#because i cant be caught dead doing this again this is everyday for me now

[channoticedmeuwu]

should be studying but 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[calehenituseappreciation]

Tommy thinking Sam Nook and Sam are two different people would lead to such funny senarios.

Especially if you apply this logic to everyone.

what if mexican dream and quackity are the same people and that was just him making fun of dream and making tommy laugh and tommy genuinely thinks dream killed mexican dream and that hes a different person

and when ranboo pretended to be killed by clarencio

he just doesnt realise

he thinks girl dream is someone else too

tubbo genuinely has a bunch of personalities and so he thinks theyre all different people (and also he doesnt realise theyre the same people a lot)

sam, in his normal voice: tommy do you have the- tommy, crying: what happened to sam nook?

sam proceeds to live as sam nook around tommy because he once tried to tell tommy sam nook isnt real and he started sobbing and so sam cant

sapnap, approaching sam on the site: hey sam can you do this for me? sam: su- tommy, running up: SAAAAAAM!? sam, in the sam nook voice: hello tommy! sapnap: wtf??? tommy: this is sam nook! :D have you met him? sapnap: what? thats just s- sam: shakes his head, behind tommy where he cant see sapnap: uhhhhh sam: takes out sword sapnap: h-hi sam nook! tommy: :D

sam is not the only person this happened to. 

tommy: technoblade???? techno, sneaking into l'manberg: uhhh techno, in a highpitched voice: no this is Clarencio tommy: the llama? techno, in high pitched voice: no the pig tommy: hmmm techno: sweats tommy: smiles brightly ok!!!! techno, under his breath: that worked??? tommy: wanna hang out with me? techno, in high piteched voice: i really need to go tommy: buttttttt :(

technoblade proceeds to have to pretend to be clarencio the pig and hang out with tommy all afternoon

phil, coming to check on techno: techno? techno, in a frilly pink dress, in a high pitched voice: hi tommy: phil!!!! have you met clarencio??? but not the llama!!! clarencio the pig!!! phil, holding back a laugh: is that so?

(defenitly happened before he got exiled, i refuse to change my mind)

everytime techno is caught he says hes clarencio (the pig) and tommy vouches for him each time and no one is able to bring themselves to tell him that clarencio (the pig) doesnt exist

sam nook, :handshake: clarencio the pic, :handshake:  mexican dream, (not girl dream) not being able to tell tommy their not real bc hed cry

IMAGINE IF TOMMY WAS GIVEN THE JOB OF LIKE BEING THE BORDER PEOPLE WHILE HE WAS WILBURS VICE BEFORE THE ELECTION AND PEOPLE WOULD JUST FAKE IDENTIES AND TOMMY WOULD JUST BELIVE EVERYONE

quackity: i demand to be allowed to join l'manberg! wilbur: ur american quackity: i shpould still be allowed! wilbur: just say your not, thats what everyone does quackity: what wilbur: just make a fake identity?? quackity: youre... the president???? wilbur: yeah and?? quackity: shouldnt you not be be endorsing that??? wilbur: i made tommy the border person. you think i care? quackity: sksksks quackity: still bad tho

the only one tommy never believes is dream, no matter what, he can just tell when someone is dream, like ya know those police dogs? the only reason he didnt realise girl dream was because girl dream is girl dream he thought it was just a dream thing

TOMMY THINKS BAD AND MONOCHROME BAD ARE TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE

monochrome bad: tommy tommy: whomst? bad: oh uh recolourfies tommy, screaming: WHAT THE FUCK

tommy doesnt have object permanence but for people

techno, while tommy is staying with him: leaves room tommy, crying: I had a big brother once, i dont remember him tho

phil leaves them and (while stabbing wilbur) tommy just doesnt realize its him until techno says "dad?"

quackity works at wendys and tommy goes there everyday but doesnt realise its quackity

tommy went there since the war ended

and at the time didnt realise tommy cant tell and so when he and tommy started a mafia and became friends he thought tommy knew who he was and tommy once suggested going to dennys and quackity is like 'oh my god' and tommy is like my friend works there!!! and then they go to the one quackity works at and quackity is like 'haha funny' and then tommy asks around and then turns to quackity sadly like "my friend isnt here today D:" and then quackity is like o h

tommy, towards sam, in sams house: sam!!!!!! sam, who was sleeping, in his normal voice: w-what? tommy: sam!!! :D sam: hey tommy yawns whyd you wake me up? tommy: sorry but i really needed to ask you a question!!! sam: did you want to ask me where sam nook is again? tommy: welll.. that too but!!! you should meet sam nook!!!! sam: what tommy: please please please sam: no go back what did you ask? tommy: you need to meet sam nook! i think you'd be friends!!! :D sam, internally: shit sam: uhhh i dont really think i should- tommy: pleaasee uses puppy eyes sam: sure sam, internally: why did i say yes????

sam then has to pretend to be sam and sam nook at the same time

tommy: you're gonna love sam nook sam!!!! sam: uhuh tommy: where is he? :( sam: uh maybe hes behind you tommy: turns around to look sam: runs to other side of tommy sam, in sam nook voice: hello tommy!!! tommy: sam nook! have you met sam??? hes right here!!! gestures to sam who has to run behind him again tommy: sam say hi!!! sam, panting, in normal voice: hi tommy: whyre you all out of breath and shit???

this,,, just continues for a while

quackity, watching this exchange, driunking juice: sucks to suck sam: you'd do the same quackity: no. mexican dream is dead lol tommy, only hearing the last part: cries i miss mexican dream quackity, feeling sad: uh- we can revive him maybe? tommy: wipes tears YEAH! sam, whispers to quackity: told you so quackity, hisses to sam : shut up

quackity then has to pretend to revive himself while running around also he has to steal another one of dreams masks

honestly in this au everyone would hear about what happened during exile and stab dream (while pretending to be other people because ig in this au tommy still thinks dream was once his friend and yeh)

tommy, after crying infront of sam nook and telling him what dream did to him: so.. sniffs do you have any more quests for me to do? sam nook: i have one more quest tommy, cheering up: what is it!! sam nook: for myself tommy, confused: what is it? sam nook, taking out a glock: homocide

insanebur: you want to know why no one listens to you tommy? tommy, pouting, on the verge of tears: What? insanebur, unable to finish, clutching his heart: your too cute

this is just au where tommy is baby huh

wilbur isnt mad schlatt exiled him- hes mad he exiled tommy

schlatt and dream are the only ones not affected by tommys baby vibes and thats their downfall

tommy just has to call everyone a nickname, once, and everyone is melted

niki and jack: tommy is the fault of all our probelms we should kill him puffy: he. bonk is bonk baby bonk niki and jack: look over at tommy tommy, with sam in the distance: cries to sam because he cant find sam nook niki and jack: okay... maybe we should be less... violent...

Sam rlly just went

sam: looks at tommyinnit sam: nothing bad will ever happen to this child ever again

huh?

I’ve named this au, au where hes baby ur honour

tommy: i had zero parents (who care) tommy, gestures to puffy and sam: NOW I HAVE TWOOOOOOO

insanebur: god i fucking hate everyone tommy: even me? insanebur: except you tommy

sam: I AM THE TOMMY GAURDIAN! GAURDIAN OF THE TOMMY! sam @ anyone who wants to hurt him: FUCK OFFF

tommy canoanically understands the animal crossing language

ranboo: i can speak enderman! tommy: well i can speak creeper

whenever tommy gets overwhelemed around sam he burys himself he asks sam to cover for him in creeper

okay thats enough of that

[marauder-exe]

Fake Dating- Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Request:  Hi! Can you write a Stark!Reader x Peter Parker (Andrew please) were they’re fake dating because May was starting to catch onto the Spider-Man gig? They end up catching feelings and are scared to admit it? I hope this made sense! Thank you!

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N; id love some feedback on this! and let me know if youd like a part 2

“So, let me get this straight” Peter nodded for you to continue “You want to fake date?” He nodded again. You gave him a questioning look. “Care to explain or no?”.

“Right, right. So, Aunt May is starting to catch on. The other day, I came home all dirty from helping people and she looked at me like I just killed someone. So, you know about the spiderman thing so that's not a problem. And since your my best friend” He gave a sweet smile “i figure, when she finds out we've been ‘dating’ she’ll think thats why Ive been acting strange.” He explained like it made absolute sense. It didn't. You were contemplating throwing him off of the roof you where stood on.

“righttttt...” You looked at him strangely. “How do you know it'll work?” you had a feeling this was gonna go very wrong.

“well, you know- you know, she's aunt May, shell believe it” There was also another problem.

“You know if my dad gets wind of this he will literally kill you right? Like he will 100 percent get all the avengers to murder you, and then he’ll bring you back to life, then re-kill you himself” You stated dramatically. He paled then gave you a look. That look. The look that he had given you for the last 5 years. The ‘im right just trust me on this one’ look. 9 times out of ten he wasn't right. But for the sake of both of you, you hoped this was the one time he was right.

“Fine fine, ill be your fake girlfriend or whatever” You groaned leaning into his shoulder.

“Wow, (Y/N) act more believable” He joked.

“Ah, Peter Parker, of course ill be your fake girlfriend!” You laughed loudly, shoving him.

“Shh, she might hear you!” He joined in, throwing his head back in laughter. After the laughter died down, you lay your head on Peters shoulder. You looked out into the sunset. It made you feel weird. Peter Parker's girlfriend. No. Peter Parker's fake girlfriend.

As the night was getting late, you decided to make your walk home, not before making your ‘relationship’ very clear to Aunt May. She was sat in the living room as Peter walked you to the door. As he opened the door for you, May looked your way, so you stood on your tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to Peters lips before scurrying out the door. He lifted a finger to his lips and blushed. Obviously Aunt May, who’d known you for 5 years and had never seen you kiss Peter, had some questions.

“Peter? What was that about?” Her question pulled him out of his romantic state. Its just because she's your best friend, He told himself.

“uh-h” He awkwardly laughed. Why was he so hopeless. “She's my girlfriend, now, actually” He mumbled tentatively. Before he knew it, Aunt May had gotten up and swooped him into a hug.

“I always knew you two had something going on!” She cheered. He furrowed his brows but hugged back nonetheless. Why would she think that? He shrugged of the thought and told Aunt May he was going to bed.

“Hey Parker! Hows ‘the plan’ going?” You jogged up to him as he made is way through the school corridors, clutching his camera. “She believe it?”

“y-yeah she did” He noted as you fist pumped the air. He thought you looked amazingly beautiful today. As you two stepped outside, he spotted a cleared bench, he longed to take a photo of you.

“(Y/N)?” He asked getting your attention. “Stand righttttt there” He pointed towards the clear bench as you happily jogged over and stood on it. Peter had always taken photos of you, but today it felt different. For him at least.

“Like this?” You giggled as you struck a pose.

“Yeah yeah, exactly like that” he threw his head back in laughter as he snapped plenty of photos at your ridiculous poses.

“(Y/N)! Parker!” Your photography fun was immediately stopped by the dreaded voice of Flash Thompson, making his way over.

“uh oh” You whispered to Peter as he helped you jump from the bench.

“I hear she's your new girlfriend” Flash nodded towards you, grinning devilishly. You and Peter looked at each other.

“Yeah- Yeah she is” He was trying to be brave. It wasn't working very well.

“Lay off, Flash” You both turned your heads your Gwen Stacey, the girl Peter had been crushing on for a few weeks. Although, he didn't feel like that any more.

