervillain, Gabriel Agreste wants nothing more than a hot bath. But with the hot water tank always empty, he starts to wonder - why is Adrien taking such long showers?

So this fic is rated M, and it's rated that high because Gabriel comes to suspect that Adrien's long showers are due to him masturbating while he's taking them (no masturbation actually takes place in the fic). Then he notices that Adrien's long showers happen to occur most frequently during akuma attacks and draws his own hilariously wrong conclusions XD.

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Consequences of Dating Blindly by @mostmagical

Marinette knew she tended to get tunnel vision when she was focused, but luckily her boyfriend Chat Noir was always there to watch her back as they fought Monarch. With their enemy having disappeared, however, they decided together that it was finally time to reveal themselves. In public. Face to face. It's a little silly to have to introduce yourself to your own boyfriend, but after all, it wasn’t Marinette’s fault that she never knew her boyfriend’s name. (Adrien has never been to school, and Marinette doesn't know him.)

This is adorable! The two of them are so smitten with each other, and Adrien's not used to people not recognizing him as Adrien AGRESTE on sight. Marinette's got quite a few surprises coming her way, she didn't expect her kitty to come from this kind of background.

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in which chat noir comes up with an awesome gift for ladybug by @mixelation

If his Lady wants ultra rare Adrien Agreste merch, then that’s what his Lady will get! Written for the Miraculous Ladybug Secret Santa exchange.

This was really sweet and I love how mixelation wrote Adrien's internal narration! You really viscerally understood his thoughts and feelings. It had some of the intimacy of a first person perspective, but well, in third person.

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Crossed Wires by @torvalvtt

Marinette has taken Adrien up on his suggestion that they share an apartment in university to help cut costs and be closer to school. This would be fine, except they both seem to have a problem with keeping their suits off around the apartment.

This was fun and hilarious. I loved seeing Ladybug and Chat Noir hurriedly try to come up with excuses for why they were in their own apartment, while Marinette and Adrien weren't XD.

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Valentine Surprise by choppa01

Adrien had the perfect plan for spending Valentine's Day with Marinette. Unfortunately Chat Noir has the worst luck when it comes to keeping to the plan. But it all works out in the end, right? Right?

This is adorable. Chat Noir keeps running into people who need help on Valentine's Day and sacrificing his own plans in order to help others. Luckily, all is not lost, even if everything he set up for his date is.

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impromptu training exercises by @14muffinz

“I didn’t do anything,” Rena says proudly, not flinching away from the ire of their leader. “Eagle, on the other hand…” “DO YOU HAVE IT!?” Rooster Bold shouts eagerly, running forward to shake Rena wildly by the shoulders. “Do. You. HAVE IT!?” “YES,” Rena shouts back. [Eagle deposits an heroic object of importance known simply as The Ball in Alya's bedroom. Chaos, a game of keep away, and bonding insues. Also, a spreadsheet.]

This was a really fun fic! Basically the NYC superheroes play this training game where they attempt to steal this one tennis ball from each other and hold onto it for as long as possible. It's led to this one, ratty ball becoming an important piece of superhero memorabilia.

Naturally, the Miracuteam continues the tradition.

I love how you get little vignettes of what all the different characters are doing, getting a glimpse inside their heads as they try to find, steal, and keep The Ball. If you're a fan of hijinks or the Miracuteam more generally, this'll be right up your alley!

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The Art of Blossoms by @fruitdragon1a

Marinette is a florist. Adrien needs a bouquet. Or: Five times Adrien walked out of Marinette's store with flowers, and one time he left with something far more precious.

This is a classic, adorable No Powers Adrienette AU. I love that Nino and Alya are a couple and are friends with Adrien and Marinette, but that Adrien and Marinette don't know that they have friends in common, it leads to some fun reveals!

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Peppermint Kisses by @kuromori4

After a holiday adventure with his best friends goes horribly wrong, Adrien unexpectedly finds himself finally confessing his love. Too bad he confessed to the wrong girl.

This was fun and cute. An akuma attack gone wrong results in Adrien being a bit woozy and confessing his love to Ladybug... which would be fine, if he was Chat Noir, but as Adrien... well, there are problems.

Plus well. He HAS started catching feelings for Marinette as well...

It's cute, has some nice Ladrien, and just a nice, pleasant read.

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Season Of Giving by The_Rabbit42

As Christmas draws near, Adrien and Marinette want to find special presents to give their partner and... other partner. Combined with Adrien rediscovering what Christmas is without his parents, Marinette getting sick, and Alya and Adrien becoming closer friends, it's sure to be a memorable holiday.

I love this, it's a nice festive story, and I especially enjoyed Adrien and Alya getting to talk and bond and just... be friends with each other, rather than simply existing together in the same friend group! Oh, also, this takes place post-season 5, so Adrien's dealing with being an orphan now and all the complicated feelings that stirs up.

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this is my winter song to you by katrinette

On the last day of school before winter break, Adrien overhears someone singing in one of the classrooms. By the time he gets there, she's gone. He can't get her out of his head. And he keeps hearing her, wherever he goes, until she's the only thing that he can think about. But Adrien doesn't know who she is. At least... not yet. ––– Set against the backdrop of season 4 before Kuro Neko, Adrien begins to really understand the role that his friends play in his life.

Ah this is a lovely Lovesquare fic! Adrien's smitten with a voice he hears and he just keeps on hearing snippets of her singing, but can't track her down and it's driving him crazy!

There's a lot of cute Adrienette and slice-of-life in here, so if you want a low-key fluffy fic full of Adrien's and Marinette's usual adorableness, you came to the right place!

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Perfectly Platonic (Unless…) by @frostedpuffs

After accidentally revealing their identities in less than ideal circumstances, Adrien and Marinette must navigate their newfound relationship as both partners and friends. Becoming best friends was a quick process, but when romantic feelings begin to bleed into what’s supposed to be a platonic connection, their friendship starts to change in more ways than one. Surely it can’t be that hard to hide their feelings from their best friend? (A post-reveal, pre-relationship fic full of romantic crushes, best friend shenanigans, and a whole lot of dumbassery.)

If you just want a straight-up romance slowburn with these two just somehow being convinced their relationship is platonic (or that the other person wants it to be platonic at least), you’ll find little better to scratch that itch than “Perfectly Platonic (Unless…)”. It’s a little smutty and definitely earns its M rating because of that. If you want mutual pining, there’s a ton of that here!

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Confession Plans of Questionable Sanity by yellow14

Nathanael Kurtzberg has a confession to make. He’s in love with his big classmate Ivan. With the help of Marc, Marinette, Adrien and Nino, he’s going to confess, using increasingly complicated schemes. Marc meanwhile, is busy coming up with even more complicated schemes to sabotage those schemes so he can confess HIS feelings for his redheaded friend. Nothing could POSSIBLY go wrong with this, right? Written for the March 2023 gift exchange on the Miraculous Fanworks Discord forum for CassieTheweirdWolf.

This fic’s just really funny. These kids love to make things waaaaay harder than they need to be. But hey, everything ends up working out in the end, even if it’s not the way they planned!

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Attack of the Crystal Zombies by @trainsinanime

Kagami had spent more and more time hanging out with Zoé, talking about things like families, expectations and crushes on Marinette. It was only natural, probably, that she would help Zoé practice flirting. That was definitely a great idea. Granted, the deadly Akuma battle around them was a bit of an issue…

Quality Zoegami fic here! I loved how Kagami kept thinking she was bad at flirting, but it was sure working on Zoe XD. The akuma attack going on around them, interweaving with their conversation, added a bit of spice to the whole affair!

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Perfect by @deinde_prandium

It’s Adrien and Marinette’s wedding day! On site to ensure the event goes perfectly is their friend and famed wedding planner Kagami Tsuguri, and so far all has been going according to plan. There’s just one problem: no one ever told her about Adrien, Marinette, and their struggles with automatic doors. Add to this the fact that Marinette’s determination to play matchmaker between her and a certain wedding singer… Needless to say, Kagami is not pleased.

This is mostly a Kagami-centric fic, with a touch of Lukagami at the end. I loved the callback to Adrienette’s automatic door troubles, and Kagami and Luka being sneaky XD. 

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Patrolling with a friend for Christmas by @seas-of-silver

Adrien just wanted to gift his Lady some time off and hang out more with Marinette during the festive season - it didn’t exactly go to plan, but somehow ended up… better?

This was adorable! Chat Noir tries to give Ladybug a break by recruiting Multimouse to replace her on patrols for a bit, and Ladybug returns the favor by recruiting Aspik to replace Chat. Yep, it’s Snekmouse!

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Until I Found You by @linnieluna

Working their way up to a settled adulthood, Marinette and Adrien, now 23, gain a reason to believe that they are expecting—way earlier than they ever planned. Still unwed, it evokes a revelation on Adrien’s behalf. Was it time to take the next step forward?

I loved the emotions here, how Adrien and Marinette reacted to the results of the pregnancy test, how complicated their feelings about it were - and how it prompted Adrien to take action. It’s a really sweet fic!

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From school bells to wedding bells by @linnieluna

When the superhero duo takes on another exhausting fight against an akuma, Chat Noir does what he never hesitates to do and takes a hit for his partner. The problem being: neither of them knew what power the akuma possessed. That is… until he is transported into the future. More specifically, to his friend Marinette’s wedding.

Ah I love time travel fics! Older!Marinette’s surprised, Younger!Adrien’s bewildered, and Older!Adrien is off knowing exactly what happened and giving his younger self some subtle heads-up. 

It gives Adrien something to look forward to, to cling onto, through bad days in the future at least!

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u + me = love by @xiueryn

Marinette has a massive crush on Adrien. He has a crush on the superhero, Ladybug. When he says the only person he’ll invite as his plus one to an event is Ladybug, Marinette takes her chance to romance him for the night. AU. (a fanboy and fangirl start to date.)

This is just a fun Ladrien story. Ladybug is happy to oblige in Adrien’s fantasies, and no one else believes that he’s actually dating Ladybug.

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Miracoffee by @pauliestorylover

Ever since the last Mr Pigeon attack over nine months ago, Hawkmoth has fallen off the face of the earth, seemingly for good. There’s never been a better chance for an identity reveal—but after keeping her identity a secret for so many years, Marinette feels incredibly nervous about one. When Chat Noir accidentally finds Ladybug working at a café, Alya comes up with a brilliant idea. If Ladybug and Chat Noir interact regularly in a civilian setting, surely they’ll move towards an identity reveal without outside interference?

Adrien Never Goes To Public School Coffee Shop AU here! It’s funny how he clocks Marinette as being Ladybug IMMEDIATELY. And then after discussing it for awhile, decide to make a bit of a game of the identity reveal, having Chat come in on pre-determined days and seeing whether Ladybug can figure out who she is, all while they get to know each other, even if in passing. 

Love the other Miraculous heroes making cameos as well, Marinette seems annoyed that Nino cosplaying as Carapace actually doesn’t tip anyone off XD.

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His Princess and Her Knight by @seas-of-silver

Adrien, Marinette, Nino and Alya have a group assignment about how the past has shaped them into the people they are today, but they’ll make a discovery that’ll send them searching for answers.

This fic is adorable, Adrien, Marinette, and Nino uncover that they all went to the same preschool together, with Adrien and Marinette immediately latching onto each other, Adrien being the knight to Marinette’s princess, and also making friends with Nino. Sadly he was pulled after two weeks, but it made quite an impression on him.

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The Mer-Human Race by @rosie-b

Bringing her hand closer to his lips, Adrien tried to plant a kiss on it, but Marinette pulled away before his lips could touch her. “Save it for your girlfriend,” she said teasingly. “Or do you still not have one yet?” Adrien smirked and crossed his arms. “It’s a girl,” he said. “And I know her in real life. That’s all you get. Now, let’s get back to planning, shall we? We have a mermaid to beat.”

Lovely world-building here! Merfolk and humans have had a treaty for a long time, so there’s a tradition where merfolk can challenge humans to a race, and whoever wins gets to ask for a reasonable sort of reward (in Marinette’s case, she wants to be allowed to captain a ship at a younger age than is usually allowed). Alya, Nino, and Adrien are naturally very encouraging towards Marinette, and luckily for her, a nice merman going by the name of Chat Noir shows up and challenges her to a race…

Yeah you can see where this is going XD. It’s fun, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

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Cheating Cat by @11jj11

When Emma and Isaac Dupain-Cheng realize that Adrien is Chat Noir, that can only mean one thing… that he’s cheating on Marinette with Ladybug, and they’re the only ones that know!

This is really cute, with Emma and Isaac being worried about Adrien supposedly cheating on Marinette and wanting to talk to Ladybug to stop her from dating Chat Noir. That’s not all that’s going on here, though - Isaac’s actually adopted, but he and Adrien are still related, which puts an interesting twist on the tale. There’s a reason he’s especially sympathetic to the fact that Adrien being Chat Noir means he would have had to fight his own father…

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A Mousey guest by charliepoet13

Adrien Agreste has finally managed to break away from his father and make his way out into the world. One faithful night, after settling down in his new home, he spots a strange guest.

Adrien X Multimouse fic here! So this is inspired by the Borrowers, with little people the size of mice living amongst ordinary-sized humans, and Marinette got a little careless here XD. But soon finds that Adrien’s friendly and not a threat. It’s adorable and reminds me of the The Littles book series that I read when I was a kid!

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Three Crazy Days by @lea-panthera

In which Marinette’s mind is forced to stretch a mile.

So Bunnix drops off Marinette’s future daughter for her to take care of, who blabs that her grandfather is Hawk Moth, and then things quickly spin out of control XD.

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@ ladybug by @hefoundme

Trending in Paris 1 · Trending #JusticeForPapillombre 2 · Technology · Trending Tsurugi Corp Trending with Tomoe Tsurugi 3 · Trending #LadynoirStrong

So this is a multimedia type fic showing various online conversations and things that would likely be going on in Miraculous Paris. It doesn’t really have a coherent narrative per se, and is more like a series of vignettes. It’s a lot of fun, like there’s a section going over Andre’s ice cream reviews, Alix talking with Max about how she’s worried about Alim falling down conspiracy rabbit holes, an image of the most popular google search terms for Adrien, all sorts of things! It must’ve taken a lot of work and I think it’s worth a look. 

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Lost Little Kitten by soliea0death

Monarch hasn’t been seen for a while, but that doesn’t mean that Ladybug and Chat Noir aren’t still needed as the heroes of Paris. Also, the new holder of the rabbit miraculous may need some more practice when dealing with time travel. One-shot Ladynoir ;);)

This is adorable. Ladybug and Chat Noir find a toddler wandering around and try to find her parents, to no avail, so they decide to take care of her (well Ladybug said she was gonna leave her with Marinette, but you know what that really means). Of course Bunnix had to come to collect her since she was displaced from time, but neglected to say who her parents were…

Anyway this was adorable, and I loved the explanation for how, exactly, the little girl ended up in the wrong time period.

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adrien agreste and the consequences of tweets making fun of yourself by Anonymous

Well, Adrien thinks, what’s the worst that could come from a few poorly thought-out tweets lightly ribbing his own civilian identity?

I love the focus here on how people just assume what Adrien’s thinking and feeling and act on his behalf, without actually waiting to see what HE wants, and Adrien’s growing frustration. How they create a version of him in their heads, but don’t care to check with reality to see whether he actually wants their “defense”. 

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Spin the Bottle by @kasienda

When the bottle cap comes to a stop dead center on Nino, Adrien’s both relieved and somehow more anxious. His first kiss - not his actual first kiss, but still kinda his first kiss - the first kiss he will remember, will be with someone he deeply cares about. But Adrien also cares what Nino thinks of him, so what if he’s a terrible kisser? Nino offers him a reassuring smile, and he relaxes. Adrien glances at Alya for permission, and she just shoos him towards Nino. Adrien turns to Nino, leaning closer. If his stomach had been squirming before, it now feels like a half dozen Kwamis have taken up residence in his gut. But Adrien doesn’t hesitate. He blocks out the presence of all of his friends watching, and instead focuses on Nino - like Nino is a stage partner in a photoshoot. Except kissing Nino is nothing like a photoshoot. … Adrien kisses Nino in a game of Spin the Bottle, and then neither can stop thinking about it. Alya really likes how flustered her boyfriend is by all this. Marinette though, can’t handle it and keeps running away.

This is a great Alya X Adrien X Nino X Marinette poly fic! I love them all talking out their feelings and realizing new things about themselves. Alya’s instrumental and bringing everyone together, though she, herself, is also nervous about confessing to her longstanding crush XD

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Windows 5 + 1 by @dadplagg-mamatikki

A bet between Kim and Alix trigger a chain reactions of events where Adrien jumps out of windows.

I love this. Adrien needs very little prompting to jump out of windows, heck he’ll do it with NO prompting, it’s hilarious XD. Heck he even asked whether Kim would prefer a normal jump or a theatrical one! It’s really not that surprising though, considering how we’ve seen Adrien dive from the top of his rock-climbing wall onto his couch.

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I know there’s been pain this year (But it’s time to let it go) by @ninadove

“What? Nooo! Adrien doesn’t hate Christmas.” “Are you absolutely certain? What was he like last year?” “Well, he —” Marinette furrowed her brow, scanning her own memories. Of course she was absolutely certain. At least, she thought she was. Okay — she could not ignore that Adrien had run away from home that night, wandering the snow-covered streets to escape the freezing cold of his own home. Nor could she brush away the disintegrated Morris column, cataclysmed for the crime of bearing his own face. Oh, and the shaky videos circulating on YouTube. That musical number was… Concerning, to say the least. Still, it was no smoking gun. Right? “Oh my god,” she squeaked, plopping down against the counter. “Adrien hates Christmas.”

I love Marinette and Felix doing their best to cheer Adrien up, it’s adorable. Especially Marinette’s attempt. It’s very Marinette, I laughed out loud XD. There’s a lot of senticousin bonding here, so if you like that, this is a good one to check out!

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Caught In A Multimouse Trap by @a-flaming-idiot

Adrien was having a rather slow morning. That was until he discovered a tiny superhero trapped in his home and decides to be a bit of a hero even out of his suit.

This was adorable! Adrien does his best to care for the little miniature superhero caught in a mousetrap, bandaging her up as best as he can (thankfully only her tail got caught so it’s more of a phantom pain than an actual injury) and just… it’s really cute.

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the best laid plans (of bugs and bakers) by @mexicancat-girl

Paris is buzzing with the appearance of a new ladybug-themed hero, Scarabella. Alya decides to use her second hero identity to help her best friend Marinette. A bit of her flirting with Marinette is bound to make Marinette’s crushes jealous and finally ask her out! Her plan is fool-proof…! Except when it’s not. Not enough people are talking about Scarabella flirting with Marinette. How can Alya properly help her best friend if the news can’t be bothered to cover Marinette’s budding romance with Scarabella and only posts things about Marinette with Chat Noir?! So Alya puts her all into her plan, upping up her flirting each time she appears as the newbie hero Scarabella. This totally does not backfire in any way.

I adore fics that center on Alya, I haven’t exactly been shy about that fact. This is a nice one for some Alyanette adorableness! (And some Scarabella and Chat banter, I really enjoyed reading that as well). “Fake” flirting to make crushes jealous tends to turn real very quickly, and this is no exception. It’s hilarious, Alya’s the last one to figure out that her romantic relationship with Marinette is very much real XD.

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Within Your Heart by Inkyibis

It’s Valentine’s Day and Ladybug just wants to her superhero partner to find his love. And what she wants, the Lucky Charm will create. If only she could remember what it is she did last night.

Adrino fic here! Marinette’s drunk and feeling awful that her superhero partner is alone on Valentine’s (she’s in a loving and committed relationship with Alya), so she creates a Lucky Charm to help Chat find love! In this universe, Ladybug’s Lucky Charms have the power to create new rules for the universe to follow, such as making one that demands that if you have any magic in you, you have to tell the truth or else you’ll freeze. Or in Adrien’s case, that he has to wake up in the arms of his true love every day XD. It’s very sweet and I love both Adrien’s and Nino’s relationship, and the relationship between the rest of the Miracuteam members as well, even though that’s not the focus.

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a winter so warm by @rosekasa

winters were hard for even the best of vampires, but at least adrien had marinette to keep him warm with her cuddles. december was going to suck without her. so it was only to be expected to get extra cuddles in before she left, right? (well, not really, considering those heating supplements he was taking, but she didn’t need to know about that).

This one’s mostly just cute cuddly adorableness! It’s basically like all those “Marinette gets the Ladybug trait of needing to cuddle up to someone for warmth”, but with Adrien instead. And of course featuring Marinette being a very talented witch who just wants to help Adrien stay warm when she isn’t there XD.

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The 8 Weddings of Alix Kubdel by The_Rabbit42

The bet is simple: with the Rabbit Miraculous, Alix will be speaking at all of her friends’ weddings. No matter what age they tie the knot, she’ll be there looking the same. From Alix’s perspective, she’s going to each ceremony and reception one right after another in a nonstop bender.

This fic’s a lot of fun! I loved seeing all the different weddings, as well as how Alix slowly felt more and more out of place, with going forwards in time. Some of the weddings could get, uh. Exciting as well XD. And while there’s been years in-between Alix’s appearances for her friends at the wedding, for Alix, it’s only been a few hours, if that…

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Three’s company by @torvalvt

Kagami has been doing her best for years to ignore her feelings for her friends. It doesn’t help that Adrien and Marinette insist on spending as much time as possible with her, even going so far as inviting her along on their dates together. If only the affection she felt for them wouldn’t get in the way of their relationship. Because it is growing harder and harder to tamp down her feelings with how close they are getting to her.

This is adorable. Adrien and Marinette really want Kagami to join their relationship and she just doesn’t dare hope for it. If you want some adorable Adrigaminette from Kagami’s perspective, I recommend checking this fic out!

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The Power of Love by @nedjsmlfavs

In which Ladybug announces that she’s pregnant via her long term boyfriend and Chat Noir is a supportive partner. After all, he can hardly be upset when he’s been dating his Princess for years!

A different take on the show’s tagline (“The Power of Love Always so Strong”) written for Valentine’s day 2023.

This is just a sweet, fluffy fic about Ladybug and Chat Noir finding out they’re having a baby, revealing to each other, getting married, and becoming parents. Gabriel actually tries to do better here, as he does actually care about getting to know his grandchild, and realizes that he can’t undo this timeline without undoing his granddaughter’s existence as well. 

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Skinny Dipping in the Seineby whensparksfly

When Marinette and Chat Noir cross paths one stormy night, an unexpected friendship blossoms, and between the two of them they’re both able to admit what they’ve been looking for the most — freedom. Vowing to tackle all of the things they’ve never tried before, they set out on a series of adventures to complete their bucket lists.

Cute little Marichat fic here! Just Marinette and Chat Noir hanging out and doing things they’ve always wanted to do, like going to a rave or, well, skinny-dipping in the Seine.

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Villainous Matchmakingby @nedjsmlfavs

When Chat Noir is tragically unable to attend an event with Ladybug, the mayor calls in a favor from a designer ‘friend’. Now she’s attending in style, on the arm of the hottest male model in Paris. Which would be fine if it weren’t for one, tiny issue: Paris’ favorite domestic terrorist now knows how Ladybug feels about his son. This leads him to his greatest plan yet, using Ladybug’s extremely obvious crush on Adrien Agreste to akumatize Chat Noir.

A Ladrien/“platonic” Ladynoir fic

This is adorable and hilarious. Gabriel keeps on “accidentally” releasing things which makes it looks like Adrien and Ladybug are a couple in an effort to make Chat Noir jealous, while Adrien and Ladybug ae just over-the-moon about getting to spend time together and finding out that the other person loves them XD.

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The moment I knew (I’d no choice but to love you) by @bbutterflies

“He’s dating me,” Nino said, taking Adrien’s hand in his own.

Adrien could only stare back at him in shock.

“How dare you all force him to come out?” Nino continued, glaring at the reporters. “That was disgusting.” He pulled Adrien over to the car, guided him in, and shut the door behind them.

In the relative quiet and privacy of the backseat, Adrien finally processed what had just happened. “So… when were you going to tell me we were dating?”

This Adrino fic is delicious XD. Reporters keep hounding Adrien about his love life, so Nino finally gets them off Adrien’s back by fake-dating him. Problem is, Adrien’s actually been madly in love with Nino for years but has never been able to tell him. And now as they’re spending more time together, Nino’s beginning to find that he’s enjoying all these “couple” activities more than maybe he ought to if it’s entirely platonic...

If you want to see Adrien and Nino PINING for each other while “fake” dating (is it really fake if both parties want it to be real?) then you’ve come to the right fic!

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Every Heartbeat by @epcot97

Reeling from a brutally difficult day, Marinette finds her life becomes amazingly complicated after impulsively inviting Chat Noir to spend the evening with her. But when the suave feline begins to weave his way into her heart, she realizes rather quickly just how conflicted her feelings for her partner truly are. (part of MariChat May 2021)

Okay so I’m cheating on this one just a little. This story was originally uploaded in 2021, but was taken down and then reuploaded in 2023. I didn’t read it the first time around, and I really enjoyed it and this is my list, so screw it, I’m including it.

Really lovely Marichat fic here! Gabriel fires Marinette from her designer job for unfair reasons, so Chat goes to comfort her and help her set up her own fashion business, becoming closer and closer as they do so. 

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Chemistry With Him by @bbutterflies

It kind of sucked Nino was taking chemistry, but classes had filled up fast and he needed to take something and his advisor had said the credits would, somehow, count towards his major. It really sucked he was taking it first thing on a Monday morning (and Wednesdays, and Fridays, unfortunately). But he could get through it. He knew he could.

So no more boys. No distractions. He could do this all on his own.

“Is anyone sitting here?”

Nino looked up to find the source of the voice. A blond, green-eyed, absolutely beautiful someone.

Okay. Maybe one distraction.

Ah, adorable Adrino. This is a universe where Adrien never went to public school, so while Chat Noir, Ladybug, Carapace, and Rena Rouge all know each other (and Marinette, Alya, and Nino all know each other’s identities) they’re unaware that they are all already friends with Adrien. I loved seeing Chat and Carapace excitedly tell each other about their awesome crush/boyfriend, not knowing they were talking about each other XD.

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The Rules of Engagementby @overworkedunderwhelmed

When tragedy sends Adrien Agreste racing back to Paris to run his father’s fashion house, Marinette doesn’t expect much from her very new, very rich boss. At least not until she is set up on a blind date with a very familiar face.

Much to her surprise, Adrien Agreste was hiding far more secrets behind his stoic business-like mask of temporary CEO. Maybe as many secrets as she had been trying to hide for years.

As they grow closer, Marinette fears her mask isn’t nearly as foolproof. Day after day, it gets harder for her to keep all her secrets well hidden from the surprisingly sweet man who insisted on staying by her side as often as possible.

Only she couldn’t afford to fail. Not when her biggest secret could spell the end of the job she’d dreamed about for years.

They might not be superheroes in this universe, but secret identities are still active here. Both Marinette and Adrien used to be involved with the Ladybug and Chat Noir movies, and both kept that a secret - Adrien especially, since if his father found out about it, there could be some bad repercussions, as he voiced Chat Noir without Gabriel’s permission. Marinette, meanwhile, is well known for making cosplay (calling herself “Ladybug” after the movie), and has been in contact with “Chat Noir” for quite some time before the story starts - not that she knows he’s the actual VA.

It’s mostly an Adrienette fic with the two of them getting to know each other after their unusual “first” meeting, where Marinette pretended to be Kagami in order to scupper the date with Adrien and get Tomoe off her back, with some intrigue and drama thrown in. Lila’s skulking around causing problems for the people around her, but she’s honestly not the main focus here. 

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Fate, Destiny... A Hamsterby @mostmagical

After finally moving into his very first apartment per Ladybug’s suggestion, Adrien discovers something no movie or TV show could have ever prepared him for: someone else's hamster.

Marinette was so excited to have her first pet. If only it would stop escaping!

At least now there’s an excuse to talk to the new neighbor.

(Adrienette Never Met AU)

Funnily enough, this is based on a true story. Specifically, the author’s own experience of having her hamster run out and be found by a neighbor.

Anyway, this is adorable! Marinette and Adrien become smitten with each other extremely quickly, with Marinette’s hamster keeping giving them reasons to talk. Very effective wing-hamster, that one XD. 

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you made me a hero - reverse crush short stories seriesby @non-fantasy

This series is just plain fun! Like the title says, it’s a reverse crush AU, so Adrien’s head-over-heels for Marinette, while Ladybug’s smitten with Chat Noir. Which means that Adrien’s constantly trying to woo Marinette while Ladybug’s attempting to have normal conversations with Chat Noir (and failing), and both of them are oblivious to each other’s feelings. 

I love the way non-fantasy executes it, with Alya literally carrying around a spray bottle because of how eager Adrien is, and Ladybug being VERY SCARY if you ever lay a finger on Chat Noir (seriously akumas will literally beg for their akumatized object to be broken just to escape her wrath). 

Oh, also, Ladybug regularly stops by Adrien’s room so they can both lament how difficult of a time they’re having wooing their crushes, and just have fun together.

There’s a lot of entries in this series - 29 of them in fact - but most of them are pretty short, making it great if you want to devour some quick, cute, hilarious romcom action! 

Some stuff does actually change over the course of the series, it’s not just slice-of-life. Like identity reveals, dating, and even Hawkmoth’s defeat, so there’s clear progression and changes in circumstances as well.

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| Selcouth | Chapter three: Dread |

Platonic! Yandere! Alien x reader

Warnings: Yandere behavior, violence, death

Summary: While recovering a space capsule your astronaut team discovers an intelligent life form that seems to be a little too attached to you.

Word count: 1,975

Chapters: | one | two | three | four |

A/n: thank you guys for all the support! I hope you enjoy this chapter. Also let me know if you want to see some of the drawings I've made of Gabriel! Thank you for reading <3

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Waking up, you deeply stretch your limbs. With a yawn, you get up and get ready for the day. Walking into the common room, you first notice that David isn't there—weird, David is usually the first one up and eating breakfast. Shrugging, you walk toward the capsule.

The first thing you notice is that the door is wide open. Alarm bells go off in your head. You are 100% sure that you locked the door the last time you were in there; you even triple-checked the door just to make sure. With a shaky step, you make your way into the capsule.

Gabriel isn't in the enclosure.

You feel your heart rate quicken as you glance around the room.

Gabriel isn't in the room.

You feel your breathing quicken as you start panicking an insurmountable amount of dread consumes you. There is a carnivorous alien that can hypnotize people loose on the ship.

As quickly as you can, you run out of the capsule to go find either David or Isla.

After a brief search, you find David staring at a wall in the pilot's quarters his back turned toward you.

"David, it's gone!"

"What do I do?" you ask, still not getting a response from him. David is just sitting there completely motionless.

"Hello?" you call out, walking closer to David.

"David, I'm about to start really freaking out. Please say something!" You can feel your chest tighten every passing second that David doesn’t answer.

"David?" you ask. It is very out of character for David to be quiet on a regular day, so it's even weirder for him to be quiet while you're asking him questions.

"Are you okay?" You start to feel extremely concerned.

"My apologies… (Y/n), I feel fine," David says, finally turning to look at you. You flinch at his use of your name. Within the year that you have known him, you have only ever heard him use your name once. However, just hearing his voice clams you down.

"Um, okay. What do you think we should do though?" you ask, deciding it's better to focus on how Gabriel is gone rather than David's strange behavior.

"What should we do about what?"

"What we should do about Gabriel being loose on the ship—did you not hear anything I was saying?" you say, scoffing. Realizing that what you said was probably mean, you quickly apologize.

"Sorry, that came out rude," you say, looking at your feet.

"It's quite alright, (Y/n). I do suppose that I was not listening. Although, I do ask that you do not speak to me in such a way." First off, odd language. You don't ever recall David saying anything like that to you before, much less in that way. Second off, you have definitely said worse stuff to him before, and he has never responded like that.

"Nevertheless, I do suppose that we attempt to find Gabriel. Who knows what he might be doing as of now," David says, standing up and walking towards the door. Nodding your head, you follow him.

"Okay… but we should probably find Isla first."

Both you and David walk out of the pilot's quarters to the opposite side of the station. You find Isla in her workplace fixing something.

"Hey Isla—" you start to say, attempting to greet her.

"What do you want?" Isla rudely questions, interrupting you.

"Oh, well I guess I'll just go fuck myself then." You say grinding your teeth. You have been so stressed out ever since you woke up, so if she was going to treat you like this, then you weren't going to entertain her.

"Isla dearest, something has happened in the ship. The creature is out of its cage." Seeing that you were done talking to Isla, David began to explain what happened.

Isla turns to you, her face curled up in an ugly snarl.

"What?! How could you let this happen, you incompetent little shit!" Isla screams at you.

"I locked the capsule last night—hell—I even checked the cameras before I left! I have no idea how Gabriel got out!" you say. Even if you don't want to entertain her, you still want to defend yourself.

"Well, that thing is out now, so go fix your problem before I have to do something!" Isla says, getting closer to your face.

"Dude, it could literally be anywhere in this station. Could you please just help us find it?" you say, asking her for even the tiniest bit of help.