“Come on, Gwen. You cant seriously believe this can you. Little Peter Parker dating famous Tony Stark’s beautiful, intelligent daughter?” You felt disgusted at his comment, so did Gwen. “Does Daddy even know? Nah, he couldn't, Parker would be dead by now. Or has Daddy just lost his game? Not as strong as he used to be. You could feel that Peter was about to say something out of anger, so you quickly moved your hand to hold his, even though anger was coursing through your veins

“Listen, Flash Thompson” The group of students surrounding the scene got slowly bigger. “im not dating ‘little Peter Parker’ im dating Peter Parker, a guy who is 10 times more smart and intelligent and handsome as you'll ever be. So why don't you go listen to Mommy’ nodding towards Gwen. “And lay off. Oh wait! You don't have a Mommy” You made a mock sad face then giggled. The entire group was in shock, even Peter. Okay maybe it was a bit uncalled for, but he shouldn't have insulted your dad.

Flashs’ face turned magenta as he balled his fist and tried to throw a punch. You ducked under his fist. Your dad had taught you to fight once you could walk.

“Wow! You just tried to hit a girl” You smiled incredulously, while Flash was still bright red. “Thats fine, im all for feminism, ya know, equal rights equal fights” You said nonchalantly. “You shouldn't have punched Tony Starks daughter though” You added, right as your fist connected with his jaw and our foot connected with his nether regions. You grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back as the ever expanding group cheered. Just as you were about to stand on top him, Peter grabbed you and pulled you away.

“Okay, enough fighting, avengers style” He dragged you inside the hallway.

“He deserved it for what he was saying” You grumbled.

“Im sure he did but-” Peter paused as he saw the principle and two concerned looking teachers, making their way down the hallway. “Rain check?” He whispered.

“Yep!” You whispered back as you jumped onto his back and he sped of, out of the school.

“You have to admit, it was pretty cool” You grinned at Peter as he fixed up the cuts on your knuckles.

“It was cool. You knocked out Flash Thompson. ‘The’ Flash Thompson. But you got yourself hurt in the process” He whined.

“Wow, Mr ‘im-spiderman-and-i-risk-my-life-everyday Is telling me about danger, okay I see how it is” You joked.

“You know what I mean” He grinned. As he finished wrapping your hands, you heard footsteps coming upstairs. “Its Aunt May. What do we do?” Before you could think of anything, you instinctively brought his lips to yours and your hand fell into his hair. He kissed back passionately, like his entire life had been leading up to this moment. It sent a flurry of butterflies into your stomach. He felt the same thing. His lips tingled and his hand lay on your waist. You had officially caught feelings. And so had he. You heard the door open and kept your eyes tightly shut and lips moving.

“You got into a fi-” You furrowed your brows, that didn't sound like Aunt May. You moved away from Peters loving kiss to face the door. The second you saw who it was your face turned bright red, you were done for.

“Dad?!” You shrieked. Peter was drawn from his daze, dreaming of you beautiful lips, by your loud voice.

“Mr. Stark” He almost fell out of his chair at the sight of Tony Stark, Happy and Aunt May, all stood in the door in shock.

“Alright, Spiderling, hands off my daughter” Your dad hurried over and grasped your hand, gently shoving you out the room. Of course Tony Stark knew about him.

“s-see you later, Parker” You muttered. After Tony left, Aunt May shut the door awkwardly, returning to living room. And once, he was left alone with his thoughts. His thoughts about you.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Hello, I like it when you write angst, I would like to request a scenario. Chisaki and angel have a daughter, so one day while Chisaki works, his wife and daughter decide to go out because it is a good day. When his wife and daughter go back home, both dead, the author of his death was a leader of a rival yakuza.

Angsty yes, yes, YESSSSSSSS

Warnings: mentions of rape, beating, blood. Carefull. Really. Dont read this was one I detailed.

I blame Law and Order for this.

"Papa!" To anyone else whose saw Chisaki pn that specific moment, they would think that he had an annoyed look towards the little girl running after him. But not even his wife could spot the smile and the fondness at the girl whose attached to his leg.

"Hey brat. Your mother got tired of you already?" He asked in a nonchantly tone but ruffled the dark brow hair his daughter had, messing the pigtails she was wearing as she scolded.

"Papa no! My hair!" She whined as she, with a pout on her lips, took off the hair bows. Giggling at when Chisaki messed her hair with two of his gloved hands now.

"Mama!" She squealed your name out loud while giggling, going to you and being picked up as she showed her tongue to her father who's wonky arched one eyebrow at her childishness.

"Cant anyone of you take a break on getting onto each other's nerves?" You giggled as Yua mumbled in a pout that if her dad attacked then she would do the same.

"You cant complain since she got your attitude." He sighed as if it wa a bother, but you knew exactly how much your husband held pure love and affection towards that little smart little girl.

That's what her name was about...binding love and affection. Chisaki himself chose the name after Yua was born.

"Did you told tell daddy what we are doing today?" You put Yua down as she gasped.

"Girls day!!!" She extended her arms open as Kai only raised an eyebrow again.

"We will go shopping, just that." You giggled "Yua needs some new clothes anyway, and she was begging me to take her to enjoy some new strawberry flavored ice cream or something." You sighed. "Wanna come with us honey?"

"No. Papa cant go, is only girls night mama." Yua spoke nonchantly as you gasped preparing to lecture her but Chisaki beated you on that.

"Can't deny that I was wounded by this brat words but I have work to do anyways." He sighed with crossed arms and closed eyes, opening them a bit when he felt his daughter hug his legs and tugging on his jacket.

"I'm sowwy papa..." her golden eyes locked with his as he sighed and crouched down to flip her forehead, one which she learned that was one of the most affectionate things her father was able to do.

"After lunch I guess you both will be going out then?" He asked with a grunt when he got up as you nodded.

"Nemoto agreed to leave us on the shopping and pick up us both later."

"I will call uncle Nemoto right now." Nefore you or your husband could say something, Yua ran before tripping and falling on the ground... Mumbling insults towards the "Bad dirty floor" before walking away.

"She got my attitude but the rest is all "kai chisaki energy" on my opinion." You giggled as Kai chuffed.

"Wouldn't it be my daughter if she hadn't something from me. At least she knows the importance of cleaning."

"Sure. Threw a fit when Rappa dropped chips on the floor, and I thought she was going to do the same thing as you do with the poor guy."

"... That's my daughter." You laughed at the bit of pride he carried on the sentence as he chuckled and accompanied you to lunch.

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"Yua." He called "Come here."

The said girl come in one blink of a eye, asking cutely what was it.

"There." He crouched down to show a a flower she hadn't know of.

"What flower is that Papa?"

"Is a lilie." He twirled the flower on his gloved fingers with boredoom "I gave once a rose to your mother, and now I am giving you this one simply because represents purity of the soul, innocence and intelligence. It is said, therefore, that nothing better than a lily to tell a woman that she is ideal and superior to all others.... So I am giving this one to you." He put the flower on a little box of glass and closed it, using his quirk to prevent close and pressed against the flower to not decay.

"You and your mother are above of all things and people on the world for me." He smirked at the adoration on her little golden eyes as she jumped on him to give him a hug.

"I knew it you loved us!" She squealed when he pinched her to get off of him.

"Go with your mother already you brat." He ruffled her hair with a nonchantly look as Yua stormes off "Hey put that flower on your room dont carry it everywhere you go!"

Soon you entered his office to give him your good byes and wishes of a good day. Begrudily he allowed to a simple kiss, not ever admiring how he usually craved for those as he wished a good day for you as well... jumping on a pile of work and waiting for the hour both of his girls would be back.

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"Slow down pumpkin!" You giggled as you walked hand on hand with Yua... well, actually you were being dragged by the little girl.

"The ice cream stand will close mama if we slow down." She looked up at you with the same look Chisaki gave to you when you asked "stupid things" as he said.

"Fine fine." You picked her up with a huff before nuzzling your nose agaisnt her, making her giggle "Straberey flavor huh?"

"Yep!" She nodded "Just like daddy!"

You smiled at sign as she talked politely with the man whose was selling the ice cream.

"My my." You yelped and twirled around, scaring your daughter accidentaly without wanting "Isn't this a pretty sign my boys?"

A man with a tuxedo was surrounded by younger males as you brought your daughter closer to you as she wrapped her arms around your neck, sensing that this was not a start of a good talk.

"Is not everyday we get to see Overhaul's plaything and a failed abortion walking around." You growles at them as Yua clinged to you tighter.

"If you wouldn't mind sir. We are doing nothing to annoy you or your minor gang. So excuse me and let me and my Yua alone, will you?" You give your back to then with a huff, thanking the man and handing the ice cream to your daughter, whose was playing with the little molded flower she had just been gifted by her father.

The man took his cigarette out of his mouth with a huff. The other males staring at him expectantly before he chuckled.

"Get them."

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"No master Overhaul. They didn't come back yet."

"Sorry man. Hadn't see them all day."

"Didn't saw (Y/n)-sama neither Yua-chan all day sir."

"I'm sorry master but (Y/n)-sama didn't called me back."

He was almost going crazy. Your phone went straight to the mail. Nemoto hadn't gotten a message for him to pick you up and Yua... Heavens what the hell happened with his wife and girl?

"Chisaki stay calm my boy. Maybe they just are enjoying some time between mother and daughter." Pops tried to calm his sucessor down, trying his nest to not freak out as well at his daughter in law and granddaughter dissapearing.

"(Y/n) is not one to turn off her phone Pops." He got up abruptly and picked his jacket and tossing over his shoulder "I will go look for then, call me if anything old man."

"Will do my boy. If anything I will send some of the guys to look after these two."

With one nod he got out, not caring if it was starting to rain...

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"We searched the whole place Chisaki they're not here." Chrono pointed out regretfully as Kai checked his phone at each two minutes.

"If not here then where would these two would have gotten..?" He mumbled under hsi breath while walking. His phone buzzed on hsi pocket and hsi heart skipped a beat at the thought of finally being you to tell him you were okay, that Yua was okay, to hear his little blgirl chip in the phone to tell him about the walk like she usually did despites his scoldings to not interrupt his mother.

Although when he took off the phone of his pocket there was only two messages. One of Mimic and one of Pops.

Mimic

Dont come here dude... for your sake.

Pops

Kid... please come back home.

What the hell happened...?

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The moment his car was turning on the street he braked brutally when he saw police cars parked in front of Shie Hassaikai.

"FUCK THAT BITCH KNOCKED ME WHAT WAS THAT K ... Kai ..?" when Chrono recovered from the fright of the friar he was able to see the face of his childhood friend, pale as a ghost.

Not only police cars but he had a car that he would never think of seeing in his life ... a funeral card.

He accidentaly overhauled the door of the car. Ignoring the calls of the cops and hurting one that got in his process where he was walking...

He then saw a black send toilet loaded on a table and another but much smaller ... Pops arrived at him but what he said did not make sense ... he barely knew what to do or look until he saw a little arm outside bag ... dropping something very familiar to him.

The flower he picked up. The lily he gave to his daughter ...

He let out a scary scream that even scared the police after he accidentally overhauled the guard's arm that was preventing him from passing

When he used his quirk to open the two bags and his golden eyes widened on the almost unrecognizable faces of his wife and daughter.

They broke your nose ... you was stabbed and he wanted to vomit when he heard from a coroner that you were raped ... while his poor daughter had her body burned and beaten ... also with evidence of rape.

"NO!" he cried and screamed. an act of despair when using the overhaul to at least try but the guards caught him just when he was going to use touching the dead body of his child and wife.

"LEAVE ME YOUR DISCRAFTS IS MY DAUGHTER AND MY WIFE THERE FOR GOD'S SAKE FUCK-!" He cried as Pops almost begged him to calm down while the coroners took the bodies to the funeral van and closed the doors.

The screams and cries echoing of Overhaul were able to even leave each policeman, hero dying the death of a mother and child.

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He was sitted with his head in his hands, eyes still wide open as Pops talked with the officer.

"We will do our best to discover whose were responsible for-"

"WHAT FOR SINCE NONE OF YOU DO SHIT ON YOUR LIFES?!" he punched the wall behind him as he glared daggers at the young hero.

"Forgive my-"

"NO. DONT "forgive my son" BULLSHIT POPS! I WILL FIND MYSELF THE RESPONSIBLES AND THEY WILL FUCKING PAY FOR EVEN TOUCHING ONE FINGER ON MY WIFE! MY DAUGHTER! MY FAMILY!"

Nd with that he stormed out of the room...

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He stood on a pile of blood soaked floor with bodies around him... the fluid of the bastards dripping from his hands and face... he panted tiredly as he kicked with enough force, to send the mafia boss's head flying to the wall of the place.

He brought his hands to see the mess he had made... sobs got stuck on his throat. Flashbacks of his daughter and wife's smiles and laughter.

His throat was sore... yet he didn't cared anymore when he shouted until he had no voice anymore...

[salems-crimes]

the last list of prompts are for 18+ only. minors, do not - I repeat - DO NOT interact

unless you want to ruin what innocence you may have left

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fluff prompts

dancing in the rain together

‘I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass’

‘So, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?’

‘You’re staring again’

‘I have a confession to make…’

‘Is that..my shirt?’

‘Because! I can't stop thinking about you!’

‘I just cant see myself ever living without you.’

‘If there was ever anybody meant for me, it’s you.’

‘The closest thing to love at first sight I’ve ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you.’

‘I didn’t believe in soulmates until I met you.’

‘Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we’re dating?’

‘You owe me a kiss.’

‘Go with me?’ ‘Only if you hold my hand.’

‘You give me a reason to be better, to do better’

‘You’re so cute when you blush.’

‘What if I kissed you right now?’

‘Quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous.’

‘Please never stop smiling’

‘I love you and it scares the hell out of me!’

‘Why are you awake right now?’

‘I don’t care, just hold me’

‘If we get caught, its your fault’

cuddling in the backseat of the car

snowed in

getting sung to sleep

‘You can call me whenever you want. Even if you don’t have a reason’

‘This is why we can’t have nice things’

morning kisses

‘stay in bed with me. please?’

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angst prompts

‘stay...for me...’

‘I wish you were here’

‘I don't want your apology!’

‘I wasn't ready to say goodbye’

‘I thought you loved me’

‘Why do hate me?!’

‘Don’t you dare close your eyes’

‘Can’t we start over?’

‘I never thought you'd be the one to hurt me’

‘Please stay..we can work this out..’

‘Just..give me a chance’

‘Just leave me alone!’

‘You’re okay...I...just please. Stay here.’

‘I trusted you! And you broke that trust!’

‘I’m trying. Everyday. I just can't pretend anymore.’

‘Does it ever stop?’ ‘What?’ ‘This pain...this..this sadness’

‘I don’t have a choice..I never did’

‘you were dead, i saw you die.’

‘it should have been you.’

‘i’m real. i’m here.’

‘their blood is on your hands.’

‘i never meant to hurt you.’

‘I hate you so much. Don’t ever run off on me again, I was so worried.’ ‘sorry’ ‘you better be’

‘You almost died and you're making jokes?’

‘I don't miss you. I miss us.’

‘You left without saying goodbye.’

‘I know its scary, but you need to tell me what happened.’

‘I hate you.’ ‘No you don’t’

‘Do. Not. Tempt. Me.’

‘Why did you leave me? You promised!’

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smutty prompts

(because I am a sinful girl)

‘Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?’

‘Spread your legs. I want to feel how turned on I made you.’

‘I want to watch you take off your clothes.’

‘You’re so turned on already? That was fast,’

‘You want to do this right now? Even though we could get caught?’

‘You’re nipples are so sensitive today,’

‘Do you want to continue this in the shower?’

‘I want you to be rough with me, please leave marks on my skin,’

‘Say my name’ ‘Louder’

‘Sorry, did that hurt?’ ‘No, I’m just a little sore from last night.’

‘I want to hear you beg for it.’

‘I’m not wearing any panties,’

‘I want to kiss every inch of your body before I fuck you,’

“I don’t have the patience to remove your clothes right now,”

‘You can take it, you’ve done it before’

‘Just a little more. Come on, baby’

‘I won’t apologise for marking you up, everyone should know you’re taken.’

‘You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck’

‘It’s hot when you talk back.’

‘Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.’

‘My tongue still remembers the way you taste’

‘Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you’

‘Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer’

‘You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat’

‘I love the sounds you make when you come undone’

[ughitsnic]

Quarantine fluff: Tom Holland

Request for some quarantine fluff with tom.i hope this was okay i wasn't really sure on what to write but i had fun and got carried away and for once its over 1k. which is alot for me lol.

i cant think of a title so if you have any suggestions please please let me know.

When lock down was being announced tom did everything he could to convince you to stay with him at his house opposed to you staying at your uni accommodation and of course you couldn't say no to those big brown puppy dog eyes, even if you had only been dating just over 2 months.

"Babe we can finally watch all of those movies we wanted to. Every night will be movie night and we can go out on walks with Tessa in the evening and watch the sun set. We could get a new hobby. I know you wanted to start painting" Tom says quickly getting over excited and setting the hopes way to high for this quarantine. These movie nights and evening walks only lasted a week, who was you kidding it lasted 3 whole days and the plans quickly changed to spending all day snuggled in bed together the same tv show, that you had both watched a million times, was playing in the background.

"You're such a pretty boy" you whisper tracing your finger down the slope of his nose and kissing it softly and flatten down his unruly brows. Everything about this boy was perfect and you couldn't believe how lucky you were to be with him right now.

"Babygirl..." he whispers resting his head against yours. "I am nothing compared to you, this might sound cheesy but youre smile physically makes my knees weak" your cheeks immediately heat up at his sweet words.

"Gross!" Harrison shouts pretending to be sick in the doorway. "It's 2pm time to actually get out of bed lovebirds" he groans. "I'm going to Tesco what do you want"

"Stuff to make bread" you say. "I've seen everyone making bread, it can't be that hard" you explain.

Bread making lasted 2 weeks, 3 at the most. You were sitting on the kitchen floor, your back against the counter, Tom across from you as you waited for the bread to bake, you absentmindedly scroll through instagram the bread was almost done and you couldn't wait to try it, you had a good feeling about this loaf.

"If this is anything like last time i'm banning you from touching the oven until this is over" he warns as the timer goes off, you carefully get the bread out, so far so good.

"It smells amazing" he admits getting up. You get the knife and slice it carefully, immediately frowning it looked nothing like the picture in the book. You pass it to Tom to try and you watch his face as he takes a bite, scrunching up his nose, unlike last time there wasn't disgust written across his face. His eyes widen as he takes another

"Is it good?" You ask nervously, biting your lip, he quickly nods covering his mouth.

"Really good, really really y/n you should drop out of uni and start baking bread full time" he says cutting another slice. "Open"

Then the tiktok addiction and of course tom was the better dancer and he easily mastered every dance after only 10 minutes.

“Don't post that!” Tom begs as you continue to cry with laughter at the clip of him throwing it back to savage. You wipe the tears. “y/n baby please!” he whines reaching for the phone.

“If i don't post it can i save the video, just for me please” if looks could kill, you would be dead right now. “Remember that picture you have of me, i let you keep it” you try to bargain with him. He laughs reaching for his own phone and getting that picture up and showing you. You cringe. You were passed out on the bathroom floor, your head resting against the toilet. You were so drunk that night, it was when you all thought it would be a good idea to start drinking everyday at 10am because there was nothing else to do and you all got yourself into some messes. Whilst the memories were funny, the hangovers are lethal.

“Or was it this picture?” tom smirks, yet another drunk picture of you but this time you were stood on the coffee table, listing your skirt flashing a pair of spiderman boxers you brought as a joke. “Ill suppose you can keep the video”

Eventually you got round to watching some movies.

"I don't even know why we are together what do you mean you have never watched Iron Man! That's a classic" you boyfriend stood in disbelief, hands on hips. "Have you even seen captain america?"

"I've watched guardians of the galaxy" you laugh and he just shakes his head. "We can watch them tomorrow you promised me we can watch twilight tonight"

"Im not watching twilight"

"Fine, ill watch it with harry then" you say picking up your blanket off the sofa and grabbing the bowl of popcorn.

"No don't go baby" he reaches for your hand and pulls you back into his lap. He sits quiet watching the movie, trying to act as though he wasn't enjoying it every time he caught you looking at him. But when he didn't notice you would watch him gasp or get annoyed with Bella. When they finished it was 2am and he turned to you.

“That was a roller coaster”

"Team Edward or Jacob?" You question smiling.

"Edward is that even a question, Edward is-'' he quickly stops himself. "Cool or whatever i don't" he shrugs.

"You loved it!" you laugh

"No" he presses his lips together trying to fight a smile

"You did"

"Okay maybe i did a little"

"Just a little?" You question skeptically.

"Fine, i loved it alot, almost as much as i love you" he admits.

"You love me?" You whisper in shock, you watched the realisation set in at what he had just said.

"Of Course i love you y/n why else would i have eaten all those crappy loafs of bread and learnt those dances?"

"Not all of my bread was bad"

"Around 90% of it was" he smiles and you have to agree, he kisses the back of your hand

"I love you too"

"If you loved me you would watch iron man" he says, looking up at you through his eyelashes, there they were again, those puppy dog eyes.

"It's 2am?"

"So? We have nowhere to be tomorrow" he says already opening up Disney+ i promise you will love it" around half way through the film tom ended up falling asleep, his head on your shoulder, you put the blanket over him, moving his hair back off his forehead and kissing him, cuddling back up to him to finish the movie. Once the movie was done you put the rubbish into the bin and the pots in the sink to soak, you turn off the lights and go back into the living room, tom had since layed down sprawled across the sofa.

“Cuddle with me” he mumbles his voice rough, opening his arms. You squeeze next to him, your chests and noses pressed together. “Hi” he smiles, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“Hey cutie” you whisper.

“Sorry i fell asleep”

“It's okay, it's exhausting doing nothing all day” you whisper, closing your eyes, trying your hardest to fight falling to sleep. Tom shuffles around, pulling you onto him so you both had more room, your head now on his chest.

“Am i squishing you?” you question, you didn't care if you was, you couldn't be bothered to move.

“No this is nice” he yawns, running his fingers through your hair. “Love you”

“I love you too”

[arthurflecksgirl]

Hi sweety❤️ Can I have a fic where Arthur helps x reader who's having a panick attack? him calming her down, cuddling her... thank you so much 😘

My dear friend. Thank you sooooo much for your request. I really really hope you like the result.

Summary: You`re greateful for how far you and Arthur had come in your relationship, how much progress he made to experience true happiness. But then you discover one of his journal entries. Is he still in the same dark place he was before? Just the thought of him suffering is giving you a panic attack. But Arthur is right there with you...

The dim light from the tv screen was the only light that filled the living room. Murray Franklin was talking to a well known comedian. You watched Arthur resting on the couch. He was falling asleep during the live show, even though he was looking forward to this episode all day, he was so tired, his eyes got heavy when Ellis Draine and his Jazz Orchestra started playing already.

"One day" you thought watching him breathe in and out like it was the easierest thing to do when you suffered from waht he had been through. One day he will be sitting on Murrays couch and telling his own jokes. And his idol will be proud of him like a father. Because he deserved it. He deserved the world.