"No, this is your freaky little science experiment. You go find it on your own." Isla says while shoving you. She has a fair point, but still, since it is out of the capsule, it's now everyone's problem.

"You literally know the layout of this place better than anyone else. Can you *please* just help us or at least contact the nearest space station?" Even if you don't like Isla, you do have to admit that she is extremely knowledgeable.

"Contacting the space station will do little to help us in this situation, I presume, and if Isla is so set on not helping, then we should not make her," David says, butting into the conversation in hopes of ending it.

"But—" you begin, trying to argue.

"Let us leave her be," David says, grabbing your arm and walking away. You don't move and instead try to pry his hand off your arm.

"Come along now, (Y/n). We have much work to do." David moves his hand from your arm and instead wraps his arm around your shoulder, leading you away from a glaring Isla.

Once in the hallway, you begin to air out your frustration to David.

"She's such a bitch! How can she be so bitter?" You cannot wrap your head around Isla's attitude even if you tried.

"I don't understand how she could be so mean when I've literally done nothing to her. And the fact that she won't help, I just—" you say, working yourself up again.

"(Y/n) dear, please calm down. Being frustrated will not help us do the task at hand," David says, seeing your agitation.

"I've been meaning to ask you, why are you talking like that?" Now that you and he are finally alone, you question his odd choice of words.

"Like what, dear?"

"I don't know, like really proper, I guess."

"Would it not be more prudent for us to concentrate on securing the space station rather than discussing my choice of words?" It feels like he busted out a dictionary to say that sentence.

"Uh—okay. Well, um, what side do you want to take first?"

"I will take the right side of the station. I would rather not have you around Isla for the time being."

"Okay, please tell me if you see Gabriel anywhere though." You and David walk your opposite ways.

The White Sparrow, your space station, is made up of 11 different sections which can be split up into either the right side or the left side. On the right, there is the technician's room, storage, security, cargo, and command. In the dead center is the common room which holds the escape pods. To the left are the pilot's quarters, research facility, viewing deck, medical facility, and the capsule.

After walking through each room and locking every door and setting the alarms, you make your way over to where David is.

"Is everything on lockdown?" you ask.

"Yes." You and David begin walking.

"Great, are you in the mood to see Isla one more time before bed? Because I know I'm not." You have to let Isla know that each of the doors has an alarm on them, so she can put her passcode in.

"I believe that the conversation you are about to have with her will likely be considerably less distressing than the one that occurred earlier," David says in what you think is an attempt to cheer you up.

"What makes you think that? Because she makes me want to rip my hair out whenever I speak to her," you say, giving a chuckle after.

"I may have had a little chat with her while I was locking the station." That's definitely not concerning at all! You look over at David's face.

"Oh my god, what did you say to her?" you ask, hoping that David didn't just embarrass you.

"Nothing much," David says, shrugging.

You and David are now right in front of where Isla is. With a deep breath in, you put your passcode in and open the door.

"Hey Isla," you say in a not-so-cheery tone.

"Hey, David, can you please leave for a second? I want to discuss a few things with (Y/n)." Before anything else even leaves her mouth, you know whatever she has to say to you next is gonna be some bullshit.

"Sure," David answers, walking out the door and shutting it.

"You fucking whore—" You genuinely are taken aback by that.

"Whoa, where did that come from?" you ask, legitimately shocked.

"You know exactly where it's coming from. First, you act all buddy-buddy with David, then you come in here acting like you did nothing wrong. As if you didn't tell him to say that to me.

"What are you talking about? I don't even know what he said?"

"You're pathetic. You knew since we were training together that I liked David, yet you still went after him. No wonder your ex killed himself. You probably tried cheating on him, you attention whore." About a year ago, you and Isla trained together in some sort of astronaut camp. There, you guys were inseparable, constantly doing things together. She was your best friend, so you trusted her, and one day you vented to her about what happened in your past.

That turned out to be a huge mistake. One day she told you about her crush, David. So, you being the good friend you were, attempted to be a matchmaker. Long story short, you got David to talk to Isla, and Isla got the wrong idea and somehow thought you were trying to 'steal her crush away'. So, she told David that your ex killed themselves and that you were cursed and that if he loved you, then he would die too. She then stopped talking to you and treated you like shit, all over a misconception.

"What...? Is that really the reason you have been treating me so poorly? Well, newsflash: I never liked David. I've never seen him as more than a friend, so for you to say that, for you to bring up my ex..." you say, your breathing quickening and tears welling up in your eyes.

"How could you...?" you ask, taking a shaky step back.

"Forget this, I'm leaving. I'll go contact the station myself." Turning away from her, you hold yourself, rushing out of the room. At this point, you are now full-on sobbing.

"Oh dear, what happened?" David asks, seeing that you were in extreme distress.

"She—! She..." you try to get out. Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest; you were hyperventilating. Your throat felt so tight as if someone was trying to strangle you.

"You need to calm down. (Y/n) dear, please look me in the eye." Just barely hearing him, you look David in the eye. Even with your vision all blurry, you could see the white glow coming from his eyes. You've seen this glow before.

"Gabriel...?" you feel your head get extremely fuzzy and you pass out.

[devildomwriter]

An Angel’s Choice | Raphael x Reader

1.7K | GN! Reader | CW: very minor season four spoilers, very minor angst

The fellow partygoers applauded as the live music ended. Raphael smiled as you came back from the dance floor. Luke had asked to dance with you and since it was Luke and a more lively song, Raphael hadn’t minded.

He did however mind when Simeon asked you, and Michael, and Uriel, and a few others. He knew you were popular in the Devildom and the sorcerer community and of course, he knew of you before meeting you because of Michael, Luke, and Simeon. However, during his stay in the Devildom, he hadn’t realized how quickly rumors of you were spreading.

You had saved him by summoning Lucifer into a dream, the amount of focus and power needed combined with the risk was admirable and heroic. Michael had been quick to tell everyone about your heroic deeds and for Raphael’s sake left out why he had needed rescuing to begin with.

Ever since this event, Raphael was more attached to you and though he hadn’t noticed it at first he did once Simeon asked about his budding feelings.

Now Raphael was careful to act as usual. He was a guard and a Seraph, a protector and hitman. His duty was to the Celestial Realm and his Father above all else. But when he watched your smile, your somewhat graceful steps across the floor as you danced, and the joy in your eyes at being surrounded by your friends and his fellow angels, Raphael’s heart was stuck in his throat.

Raphael didn’t know these emotions and he didn’t understand them. He didn’t know when he was gazing lovingly until someone gave him a funny look. He didn’t know he was staring until someone managed to sneak up on him. He didn’t know he was swooning until you gave him a flushed look. He didn’t know his heart beating faster wasn’t a sign of illness but a sign of excitement.

He sat at the white-clothed table with a clean plate waiting for your food as you enjoyed the Celestial Ball.

Simeon took his seat next to Raphael and watched him for a minute. Simeon didn’t enjoy competition but he did have immense fun teasing Raphael about his crush.

Simeon gently poked Raphael’s arm. Raphael whipped his head around ready to draw out his spear instinctively but relaxed when he saw his friend.

“Simeon?” He questioned and Simeon pointed at you. Raphael looked at you as you were invited to dance by Gabriel.

Raphael clenched his fist jealously and Simeon chuckled. “Why don’t you go ask them again?” He advised and Raphael shook his head.

Raphael could waltz but he wasn’t a good dancer. His artistic talent lay in song, not dance.

“Why don’t you sing for them?” Simeon suggested next and Raphael shook his head again.

“Not in front of everyone,” he mumbled and Simeon laughed again. He was beginning to annoy Raphael so Raphael gave him a stern look and got up from his table to approach you.

Before he could reach you the music began and you began to waltz with Gabriel. Raphael grit his teeth and Michael noticed and approached him. He gripped Raphael’s shoulders, surprising him. Raphael glared at him and Michael backed away playfully defensively.

“Hey now, what’s with that look?” Michael prodded and Raphael sighed and glanced at you. Michael noticed and looked over at Simeon who was laughing in his seat. Michael sighed at his friends’ antics and pulled Raphael onto the dance floor after him.

Raphael turned red and was so flustered he could hardly move as Michael pulled him around until he was close enough to whisper to Gabriel. “Let’s trade?”

Gabriel knew this was more an order than a suggestion and with a swift movement he let go of your hand and it reconnected with Raphael’s.

“Oh, hi Raphael. I thought you were waiting for the food,” you greeted, a little confused. Raphael was not the type to dance so seeing him here more than once was a potential sign of the end of times.

He was at a loss for words but his face was flushed. You simplified your movements to allow him to think more clearly as he was hyper-focused on getting the steps correctly to avoid embracing either of you.

He glared when he heard Michael laughing with Gabriel from across the room. He glanced at Simeon who was no longer teasing him but instead filming Michael dancing as potential blackmail.

Raphael had no idea how Simeon remained an archangel and shook his head. Finally, the music stopped and Raphael held you closely.

You were tempted to joke “Leave room for Jesus” but you weren’t sure how well that would go over in a room full of angels so you held your tongue.

Raphael panted, he’d been holding his breath for so long without realizing it. Concerned, you led him back to the table but Raphael shook his head, requesting a breath of fresh air.

He held onto your wrist and led you to the hall and out another pair of doors to a balcony overseeing the Celestial Realm’s capital.

It took your breath away every time and your eyes glimmered as you overlooked it all. Birds flew by you singing harmoniously and in the hall, angels laughed and chatted with each other. You held Raphael’s hand as he breathed a sigh of relief to be away from the spotlight.

He didn’t mind addressing crowds but he didn’t like being thrown into them, it was stressful when he wasn’t sure what he should be doing. You knew this and rubbed your thumb across his hand as he took a few more deep breaths.

He was instantly relaxed in your presence but had no idea what to say now aside from, “thanks.”

A man of few words, you were happy he said anything at all. You gasped in surprise when Raphael squeezed your hand and brought you close to his side to look over the realm together. He rested his head atop yours and you blushed and melted into his side.

“Is this allowed?” You asked teasingly to break the silence.

He hummed, “right now…I don’t really care.”

You were stunned at his response. Raphael only cared about rules, to break one was unthinkable. But you suppose being partially angel yourself some affection was allowed. That was always the excuse Simeon gave when he wanted cuddles or kisses. But this felt different. A man so reserved as Raphael was never like this. This wasn’t flirting or passing affection this was a genuine connection and for a moment time froze as you felt completely in synch.

Your breathing matched and you were both relaxed as you listened to the birds sing and the music change in the distance.

The silence was broken by the ringing of a bell. You looked up and Raphael sighed. “Lunch is ready,” he informed, used to these balls.

You nodded and he gently held your hand pulling you alongside him into the room.

When the doors opened you both blushed as all eyes were on you, expecting the waiters instead. Raphael instantly let go of your hand but you grabbed it back making him blush harder and you led him to the table as Simeon and Michael snickered and Luke gave him curious looks.

Raphael sat down and looked down at the table, even the tips of his ears were red.

You chuckled too and the attention on you was broken as this time the waiters did arrive and the live orchestra played a relaxed tune perfect for dining.

You rubbed your hand on Raphael’s back and laughed as your food arrived. It wasn’t until after the meal and towards the end of the ball that you got a chance alone with Raphael again.

This time he led you to the observatory so you could see the night sky you were used to seeing at this time of the day.

“These are the human world stars, right?” You asked. He nodded.

“I’ve been here before,” you hummed and Raphael gave you a most confused look.

“Oh,” you exclaimed realizing he’d have no idea how it was possible. “I got hypnotized by some fairies and sent back in time to when Lucifer and his brothers were still in the Celestial Realm and Satan and I got invited on their picnic to looked the stars before Michael could get a chance.”

Raphael was silent for a moment but then began to laugh. “That sounds lovely.”

You nodded, “it was weird.”

He nodded too, agreeing that was a bizarre situation.

“Speaking of lovely,” you said softly and budged his arm. “I really enjoyed that moment on the balcony with you earlier.”

He blushed and squeezed your hand as you both gazed up at the stars. “I…enjoyed it too.” He admitted.

You nuzzled your face into his shoulder and he turned pink, “_-___.” He stuttered and sat up. “What are we doing…” he questioned and you sat up too and looked at him seriously.

“I’d like to know that too, Raphael,” you agreed. You blushed and looked down briefly before holding his hand tightly and confessing, “I like you, Raphael.”

“Likewise,” he said plainly, head tilted, and you shook your head.

“No, I mean like…I want you to be my partner and I want to be yours,” you said hurriedly and Raphael’s wings pipped out in surprise. It was startling but so adorable you couldn’t help but cover your mouth as you laughed.

Raphael took a moment to compose himself and nodded silently. “I would like that too.” He admitted to himself for the first time.

He didn’t know if this was allowed, neither of you did, but for you, he was willing to face the unknown and any consequences he might endure as a result.

“Really?” You asked, hopefully, and he grinned and nodded.

Slowly and cautiously he leaned down and gently brushed your cheek with his hand drawing your forward and your lips met.

Raphael pulled away after a moment and grinned. You’d never seen him so happy. Finally, all his confusion and doubt cleared away and what he was left with was certainty and joy.

He’d be your angel and you’d be his, and together you’d make sure that’s how it would always remain.

[mintartem]

hey, hey! Me again. The one who cursed you for blessing me with two new ships lol

Anywho, since you mentioned it, art of Adam x the other angels? Raphael, Gabriel, Azriel, Sariel, all of 'em!

Would love to see art/ designs, but I can settle for hcs lol

I was going to make this into art but I’ve been busy. I hope you don’t mind headcanons and my portrayal of them instead. (I will draw them and ship them with Adam eventually)

I can’t write ALL of the angels (there’s like 50+ of them and that’s not including the fallen) I’m going to focus on the 7 heavenly virtues first (excluding Michael so 6 of the 7).

Please note all of these are for the Hazbin Hotel fandom and not an actual Bible lore or theology. Although some info here are based on theology.

Gabriel (Seraph) - Diligence

He is an energetic, loud, bubbly, and trustworthy angel who is loved and respected by all. But he is scary when he is angry or pissed off

It’s not easy to piss him off but if you did, it means you’ve done something absolutely horrendous in his eyes

He enjoys watching souls get their deserved justice or punishment

Since his heavenly virtue is diligence, he is the fastest angel to finish his work. But at the same time, he also has a lot on his plate. He values breaks in-between working.

Flirts with Adam and loves to get in his personal space (Adam doesn’t mind and lets him)

He trusts Michael the most

The only beings he follows/listens to are Michael and God

He wonders why he was chosen to be God’s right hand when the position should be Michael’s (in his eyes)

He enjoys his job of delivering messages

Has the best stamina and endurance among the angels

He has a sweet tooth

Like all other angels, he is proficient in playing multiple instruments. But his most favorite instrument to play is the trumpet.

The third brother

He [will be] against Charlie’s plan of redemption

Raphael (Seraph) - Humility

He is a calm, collected, and gentle angel who wants the best for everyone and heal them as much as he can.

He wouldn’t hesitate to scare off souls with medical threats if it means it’ll help them heal

He is a pacifist

As the heavenly virtue of humility, despite his high position and rank, he doesn’t see himself better than others and chose to ground himself (which is confusing for other angels)

As the angel of healing, he heals not just physical pain, but also emotional, mental, spiritual, etc. health.

When it comes for mental health, he does need a winner’s help since he is an angel and can’t understand human thought process that well

Surprisingly, he prefers spicy food

Like all other angels, he is proficient in playing multiple instruments. His most favorite instrument is the lyre.

He [will not be] against Charlie’s plan for redemption, but wouldn’t support it either.

The youngest among the four brothers

The tallest among the brothers

He and Gabriel tease Michael because of his crush on Adam

Also in love with Adam and loves watching Adam tend to his garden

He loves herbs, poisons, and other medical things (that includes snakes)

He is fascinated by human biology and anatomy. Adam is the usual target of this fascination

Has a doctor’s (terrible) handwriting

He is the most mature out of all the brothers

Has a sadistic side

Leader of the virtues

Azrael (Archangel) - Patience

When Adam met him in Eden, the impression he got from him was that he is a shy and quiet angel.

Azrael is a flirty and playful, but kind angel that enjoys the company of his fellow archangels

He loves the nature noises (such as chirping birds, cricket noises, swaying leaves)

He is mostly remembered for his wings. Angels and winners alike describe his wings as “so black that it’s like darkness itself created a solid form to serve as his wings”

He is respected even by the Seraphim for his duty

Originally, Samael was the angel of death. The title was given to Michael, who then gave it to Azrael

He is most known for taking the souls of “The Death of the First Born” plague in Egypt. He does not like being known for it though.

He created the Grim Reapers to help him with his duties.

He once offered Abel to be his first Grim Reaper. Abel declined.

Platonically flirts with Abel. Cain does not like it (he thinks its romantic)

Romantically flirts with Adam. Cain also does not like it

Cain does not like him in general. Azrael think its because Abel sees him as an older brother. (He’s right)

Despite being younger than Michael, Lucifer, and Gabriel, they see him as an older brother figure

The only angel who is allowed to enter Hell and Heaven without permission, paperworks, etc. (This is because some depictions portray him as the one who leads souls to heaven or hell)

Doesn’t care about Charlie’s plan for redemption.

The elders are wary of him

He kept Abel’s soul until Adam died and went to heaven.

He is the one Adam first saw when he died so, like Abel, Adam has an attachment to him

Uriel (Seraph) - Chastity

He is a quiet, serious, scholarly angel with an aloof and unreadable expression.

Contrary to his serious appearance, Uriel enjoys teaching angels and winners.

He is loved by his students. Outlookers would wonder why, but his students know what type of angel he really is

He loves dark chocolates. His students are the only ones who know. He receives a lot of dark chocolate every Teacher’s Day

He tends to question anything and everything for knowledge’s sake

[will] support Charlie if she can defend her redemption project (like a research/thesis defence)

He witness Adam’s creation and grew attached to him

He guarded Eden’s gate with a flaming sword. Currently, he hid away his flaming sword only to be used if Lucifer or anything evil decides to attack Heaven

He was Adam’s teacher when he got to Heaven. Uriel taught him about Heaven, heavenly duties etc.

He doesn’t hate Lucifer per say, but he is extremely disappointed.

He enjoyed watching humanity (especially Adam) discover things. Currently, his focus are now the winners, angels, and heaven borns

He enjoys reading about human philosophers and their philosophies (both east and west)

Loves playing chess against Adam

He is the one who provides strategies to Michael and is the one who helps plan training activities

“My house is not a mess. It’s an organised chaos”

He has his moments where angels cannot tell if he is being smart or lazy.

He is great at multi-tasking

On purposely uses scientific terms to annoy Gabriel and Lucifer. He does know how to “dumb it down a notch” according to Lucifer.

Cannot be wavered once he is focus on something/s

Cassiel (Archangel) - Temperance

He is an empathic, sensitive angel who wants to enjoy Heavenly life with his fellow angels, heaven-born, and winners

When Eden was created, he wanted to visit but he was forbidden to do so. Unlike Lucifer, he controlled himself and decided not to do so

He is the fastest angel

He helps Raphael in healing Adam’s emotional health

He has a pet dragon. The dragon likes Adam

He [would be] conflicted in Charlie’s redemption plan

Like all other angels, he is proficient in playing multiple instruments. His favorite instrument is the harp

Remiel/Jeremiel (Archangel) - Kindness

He is a kind, caring, and understanding angel who wishes the best for everyone

As the archangel of hope, Remiel tends to see the best in everyone. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t see the bad things either

He is an optimist

He is that one angel everyone goes to for comfort

He is usually the voice of reason

Like Cassiel, he also helps Adam in healing his emotional pain

Like all other angels, he is proficient in playing multiple instruments. His favorite instrument is the grand piano

[will] support Charlie’s redemption plan

“Please don’t mistake me as the fallen Ramiel. We’re different”

(I struggled with coming up hc for Remiel and Cassiel)

Bonus - Angels I want to create a character for:

Ariel (Archangel) - self proclaimed “Michael’s girl best friend!” Totally supports Michael and Adam’s relationship. Angry at Lucifer

Jophiel (Archangel) - sees Adam as the most beautiful creation. She hangs with Metatron often. Adam has deep respect for her.

Metatron (Archangel) - Human name: Enoch.

Chazaqiel (Watcher - Fallen) - Sahaquiel’s younger sister

Raguel (Archangel)

Selaphiel/Selathiel (Archangel)

Well this is long so I’ll end it here. I enjoy reading about Theology so this was really fun!

[naughtyneganjdm]

Good Luck Charm - Chapter 33

Summary: Five years pass and Negan has come to terms with being locked in his cell if it means keeping his family safe. But when he discovers that Evie has been hurt in an accident, Negan decides that it is finally time to take matters into his own hands for a better future for him and his children.

Characters: Negan, Evie, Nathan, Judith Grimes, etc.

Warnings: Swearing, Angst, etc.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39423063/chapters/145133371

Notes: Just hoping to get this done soon. Thanks for taking the time to read this story for those that still do.

Living in Alexandria in this cell had been hard. Really hard. But Negan was doing his best to make it work. Over the years, things got dark, but Negan made a promise to Evie that he would never try to hurt himself again. This time, unlike all his other promises in the past, Negan kept his promise. He would eat and take care of himself. No matter how hard things got because Evie begged of him. It didn’t stop him from having bad thoughts at times, but he did his best.

Through time, things progressively got better. Eventually Gabriel started to let the children come down to see him. It felt like it was a reward for him being the model prisoner now. They also allowed him to have personal items in his cell. He was allowed to have books, Evie’s drawings and they let him practice some hobbies. He wasn’t acting out for many years so they worked with him. At one point they even found out about the jewelry that Evie had given him when Gabriel spotted them during one of Negan’s baths. Negan got a lecture about it, but they never took it away from him. Michonne and Gabriel allowed it. Grudgingly at first, but they did. There were also rules that came with everything. Like the visits with the children were only on specific days and neither of them were allowed to come into the cell with him. It sucked not being able to fully hug or be near Nathan and Evie, but it was better than never getting to see them.

Shifting on his small cot, Negan stroked his fingers over the locket that Evie had given him so long ago. It was his safety net. The thing that he had when things started going wrong. It helped calm him. He was thankful for that. For so long all he had was his own mind when he first got here to torture himself with. He still had those negative thoughts, but over the last five plus years or so, his jewelry was there as a reminder of why he was still around. Because Evie wanted him to be.

Hearing a rustling sound at his window made Negan smile and he tipped his head back toward the window to look. Since Negan was better, they had taken the boards off the windows and allowed him to have actual light in his cell.

Scrambling to his feet, Negan pulled himself up by the bars of his cell window, “Hey there…” Negan paused when he saw that it was Judith sitting beside his window after she took a seat. With a slight tip of his head, Negan gave her a wink and leaned back against the wall. “Hey kiddo.”

“I wasn’t who you were expecting?” Judith questioned, her young voice drawing him to smile when he shrugged his shoulders.

“Today is the day that Evie usually comes with Nathan to see me,” Negan explained, getting comfortable while he stared out at Judith who had a book tucked under her arm. “They are later than normal. I thought you might be them.”

“I think they have Evie working on something,” Judith informed Negan with a long sigh, lifting her hand to block out the sunlight as she was looking in the distance. “She’s really smart and helps design things for them.”

“Sounds like my little girl,” Negan grumbled under his breath, his eyebrows furrowing with the way that Judith looked at him.

“Little girl?” Judith whispered and it made Negan’s smile grow wider. “How old is she?”

“She’s seventeen,” Negan answered after adding up the years he had been there.

“Then she isn’t your little girl, is she?” Judith pointed out which had Negan sucking in a sharp breath of air and he immediately shook his head.

“She’s always gonna be my little girl Judith. Just like you are always gonna be your mama’s little girl. No matter how big you get,” Negan answered with a wrinkle of his nose and an amused rumble of a breath fell from his lips.

“I see,” Judith lowered her head, her fingers curling around the book that she had with her. “Nathan is my age.”

“I know,” Negan sucked in a sharp breath of air, his head tipping to the side. There was a moment of silence that fell between them and Negan sighed loudly. “You and my boy are friends, aren’t you?”

“You know that,” Judith frowned, rolling her eyes slightly before giving him back her attention.

“Just making sure. Nathan is gonna need good friends like you growing up,” Negan winked noticing that she pulled open the book that she had in her lap. “You need help with your homework again?”

“Yeah. There is something I’m just not getting,” Judith held out her schoolbook allowing Negan to reach outside the bars to grab it. Looking at the page, Negan stroked at his short beard before lifting his gaze again. “I was hoping you could help me understand.”

So that’s what they did. For quite some time they focused on Judith’s homework helping her understand a problem that she just wasn’t getting. After that she talked to him about life and asked his opinion on things. They were deep into a discussion when someone ran up beside the window.

“Boo!” a young voice muttered making Negan snicker when he saw that it was Nathan who had crawled in beside the window of Negan’s cell. “Did I scare you?”

“Terribly,” Negan placed his hand in over the center of his chest causing both Judith and Nathan to laugh. They knew he was just being ridiculous and that was the whole point in being dramatic like he was. “I’m getting fucking old Nathan, gotta be good with your father’s heart.”

“Hey, language,” Judith corrected Negan and it had Nathan giggling with her response.

“Have you met my dad? He doesn’t know how not to swear,” Nathan stood up from where he was and pointed over toward the door. Judith packed up her book and followed Nathan into the room Negan’s cell was in once they made it downstairs. “You got that tennis ball?”

“Of course,” Negan reached down for the ball and the glove that was at the corner of his jail cell. Dropping down onto his cot, Negan tossed the tennis ball between the bars of the cell and Nathan eagerly caught it. “Where’s your sister bud?”

“I think she’s still working,” Nathan bounced the ball a few times before tossing the ball back to Negan who caught it. Motioning Judith to prepare for the ball, Negan bounced it and allowed her to catch it. “I think they are working her really hard. Because she’s good with her drawings and all the math. Every day she comes home, makes us some food and then just crashes.”

“I should get your sister to help me with my math,” Judith admitted, tossing the ball back toward Negan, but it hit the bars and she huffed. Reaching for it again, she got it through this time and it made Negan smile.

“Hey now! I don’t think I’m a bad tutor. I’ve helped you so far,” Negan reminded Judith, throwing the ball back to Nathan who eagerly caught it.

“Yeah, I guess. But I think she’s smarter than you,” Judith noted causing Nathan to burst out in laughter when Negan let out another offended breath. “I’m just saying Negan. The people around here think she’s really important to everything that is going on. She works with Eugene a lot. That says something.”

“Yeah, that the poor girl is likely miserable,” Negan scoffed which had both Judith and Nathan laughing. Catching the ball that Nathan threw, Negan tossed the ball back to Judith before sighing. “You know, I’m pretty smart too. She got her intelligence from someone you know.”

“She’s the best of both you and mom,” Nathan quoted Negan from the things he heard in the past. “You say that all the time.”

Nathan waved his hand about in the air to get Judith to look at him, “My mom was really big in this company that she was working at. Evie gets that from mom. Dad was always smart. Has this photographic memory where if he sees something once he can remember it. He was just lazy.”

“Hey,” Negan hushed Nathan who dramatically threw his hands up in the air.

“Well, dad wanted to be a baseball player too. So he didn’t really want any kind of job where he wanted to be smart,” Nathan reasoned with Judith who snickered under her breath. These were all things that Negan was honest with Nathan about, but he didn’t expect Nathan to be so bluntly telling Judith everything. “My dad was a teacher because the baseball thing didn’t work out. But dad is a great drawer too. Always been an artist. Evie takes after him there.”

“He told me,” Judith informed Nathan with a small nod of her head. “Your dad has drawn a few things for me in the past. I know he’s a good artist.”

“You still have those?” Negan was curious to hear her answer. It made Judith smirk and shrug her shoulders. “Well, I’m glad you like them.”

“You’ve drawn her things?” Nathan questioned, looking between the two of them.

“I did. Some of her dad and Carl,” Negan confessed to his son, letting out a long exhale. “And I drew a cartoon once of her daddy cutting my throat.”

“Well that’s…” Nathan’s face scrunched up looking between the two of them. Nathan was considering what to say next because he was visibly confused about that whole thing. “Nice?”

“I was in a mood?” Negan tossed his hands up in the air, clapping his glove when he did it. “Plus it was in my cartoon form, so it looked cute.”

“It was funny,” Judith admitted, nudging Nathan playfully with her shoulder. “Since we were talking about our parents though. You mentioned Evie having a lot in common with her parents. What about you? Do you take after them at all?

“I have my dad’s good looks,” Nathan put on a cheesy smile which had Judith rolling her eyes and laughing. It was something that Negan would have said so he definitely did take after him in that aspect. “Dad tells me all the time I look like him when he was young. Big dimples and everything.”

“And your mom?” Judith inquired leaving Nathan to let out a long shallow breath.

“I don’t really remember my mom. If it wasn’t for Evie’s drawings and the photo that dad had of her…” Nathan held onto the ball, clearing his throat uneasily before brushing his fingers into his dark, shaggy haircut to keep his hair out of his eyes. “I don’t know my mom. I remember…moments. But I was too young when she…”

“Yeah,” Judith cut him off before Nathan had to say what happened to his mom. “I feel the same way with my dad. They say I have his courage. But my mom has a lot of courage too.”

“Nathan has his mother’s heart,” Negan explained, pointing over toward his son, snapping his fingers to get Nathan to look at him with his bright hazel eyes. “Nathan loves deeply. With everyone. His mother was like that. When she loved someone, she loved them more than they had ever been loved. It’s like you Judith, you have your father’s goodness. You remind me of him with you coming down here to talk to me.”

Nathan looked on as Judith swallowed down hard and nodded. Carefully she tossed the ball back to Negan. Over and over, Negan went back and forth between the two with Judith missing several times, “How do you guys do this?”

“Lots of practice,” Nathan commented with a bit of a snort and it made Negan smile. “Dad has always been good with his aim. Me? It’s been a few years of doing this back and forth with him. I’ve gotten good.”

“It was lots of running around the cell when we first started doing this,” Negan confessed with a wink hearing movement outside. Judith paused to shift her position to look outside the window. He knew that she didn’t want to be caught being near him and he understood it. “You can go if you need to Jude. I’ll see you again soon.”

“I’m sorry,” Judith apologized grabbing her things before looking to Nathan with a weak smile. “I’ll see you later, Nathan.”

Saying their goodbyes, Negan and Nathan played for a little with the tennis ball before heading over to sit against the wall by each other with the cell door between them. Nathan was talking to Negan about his day before they started cracking jokes with one another.

“Hey dad?” Nathan pulled his legs up to his chest and gazed over at Negan uncomfortably. “Is it bad that I don’t remember mom? Judith remembers her dad, but I just…I don’t remember mom at all. Not her voice or what she looks like. I try really hard. But I don’t.”

“You were really little,” Negan reminded Nathan, stretching his hand out to brush his fingers through Nathan’s hair. “You were only two years old when she…”

“Died?” Nathan responded when Negan had trouble talking about Y/N to their youngest. “I feel bad because a lot of the time Evie wants to talk about mom, but I don’t remember her. I just remember you and Evie. It’s been seven years without her. I wish I remembered her, but I don’t.”

“I’m sorry it’s that way kiddo. I wish you had more time with her,” Negan frowned hating to hear that their son had nothing in terms of memories when it came to his mom. “Your mom really loved you though. You and Evie were everything to her.”

Thinking back on the last time Negan had ever seen Y/N, he remembered what she asked of him in terms of Nathan, “The last thing your mother asked me to tell you was that you were her miracle baby. I know you’re nine, so you probably don’t understand how hard things were back then, but she fought every obstacle to bring you into this world. She did it all alone too.”

“Miracle baby,” Nathan repeated what Negan said, his dimples becoming more prominent when he let that thought linger. “I don’t think I’m a miracle.”

“You are,” Negan hushed his son, caressing his rough fingers in over his son’s jawline getting Nathan’s eyes to connect with his. Capturing Nathan’s chin between his thumb and his index finger, Negan eyed over his little boy and smiled. “Do you know where you got your name?”

“Mom gave it to me, obviously,” Nathan’s nose wrinkled, his face making Negan laugh since it looked like he thought his dad was an idiot for asking. “What?”

“I know I talked to you about Lucille,” Negan noted allowing Nathan to pull his head back so he could listen. “Before Lucille got sick she always talked about having children. And she always said if she had a little boy she wanted to name him Nathan. So to honor Lucille, your mom named you Nathan.”

“You both loved Lucille then,” Nathan commented and it had Negan bobbing his head about before nodding. “Both her and mom were very pretty.”

“The prettiest,” Negan agreed with his son, pushing his back further against the wall of the cell. “I was a very lucky man to have two of the most amazing women in love with me. I’ll never have a love like that again.”

“How did mom die? You always talk about her, but you never really talk about how she died,” Nathan reminded Negan who took in a sharp breath of air, before lowering his head to look down. “Evie won’t talk about it either.”