Arthur seemed at peace with himself sleeping. That was new. Which made you proud of how far you two have come in your relationship. He was getting better.You felt it every morning waking up, receiving your good morning kiss from his coffee stained lips and cigarette tasting breath. He was making baby steps but looking at it now, over a year later it was a total different world he was living in. The one you created together. Ever since you met him you wanted to cure him. To support and comfort him through everyday life. To help him out of his mindset which was all that he had known since he was little.

People kept telling you that it was impossible to heal wounds like his. To heal someone that experienced his kind of trauma. That all he needed was proffessional help. But you knew that they missed out at something. Just because he needed his meds didnt mean that love wasnt the key for his cure.  You knew that there were some scars hidden inside of him, buried so deep that it would take years to get through and be able to work on that. But you also knew that being  loved was the only thing in this world that could ease Arthurs pain and make him the man he always wanted to be. He was destined to be.

And every single day  spent together was proof that he was making progress. His smile became more and more genuine. His laughing fits didnt happen as often anymore and if so they wouldnt last that long because you would hold him and help him breathe until it was over. He also told you about his journal entries and how they changed. His therapist was also seeing the changes. He was talking about how much more poetry and beautiful thoughts filled the pages.

You gently stroke his hair. Watching him sleep always felt pretty intimate to you. He was so vulnerable and unaware of his beauty. But you knew that even in his sleep he was aware of another thing- your love. Thats why he was even able to get some sleep.

You took another close look at his face. You could never get enough of him. It was risky to give him a kiss on his closed eyelids. Arthur had a very light sleep and could wake up any second but there was no way to fight the urge to do so. His eyelid fluttered under the soft touch of your bottom lip, but he didnt wake. You let your index finger travel over his dark eyebrows. They were shaped so perfectly, matching his piercing eyes and the slight circles underneath them. His body was still stressed out from work. His fragile body which was trying so hard not to break down while starving.

His stomach problems caused by his meds was another thing you had to work through. You looked at the bowl on the table. he almost finished his soup today, which was a good sign. You smiled, got up from your knees and walked to his desk to get the empty cups of coffee from the morning. It was time to make the dishes.

But the moment you grabbed the cups his journal distracted you. It was opened. You wondered about his last entries, the ones he wanted to show you because he wrote some new poems lately.

It took you a moment to think about if it was even okay to have a look at the opened page but it was already too late. One sententence was marked, the letters thicker than the rest of the written words. It caught your eye without a warning. And when you read it, your heart stopped for a second.

"I just hope my death makes more cents than my life"

Why?

Why the hell would he write something cruel like that?

The letters started to blurr through your tears. One tear was falling upon the page. Right on the word HOPE.

Shit. Now he would notice that you came near this page. You nerveausly grabbed a handkerchief and pressed it on the spot where the tear was soaking through the page. It was too late, making it look even worse.

You started to cry , throwing the handkerchief on the floor.

Why?

Yo thought he was getting better. There was so much proof.

Did he felt like his life was worthless?

Didnt make any sense?

Was he feeling like all of this wasnt making sense?

You thought you helped him.

Was it al in your mind? His proress? Him becoming a happier version of himself? Was it all a lie you told yourself?

The possibility of Arthurstill being the same tortured soul as when you met him simply broke your heart.

Why was a beautiful and gentle soul like him suffering so much? How cruel can the world be to him?

Was he still wishing he was dead? Was he still lying in bed at night, fantasizing about ending his own life?  Would he ever hurt himself again? Risking to being locked up at Arkham, so there was no chance to share a bed together? Just visits with him being handcuffed on the other side of the table? Was there still a chance he was that unhappy inside?

Tears fell like rain.

The pain inside your heart grew with every thought that crossed your mind. If life was still torture to him, why wouldnt he talk about this to you? Didnt he trusted you enough? Was he embarrassed about how he felt? Or was it simply because he didnt wanted you to get worried about his condition?

It was all too much.

You started to feel like your throath was getting tighter. Like the walls were closing in. Everything inside of you screamed. There was this nameless fear inside of your guts. Possesing you, hurting you. It was getting harder and harder to breathe.

Dizzyness overcame you with all its power. Cold sweat. All of the sudden the happiness you felt while watching him sleep was being sucked out of your body. And now all you knew was fear.  Liek it was the only emotion left in the world. Pure, naked fear in its rawest form.

A panic attack.

You had experienced this before but never this intense.

You sat down on the chair, trying not to look at the opened journal again.  It hurt so much. All of it did. Your body. Your heart. Mostly your heart. And your head. Both heavy from tears and the thought of Arthur being suicidal.

Your breathing got heavier as you started to sobb.

And then you heard Arthurs footsteps. His naked feet on the floor. You woke him up. He was finally resting and you woke him. This made you feel even worse.

"Oh my god Y/N, darling. What happened?" He noticed your tears and heavy breathing.

"Dont worry....Arhur....please....just go back to sleep okay? You need your sleep.  You`ve been working hard today...."

Arthur checked your pulse "Oh shit, your heart is racing. Did you took any medication? "

"No..."

"Did something else happen?" He checked your forehead, noticed your shaking hands. "Looks like you`re having a panic attack. I know the symptoms very well. I had so many in the past when I woke up from nightmares."

You nodded. Still sobbing like a baby. Arthur gave you one of his handkerchiefes and started to stroke your hair "Oh darling, I kow this feels terrible. But it will pass. Just try to breathe. Breathe with me okay. Remember when you helped me breathe during my laughing fits? I will do the same with you now okay?"

"Okay"

Arthur lifted you up and carried you to the couch.

"Is that okay? Is it comfortable?" you nodded. He was so caring it broke your heart. He cared so much about you, while inside he was suffering from so much pain.

He positioned himself behind you, resting both of his hands on your tummy and told you to breathe in and out like he did. Until you felt your breath becoming one with his. Just as calm and deep.

"Good" he whispered, his gentle fingers under your shirt. He knew that skin on skin contact helped calming you down.

"You`re doing great" his voice was everything you needed to hear.

"Oh Arthur....I feel like I cant breathe...."

"Shhhhhhtt.....baby I know. I know how it feels. Your body is telling you lies. You can breathe. Just do it with me."

"You felt Arthurs chest lifting up and down, his warm breath in your neck. He was everything to you. You needed him to be happy.

Arthur placed thoughtful kisses all over your neck. As soft as a butterflies wings. You tried to concentrate on the details. His long , dark eyelashes crossing the spot behind your ears. The tip of his nose tickeling you. His muffled "I love you`s".

"I`m sorry I woke you up"

"Dont be!"

"There was this sudden fear coming over me. It was like....I thought I was dying."

"I´m right here with you Y/N. Nothing bad is going to happen to you, I promise!"

You nodded. Knowing he was right. Nothing could harm you with Arthurs arms around you. You just wished it was the same the other way around. Wasnt it the same?

His journal said it wasnt.  His written words hitting you like a knife.

"Do you know what triggered this?" He asked you, while his hand was caressing your chest.

Should you tell him? He would notice the wet spot on his journal page anyway.

"Arthur I am so scared to tell you this but...I was ...oh god....I was looking at your opened diary  page. It was lying on teh table when I was getting the coffee cups and there was this sentence that caught my eyes......" you started to sobb uncontrolable.

"What page?" he asked "Please dont cry. Ohhhhhh please ...." he pulled you closer to his chest so his heartbeat was pressed against you.

"You wrote....."I just hope my death makes more cents than my life...." Arthur. This hit me so hard. I didnt knew you still felt like this. I dont know.....what to say....I`m just.......oh Arthur....." you pressed yourself against him as if your life depended on it. Arthurs white shirt was now soaked with tears.

"Ohhh nooo darling. That was my old journal. My therapist wanted to bring it back to her to proof how much progress I made since I met you!"

You loosened your embrace to look him in the eyes "W-What?"

"Yeah" he shrugged "I just marked the darkest pages to see how far we have come and stopped at this one before going to sleep."

The weight of the world was falling off your shoulders "Really?"

"Yes.....oh  Y/N I am so sorry you had to go through these emotions just because I was so stupid to leave my old journal lying on the table. "

"You are not stupid Arthur!"

"Well this time I was"

"It was my fault....I shouldnt have looked at the page in the first place".

The air was finally coming back. Your body was starting to relax again.

Arthur held you close in his arms "That was the old me. And yes sometimes I´m still having dark thoughts but its just.....echoes from the past. Its not part of our reality anymore. Its just ghosts. They`re not real. Just trying to tell me lies. So I am not listening to them . I´m listening to you. To your words of love and comfort. I`m save with you. And you are save with me. Remember?"

"I remember Arthur. I love you so much!"

"I love you more"

"Thats impossible" you smiled, kissing his upper lip.

Arthur rested his head in the crook of your neck whispering "If I`ve learned one thing from being loved, its this: Nothing`s impossible - with you in my arms".

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[smutav]

So i posted the pictures I had for my xray and comic in this post here and I said id wait a year but I’ve decided I need to lay this project to rest and move on to what comes next. Its under the cut because its mad king heavy

the old man part was fully scripted out so I’m going to throw the script in here first then it’ll be just notes for the general plotline

(M) Old Man   = O1 / (J) Old Man   = O2 / Xray          = X / Vav           = V

we come in on Xray and Vav coming onto the scene but we start lookin at the old men

O2: "Uh Oh, the calvaries here" O1: "issit the popo? tell them they cant make me go back... to that horrible home... fulla old people..." O2: "No.. its those spandex kids again" O1: "Oh, the blue one confused me... so blue jus like those dirty cops" O2: "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE" [O2 throws something that lands nowhere near xray and vav] V : "Look you have to stop causing a ruckus!" O1: "ah ah ah prettyboy we got da bomb" O2: "Thats right if you get in our way it'll be a real stinker!" O1: "Uh Ohhhh"

X : "you have got to be kidding me" O1: "I'm too old for kidding, im old-ding over here" V : "What are you doing with a bomb!?" O2: "We've got demands!" O1: "Oh yeah lots of demands!" O2: "We want.... Pudding!" O1: "Oh yeah and none of that rice shit in there" O2: "get that rice out of our pudding no chunks!" O1: "itsa chokin hazard, I almost died when they had that at the home" O2: "thats why we left they was tryna kill us" O1: "But you only show up to stop two guys havin fun" O2: "Ya punks!" [Vav has snuck over to the obviously hidden 'stink bomb' and gags when he sees whats under the cover]

O2: "Ey!" [he smacks Vav with a cane] "gettaway from there" O1: "These two have no manners" O2: "they jus go touchin stuff that doesnt belong to them!" O1: "Well two can play at that game" [he moves towards Xray pointing at his glasses] "I want those" X : "How about I give you this instead" [he shoots a lazer at the old guy but it bounces off his walker] O1: "uh oh you shouldn't have done that" X : "oh yeah what if i do it again" [it really has the same result smart guy]

[Vav at the same time is dealing with.. a really slow old guy. and he dodges a punch an the old guy just keeps goin down and hits the ground] O2: "Ah! I'm hit thats it for me! [he tries to get up but just knocks himself over again] it's over for me I'm deadd. You killed me ya bastard" V : "I really didn--" O2: "this blood is on your handssss ohhh im goinnnn" [Vav backs off while the old man keeps slowly 'dying' to help out with Xray who's wrestling for his glasses from O1]

X : "Youre smudging up my glasses!" O1: "oh i'll do more than that" [he moves to take a lick at them] X : "no you dont!" [He punches the old man square in the jaw] O1: [catches himself on the walker] "you want a boxing match, i used ta have the belt ya know" [he lands a punch on xray who doesnt even flinch]