“We went on a trip together. I wanted to do something nice for her because I was never really romantic when it came to things with your mother. We left you and Evie at The Sanctuary,” Negan explained, his Adam’s apple bouncing in this throat when he thought back to what happened over seven years ago. Even now, when he talked about The Sanctuary, he knew that Nathan didn’t know about that place. It was just something he talked about. Nathan knew what it was, but he remembered none of it. “On our way back, we found this town that we looked at together. Our last stop was this toy store because we wanted to pick things up for you and your sister…”

“It’s okay,” Nathan held his hand up in the air when he noticed that his father was getting choked up. “You don’t have to tell me.”

“No, you deserve to know,” Negan acknowledged, lifting his hand to wipe at his eyes with the back of his hand. It took a minute for him to gather himself before he waved his hand about in the air. “It had water damage in the place. We should have just left, but your mom saw this stuffed animal that looked like this dog we had when we were younger. Evie was still really crushed about him passing away. His name was…”

“Darwin?” Nathan cut Negan off, which had Negan sucking in a sharp breath of air. “Evie still has the stuffed animal and the collar on her wall. She tells me about him a lot.”

“He was a really good dog,” Negan informed Nathan with a weak smile, a huff falling from his throat when he shifted on the ground again. Thinking back to the day that they lost Y/N, Negan knew that he never really told Evie all the details. He knew that if he did, Evie would blame herself for Y/N being gone. And he never wanted that. “Your mom just got herself in a bad situation where she got hurt.”

“Did she die in your arms?” Nathan whispered, careful in the way he said what he did just in case it would hurt Negan. Shaking his head, Negan wished that he would have stayed there for that to happen. So she wouldn’t have been alone and maybe they could have had some closure together. Nathan tipped his head to the side and swallowed down hard. “Then how did she die?”

“I don’t know,” Negan admitted, biting down on his bottom lip and giving his son a shrug. “She asked me to leave and I did. When I went back to the town to look for her, she was gone.”

“Then how do you know that she’s dead?” Nathan wondered, his young features scrunching up in confusion.

“Because I know your mother. If she was still alive, she would have made her way back to you and your sister,” Negan confessed, clenching his fists at his sides when he thought back on Y/N. While he wanted like hell for her to be alive, after a certain amount of time with her missing, he knew that she was never coming back. So the only possible answer was that she was dead. And when he thought back on that moment, he always felt like he knew that she was bit. There was no escaping that kind of bite. “She loved you both more than anything and nothing could have kept her away from you.”

“Okay,” Nathan thought about what Negan said before clearing his throat. “So it’s like Judith’s dad? He just disappeared.”

“It’s kind of different,” Negan replied back, but Nathan immediately shook his head.

“Not really. I mean, both of them were never found, right?” Nathan pointed out leaving Negan to bite down on his bottom lip.

“And both of them are dead Nathan,” Negan noted with a firm shake of his head. Being honest was always a hard thing for Negan. Especially when it came to this topic. “No one wants to admit that the person they love is gone, but they are. Your mother and Rick both likely ended up in the water with their bodies…” Negan paused noticing the way that Nathan’s head tipped to the side. Nathan was taking in every detail and Negan wondered if he should have been this honest with his son. “I shouldn’t be saying this to you Nathan.”

“Why?” Nathan was blunt, his fingers curling tighter around his knees.

“Because you’re a baby,” Negan was quick to respond and it had Nathan rolling his eyes. “I know, you think you are a big boy that can take on the world, but you’re nine years old. There are some things that you shouldn’t have to hear at your age. You should just be a kid.”

“I understand death more than you think,” Nathan suggested, his young voice surprising Negan with the way he said it. “I’m young. I know that. And I’m weak. But so many people have died. I understand loss. You don’t have to worry about scaring me. I’m not scared.”

“I know,” Negan frowned hating that his son had to grow up so fast in a world like this. That was something both Evie and Nathan had to do. “I just don’t think the memories of your mother should be her being dead. I would rather you think about how much she loved you. How hard she fought for you. How much she loved all of us.”

“I see,” Nathan looked back toward the window to see that the sun was starting to go down. “I have to go back for dinner. I love you dad.”

“I love you too,” Negan grumbled under his breath, taking his time to stand up before leaning forward to give Nathan a one-armed hug. Pressing a kiss at Nathan’s temple, Negan knew he always hated this time of the day the most. When the children would leave him. Saying goodbye was always the hardest thing because he lived for these days with them.

Every time he would be lying if he said he didn’t get emotional. Once Nathan was gone, Negan threw his tennis ball at the corner of the wall doing everything he could not to cry. Which of course, he failed and it led to him laying down early. It was even worse that he wasn’t able to see Evie today after everything.

Late into the night, there was a storm that was starting that Negan tried to block out by putting a pillow over his head. He was deep in sleep before he heard the sound of the door to the room his cell was held in being opened. Sleepily pulling the pillow from over his head, Negan looked back to see a light from a lantern moving across the room and he heard the cell door being opened.

“What’s going on?” Negan rubbed at his tired eyes when the person entered the cell with him and he tried pulling himself up on the cot. They closed the door and when the light lifted enough Negan could see that it was Evie standing before him. “Baby girl.”

Swiftly getting up from the cot, Negan scrambled to his feet and nearly leapt forward to wrap his arms around her to give her a big hug. It shocked her and she only returned the gesture with one arm since the other was holding onto the lantern. In all the time that they had allowed both Nathan and Evie down there, they had never let them in his cell.

Burying his head against the side of her neck, Negan cherished the touch of his daughter before she pulled her head back to look him over, “Are you crying?”

“I’m sorry,” Negan stammered, a lump developing in his throat when he shakily pulled back to stroke over the side of her face. Noticing a scratch over her eyebrow and some bruising over the side of her face Negan had a sense of panic flood through him. “What happened? Who did this to you?”

“No one did this to me,” Evie hushed him, setting the lantern down at the corner of Negan’s jail cell. Noticing her other hand, Negan reached for it to see that it was wrapped up and he immediately tensed up. “No one hurt me dad. I was helping them build something and there was an accident. I stopped a few people from getting hurt.”

“So you got hurt in the process?” Negan snapped, his fingers carefully sweeping over her bandaged wrist. “You’re only seventeen Evie, why the hell are they having you do anything? And why are they putting your body at risk.”

“Because I’m smarter than most of these people dad,” Evie answered him, her good hand reaching for his to hook her fingers together with his. “I may be seventeen, but I know more than they do. I know how to do things right so they don’t have to keep fixing them. And I’m going to be fine, I just have a few scratches and a sprained wrist.”

“Baby girl,” Negan frowned, reaching out to pull her into his arms again so he could hug her closer to him this time. Stroking his fingers through her dark hair, Negan nuzzled his nose in against the side of her neck and sighed. “This still doesn’t explain how you are in here. You didn’t steal the keys, did you?”

“After I saved people, Gabriel told me I could have anything I wanted within reason. So I asked to be able to come in here with you for a day,” Evie claimed, leaning back to stare up at Negan with her hazel eyes shimmering in the light that flashed into his jail cell. “I am doing my best to be as strong as I can possibly be right now, but I need my dad. I need my dad really bad.”

“Come here,” Negan motioned Evie toward his cot, getting her to join him. He allowed her to lay back in his arms so he could hold her like he did when she was a child. Evie let out an amused sound and Negan huffed. “What?”

“You don’t think this is a little silly? Me laying with you?” she looked back over her shoulder and Negan’s eyebrow arched. “Some people are weird.”

“Well some people are stupid. You’re my little girl and you’re never going to be too big for me to hug you,” Negan corrected her, loosely hooking his arm around her. Adjusting her body, Evie allowed Negan to hug her close and Negan sighed. “Plus, it’s been a long time since I’ve been able to hold you. I’m gonna take advantage of it. Because you’re my little girl.”

“I’m not so little anymore,” she responded and Negan scoffed at the idea.

“You’re always gonna be my little girl,” Negan pointed out, repeating the same thing that he had said to Judith earlier. There seemed to be tension in Evie’s body like she wanted to say something, but she was avoiding it. Several times she went to speak up, but then stopped. “What’s going on?”

“I don’t want to upset you,” Evie breathed out, hooking her fingers with Negan’s when she got comfortable beside him on the small cot they had given him in his cell. “I’m doing everything I can to fit in here. I really am. But no matter how hard I try, people have never really been good to Nathan and me. Carol, Michonne and Gabriel are really the only people that are comfortable with us. Eugene has been nice to me with teaching me things, but he’s…strange. Everyone else knows that we are your children. And we don’t want to hide that either because we love you. We’re not embarrassed that you’re our dad. Which means we really don’t put up with people talking shit about you.”

“I don’t want either of you getting hurt,” Negan reminded her and she huffed. “Evie, people can shit talk me all they want. It doesn’t change how you or Nathan feels about me.”

“Nathan headbutted a kid the other day,” Evie informed Negan who choked when he heard it. “It was a teenage boy too. He got right in Nathan’s face and was saying some really awful things. I was going to take care of it myself, but Nathan just full on headbutted him. I don’t even know where he learned it, but it knocked the kid right on his ass. Aaron saw it and said that he didn’t. It was the one-time Aaron didn’t throw us under the bus. If he didn’t Nathan could have gotten in trouble.”

“Shit,” Negan frowned taking in that information, realizing that he would have to have a talk with Nathan about doing those things.

“It just gets hard putting up with the same shit this long,” Evie was honest with Negan, her voice faint as if she was unsure with talking to Negan about things.  

“I thought everyone was being nice to you,” Negan tried to remind her of what she had told him throughout the years.

“I told you what you wanted to hear,” she admitted to him how things were and she shook her head slowly. Hearing that hurt because he was actually hopeful that the people of Alexandria were like what Rick tried to sell them to be. “People aren’t nice here dad. And even though I keep trying to help, no one is ever going to accept me nor Nathan here. We don’t belong here. We never did.”

“But you’re safe here,” Negan reminded Evie with a frown hating to hear that she was so miserable here. “That’s why we agreed this was for the best because you would have a home where you were fed…”

“What was best for us was being with you,” Evie interrupted him with an upset sound leaving Negan to squeeze her fingers tighter in his. “We should have been at the farm together taking care of things there. Not at this place where no one appreciates the work that I’ve done. I got hurt today helping these people and it made me think…”

“Yeah?” Negan heard her breathing change when she turned around to face him showing that she was crying. “Evie?”

“I’m gonna die here helping these people when they don’t deserve it,” Evie explained feeling Negan reach up to brush her tears away from her face. “I have been trying to be the best version of myself since I was ten years old taking care of Nathan. And I don’t mean to make you feel bad, I don’t, but I needed my dad. I was just a kid…”

“You’re still just a kid,” Negan maintained with a frown hating to hear that she felt so overwhelmed with life. An overwhelming sense of guilt ate away at him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there when I should have been. I screwed up and this is my fault that you’ve had to go through all of this. I never wanted this life for you.”

Silence followed and Evie took in a long breath, cuddling her head in closer to her father’s pillow, “I’m not going to fight you on that one.”

“At least you’re honest,” Negan’s nose wrinkled, a loud sigh falling from his lips. “I wish I could go back and change things. A lot of things.”

“Me too,” Evie whispered, her long eyelashes fluttering to a close. The sound of the storm growing louder filled the small cell. “I miss mom. She always knew what to do and I feel like I’m failing. I don’t think she be proud of what I’ve become.”

“That’s absolute bullshit. She would be so fucking proud of you,” Negan corrected Evie with a hurt breath, his tears still lingering at the idea of Y/N. “I know you’re mother. And I know how much she loved you and I promise you she would be so proud of the young woman you have become. You have been incredible to your little brother, you took care of me, you have been amazing…”

There was a silence between them with Negan squeezing his fingers supportively around her good hand, “I miss her too. So much.”

As the storm grew, Negan allowed Evie to cuddle in closer to him and it was like how things were when she was younger with her head resting over the center of his chest. Stroking his fingers over her shoulders, Negan cleared his throat and shook his head.

“I always told your mom in the past that she shouldn’t think about the what ifs, but that’s all I’ve done since I’ve been locked up here,” Negan thought aloud, his thoughts lingering about everything he wished he had done instead of all the things he had done. “Where we really should be right now is at that farm. You, me, your brother and your mom. Instead, we’re stuck here and she’s…”

“Gone,” Evie explained with a long sigh, her eyes closing tightly when she tried to stop herself from getting emotional.

It hurting hearing that. Especially after everything that he had done. If there was anything that these years did for him, it was stress how much this was actually his fault and he understood that so very clearly now.

“Your mom deserved a perfect life,” Negan whispered, his heart pounding inside of his chest when he thought about Y/N. “And instead of that she ended up with me. Someone she had to carry through life and help fix all the time.”

“I know you blame yourself for a lot,” Evie began hearing the rain pouring outside and it took her a minute to actually put together what she wanted to say. “And you did make a lot of bad decisions, but mom loved you. A lot.”

“But I never deserve it,” Negan hated admitting it, but he had to be honest about the way things were. “You, your mom…you both were always too good for me. And I’ve fucked all of your lives up because of the piss poor decisions I made. You shouldn’t be forced into this position. You never asked for this and it’s wrong…”

“I don’t see any other options,” Evie yawned, getting more comfortable with her father. They both went silent and it sounded like Negan was heavily debating everything she told him. “I’m just going to stay until the storm ends. I don’t want to get soaked.”

“You can stay here as long as you want,” Negan assured her curling his arm around her tightly to show her that she would be safe with him there. It looked like Evie was on the verge of falling asleep when Negan cleared his throat. “Your brother really headbutted someone?”

“He sure did,” Evie didn’t even open her eyes when she smirked hearing Negan scoff. “And it didn’t affect him at all. He wasn’t dizzy, it didn’t give him a headache, nothing.”

“God,” Negan groaned inwardly, letting out a big belly laugh thinking about the whole idea of it. “That’s something you would have done at his age though. If there is one thing my kids are, it’s little bad asses.”

“We just have hard heads,” Evie joked with Negan, getting comfortable again as if hinting to him that she was just ready to stop talking and enjoy the moment. And he allowed her that. He wanted to talk more, but he could also read the situation. Lowering down, Negan pressed a kiss over her forehead and sighed. “I love you Evie. So much.”

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This was likely the wrong decision, but Negan didn’t care. After the door to his cell pushed open tonight, Negan knew that he should have stayed in his cell. Proved that he was a good boy, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. No, not after everything that Negan had heard from his daughter recently. The night that Evie snuck in to be with him and stayed until morning, Negan started to realize how much he needed to be with his children.

What he thought was a good thing here was something that was actually making Evie miserable. Evie had gotten hurt because she was putting her life on the line for the others here. In a desperate attempt to have people like her and see her as anything other than Negan’s daughter, Evie risked herself for others and it did nothing other than allow her a few hours in Negan’s cell after all the years they had been there.

There was a fear that was growing inside of Negan that if she kept it up, one day it would be someone else coming to tell him that Evie was no longer there. Negan missed enough years of his children’s life and when the opportunity presented itself, he knew that he had to take it. For so long Negan behaved because he thought that if he did his family would be safe, but after the other day he realized that they never would be.

First thing he did was make a trip to collect a few things before he headed to the house that he had noticed over the last few years that they were keeping Evie and Nathan. There was another member of Alexandria that originally lived with them, but once Evie reached a certain age and they had lost that member they let Nathan and Evie live alone together there. Once Negan learned that, it never really sat well with him. Evie was only seventeen and to know that she had full responsibility of Nathan didn’t feel right because she should have never had the weight of all of that on her.

Carefully moving throughout the house, Negan found Nathan’s room first when he quietly pushed open the door. Part of him wanted to wake up Nathan and talk to him, but he was certain that it would take longer than it should have if he did. So he just took a moment to stare out at his son, his back resting against the door frame while he watched his son sleep. This was something he should have been seeing all along. His children should have been allowed to grow up with him as their father. Instead, he missed out on so much of their lives and they had to grow up without him. The only person he could really blame for that was himself. He understood that after this long. It was his fault. It was his poor decision, but damn, it broke his heart to know it.

Looking down, Negan felt emotional seeing Nathan sleeping there. Every night before he fucked up so bad, Evie and Nathan used to sleep in bed with him at The Sanctuary and he fucking missed it. He missed it so much. They both had grown up so fast and he wished he would have been there to spend it with them. After the other night with him having Evie with him, it almost felt like a dream. Something that he had longed for so bad in having his kids with him that he made it happen. But it was real and it made him realize that he didn’t want to sit back and just wait for something to maybe happen again. He wanted to be with his children again. There had to be something better than this.

Taking his time closing the door to Nathan’s room, Negan tip toed down the hallway trying to be quiet. Pushing open doors one at a time, Negan realized that Evie’s room had to be at the end of the hallway. When he finally reached it, he took his time moving into the room. There was that fear that someone would realize that he was out of his cell. Which is why he knew that he probably needed to quicken this because the first place they would check was his children.