V : [Vav comes up from behind and pulls the old man away] O1: "No he's got me!" [he flails a bit but ineffectively to get out] "this is just like the 40s you cant stop all this" V : "We're sending you both back to the old folks home just stay there this time!" O1: "You'll never keep us caged! We'll always be ba-- Oh no is this a heart attack? Ma is that you in the light I'm-- I'm comin... comin to kick your dead ass" [and he's dead]

[Xray and Vav dump the old guys on an elderly bus they're used to dealing with these guys 'dying' and approach the stink bomb which is the stink jug but theres wires and stuff attached to supposedly detonate it] X: "Well I guess we'll have to deal with this" [he kicks the 'stink bomb' and Vav goes green] V: "I guess it'd be best to get it to Hilda she'll know how to get rid of it" X: "right lets go" [he starts walking leaving Vav to carry the barrel, poor vav]

I hope the notes after this make sense plot wise a lot of it was going to be explored deeper as we get drawing XDD ((also you get all my note writing jokes that i make to myself))

V = xray and vav / K = mad king / R  = rimmy tim / M = mogar

(V) - I need,, some basic everyday hero biz to start the story with - tIME TO THROW THE OLD MEN IN THERE (K) - He decides to try out his powers a lil test run ((around Hilda's lab)) - Xray and Vav crash the party ofc - He gets by them EASY slow mo can't do much against teleporting - He didn't have much of a goal for it but, now he knows he has the upper hand on Xray and Vav - He leaves victorious (V) - He gets the business end of a run in with ender ryan - What was that?? he can teleport?? - Well we have to figure something out! (R) - Rimmy Tim runs into Mad King - Which is wild! thought he was dead! - but he does have some weird ass shit going on (K) - Wow running into Rimmy Tim isnt that neat? - He pays no mind to the Battle Buddy (R) - Rimmy Tim is crashing at Jake's place ((to be relevant)) - He also meets Xray and Vav but nobody knows what his full deal is ((and theyre distracted from having they ass kicked))

(V) - Vav is the plan guy - They get intel that he has a weird power source - it gave him the powers so if they can figure it out maybe they can take them away! - We'll need to be stealthy boys... - MOGAR! - ask mogar for help, he distract while they sneak in and nab the gem (M) - The plan involves Mogar fighting Mad King up front - Mogar runs into Rimmy Tim and is suspicious of him (K) - Ofc he knew Xray and Vav would make a plan - Mogar comes to fight him aw they just decided to send a fwiend - Mad King is busy beating Mogar and doesn't notice that they got the gem ((Uh Oh! Plothole!)) (M) - They dont see him at the meeting place (K) - He Notices when he decides to experiment with it and tries out a lesser power source - Resulting in Zombie Mogar

(V) - They HAVE to find Mogar - poking around the outside for a sign of him they find his sword in the dumpster - thats,,, not good - its really heavy but if vav straps it to his back he can handle it - they wind up splitting up for any sign of Mogar (K) - Well if you're going to be rude about it - [teleports in the streets] - Have it your way do what you want - [and he leaves Mogar there] - when he teleports back Rimmy Tim is there and he quips ab how convenient tping is (R) - MK has him get rid of the new power source obviously a failure (V) - It gets dark but vav hears a noise in the alley - He finds Mogar! But he's eating something - Mogar growls and starts running at him - *british screaming* - As he BOOKS IT around a corner Xray runs into him and Vav just grabs his arm - NO TIME TO EXPLAIN - so what the plans just fucking run - oh wait thats Jake's van - *climbs in* wEHAVE TO GO HIT THE GAS - bro its a red light - iTS THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT THERES NO TRAFFIC JUST - Mogar jumps on the vAAAAAAAA - Thats enough to convince Jake she slams on the gas - " you guys are paying for any tickets i get"

((for context, Jake is my oc she has an ask blog that I was planning to use to be like in between she and rimmy tim are hanging out and you might find out things from interacting w her. But for character knowledge she’s an appliance installer that works with The Monarchy’s Servants. Which that is the company that installs the stuff that comes out of Monarch Labs. there was also a whole bit where she and rimmy tim would be hanging out and he’d be joking like oh do you ever go in like “ah m’lord!! is this installation to your liking thank you m’lord!!” and she’d goof back if he ever had a house for her to install shit in she’d do it just for him.

and for how Jake and Rimmy tim met it was at 3am dennys a few years ago and they been buds ever since))

(R) - Jake's checking on her van later and Rimmy Tim comes out to give a hand - and he asks what happened and she's shaking a lil - she just leaves it as hero biz as usual she thinks (V) - bloody hell we have to help mogar! - yeah what did Mad King do to him! - they gotta bait and catch him (R) - Jake gets a call from xray and vav asking for help getting mogar to a lab - Rimmy Tim tags along and gets to see Mogar (M) - Xray and Vav catch mogar and have him leashed in the lab - But?? Is he dangerous?? Can he contaminate others??

(R) - This is wrong - RYAN is wrong - Rimmy Tim,, Has to do something - discussion doesnt work, Ryan's just a wall discussion wise - theres no talking him out of anything he's too absorbed (V) - Mogar has good moments - reference the rotten flesh test w vav (K) - Rimmy Tim is getting increasingly worried ab him - Rimmy Tim mentions Mogar - Well it wasn't on PURPOSE - but yeah i did that - No, I don't particularly know how to reverse it (R) - Rimmy Tim tries talking hey what if we just did this partner like - Nothing can beat the battle buddies then this can all be done right? - Mad King brushes him off and tells him to stay out of his business - Ryan gets caught in the rain - He claws Rimmy's face oh no! his money maker! - Rimmy Tim decides enough is enough and leaves to help Xray and Vav fix this,,, fix him,,, (V) - They hear Mad King in the rain - hhhhh i dont want to deal with more monsterrrrssss - Rimmy Tim joins the team! - he explains his history with Mad King - and how he's worried - wORRIED LOOK WHAT HE'S DONE TO MOGAR - He digs out the lesser power source that was used on Mogar - THIS made THAT *points at Mogar* (K) - Mad King is bandaged and goes to sleep off the pain and *emotions* (gross) of the evening - as he drifts off instead of dreaming he finds himself seeing through Jeremy's damaged eye - He just sees xray and vav but he cant hear a word - needless to say he feel betrayed

(Finale leadup)

- they need a plan to catch MK - Xray and Vav decide to drill RT ab possible weaknesses - he doesnt have much to contribute though they havent worked together in years and he didnt have all this magic junk going on. - and all RT's seen of the magic junk is teleporting - Well have you seen his hideout? can you explain like layout or whats going on there - oh fuck yeah i guess that is intel lemme sketch it out

- Hilda is playing around with whats the difference between the gem they stole from MK and the one that RT says changed Mogar - Mayhaps after some experimentation gone wrong she figures they cant use the thing against him but need a device that'll remove that specific energy - so you know a SUCKING machine - While she's working so closely with this she starts having enderhilda dreams but like when she's awake shes like yeah thats neat but you aint caught my interest you dumb gem

- Wait RT if you and MK used to be in cahoots do you have any powers that can beat him? - I got guns we were guns for hire you know battle buddies - wot MK doesnt use guns he plays mind games - well yeah NOW he does he uh-- didnt have it all together after our last mission

(flashback)

- Battle buddies are cleaning up after a mission - they're both pretty angry like we wound up being the bad guys AGAIN how does this keep happening - RT agrees he's not a fan of dirty cash - MK comes to the conclusion if i controlled these sheeple nobody would be calling my shots and makin me do the wrong thing - come on ryan ya cant control people thats wrong - whats a little more blood on my hands if it means making things better on the whole - and MK winds up leaving the battle buddies :C

(Finale)

- Hilda comes in like hey i got your guys's sucking machine go suck off mad king or whatever - and vavs like Alright! lets make a plan lads! - then we go to MK - he can see them coming, he's gotten practice watching through RT's eyes - he gets the machine from them as theyre barely through the door - "well I was curious what this would do but what does it matter anyways" - and he's got like some full ender shadow clones to help with the fight and they all pair off ((not like an army literally just enough to pair off MK dont need an army to beat these guys)) - the real MK personally faces off RT though :) - RT "why do i get the real ryan why couldnt you face off with like vav or something" - MK "im curious if you could shoot me 'buddy'" - RT "well I doubt i'll do something but i do owe you one ;)" and he do shoot him but yeah the bullets are stopped and do nothing - MK "I do hope you brought something else if youre turning against the MAD KING you have best be prepared" - RT "what can i say" [drops gun] "I stick to my guns" [throw punch]

- but yeah after the fighting and witty dialogue clears it looks like MK do have the upper hand - RT was left bleeding out ((stabbed through with pointy fingers oooo MK got his blood literally on his hands)) - While MK is monologuing RT sneaks into the bathroom which MK pauses mid monologue when he sees a flash of RT's bloody hand reaching for the showerhead - cant believe that fuck - and RT comes out and hoses him down ((yes it reaches that far LOOK its got a long hose)) - then MK's on the ground fucking sizzling - vav's like oh right! and jumps up to get the sucking machine and they use it on MK

(epilogue)

- Jake drops RT off where they got MK locked up and shes like "do what u gotta do man" and RT's like "thanks for understanding bud" - and he gets in MK shifts to look at him - RT starts to apologize for ruining his plan but gets interrupted as MK says "you were right" - which is a SHOCKING thing to hear from that guy - and mad king is like "thank you" - and we end on "anytime buddy."

so that was my plot I havent been kidding when I said it was a long comic plan. Its been heartbreaking to have this whole thing ripped from me but I can’t tell a story about friendship w a manipulator. 

I’m not sure how long it’ll be until I actually get another thing started but I hope its soon because I was very excited to share a good long story with the xray and vav fandom and I thought this plot wouldve been like a good season worth of content

I had some draws tagged under “#its all connected” and they were all me working on this idea before I actually decided to write it out and try for a whole comic after being inspired by some close friends and the good at being bad animation collab

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Impulsive Decision FEMALE PATH Pt.8 Preview

Warnings!: Kidnapping | Swearing

Genre: Poly!au, angst, fluff, eventual smut, yandere!au?

Pairings: BTS x Reader / Kim Taehyung x Reader / Kim Seokjin x Reader / Jung Hoseok x Reader / OC x Reader / Park Jimin x Reader / Min Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 4,970 so far!

A/N: I’m working on it!

I made sure to ask the butcher to give me top-quality beef steaks for Seokjin. All the beef I could get, I did. I wasn’t aware that meat would be a priority in the house but I should’ve known.

All the meats I got were FAR from on the list, but I got them anyway.

Seokjin and Jimin mostly wrote down everyday things and a few produce items. I‌ saw all the berries and fruits looking big and ripe so I got a lot of those as well.

Surprisingly I‌ was able to keep my nephew in line but getting him various things from around the store.

Unsurprisingly, Jeonghun ran out of the car as soon as I parked at the bunker before I could explain. I quickly got out the car and ran after him. He was about to open the first door as I grabbed him and yanked him away from it.

I set him down on the ground and held onto his shoulders as I began to explain, “Listen to me, Jeonghun. We have guests in the bunker. You are NOT going to tell anyone about them. Including your mother.”‌ My voice was stern, hoping it would show him that I meant business.

“You want me to LIE to mom?”‌

“No. . . I just want you to bend the truth a little. It’s different.”‌

“No it isn’t.”‌

“…What do you know, you’re, like, five.”‌ He gave me the most offended look I’ve ever seen a child make.