Stepping into the room, Negan could see through the small amount of light filtering into her room from the moonlight that Evie was sleeping. Almost immediately Negan noticed at the corner of her room sitting on a chair was the stuffed animal that Y/N had grabbed for Evie when everything happened. It looked like the stuffed animal was watching over her while she slept. Beside Evie while she slept was her Flounder stuffed animal. It was worn down, bad. But damn it took his breath away to see. His little girl had grown up so much, but she was still his little girl in so many ways. She had been forced to grow up so fast but seeing that still reminded him just how young she still truly was.

Considering how to wake her up, Negan stepped forward and the floorboard creaked. Like lightening, Evie shot up in bed and reached for something beside her bed. Throwing his hands up when he realized it was a gun, Negan was shocked how fast she moved.

“It’s me,” Negan tried to calm her, seeing her free hand reaching for the light to turn it on. When she finally was awake enough to realize it was him, Evie unhurriedly tipped the gun down giving Negan a confused expression. Lowering his hands, Negan felt his heart pounding inside of his chest thankful that she didn’t pull the trigger immediately. “Fucking Christ Evie.”

“Dad?” she muttered, lowering the gun slowly and setting it back on the nightstand beside her bed. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“What are you doing with a gun beside you while you sleep?” Negan scoffed, pointing toward the gun and she gazed over in the direction that he was pointing. “What if I was your little brother?”

“I would have known you weren’t Nathan. After this long I think I know what his footsteps sound like,” Evie explained, pulling herself up further in bed to press her back against the headboard. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she eyed over Negan and saw the way he was dressed. “What is going on with you? Why are you here?”

“About that…” Negan cleared his throat, moving forward in attempts to sit down. Thinking twice about it, Negan pointed at the edge of the bed almost asking if it was okay if he sat down with her. Without hesitation, she moved over slightly giving him enough room to sit beside her facing her. “I think Gabriel was distracted earlier. He didn’t lock my cell door right. It pushed open earlier and…I left it.”

“But…why?” Evie seemed nervous with his answer, looking beyond him toward the door. “If someone sees that you are out of your cell they will probably kill you.”

“I…know,” Negan agreed with her, a long sigh falling from his parted lips. “I just started thinking that maybe it was a sign. A sign that maybe I needed to take this chance and leave.”

“Leave?” she repeated, her hazel eyes thinking over what he said before nodding her head. “Fine. Just give me a few minutes to grab what is important and I can be packed. We’ll have to wake up Nathan, but…”

“No, no,” Negan shook his head, reaching out to place his hand in over her shoulder to keep her where she was. “Just me, Evie.”

“Just you?” her face scrunched up and she immediately shook her head. “No. Why would you just go? Nathan and I should be going with you.”

“Because I need to know that there is a place for us to go before I put you and your brother at risk,” Negan hushed her, his palm stretching out to caress in over the side of her young features. By her expression? He knew that she didn’t like that answer. While she took after him in a lot of ways, there were so many expressions that her mother used to make that she was now doing the older she got. “If I’m going to risk taking the two of you out there, I need to know that there is a place for us. A place where we can go and be a family again.”

“Dad, that doesn’t make sense,” Evie reasoned with him, leaning into the touch of his rough palm. Closing her eyes, she took in a long exhale and shook her head once more. “Nathan and I don’t want to be without you dad. There is no telling how the two of us will even know if you find a place. We wanted to get out of here just as much as you do, but if you’re not here? We don’t want to be here.”

“And I understand that,” Negan noticed that she was getting emotional and he slid in closer to her, his eyebrows furrowing. It was hard not picturing what she was like as a child seeing her like this. Riddled with fear. “After what you told me the other day, I realized I made a mistake. Fuck, I made so many mistakes. And I need to make it right. I need to find a place for all of us to be together. Safely.”

“If you are so worried about things out there, then maybe we just need to stay here because I don’t want to be separated from you,” Evie panicked, her fingers curling around Negan’s wrist in attempts to get him to focus on her. “Dad, I want to be where you are.”

“I know that baby girl, but with what happened to you,” Negan started, his eyes lowering down to her wrist that was still discolored from when she hurt herself. It was healing, but it still looked like it hurt. “We can’t stay here. I’m not going to let my little girl suffer because she wants to prove something to people who are never going to give her a fair shot. You got hurt once and I’m not going to let it keep happening. Do you understand me?”

“Dad, I’m fine,” she tried to assure him, but he shook his head and quieted her once more. “What if something happens to you while you’re out there? You need someone to watch your back. To keep you safe. It’s been a long time since you were out of that cell. You don’t know what’s out there.”

“But I have to try,” Negan declared, his body tensing up when he thought about the idea of what he was doing. Yeah, she was right. Hell, he was definitely out of shape. Did he work out to the best of his ability while he was in that cell? Sure, but it wasn’t enough. There was that chance that it was more dangerous out there, but it was worth risking. “You and your brother deserve better, Evie. And it’s my fault that you have been living like you were. I can’t have you risking yourself out there because I’m your father. It’s my job to take care of you and I’ve been doing a shitty job of it for a very long time. It’s time I step up and do what I was always supposed to do.”

There were tears burning at Evie’s eyes as she slid forward. A loud exhale fell from his throat when Evie wrapped her arms around him. Returning the gesture, Negan buried his nose against the side of her neck and heard her crying.

“I’m so sorry for everything I’ve put you through,” Negan whimpered hearing her crying which had him getting emotional himself. Stroking his fingers at the back of her neck, Negan tried to comfort her while they both cried. “I’ve done so much wrong in my life Evie. Probably more wrong than right. But you?”

Pulling back slightly, Negan felt his tears sliding down his flesh, his chest aching when her eyes were full of tears, “You were the best thing I’ve ever done, Evie. Having you as my daughter? I’ve never been prouder of something in my whole life. You are so smart, beautiful, talented, caring…”

“You’re talking like this is going to be the last time I’m going to see you,” she interrupted him, frowning when Negan captured her jaw between his index finger and his thumb. “I don’t like it.”

“It’s something I should have been saying all along,” Negan confessed, his bottom lip trembling as he spoke to her. “You should have been hearing every single day how much I love you. You should have never doubted my love and you should have always had me beside you. Lifting you up because once I became a father? I should have spent my life lifting you up. Making things perfect for you. I was such a good father those first six years and then I just completely dropped the fucking ball. And that’s my fault. Not yours. I need you to know that.”

“I don’t want to lose you dad,” Evie whispered, her hazel eyes full of worry with the fear that this may be the last time she saw him alive. “I’m still not okay after losing mom. I don’t know what will happen if I lose you too.”

“I know you, Evie. If anyone can make it in this world, it’s you,” Negan hushed her, cupping her face in both of his hands. “You are the best of me. The best of your mom. But you know what? You’re better than both of us. You’ve been taking care of your little brother since you were ten years old. At ten, you were a better parent that I ever was. And you were a better adult that I ever was. I have every intensions of coming back to you and your brother. I do. But it’s time for me to be the parent and take care of you. I promise you, if I find something that is good for us to be together, I will find a way to get to you. I’ve never been very good at promises, but you are the first person I’ve made promises to that I have kept. And I intend to keep doing that. Because I love you. So fucking much.”

“I don’t know what to say,” she breathed out in a low, uneven sound. Sweeping at her tears with his thumbs, Negan leaned in to press a kiss over her forehead letting it linger. “After what happened, all I ever wanted was your love.”

“Evie,” Negan began, his hands reaching for her good hand leading it toward the center of his chest. Their eyes connected and he gave her a weak smile. “You have always owned my heart. From the second you were born, your little fingers had a grasp on this thing and it will be that way until the day I die. Because I love you. So fucking much.”

Grunting out, Negan felt her give him another strong hug and he squeezed her closely to him. Pressing a kiss against her temple, Negan knew that he didn’t want to let her go, but he had to. Just not yet.

“I will do everything to get back to you,” Negan assured her, his words quiet while he nuzzled his nose in against the side of her neck. “The only place I belong, the only place I will ever belong is with you and your brother. I won’t run away on you. I won’t leave you here. As long as I’m breathing? You and your brother will be my number one priority.”

Saying goodbye was harder than ever today. Especially considering neither one knew if it would be the last time they saw each other. They hugged longer than they should have and he cried when he left. It was hard leaving and there was a hiccup where Judith caught him trying to escape. Thankfully she let him go and the further away from Alexandria he got, the more confused he grew. Was this really the right choice that he was making? The lack of food, getting sick from the water. Maybe this was wrong all along.

The closest place to check first? The Sanctuary. Why he went there, he really didn’t know. But then again? It’s the place he knew the most. If things were sustainable there, maybe they would be able to make it until they found somewhere else. Somewhere new.

Once he saw The Sanctuary, Negan felt gutted. It had gone to shit. Things were torn apart and wet. What he had built up as his kingdom in the past was lost. It was a broken-down memory of a man he used to be. Walking through the building was hard. He had so many memories about these hallways that were now riddled with dirt and water. Nothing survived. Even if people did try to continue living here after he was captured. Something happened and everyone left.

Seeing what used to be his bedroom was even harder than he imagined. Everything was torn to shit. Anything that was his was destroyed, weathered, broken down. All of the beds were soaked with the water damage. The couches had been torn to shit. This whole place used to be his pride and joy. Now, it was nothing. It was a disaster. A place not worth remembering and he knew that.

A thought kept echoing in his mind. Judith told him he had nothing out here for him. And he was starting to think that was right. Maybe this was a stupid decision. Everything that he loved and cared for was in Alexandria. Everything important anyways. Out here? It was just lost memories and places that wouldn’t be good for anyone to live in.

Taking one last walk around the lower level of The Sanctuary, Negan swore he heard movement. There were the stray walkers, but this sounded different. It sounded like he was being followed. Like there was someone watching him.

Maybe that meant it was time to get the fuck out. The last thing he needed was someone cornering in on him when he made a promise to Evie.

Heading toward one of the exits, Negan felt even more paranoid than before. Footsteps were following him. The only bad thing? He couldn’t see shit. And he doubted that anyone would be able to see him in this darkness. So how the hell were they following him and following him so fast?

Reaching an exit, Negan realized that the doors were locked and he huffed loudly. Bringing his fist out, he hit at the door before kicking at it over and over again. There had to be a quick out. In his panic, he didn’t realize that the footsteps were growing louder. Gazing back, he saw the shadow of someone approaching him. It was nothing but a shadow. But amongst the light he did have he could see that they were armed. He was not.

So he did the first thing he could think of. He tried to hit them. Immediately the person dodged and it was followed by a firm hit to his mid-section that knocked the wind out of him. Trying to force himself to fight through the pain, Negan threw out his arm again hitting nothing when the person dropped down. Every throw he did, nothing collided and it was making him angrier by the second.

“Fuck,” Negan attempted to step back, only to feel a firm hit to his jaw knocking him to one knee. A kick to the other knee followed drawing him to throw his head back and wince in pain. Once his eyes fluttered to an open, Negan saw that the person before him was wearing all black. They looked like they were heavily covered in military armor of some kind. There was a black helmet that covered their head so all he could see was his reflection in the helmet. “Well what the fuck are you waiting for? You’re gonna kill me. Aren’t you?”

Almost immediately after, the stranger grabbed a flashlight that was hooked onto their belt. Turning it on him, Negan threw his hand up in front of his eyes and scoffed, “Holy fucking shit. You already beat my fucking ass and now you want to blind me too?”

The person stepped back, lowering their flashlight and when they turned on their heel, Negan stumbled to get back attempting to throw himself at the person. Big mistake.

They grabbed a hold of his arm, flipping him over and onto his back with a thud. Groaning out, Negan hissed out in pain with the way they were still locking his arm back in their hold. Tipping his head back, the last thing Negan saw was a glove covered fist heading right for him before the world went completely black all around him.

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House of Malignant - CH 2

Crossover between House of Wax & Malignant

What happens when one pair of conjoined twins meet another?~

CHAPTERS:

CH1 , CH3

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Driving up through the old town, Madison admired little old Ambrose. The quaint setting reminded her a lot of the rural areas where she and Sydney grew up, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. With this remote location, she didn’t feel as anxious about being recognized.

Throughout the rest of the car ride, Lester and Sydney had been happily chatting away. Madison smiled, especially noticing how Sydney blushed at Lester’s corny jokes.

However, the closer they got to town, the more Lester’s easygoing demeanor faded.

The truck came to a rickety stop beside a gas station.

“Well, thanks a bunch Lester,” Sydney said, beaming at him.

Lester’s grip tightened on the wheel. “Y-yeah…don’t mention it…” he turned to them, “l-listen, if ya want…I can just tow yar’ truck on’ down here. Save’s ya girls the trouble and all…ya can wait back where I found ya at…”

Madison felt an odd pit in her stomach.

Sydney frowned. “Lester… we’re already here though. We may as well have a look around,” she smiled softly, “I kinda wanna see your hometown.”

Lester’s ears went red.

Just then, Madison’s phone began to screech violently, everyone jumping at the ear splitting pitch.

“S-sorry!” Madison exclaimed, fumbling with her phone, casting a look Sydney’s way.

She put the phone to her ear, Gabriel’s voice rasped and static…

“Get out of the car…”

“What-? Gab-”

“Something doesn’t feel right. Get. Out. Now.”

Madison didn’t know what to think, her fight or flight instincts kicking up. Or was that feeling coming from Gabriel…?

Before she could even react, a hand slammed down by her window.

Madison yelped.

A man came into view, smiling beneath his cap. “Well’s… you must be the fine pair of ladies Lester called ahead about,” he spoke, his southern accent thick and suave, “I’m Bo, the one he told ya’ about.

He offered his hand to shake.

Madison hesitantly shook it. “Emily, nice to meet you.”

Bo tapped his hands on the car window. “Heard you were havin’ some car troubles up the road?” He opened Madison’s door for her.

“Uh…y-yeah…”

As Madison hopped out from the truck, she got a good look at Bo. He was tall, strong features, chiseled chin, curly tuffs of hair peeking out from underneath his cap and an all around charming smile.

Overall, he was very attractive, in spite of the grease stained mechanic suit he wore.

But something about how he carried himself, how he spoke, how he smiled, egocentric, domineering… reminded her of another monster from her past…

Gabriel watched through Madison’s eyes. He too felt an odd familiarity. He didn’t know this man, if they’d met him in the past, they’d remember.

It was than that Gabriel recalled a similar man…the first face he saw after waking up for the first time in 20 years…

A man that dared put a hand on his sister and whom became Gabriel’s first kill in his rampage.

Drawing connections, Gabriel already didn’t like Bo, making his disdain known by growling, Maddie’s phone and the truck’s radio blaring with jumbled static.

Madison jumped, reaching to the back of her head and desperately shushing them.

Bo furrowed his brow, looking over into the truck. “Hey Lester! Somethin’ wrong with ya radio there?”

Lester was in the middle of helping Sydney out from the driver’s side.

As the static blared, Lester moved to hear Bo. Sydney, who’d been using him as support to get down, yelped when the movement caused her to lose her footing, falling forward and causing both her and Lester to go tumbling down into the gravel.

Lester groaned looking up to find Sydney sprawled on top of him.

“Uh…” He went red and so did Sydney once she realized the position they were in.

A wolf whistle was heard, making them both turn to see a smirking Bo.

“Well, Lester, when’s ya get a little lady on the side?” He teased.

The two of them immediately scrambled up, apologizing and giving excuses, faces red and burning.

Madison was still desperately trying to get Gabriel to calm down.

“Gabe, CALM DOWN!” She hissed into her phone, feeling his emotions flare up.

“Something’s not right!”

“Gabriel, please, we can’t just start acting out. They haven’t even done anything.”

“Yet…”

Gabriel added with cynicism.

“Gabriel…” Madison sighed, a hand to her forehead, “Gabriel, I’m not gonna say your worries are unjustified. I’m worried too…”

“The filthy one, he’s acting suspicious and his brother…I don’t like him…he’s too much like… like…”

Madison flinched at the reminder.

“Sorry…”

“No…” She reached a hand to the back of her head, “I noticed too… but I’m not afraid. I’m stronger now…”

She smiled softly.

“…and I have you.”

Madison truly meant it. She felt safer and secure knowing that Gabriel was there, assured that no matter what happened that he would protect them. Her affectionate feelings travelled over to Gabriel.

A purring buzz came over the phone. Madison couldn’t help but laugh. “Gabe! Are you purring?”

“…shut up…”

She laughed even harder.

“Talkin’ to a boyfriend?”

Madison gasped, spinning around. Bo leaned against the truck, arms folded and one leg overlapping the other, a lazy smile on his face.

Madison felt her face warm.

“Uh…no…” she waved her phone, “just my brother…”

Bo inclined his head, arching a brow. “The two of ya must be pretty close huh?”