“I’M FOUR!”

“One year off. When’s your birthday again?”‌ I teased, watching him getting angrier.

He tried to wiggle out of my grasp while I get out an evil giggle, “I’m joking, I’m joking!‌ I know your birthday! It’s on the 13th of March.”‌

He stopped struggling to pout, not at all liking my playful nature.

“I’m sorry but you’re not going to be a prude like my sister. Lighten up will ya? Now, no telling mom, your dad, you aunt or uncle, your friends, NOBODY, that you met these friends. Got it?”‌

He let out an annoyed ‘okay’.

“Good. Now lead the way, I bet some are excited to see you.”‌ A giant grin formed on his face as he rushed the door.

He knew the codes just in case he was ever in trouble, so I had no worry about him getting stuck.

I watched him bounce down the stairs for a moment before turning back to the car. I gathered the several bags that I had and began to place them at the entrance so it would be easier to close the door behind me. As I was grabbing the last of the bags, my nephew's backpack, and closing the car doors, I looked over to see most of the bags were gone.

I froze into place. Trying to remember exactly how many bags I had. As I was lost in thought, staring at the bags, I saw Seokjin making his way up the stairs. My eyes widened.

No. No, no, No, NO!

I dropped the bags I was holding and ran towards the door. In a fit of panic, I ‌just grabbed the outside door and tried to slam it close.

I‌ heard a small thud and, “YAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”‌

“JIN! YOU CANT LEAVE YET! I HAVE SO MUCH MORE TO FIX BEFORE YOU CAN ALL GO!”‌ I cried, pressing my shoulder against the door to hold it closed against Seokjin trying to force it open.

“I’M NOT LEAVING! I WAS HELPING! I WAS GETTING THE BAGS RELAX!”

He was what now?

I quickly moved out the way, causing him to fall forward onto the bags.

“Oh shit! Jinnie, I’m so sorry!”‌ I quickly apologized, kneeling down to help him.

He looked up like he was going to start cussing me out, but stopped once he caught sight of what outside was.

His eyes widened as he looked around. Large trees covering the small clearing. The only reason anyone would be able to tell a bunker was here was because of the small block of walls with a door in front of it. Looking like a small room in the middle of nothing.

The pathway to get here was slim and the tire tracks sometimes got covered by plants that grew faster during the spring and summer months. And in the fall, fallen leaves did the job. The snow in winter. The path twisted and turned, so it wasn’t just a straight line to the bunker, it was obscured by trees and large bushes.

“WHERE ARE WE!?”‌ He almost demanded, making me flinch.

They all had their eyes covered when they arrived. There were no windows in the bunker. I wonder where they thought they were.

“The forest. A few miles from Seoul.”‌ ‘A few’ was generous.

“How did you even…? Does ANYONE know this exists!?”‌ Oh no. He was panicking.

“Jinnie, calm down,‌”‌ I began in a soft voice, “I told you I’m not going to hurt anyone, plus this is only temporary. Jason, my nephew and a few others know this place exists. Relax.”‌

He shook his head, “I’m not afraid that you’ll hurt us, what if one of us gets hurt and the ambulance can’t get to us in time??”‌

Oh, that's what he was afraid of.

I couldn’t help the smile that began to form on my face.

He gave me a ‘really bitch’ look in return, “Why are you smiling? Do you know how dangerous it is to live so far away from civilization!?‌ What if you run out of gas and you have to walk to town!? What if a serial killer comes in and you’re left for dead because no one knows this is here!?”‌

My smile suddenly disappears.

“Here I was, happy that you weren’t going to leave me, and you have to point out every single feAR I COULD EVER HAVE LIVING HERE! WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS!?”‌

“I’M JUST POINTING OUT THE OBVIOUS!” He defended.

“THAT I OBVIOUSLY DON’T WANT TO HEAR!”

“Can you both stop yelling at each other before the others come!”‌ I heard someone hiss.

That, someone, was Hoseok, who began to quickly pick up as many bags as he could, ignoring Jin on the ground and running back down the stairs to drop off the bags before coming back.

I quickly stood up and ran back to where I dropped the bags and picked up the scattered contents. I could hear the shuffling of bags and Seokjin got up to help Hoseok. As soon as I had everything picked up I ran inside and down the stairs. Hoseok quickly shut the main and vault door. He ran past Jin just in time for Jin to shut it. We all listened for a moment before letting out a breath of relief.

No one else seemed to notice that we had all three doors open. Just waiting for someone to run out.

Let’s hope that doesn’t happen again…

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Humanity:

~ Damon Salvatore x reader ~ Mystic falls gang X reader 

A/n: there is no Delena in this sorry :/ this also isn’t the best.

Summary: Y/n pierce. The twin sister of Kathrine pierce. Y/n’s daughter Y/d/n was murdered (because the person thought that Y/n was Kathrine), making Y/n turn her humanity off. Y/n goes to mystic falls and feeds off of a few people, only to be caught by her long term best friend/ crush Damon Salvatore. Later on Y/n and Damon confess their love for each other. 

Mystic falls 1864: 

“Where’s Kathrine and Y/n?” Damon asked looking at his younger brother. The greened eyed boy looked at his brother, shrugged turning around looking in the woods. “They’re gone. Father and the counsel captured them.” Stefan explained looking at the raven haired man. “Damn it Stefan.” Damon swore as he looked around. “We have to save them.” Damon proclaimed looking at his brother. Stefan nodded as they ran through the woods in search for the carriage holding the vampires. 

Two shots were fired that night, and two lives were taking from two men who shouldn't have died. Damon and Stefan were shot by their father. There father was angry with them for associating with a vampire. In fear that he would be judged by the rest of the counsel for his sons mistake he killed them both. The next morning Damon and Stefan woke up as vampires. They completed their transition then went different ways. Not to see each other again until decades later. 

Mystic falls present: 

“Stefan I told you I have no feelings for Damon.” Elena cried out looking at Stefan. “You’re lying!” He shouted making her jump back. “Look Elena if you want to be with him go ahead, but don't lie to my face about it.” Stefan said strangely calm. “I don't have feelings for your brother Stefan. I love you, it will always be you Stefan.” Elena claimed looking at Stefan with teary eyes. Stefan looked at Elena and shook his head. “Stefan?” a voice called from the front door. “Stefan?” it sounded like Elena. “Kathrine.” Stefan said looking at the older doppelgänger. “Woops.” Kathrine sneered looking at Stefan.  “Kathrine, what are you doing here?” Elena asked looking at the doppelgänger. “Playing you, its getting quite to easy.” Kathrine said looking at Elena with a smirk. “Where's Damon, I need to talk to him?” Elena asked looking at Stefan. “With Alaric, Jeremy and Matt down at the Lake house.” Stefan said looking at Elena. “Oh yeah, I forgot.” Elena said looking at Stefan. The front door opened once again revealing Damon, Alaric, Jeremy and Matt. “Kathrine.” Damon sneered vamp speeding towards her. grabbing her neck and throwing her against the wall. “Damon, its Elena.” Elena gasped as Damon applied more pressure. “Damon stop that's Elena.” Stefan said looking at Damon. “No it isn't Elenas right behind us.” Jeremy said looking at Damon who was holding a doppelgänger by their throat. A doppelgänger walked into the room with a smile on her face. “Hello brothers.” Y/n said looking at Damon who was still holding Elena by her neck. Kathrine was smirking with Stefan seeming shocked by this confusion. “What miss me?” y/n asked looking at Damon who seemed to be shocked. 

“Y/n?” Damon asked with a smile. Damon hasn't seen Y/n since that night in 1864. Y/n was going all over the world pretending to be Kathrine so Klaus would follow her and not Kathrine. Luckily he started following Y/n and not Kathrine. once again showing you how selfless Y/n is to save her family. “Damon, long time no see.” She said with a smile looking at Damon with a smile. Damon let go of Elena neck mumbling a apology as he slowly walked over to Y/n. His long lasting best friend. He smiled looking at her. “Oh my god.” He said pulling her into a hug. “So she’s been with us this whole time pretending to be Elena?” Alaric asked looking at Stefan and Kathrine. ‘Yes, I just wanted to sneak up on my old pal here.” Y/n said looking at Damon with a smile. “How rude of me.” y/n said looking at everyone in the room. “Let me introduce myself.” Y/n said making Kathrine smile. Y/n always had a way of introducing herself ever since she had met up with her sister. 

Y/n vamp sped in front of the three men she has never met before. She smiled looking at the brown headed boy. “Y/n Pierce, the better looking sister.” Y/n whispered the last part. She vamp sped to Elena and gave her a smile. “Thanks for letting me borrow you ring.” Y/n said taking her ring from Elena and giving hers back. “When did?” Elena asked but was cut off by Matt. “Why are you here?” Matt asked with an attitude. “Well Mr. attitude. I was here to see my boys again.” y/n said looking at Damon and Stefan. “They aren't yours.” Kathrine said looking at Y/n. “No, but they are my friends.” Y/n spoke looking at Kathrine with a bitch face. “Do you have your humanity off?” Kathrine asked looking at her sister with a smile. “Damn I thought I hidden it well. Opps.” Y/n smiled vamp speeding to matt and feeding off of him. “Bye.” Y/n said then speeding off leaving a bleeding matt in the floor. 

~ “Why the hell does she have her humanity off?” Damon yelled at Kathrine. “Oh you don't know, well out of the goodness of her heart -that she used to have. Adopted a little girl back a few years ago. Long story short someone that hates me thought Y/n was me and slaughtered the girl right in front of my sister.” Kathrine said like she was just telling someone about her day. She took a swig of her bourbon looking at Damon and Stefan. The Salvatore brothers stared daggers at Kathrine shaking their head. “So your telling me you practically let someone murder you sisters kid?” Jeremy asked looking at Kathrine with a shameful face. “Look its survival. As long as Y/n and myself aren't hurt. I’m okay.” Kathrine said looking at Jeremy. “You are a sick bitch.” Elena said shaking her head at Kathrine. “You let your sisters daughter be murdered just so you can live!” Elena yelled looking at Kathrine. “You know I thought you were a monster before. Now you are totally a monster. I cant.” Stefan started looking at Kathrine shaking his head. “Look I know we can fight over this all say, but Y/n.. my best friend is probably out there feeding on some people so I suggest we go find her.” Damon said looking at everyone in the room. Everyone looked at Damon shocked. “Y/n has been there for me in ways you'll never understand.” Damon said looking at everyone. “Y/n is practically a saint. I have never seen her hurt a fly. That is until Matt. But anyway, if you all swear up and down that you are such good people. Help get her humanity back.” Damon said getting up from the sofa and going out the door. 

Dead bodies were lying all over the grill as Y/n dance and drank, while singing. “Hey Bus boy! Turn the music up!” Y/n yelled as she danced. The man did as told. Making Y/n smiled. “Hey-Hey mama, look at me, I’m on my way to the promise land. Woah!” Y/n sung sway her hips to the sound of highway to hell. “I’m on a highway to hell.” Y/n sung with a smile drinking more of her jack Daniels Tennessee whiskey. Y/n frowned noticing that her drink was empty. She walked over to the bar and compelled her another bottle of liquor. “Thank you.” She said with a smile going back to her spot drinking and dancing. “Highwa- what the hell do you think you are doing?” Y/n asked noticing someone had turned off the music. Y/n saw Jeremy gilbert stand there looking at her with a frown. “Look little gilbert.” Y/n said right before she hiccupped. She slowly started walking towards him with a angry look. “I’m a little thirsty and as you can tell I will happily feed off of you.” Y/n spoke. “And as of right now I could just kill you without even batting an eye. So cut on the music.” Y/n demanded looking at the young hunter. “Sorry no can do.” he said right before Damon injected her with Vervain. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. Y/n looked at him and smiled. “its gonna take a hell of a lot of vervain to take me down. Do you not remember. I have taken vervain everyday since I turned. You cant.” ~Snap~ her neck broke. “Woops.” Kathrine smiled looking at Damon. “Lets get this over with.” Kathrine said looking at Damon. He nodded lifting Y/ns body up and carrying her bridle style. 

Salvatore boarding house:

They put Y/n down stairs in the cellar after they drained her blood, replacing it with a hell of a lot of vervain. After a while Y/n started waking up. She opened her eyes to see Damon standing in front of her. “Howdy.” Y/n said with a smirk. Looking at Damon. “How you feeling there?”.  Damon asked giving her Smile. “Dick.” She voiced lowly. “you see I don't like this new you. You just turned to be another Kathrine and we already have one of her.” Damon spoke looking at Y/n. “Well if you let me go, I can show you I’m nothing like her.” Y/n said looking at Damon with a smirk. “sorry not until you turn those emotions back on.” He said looking at Y/n. “Well you’ll be waiting there for a long time.” Y/n said annoyance laced her voice. “Y/n I need you to turn on those emotions. If not for me do it for Y/d/n.” Damon said making her jerk her head to look at him. “Don't talk about her.” Y/n said her voice full of anger. “Oh look anger that's an emotion.” he sneered looking at Y/n.

 “Think about that little girl. She wouldn't ever want her mother to be like this. Think about that little girl. That (y/h/c) haired, (Y/e/c) girl running around with daisies in her hair. Running around with a smile on her face.” Damon said looking at her. “Go. To. Hell.” Y/n said through gritted teeth. “Been there done that.” Damon said with a smirk. “Think about her, y/n. That poor little girl when that man slaughtered her. When she cried out for you. For you to be her mother and protect her.” Damon said as he noticed more tears go down her face. “Think about that girl, now that she doesn't have to deal with your poor excuse as a sister, and now she is so lucky that she doesn't have to deal with you now.” Damon watched as the switch came on and emotions were flooding in. “You were the best mother that she could ever have.” Damon spoke looking at Y/n. “I’m sorry.” Y/n sobbed looking down at her feet. “I’m so sorry Y/d/n.” Y/n cried as her body shook in sobs. “Y/n look at me.” Damon said looking at his sobbing best friend. Y/n shook her head ‘no’, still staring down. He lifted her chin up and stared into her (Y/E/C) eyes. 

“You were the best mother she could have every had. You protected her with everything you had until those last moments. Y/n.” He said looking at his best friend who was still crying. “She loved you, she knew that you tried your best to save her. She knows that you fought to save her. But she wouldn't want to see you like this. To become like the monster that killed her.” Damon said looking at Y/n with a sad smile. “Damon, I’m so sorry.” Y/n cried. “I Know, baby.” he said pulling the ropes off of her and pulling her into a tight hug. “Its okay.” he said kissing the top of her head. “I love you, Damon.” Y/n said into his chest. “I love you, too.” He said with a smile. “No.” She said pulling back. Wiping the tears from her eyes. “I love you, love you. Like I have feelings for you.” Y/n said looking at Damon who seemed shocked. “I love you too.” Damon said looking at Y/n. 

[jising-jisang-jisung]

Every Single Time | Lee Jeno

Genre: well floof ofc

Word count: 1.8k

A/n: I wrote this during my online class at school today for no reason other than avoiding ap Spanish yikerz. N e wayz it's kinda clichè and cheesey but I hope yall enjoy it nonetheless :)

It's one of my last fics in my jb song series!! Based off this Jonas Brothers song

To say you'd been in love was an understatement. More specifically, you had been in love with one (1) boy for five (5) years. Who is this boy, you ask. Well, none other than your very best friend, Lee Jeno.

You'd been crushing on him since eighth grade and have been friends for essentially your whole lives. The thing is, Jeno has always had other crushes and girlfriends. Of course, being that you two are besties, he tells you all about this and it lowkey highkey breaks your sensitive little heart.

To be fair, you have also had your fair share of boyfriends. Freshman year you dated Lee Donghyuck and later, Huang Renjun. The only reason you ever said yes to them was in hope of getting over your crush on Jeno. However, it never seemed to work and you were still left, well, crushed. Sophomore year you dated Chenle, but you two discovered that you worked much better as friends. Lastly, during your junior year you dated the school flirt, Na Jaemin. Everyone wondered how you managed to get such a renowned hottie. The thing is, Jaemin is another one of your friends so he knew about your crush. You two only went out because he was getting over his ex as well.

Now, in the middle of senior year, you find yourself sitting at lunch, mindlessly staring at the boy you're hopelessly in love with.

"Hey, y/n! Are you good?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, right. Yeah I'm fine," you barely managed to convince Jeno after he caught you. Chenle gave you a knowing look from across the table, to which you responded with a glare.

As odd as it was, Chenle is still one of your best friends and he knows about your ongoing crush. In fact, he was one of the first people to tell you about it, because you were too dense to realize it yourself. Quite frankly, you think that may be the reason your exes dumped you, they could see your feelings for Jeno. However, it seems that you're lucky enough because Jeno has yet to catch on.

~

"Y/n, I think you should just confess. What's the worst that could happen?" Chenle suggested.

"He could hate me," you respond coldly.

"Okay yeah, but that would only last for the rest of senior year. Then, you'll both go to college and, if need be, never see one another ever again." :D

"Wow. That makes it sound so much better," you say in a sarcastic tone.

"Who knows, y/n, he might actually like you back. I get the feeling he does."

"What makes you say that?"

"Let's make a bet. 20 bucks says you won't confess to Jeno before winter break."

"I don't want to make any bets I know I'm going to lose," you pout.

"Fine then. 20 bucks says Jeno will confess first."

"That's a bet I can win."

"That's the spirit, y/n!"

"Because Jeno doesn't have feelings for me so he'll never confess!"

"You're hopeless."

"C'mon Lele, he's always surrounded by other girls. I wouldn't even have a chance."

"Okay, but you've dated other boys too," your friend reminds you.

"That's different. Throughout high school I only dated boys to get over Jeno." You paused briefly before continuing, "but it never worked. Every single time, I keep on going back. He's always on my mind. It doesn't matter what I do." You finally looked up at Chenle again only to find him fast asleep on your bed. Late night study dates with Chenle were always like this: deep conversation from you but snooze from him.

~

You sat impatiently in your physics class, waiting for the bell to ring. As you turn your head to check the clock yet again, you are met with Jeno's eyes staring back at yours. "Y/n," he started quietly, "you should be working on your project right now not staring off into space. We only have 2 more days before it's due."

You throw him a shy smile, blushing at his observation of you. "You're probably right," you whisper back. Instead of listening to his advice, you go back into staring off. This, however, was not to your advantage because he began to wonder about what Chenle said. Maybe you should just confess. What if Jeno actually does reciprocate your feelings? You turned to face him again only for your thoughts to be interrupted by his knowing look.

"Y/n, don't make me say it again. You need to finish your project so you don't have to finish it all in one night like last time." Of course. How could you forget the last project that you made Jeno stay up all night to help you finish on time. It's not your fault that he's much superior in physics. Oh gosh. There's no way he could feel anything for you when your literally so stupid! Yes, y/n, you are just so so stupid smh.

~

You checked the time on your phone. 3 am. Another all nighter to finish your dumb project. Okay so maybe Jeno had a point the other day. As you set your phone down it began to vibrate. "Hey Lele," you answer after reading his caller ID. "I'm sorry but I cant talk now because I need to finish this project. Why are you even up at 3 in the morning? If this is some lame attempt to convince me to tell Jeno about how I feel, it's not gonna work. He obviously doesn't like me back."

You waited for a response, but the line went dead. Maybe it was just a butt dial. Or a PRANK!! THAT LITTLE PIECE OF CRAP! Calm down, y/n. It's physics time right now.

~

Jeno sat at Chenle's desk, helping him study for his Calculus test tomorrow. "Chenle, you are just like y/n, always waiting until the last minute. I should call her. I bet she's pulling an all nighter right now to finish that project."

"That's not fair. We can't help it that we don't have the same level of intellect as the great Lee Jeno," Chenle mocked.

"No. You two are just bad when it comes to procrastinating. My phone is dead, can I use yours?" Chenle tossed Jeno his phone and he quickly dialed your number. You answered almost immediately. Stupid y/n, staying up so late.

"I'm sorry but I cant talk now, Lele, because I need to finish this project. Why are you even up at 3 in the morning? If this is some lame attempt to convince me to tell Jeno about how I feel, it's not gonna work. He obviously doesn't like me back."

The boy sat there, his mouth a bit agape. "Jeno. Jeno. Yo! Jeno what did she say?" Chenle finally recovered Jeno's attention.

"Oh, right. Yeah she just said she was busy and could talk right now. And then she hung up," he lied just a little. "N E ways. Back to limits. If the x in the denominator is..."

~

As you walk into school the next day, you are caught a bit off guard. Jeno was waiting for you at your locker. "Hey, y/n," he smiled brightly. How could anyone not fall for that? "Did you have to stay up all night again for your project?" He asks, playing dumb.

"N-no. Not all night," you argue despite him assuming correctly.

He laughs a little. "You're cute when you try to lie." And with that, he walks off, leaving you flustered at your locker. The warning bell rings and you quickly gather your things for your first class. Not that it'll matter. There's no way you could focus now.

~

The rest of the day was fairly normal until lunch. You sat down next to Chenle like usual, but Jeno was acting a bit,, unusual. He was looking at you almost lovingly and it was starting to get a little creepy. <(￣︶￣)> "Isn't y/n just do pretty today?"

Chenle just kinda looked at you like （＞д＜）which you responded with 乁། ˵ ◕ – ◕ ˵ །ㄏ

"What do you mean, Jeno? Is y/n not pretty everyday?" Chenle questions him.

"Oh. Of course she is pretty everyday! But today she is extra prettyyyyy," he draws out the last word adding to his cuteness.

You obviously wanted to join the conversation as opposed to awkwardly sitting silently but you couldn't come up with any words. You could feel the red tint burning across your face, but it's not like you could stop it. "Uh oh. Y/n is blushing. That must mean you like me too, huh?"

"What?" Your mouth hung open. Earth to y/n!! Did you hear that right? Did he really just say too? Say something!

"Ha! That's 20 bucks, y/n! I knew you couldn't tell him first," Chenle screeched, only briefly capturing the attention of the lunchroom. After the students returned to their own lunches and conversations, Jeno continued:

"I asked if you liked me. Of course, I already know the answer."

"Then why do you ask?" You reply rather innocently.

"Because I want to hear you say it again."

"Again?!" You question at the same time that Chenle shouts it.

"Yeah, again. Y/n confessed to me on the phone last night," Jeno elaborates. "So if that was some sort of bet, well, she won I guess."

You nearly died of embarrassment. "Wait so that wasn't Lele calling me yesterday? It was you? And I just-"

"Wait Jeno, you said she just hung up after explaining that she was busy," Chenle argues.

"Did I forget to mention that part?"

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe I did that. Ugh," you complain while facepalming.

"So, are you gonna say it?"

"Do I have to?"

"If you want to hear me say it again then I have to hear you say it first."

"Fine. Jeno, I have had the biggest crush on you since middle school. I really like you."

"Y/n, I have had a crush on you for some time as well. I really like you too," and of course to make matters even worse for your flustered state, he adorns his confession with that signature smile that makes your heart go we got that BOOM BOOM.