“Oh… you have no idea.”

Madison had to bite her bottom lip to keep the shit eating grin off her face.

Bo pushed off the truck. “Well, you and your sister can go have a look around the town. Town’s a little quiet at the moment, all other folks are attending a funeral down at the church. I suggest not disturbin’ em. I’ll have Lester head on back down the road and tow ya car in.”

Madison nodded. “Thank you…”

Sydney came stumbling into view.

“Oh Sydney, where have you-?”

Sydney, red faced, stumbled over and buried her face in Madison’s chest.

“Wha-?! Sydney?!”

“Kill me now…” Came Sydney’s muffled reply.

Madison furrowed her brows. “What…?”

Bo chuckled, getting Madison’s attention.

“Seems’ ya sister and mah’ baby brother ended up gettin’ real nice and acquainted with each other.”

Madison’s brows shot up. “What? Sydney-?!”

“It was an accideeeent…” Sydney whined, still hiding her face from view.

A fierce anger and protectiveness spurred from Gabriel’s end.

“WHAT-?!”

Gabriel’s voice screeched from the phone.

Both sisters jumped, immediately shushing him, sending panicked glances Bo’s way.

Bo rose a brow.

Madison nervously chuckled. “Ah heh… guess I didn’t end the call when I thought I did…”

She immediately shoved the phone into Sydney’s hands. “Explain, to our brother what happened young lady. You know how he gets…” she ordered, trying to play it off.

Sydney raised the phone to her ear, raising a brow. “Gabe? Since when were you concerned about my love life?”

A moment of silence passed, Sydney beginning to grin like the Cheshire Cat.

“Aww! Is my big brother Gabby being overprotective?… oh you so are! Don’t deny it, ya big softie! And no I will not drop the nickname!”

Bo chuckled in amusement at the sight.

Madison let out a sigh of relief. He seems to have bought it. Then again, what else could he have expected in this situation? What are the odds someone’s going to suspect you for hiding your conjoined twin?

Bo turned to her, giving her a smile. “Seems ya brother’s a bit overprotective.”

Madison shrugged. “Would you believe it if I told you Gabriel didn’t really like her at first?”

“Not too surprisin’ ,” Bo stuffed his hands in his pockets, “most siblings don’t like it when a new one comes along, ends up stealin’ all the attention.”

She chuckled, shaking her head. “It’s a bit more complicated with Gabe and I…”

“Oh yeah? How come?”

“Well, the two of us, Gabriel and I are…twins…it’s-…It’s… a long story…”

Bo looked particularly interested at that.

“Hey…” he shook his head, “we got time, gonna be a while fore’ Lester finishes towin’ ya car in. Wanna have a drink? I got beers in the garage.”

Madison meekly smiled. “I’m… not much of an alcohol person…”

“I got colas, too?” Bo offered without even passing judgement.

Madison blinked, smiling awkwardly . “Oh… okay then…”

The two of them headed into the gas station, Lester passing them to talk to Sydney. Apparently, Lester’s arrival caused Gabriel to go into a tirade of threats, his voice blaring from the phone as he told Lester to keep his filthy hands off of his sister, and offering very graphic descriptions of where he will put those hands if Lester does not heed said warnings.

Bo opened a small cooler in the corner, passing an ice cold cola to Madison. Honestly, with the sweltering heat, a cola had never seemed more tantalizing. Madison did inspect the bottle though, still suspicious, but didn’t find it to be tampered with in any way, the cap sealed tight and good.

Before Bo could even so much as offer a bottle opener, he gawked as Madison effortlessly opened the cap with her bare hands.

“Well damn… I was not expectin’ that…” he pulled out a drink of his own, leaning against the counter as he opened it. “ya sure got a strong arm on ya, little lady.”

“Oh yeah, it… runs in the family,” she shrugged, taking a long deep and soul refreshing gulp.

Bo watched her intently as she drank.

“That hit the spot…” she sighed, “how much do I owe you for the drink?”

“Nothing, it’s on the house. But ya can pay me with a story. Mind tellin’ me about the whole situation with your brother?”

“Uh…well…” Maddie really had to choose her words carefully.

“Syd- I mean-…Sunny, she’s not our biological sister. Gabriel and I are orphans, our mum gave us up when we were still a baby.”

Bo looked down into his drink, particularly scowling at that. “Sounds like a real piece of work your mother…” he huffed, going to take a sip.

Maddie glared at him. “It wasn’t her fault, she had no say. She was just a child.”

Bo choked on his drink.

“Are you okay?!”

“Fine-!” He coughed, clearing his throat, “s-sorry…”

Madison gave a sad smile.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know…”

She looked down at her own bottle as well. As she told the story, Madison could feel Gabriel’s presence slink in, no longer preoccupied with the others outside.

She took a deep breath, whispering. “It’s going to be okay…”

Bo tilted his head. “What’d you say?”

“Oh uh- sorry. Still um…bit of a rough topic to talk about, especially for my brother…”

“Well, he ain’t here right now ain’t he?” Bo took a swig from his drink.

‘Oh if only you knew…’

Gabriel grew smug and Madison smiled to herself.

“Let’s just say… um…the two of us-… kinda…disconnected? As kids?” That was the best way she could phrase it to Bo.

Bo furrowed his brows, looking up her from under hooded eyelids, gaze calculating.

“Why’d ya do that? Ain’t twins supposed tah’ stick together? Ride or die as they say?”

Madison shook her head. “We didn’t have a choice in the matter…”

Bo nodded, seeming satisfied with that response. “But the two’s of ya seem pretty close now, from what I’ve heard. Ya said he ain’t like the little blondie outside much? The one currently chatting’ up mah’ baby brother?”

Madison snorted. “S- Sunny’s real friendly like that. As for Gabriel um-… well-…let’s just say my new family adopted ME but not HIM.” She intentionally emphasized the words.

A wave of hurt and loneliness drifted in from Gabriel’s side. Madison found herself unconsciously reaching back to comfort him.

“I guess-… with a new family and a new sibling, Gabriel…um-… he must felt like… like I had abandoned and replaced him…”

“So, while you were livin’ every orphan’s dream, where’d ya brother go off to?” Bo asked curiously.

“Well- Gabriel’s always been around? Just-…just not- ugh…” she rubbed a hand over her face.

Gabriel’s emotions and hers became jumbled and confused during the conversation, neither knowing which feelings belonged to who.

“Sorry, it’s just a lot and-… it’s-… honestly it…it turned into quite a big fucking mess when both of us reconnected. Recently actually!”

Bo leaned in, brow raised. “What type of mess?”

Maddie smiled weakly. “Like…blood being spilled type of mess?”

Bo blinked looking down at the floor.

Madison shook her head vigorously.

“Sorry, you must think we’re a real cheery pair…”

Madison’s fingers dug underneath her hair, Gabriel nuzzling into her palm.

Bo tapped his finger on the bottle contemplating, before looking back up.

“Nah, I get it. I got into my fair shares of fights with mah’ brother. When I tell’s ya, the two’s of us could get into some real nasty fist fights. Hell, couple of times, back when’s we was teens, both of us had to be rushed to the emergency room. Our momma just screamin’ at us. Mostly at me,” he chuckled wryly.

Madison tilted her head, confused. “Who? You and Lester? Don’t get me wrong, he’s a bit… eccentric. But my sister’s got a good eye for people. And well… he seems like such a sweeyheart…”

Bo chuckled, shaking his head. “No, no, Lester’s third in our family. Talkin’ about mah’ other brother, the two’s of us…well, let’s just say; we’re closer in age. Sometimes the bastard can really get on mah’ nerves,” he sighed exasperated, “…but all the same, I can’t just leave em’.”

He twirled the almost empty bottle in his hand. “Funny thing’ ain’t it? Family. They can do the most fucked up shit and yet we’re willin’ tah’ forgive and protect cuz’ of the blood we share? Blood is thicker than water and all that shit...”

Bo finished off the last of his drink.

Madison tilted her head. “That’s incorrect.”

“What’d you say?”

“That saying? ‘Blood is thicker than water’? It’s actually a cut out piece from the full phrase, which is; ‘The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.’ Basically, the bonds you make through life are supposed to be stronger than the family bonds you have,” Madison smiled to herself, “although, I only partially agree with that phrase.”

Bo smiled at her.

It was small, and for a moment, it seemed like the most sincere smile he gave her since they started talking.

“Huh… well, ain’t you a well educated little lady.”

Madison felt her cheeks become warm.

Bo pushed off the counter. “So… where exactly is this Gabriel? Does he know where ya at?”

“Oh he’s… around.” Madison brought the bottle to her lips.

‘Way closer than you think…’

“What about you? Will I get to meet this mysterious second brother while I’m in town?”

Bo smirked. “Oh ya know, he’s…around.”

Madison narrowed her eyes, smiling.

Bo looked out the window, seeing Lester still chatting away with Sydney, the younger Sinclair now showing off his Bowie knife as he twirled it around.

Bo rolled his eyes, heading to the door. “I better get that lazy ass to start doin’ his job instead of wastin’ time chit chattin’.”

Madison watched him go, raising a brow. “Isn’t that exactly what we’re doing?”

Bo was halfway out the door, leaning back in, grinning. “Hey, us wastin’ time had a point to it.”

“Which was?!” Madison called after him but he was already out the door.

“Hey idiot! Quite playin’ lover boy and git’ to work!”

Madison smiled wistfully.

A radio on the shelf blared to life, Gabriel’s voice speaking through.

“Don’t tell me you actually like that asshole…”

She rolled her eyes. “No, I don’t… but he was nice to talk to…”

She did find Bo incredibly attractive but Madison didn’t think she was ready for romance, especially after everything she’d been through.

Sydney ducked into the gas station, Madison noticing how behind her Bo and Lester seemed to be having a private conversation.

“Ugh! Cockblocked by another big brother and- HEY! You’re hoarding sodas? Gimme!” Sydney exclaimed, diving forward.

Madison smirked, allowing Gabriel control.

Gabriel with deft movements, swiped the bottle out of Sydney’s reach, shoving her back.

“Cockblocked? What I did was for your own good brat,” Gabriel chuckled, voice still coming from the radio.

Sydney jumped and grabbed in futile, scowling. “Gabriel, you embarrassed me and went totally overboard with the threats!”

“I only threatened him an adequate amount…”

“You said, and I quote; ‘Put a hand on her and I will shove your teeth so far down your throat you’ll have to stick your toothbrush up your ass to clean them’! Like, what the shit?! Who even says stuff like that?”

Madison laughed, watching the two bicker with each other.

Outside, Bo and Lester finished their talk.

Lester, gave one last guilty look Sydney’s way before hopping in his truck and driving away.

Bo turned his attention back to the station, watching the girls laugh and fool around inside.

He supposed maybe he could keep the girls around for awhile, especially keep around the blondie for Lester since his brother had clearly gotten too attached to their prey. Then again, Bo had to admit he got a little attached himself.

This Emily character was entertaining, a good conversationalist and overall a real cutie.

It’ll be a shame once they kill them but the brothers couldn’t just spare every pretty face that came by.

Bo took out his phone, calling a number.

“Hey Vince, ya got company comin’ your way…”

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(One more Sinclair brother to go~)

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Can I please have a romantic Supernatural matchup? I’m a straight female, 21, introverted, an ISFJ and an Aquarius. I have brown wavy hair, freckles and blue eyes. I wear glasses at home but usually contacts when I’m out. Im a loyal, empathetic, quiet, shy and friendly person. I love to joke around and laugh. I’m sarcastic and make friendly comebacks to my friends’ banter. I’m insecure abt myself and struggle to acknowledge my achievements, often downplaying them and comparing myself to others. Im a good listener and have been told that I’m good with advice and comforting other people. I’d like people to listen to me too but I find it hard to voice my concerns or problems to my friends. I can be overtalked in group settings too due to my quiet nature around larger groups. I’m chattier and bubblier around less people/people im close with. I’m very accepting and always eager to learn. I can get nervous before social situations due to my shyness, but once I’m in conversation I’m fine. I’m doing a course that’ll lead a career in rehabilitative healthcare. Likes: Reading, Doodling, Chatting, Board Games, Going on walks & Singing. Dislikes: Spicy food, the dark, bugs especially spiders. Thank you!!

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Of course, you can have a Supernatural matchup!

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Romantic Matchup; Supernatural

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Supernatural;

Gabriel -

You met Gabriel through Dean, Sam, and Castiel.

At first, you weren't sure what to make of him - he was flirty, cocky, and unpredictable, a stark contrast to your quieter, reserved nature.

He found your sarcasm hilarious, though and immediately took to teasing you.

The first time you hit him with a sarcastic comeback, his eyes lit up like he just found his new favorite person.

And you were his new favorite person.

You were wary of him at first.

He was a bit... Tricky, after all.

But when he genuinely helped on a case, and saved your ass once or twice, you started to trust him.

You also began to realize that when he wasn't around, and you and the boys were on a case somewhere, fighting who knows what, you'd magically stay safe...

You couldn't quite make sense of it, but you wouldn't get hurt, unlike the boys.

Maybe you had a guardian angel...

Gabriel adored how loyal and kind-hearted you were.

He noticed how you always listened to others, how you gave thoughtful advice, and how you were there for everyone.

But he also noticed that you didn't talk about yourself much.

He caught on quickly to how you downplayed your achievements and let others overtalk you.

That didn't sit right with him.

He made it his personal mission to hype you up at every opportunity.

When you were practicing some archery; "Damn, sweetheart, that shot was perfect. You trying to put Cupid out of business?"

When you were ranting to him about a book you had read; "Did anyone tell you you're basically a genius? No? Well, now you know."

When you came back to the bunker with the boys, only to find Gabe with a smirk on his face; "Look at you, saving the day again. Slay, Queen."

He always made sure you were heard in conversation.

Since, let's just get this out of the way, but Dean and Sam talk a lot.

If anyone started talking over you, he'd interrupt with, "Hey, I think Y/N was saying something important," before dramatically gesturing for you to continue.

Gabe loved making you laugh.

Seeing your shy smile turn into full-blown laughter?

That was his favorite thing.

And his favorite sound.

Gabe is ridiculously competitive.

If you're playing something like Monopoly, he'll 100% cheat just to mess with you.

"Gabe, put the money you stole from the bank back."

"What? I didn't steal anything."

When he learns you love to sing, oh it's over.

He demands duets.

If you're shy about it, he'll playfully nudge you until you join in, always picking songs he knows you love.

He insists you draw him.

When you finally do, he acts like it's a priceless masterpiece and literally snaps his fingers to put it in a fancy golden frame.

He'll teleport you to beautiful random places - Paris, a quiet forest, the top of a mountain - just because he loves seeing you happy.

It happens gradually.

Gabe starts noticing little things - how your face lights up when you talk about something you love, the way you tilt your head when you're deep in thought, how much he hates seeing you doubt yourself.

He starts lingering more - sticking around after hunts, teleporting you coffee, calling just to check in.

He flirts constantly, but it starts to feel... Different.

Less playful, more genuine.

He starts getting weirdly protective.

The hunts where you somehow left without a scratch on you were one thing, but heavens forbid if something does happen to you.

He is livid.

Not at you, never at you, but at himself for not keeping you safe as he always had since he met you.

He's whipped, honestly.

When he realizes he's in love with you, he panics.

Gabe doesn't do serious, right?

Right?

One night, after a hunt, you're both sitting outside the bunker, enjoying the night on the roof of your truck.

He's watching you - the way you absentmindedly doodle in the dirt, the way your eyes reflect the stars...

And before he can stop himself, he blurts out, "Do you have any idea how amazing you are?"

You laugh, assuming he's just teasing you again, but he shakes his head.

"No, I'm serious. You- You're kind, you're smart, you're... Everything. And it kills me that you don't see it."

He pauses, runs a hand through his hair, and mutters, "I think I'm in love with you, sweetheart."

You're stunned.

And when you finally managed to respond, he's already grinning. "Took me long enough, huh?"

Gabe lives to fluster you.

He'll whisper in your ear just to see you flush.

He doesn't smother you, but he always keeps an eye on you.

If you're feeling down, he'll crack a joke or teleport you somewhere to lift your spirits.

Random forehead kisses.

Playing with your hair.

Hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder or head.

Casually calling you "darling," "sweetheart," or "angel" like it's second nature.

If you ever feel insecure or start comparing yourself to others, Bage won't have it.

He'll gently lift your chin, make you look at him, and say, "You're perfect just as you are."

Making breakfast together.

Late-night movie marathons where he insists on watching bad movies just so you can roast them together.

Lazy morning where he refuses to let you get out of bed, wrapping his arms around you and mumbling, "Five more minutes... or five hours."

He doesn't even sleep, but bro...

Surprises you with spontaneous adventures.

Make sure you know every single day how amazing you are.

You're his safe place.

With you, he doesn't have to be the jokester all the time - he can be himself.

You see the good in him, and that means everything to him.

You sing with him, laugh with him, and make him feel loved in a way he never expected.

Gabe would love you fiercely and unapologetically.

He'd be your biggest cheerleader, your safe haven, your partner in crime.

He'd bring laughter, adventure, and endless affection into your life while making sure you always knew your worth.

And in return, you'd give him something he never thought he'd have...

A home.

[princess-of-the-corner]

OK, so thanks for the response on these! https://www.tumblr.com/princess-of-the-corner/778829253591678976/headshot-au-thought-but-how-do-you-think-chloe & https://www.tumblr.com/princess-of-the-corner/778830210555609088/also-in-relation-to-my-last-headshot-au-ask-how

Those proved super interesting! In nominal order:

I imagine Chloe likely has/had some awareness one existed but she may only have some rather... Vague impressions of her actually arriving in Paris.

Like their first encounter could easily be the first time Chloe is the one thrown because her brain is trying to catch up and parse rather hazy memories.

She'd get there, but it'd be obvious there was some processing going on there I think.

As to the second, that is an interesting read and an enjoyable one, certainly fits with your optimistic read on things.

I imagine in that regard she would have made some effort to contact Chloe before trying to crash at Marinette's but she was having a crisis so she went to the house boat instead.

She would be perhaps the first person to reach out to Chloe once she knows Chloe is at school. Even if just in a sort of, "Hey I had no idea any of that was happening" kind of way.

(She may be like the second or third to do so timeline wise just cos of how classes work, or be the first in general before having to leave)

Which lets her see Chloe going all loading screen on her and then kind of drawing a blank on how to interact. She has a very specific dynamic with Sabrina to hearken to, and formal reference point and a long history with Adrien. Even Marinette is a foe to be treated accordingly and Lila a siren to handled.

Zoe however is throwing her off her barely reclaimed game but she's definitely not wanting to make more enemies than she has. So Chloe likely is surprisingly chill and diplomatic (by her standards)

Depending on what Chloe's been able to say or do previously, or just off that exchange I could see Zoe indeed reaching the conclusion that Chloe's just utterly forsaken their parents way of life.

However the presence of Lila might still leave her a little leery.

Note:

Also imagined a slight spin on the whole "Steal Miraculous" idea, but Chloe and Lila are robbing Felix when Gabriel launches his plan, and that's when Lila slips on Gabriel's identity.

They race back to Paris and intervene in the battle to some extent (maybe) or at arriving after, so Lila is only able to steal Noroo. But this means they have both Peacock and Butterfly.

Lila may wanna do some villainy, but as before she's fearful & satisfied with what she has. Chloe wants security & Senitmonster guardian beasts that can be Akumatized suit her.

Yeah Lila might. Throw a wrench but It also makes sense?

Either

1.) While Chloé may have shaken off her parents' toxic influence, Lila is still in the game and playing her like a fiddle

or

2.) Chloé is trying to be a better person and part of that is going to be dragging someone else in the same situation with her to the good side

Maybe a bit of both

[jenxwp]

Is There a Doctor in the House? Script

Hey all, it’s been a while but I thought I would have a look at another production script and see what details I could find! So lucky dip off the shelf was… *drumroll* ...Is There a Doctor in the House!

So, this is production #76925 and was probably filmed around March 1996. It first aired in July 1996 and interestingly enough, Altared States was production #76926 meaning it was intended to be the finale. I don’t know about you guys, but I think that would have been a let down compared to ITADITH as the finale. Glad it happened as it did.

The first thing I wanted to point out was that this episode happens over 2 days and 1 night. I don’t know why- I just found that interesting.

So minor detail difference when the first find Ephiny- in the script she is sitting against a tree whereas in the episode, she is lying flat under scrub. The episode also has an extra line that isn’t in the script where Xena acknowledges the wound.

Our first description of Marmax- apparently ‘think General Patton’. I had no idea who this was but google tells me a US army officer from WWI and WWII? Maybe someone with more American military history can fill in any relevance around this?

Also interesting to note- in the episode, after Marmax disperses his troops he sees a Thessalian foot soldier and begins chasing him shouting “Thessalian scum!”. Xena knocks him off his horse with her chakram sharing a nod to the Thessalian. She then draws her sword and wounds him as the teaser fades. This is not quite what is in the script…

I will share a snippet of the first time Xena saves a life in the hospital. There are a few differences in dialogue compared to what was eventually filmed and aired. A few standout points is that in the episode, Gabrielle gets involved in the procedure a lot sooner than was originally scripted. Also, it was scripted a lot more ‘bloody’ with Galen being sprayed with blood. In the episode, Galen does jump back but we don’t see blood everywhere. _90s TV censorship_

We also have a small deleted scene interaction between Democritus, Hippocrates and Galen right after…

Now here is an interesting one! The man’s son that Gabrielle goes to find was originally scripted to be an adult friend. There were also a few extra lines where Gabrielle promises Democritus that she will be careful. This isn’t in the final cut.

This description of Gabrielle’s wounds 😫

Another deleted scene…

Okay I don’t know what to say here… I am glad Xena didn’t hold the baby up by its legs and give its ‘rump a slap’…

Aaand I will just leave this excerpt here…

What script next?

[all-things-snek-loves]

Cole Cassidy: wolf hunts for his prey NSFW Alpha! Cole Omega! fem reader

(credit to the artist on the bottom left found on pinterest but they have a tumblr tag)

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Cole snarled lowly, his head tilted toward the side when you walked by in the base one day, not many resided in the Blackwatch base without a mission so to see you here on an off day was kinda surprising. Cole drew a deep breath was that a new perfume? his nose twitched and he shook his head, going back to reading his book. There wasn't many times the omega's around Overwatch or Blackwatch came around without suppressants or during heat weeks. Cole mumbled to himself "Don't tell me.." he leaned up from the old, worn, black leather chair setting his book on the arm, his eyes watched as you approached with a cup of coffee for him. "Hey Darlin' whatcha doin' here today, thought you had the day off" Cole drawled softly as he took the cup from your hand and glanced down, the coffee looked perfect like always. With a smile, you gave a nod and responded "Yeah. was.. Gabriel said we needed some hands on for today.. but nobody is here except us.." Your words made Cole chuckle, that bastard Reyes.. Cole took a sip of the coffee, and gave a little tip of his hat when he nodded to her, he spoke lower "Thanks Darlin' tasty as always". Cole leaned back as you took a place across from him in the base's living room, his eyes flickered to yours for a moment.

You met Cole's own gaze over the edge of the coffee cup, his brown eyes more predominantly darkened than usual. you spoke first "Cole.. is something wrong?" Cole hummed into his cup, and nodded no in response, readjusting to lean back more comfortably. Everyone knew their respective roles within Blackwatch and where they lied on the A/B/O scale except you. you have always thought you were a beta since you have never had a heat, and you always held a counterbalance for the alphas around the base you never sought power or more than your role. much like Genji, who was a beta you always fell in line with him. everyone in a fifty mile radius knew Gabriel and Cole were the alphas, but neither actively sought out a omega, they usually just waited out their ruts in solice. she couldn't stop the feeling that she was being watched, and Cole was trying his damnedest now not to stare, but your scent was changing so strongly, he cleared his throat before he spoke a little strained. "Hey.. sweetheart.. did you take your training supplements today?"

She looked from her own cup now, realizing Cole was breathing a little heavier, his cheeks flushing, he knew the reasoning behind her taking daily supplements, him and Gabe both knew the truth but for her safety they didn't ever tell her the truth, the supplements were heat suppressants, to keep her safe while on base from their instincts. She thought for a moment and then cursed out loud "Ah fuck! no I didn't.. I'm out." Cole drew an audible breath, he knew this was potentially dangerous for both of them, he got up from his seat, that was a big mistake on his part, because your scent hit him like a ton of bricks, his eyes shifted, he spoke low and deep "You need to go home right now Darlin'". You looked up in surprise, it wasn't often Cole got this way with you, but by now you were starting to feel that deep itch crawling up you, making Cole smell so much stronger. "C-Cole did I do something wrong?" you asked softly. Cole had to stop himself from snarling, he was reaching up to undo the top button under his throat of his black button up, drawing a deep breath, he rasped out "Get.. out.. before I can't stop myself sugar.. I don't want to hurt ya".

Cole groaned softly when you didn't take his advice, God you were practically drooling over Cole's own scent, before long, he had you pinned back against the couch you sat on, he growled lowly "Leave.. leave quickly.. please darlin' I'm losing control..". you already had the "fuck it" thought pass your mind when you reached up, taking the cowboy's hat into your hands so he would tilt his head back to look down at you, you spoke up to him "Cole.." softly his hands found your hips, with a grunt he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder, he couldn't stop the raw desires that were driving him. He took you to his room, and set you on the bed, he turned his back to you, trying to regain himself, he was pulling off his jacket trying to breathe a little easier, he spoke gravelly "You know you are an omega.. right?" his words left you gasping sharply, you looked bewildered, when Cole turned around, he was swallowing hard, you were going into your first heat and fuck did he know he shouldn't be here with you. Cole drew a low breath, cursing Gabriel before he came closer and leaned over you his words held weight "Tell me to leave, and I'll walk right out darlin' if you don't.. its game over for you.. please, tell me to get out.."

But you didn't you didn't tell him to leave, if anything you sat up, pulled Cole close by the collar of his shirt and into his bed. Cole growled deeply, his hands pinning you down, before he brought his head down, and nuzzle into your neck. the growl Cole let out was impure, and it didn't take him long to get you out of your clothes, along with himself, he was fighting with himself to be gentle. but you didn't give him much of a choice with how fast your heat descended, Cole was sliding down your body, dropping between your legs, he snarled softly at you with a smirk, he spoke as his hands gripped your thighs "damn it sugar.. you smell so fine". He didn't waste much time in dipping his head down for a taste, the taste that hit his tongue was like a sweet poison, and he wanted to drink the whole bottle. Cole nuzzled and licked around until he had you breathing heavy, your hand tangled into his hair, long having discarded his stetson across the bed. Cole growled against you, working in his fingers now along with his hungry licks, his eyes glanced up and he met your eyes, before the moan that left you made your head fall back. Cole gently working you open was giving you the vibes of making love, but unfortunately Cole's restraint wouldn't last that long, your scent was fogging his brain, causing him to start to get rougher.

when Cole moved, his hands found your thighs, as he sat on his knees, he met your gaze and spoke low "You sure you want this darlin" I need a straightforward yes or no." you leaned up on your arms and met his gaze again, your voice steady "Yes Cole.. I want you to be my Alpha.. even just for the day". Cole gave a nod in understanding giving a signature little cowboy smirk before he leaned over you, leaning down for a kiss he spoke "you know it could be days before this heat dies baby" you could have cared less, you got the cowboy all to yourself and having him fuck you senseless at that? hell yes. Cole kissed you until he had you whimpering for him. Cole growled softly, he couldn't stop himself from flipping you to your knees, and pulling you back against him, he mumbled "Sorry baby, I'll let you see me the second round, right now I just need to breed you in the most alpha way I know.. face down ass up". that earned a laugh from you and a soft back arch as if asking him to take you, he chuckled in response to that, but followed it with a question, a serious one. "You on any type of contraceptive baby girl?" when you nodded and told him birth control, he nodded.

within the first few thrusts he was growling and fucking into you like he was gonna die if he didn't bury in as deep as he could. Your hands dug into his soft comforter, his free hand that wasn't on your waist was tangled into your hair, pulling you close anytime he wanted to kiss you, his sweat dripped down your spine as he fucked you without remorse, your moans drove him to the point of insanity and back, the way you reacted to him with the most sweet and blood boiling moans and whimpers, had Cole cursing with every deep rooted thrust, he growled softly into your ear "You want my pups baby? you want your alpha to make you so full of his babies?" your response was a frantic whine and a "ah, yes sir please I want your little pups!" that response was enough to make cole chuckle sexily and draw his southern a little deeper "Your wish is my command Darlin' I'll give ya just that".

not much longer Cole was leaning down, his lips found your sweet scent in your neck, and with a sharp, almost painful bite, Cole claimed his territory. Cole was starting to grow a little weaker in his arms for a moment when he grunted and knotted you, he chuckled and spoke "Well now, Darlin' look whatcha did to me.." in between heavy breathing and soft kisses to your shoulder blades, he was careful to move you two around to lay comfortably, he didn't have much wiggle room being locked with you but he could move enough to put you to your side and hold you from behind, as you two enjoyed the little bit of time you was gonna get in between breeding sessions, Cole held you, close and warm. He was in some sorta post haze when Genji had been sent to his door by Gabe with a box of some snacks and drinks, and he knocked on the door which stirred Cole's attention a little, he growled at whoever it was, this was his omega, he would fight someone for her. apon hearing the growl, genji spoke loudly enough for Cole to hear him "Relax Cole.. its just Genji. I was sent by the boss with some snacks, bottles of water and some Gatorade, Gabe said for the "after events" or whatever I'm gonna leave now" and Genji set the heavy box down by the door and left quickly. while she had fallen asleep in their little makeshift nest with Cole's blankets and pillows for some much needed rest, Gabe sent Cole a little teasing text that said "Glad you finally got your girl I know how hard you crushed on her this whole time".

[liviavanrouge]

Xueling: *Smiles, carrying her gifts* Merry Christmas!!

Feixiao: *Laughs* Hey guys! Glad you could make it!

Jiaoqiu: Indeed, glad we could all gather

Yunli: *Catches Xueling when she leapt for her, spinning around and setting her down*

Yanqing: Yunli, let's spar! I got some new moves I wanna show Xue!

Haegan: I'll oversee it...

Jing Yuan: *Chuckles*

Eliana: I'll help!!

Moze: *Sets Yayul down, gesturing for him to join them* It'll be fun..

Romana: *Giggles, smiling at them*

Rina: *Beams, looking over at the kids* You all have fun, be safe!

Jing Yuan: Shall we all go inside and finish preparing for the party?

Feixiao: Sounds good, let the kids do their thing!

~~~

???: Gabriel...Gabriel, my boy, time to wake up..

Gabriel: *Opens his eyes, looking at Sunday* Hm? It's early still..

March 7th: *Beams, holding a gift* Merry Christmas, Gabriel! This is your first one right?

Dan Heng: We got you gifts..

Wilmia: Yeah, yeah!

Judith: *Smiles wide and nods* Come on, silly, get up and come open them!

Gabriel: Gifts? But I didn't get you guys anything

Caelus: It's fine, we can all gift shop together next year

Rune: Yeah!

Himeko: Come on, little one, time to have fun..

Jamie: *Stands with Karlos* Yeah, come on, we gotta hurry or the cookies will harden too much

Karlos: *Smiles down at him amused*

Sunday: *Chuckles* Let's go..

Gabriel: *Stares at them then smiles slightly, moving the blanket* Okay, let's go!

~~~

Arlenia: Little bro! Come on, time to get up!

Arlan: *Yawns and gets up* Okay sis...

Arlenia: *Chuckles, wrapping an arm around Arlan when he joined her*

Arlan: *Smiles slightly up at her*

Arlenia: *Moves her arm away, playing a soothing tune with her guitar*

~~~

Aventurine: Hey Topaz! We've arrived!

Karina: Topaz..

Topaz: Hey you two, me and Akasha were waiting for a while

Akasha: *Floats down, landing on the couch* Hiiii!

Topaz: *Smiles, placing a hand on Akasha's head*

Aventurine: *Chuckles and sets Karina down* You two have fun!

Karina: *Nods, running off with Akasha to go play*

Topaz: *Runs off with Aventurine* We gotta be quick!

Aventurine: *Laughs* I know!

~~~

Boothill: Hey kiddos! I got yer presents!!

Yana: *Beams, running over with Wolfsie* YAY!! Presents! Thank's Boothill!!

Boothill: *Chuckles, sitting on his knees, watching them both*

Wolfsie: *Beams, holding a stuffed wolf* Yay!! New toy!

Yana: *Smiles wide, looking at her new bandanna for her hair*

Boothill: *Chuckles, grinning at them both, his expression softening* Merry Christmas, kiddos!

~~~

Kafka: Kiara! *Smiles, coming in* Auntie got you gifts!

Kiara: *Beams, running over to her* Auntie Kafka!

Kafka: *Smiles, picking her up* Hi baby! My sweet niece!

Kiara: *Smiles, showing Kafka her drawing* I made this for you, Mr Blade helped me too!

Kafka: I love it, let's go and open your gifts while I get this framed!

Kiara: Yay, okay!

@queen-of-twisted