~

So yeah, y/no is the ship of the school. Y'all cute or whateva. Jeno always takes you out on fun dates like roller skating or bowling. He is also SUPER CLINGY which you didn't know back when you were only friends. He loves loves loves to cuddle and can almost always be found with his arms around your waist like a koala.

[basalcrayon]

Bohemian Rhapsody : Queen’s Crowning Moment

31st October 1975 not an unusual date it was a halloween as usual , but 4 misfits calling themselves “Queen” unbeknownst to the impact they are going to change the world of music forever released their first single of arguably one of the greatest albums of all time

The album ? A Night At The Opera

The Song? Bohemian Rhapsody

Often considered as the greatest song of all time and personally it is

To the average person in 2020 a song stretching 6mins may or may no be an issue now that we have songs like Pink Floyd’s “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” And Camel’s “Lady Fantasy” ( Who in my humble opinion are still one of the most underrated bands of all time seconded for me only by The Knophler Brothers Dire Straits )

Now back to the topic in 1975 labels like EMI thought that 6 minutes is stupid and I quote Roger Taylor OBE

They said it was too long and wouldn’t work.We thought “Well we could cut it , but it wouldn’t make any sense” It doesn’t make any sense now and it would make even less sense then you would miss all the different moods of the song .So we said no it’ll either fly or it won’t

But this was more than just a song it was the baby of Mr Mercury

In 2002 Brian May OBE said this

“He ( Freddie ) knew exactly what he was doing ….. we just helped him bring it to life”

But using his charm & lot of friendship Freddie did what Freddie does best ( except music that is ) with the help of his friend and Capital Radio DJ Kenny Everett .Queen released the song on Capital Radio and over the weekend Kenny got requests and played the song over 14 times! ( Now that’s a lot for a Halloween weekend ) countless of people lined up outside record stores on the following Monday to buy the record only to be disappointed by EMI & Elektra as the record hadn’t officially released yet.

But how does a 6min song have such an impact?

This might get technical so sit back and play A Night At The Opera!

Let’s take a deciphering look.Here We Go!

As I already quoted beforehand Bohemian Rhapsody was Freddie Mercury’s brainchild and I’m pretty sure Freddie had it all deciphered already and as Brian has said in the past Freddie had it all written on pieces of paper

From the start to finish Freddie had it all he wrote the ballad the piano and even Brian’s legendary solo & one of the most defining rock riffs of all time

Now A bit about the composition

Bohemian Rhapsody is all a song can hope for with a ballad , a amazing guitar solo , opera ( that people actually understood no hard feeling though ) & one of the greatest rock riffs

Now going Part by Part

A Capella – (0:00 – 0:49)

The five part harmony that opens up with iconic “ Is This The Real Life Or Is This Just Fantasy “ a Capella which comprises of more than 3 overlays of only Freddie contrary to what people think that it was all 4 members opening

At roughly 0:21 the grand piano makes it entrance as one of the defining moments of rock music with the story’s narrator ( which we will take a closer look at later ) introducing himself as “ just a poor boy “ who requires no sympathy and is easily come & gone while being little high little low

This leads us into the ballad

Ballad – ( 0:49 – 2:37 )

John Deacon starts with his bass and Freddie starts with the piano & “Mama Just Killed A Man” after Freddie does this twice his vocals sort of change & evolve turning into someone who is confessing something .

Roughly at 1:19 Roger Taylor’s Drums kick in after the first stanza the piano repeats with Freddie starting with the second verse being a stronger & more vocal story of the narrator with Freddie emphasising killing off the verse with arguably the most iconic line of Music ( At least for me )

“ I Sometimes I Wish I Had Never Been Born At All “

Kick In Brian May

Guitar Solo (2:37–3:05)

Brian May plays a very progressive solo in the key of E flat

At 3:03 he cuts off the solo on An A note signalling the start of operatic section

Opera ( 3:05 – 4:07 )

Iconic , Legendary , Defining , Great , Controversial are just a few words that come to mind about this section .This section comprised of over 180 overdubs ( cant imagine people like Cardi B doing that !?)

Brian doing the lower part

Freddie with the power & symbolicalness of his vocal strength in the middle

Roger doing the higher notes ( cause he was the only one who could’ve made the dogs hear him )

With lyrics like Scarmouche , Galileo & Fandago

Producer Roy Thomas Baker Once Said –

Everytime Freddie came up with a new Galileo I ordered a new piece of tape

On Came The Hard Rock Part

Hard Rock ( 4:07–4:54 )

At 4:07 Brian May played one of the most symbolic rock riffs of all time ( also written by Mr Mercury ) Three Guitar riffs are played ended by Freddie back on his piano after his vocal outrage ends

Outro ( 4:54 – 5:55 )

After the iconicness of the riff ends Mercury plays multiple ascending octaves on his piano ( The same piano used by by Paul McCartney of The Beatles to record “Hey Jude”)

The narrator ends the story by saying nothing really matters to him

This is followed by anyway the wind blows & Roger hitting a gong

Isn’t Musical Masterpiece An Understatement!?

Now lets move onto the most difficult part of this song

What do these lyrics actually mean !!!?

Nobody can surely know now that Freddie is gone but I’m pretty sure we won’t have known even he was there ( which I wish everyday )

Going Part by Part

Intro

Disclaimer – This is my interpretation of the song and is by no means correct

“Is this the real life or is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

Open your eyes and see”

The narrator starts of by a kind of cry by saying is this the real life ? Is this what we have made the world , Is this what everyone needs to go through

Exclaiming about the cruel & harshness of the world

He continues by saying he’s caught In a landslide which I think is the personification of the modern society how it’s just going in a downward spiral with nobody doing about it leaving no one with any way to get out of this

He ends it by saying open your eyes and see what is happening it’s time for change

“Look up to the skies and see

I’m just a poor boy , I need no sympathy

Because I’m easy come , easy go .Little high , little low

Any way the wind blows ( doesn’t really matter to me )”

The narrator goes on in his story by saying that it’s high time that people look up to the sky and think what life actually is about but he continues on by saying how he’s just a poor boy who needs no sympathy and how nobody really cares what he’s saying and how any way the wind blows or how the world functions anymore no longer matters to him

Verse -

“Mama Just Killed A Man , Put A Gun Against His Head , Pulled My Trigger Now He’s Dead

Mama Life Had Just Begun , But Now I’ve Gone And Thrown It All Away

Mama oooo Didn’t Mean To Make You Cry , If I’m Not Back Again This Time Tomorrow Carry On

As If Nothing Really Matters”

Now we enter the narrator’s back story

I’m going to follow one idea here that how the young narrator killed his former self who cared about this world

The narrator starts by confessing to his mother how he’s killed the former self everyone had loved how the world forced him to put a gun on his head and pull the trigger resulting in the death of his persona who cared

He goes on further by saying how his life had just begun he had just started exploring his existence but before he could the cruelness & harsh nature of the world forced him into this and how he has thrown it all away

This stanza tells us that we have a young narrator maybe in his teens

The Narrator continues apolitically to his mother that he’s sorry he didn’t mean to make her cry by killing his past self & that if his old self isn’t back this time tomorrow carry on as if nothing ever happened

“Too Late My Time Has Come , Sends Shivers Down My Spine Body’s Aching All The Time

Goodbye Everybody I’ve Got To Go , Gotta Leave You All Behind & Face The Truth

Mama Oooo ( Anyway The Wind Blows )

I Sometime Wish I’d Never Been Born At All”

Now that the day has gone by and the narrator’s old self hasn’t been revived he finally comes to realise what he’s done how he’s committed persona suicide and how the thought of that sends chill down his body

He says his final goodbye to presumably his family that his old persona is dead and it’s time for him to leave and go on a new journey finishing off by telling his mother how it would’ve been better if he had never been born

This ends the verse

Guitar solo –

Even though it’s a solo Freddie tried his best to show the narrator’s emotions by writing Brian’s solo trying to make the guitar create a sort of cry as ( assuming the narrator plays guitar ) is the best way for the narrator to show the world how he really feels

Opera -

“The operatic part for me is sort of a trial of the narrator’s old self

I See A Little Sillhouetto Of A Man

Scaramouch , Scaramouch Will You Do The Fandango

Thunderbolts & Lightning Very Very Frightening

Galileo Galileo Figaro Magnifico”

This part is the trial of the narrator’s older self as the newer self sees whatever remains off the past as a silhouette .He sees scaramouch as a person representing society and fandango as the way it functions and kind off makes fun of how the society forces everyone to do everything their way

“Thunderbolts & Lightning are glimmers of change & hope and how it’s frightening to change something

I’m Just A Poor Boy Nobody Loves Me , He’s Just A Poor Boy From A Poor Family

He’s Just A Poor Boy From A Poor Family , Spare Him His Life From This Monstrosity

Easy Come Easy Go Will You Let Me Go

Bismillah No We Will Not Let You Go ( Let Him Go )

Bismillah We Will Not Let You Go ( Let Him Go )

Bismillah We Will Not Let You Go ( Let Me Go )

We Will Not Let You Go

No No No No No No

Oh Mama Mia , Mama Mia

Beelzebub Has A Devil Put Aside For Me !,For Me !”

In this part the newer self is fighting with the world to avoid reviving the older self how he’s a poor boy all alone nobody loving him and all alone to fight he’s pleading to god ( personified as Bismillah ) to let him go from the grasps of society and how god is telling him to fight for himself and at the end he realises the fight has just begun by saying mama mia as a form of fear and how beelzebub has kept a devil specifically for him due to the way he fought

Hard Rock –

“So You Think You Can Stone Me And Spit In My Eye

So You Think You Can Love Me & Leave Me To Die

Oh Baby , Can’t Do This To Me Baby !

Just Gotta Get Out , Just Gotta Get Right Outta Here”

In the supposed climax of the story the narrator finally decides to fight back by saying how does the society think that they can ruin him without any form of backlash expected , how everyone used to love his past self but the second he turned they left him alone

He ends this part by saying that it’s high time now he isn’t going to let anyone do this and he’s only waiting to get out of here to take his revenge

Outro -

“Ooh Yeah , Ooh Yeah Nothing Really Matters To Me

Nothing Really Matters To Me

Anyone Can See Nothing Really Matters To Me

Anyway The Wind Blows”

The story ends with the narrator having won his battle against the world all alone and how he’s all alone and nothing matters anymore

Conclusion

There maybe a million other interpretations this might’ve been Freddie’s coming out song where he says he killed his old heterosexual self and it’s time for him to live freely as a homosexual

Maybe this is about Freddie & all other members lives struggles or maybe something else

But 1 Thing Is Forever Sure

On 31st October 1975 Queen released something unmatchable and generational

Bohemian Rhapsody Is , Will & Forever Will Be One Of The Greatest Songs Of All Time

By -

Basal Crayon

[selenecrawford]

Selene Crawford: The Lady, The Villain and The Contrarian

Warning: None for the moment.

The trip back to the office was done in silence. A tense silence that neither Masamune nor Selene dared to break. At some point Masamune took Selene's hand and never let it go unless it was necessary. For her the nightmare was becoming real. They will go after them now. What she can do, how could she protect them now? Should she...

“Selene? Selene?! Answer me, are you ok?”

Selene failed to noticed that they were on the parking lot of the building. She was so adsorbed on her thoughts that failed to see when they arrived. Masamune's was frowning very worried at her.

Taking a look at Selene he knew something was wrong. It got worse when he touched her hand which felt cold like a block of ice. Not risking getting attack on their way to the office he took her hand trying to giving her some warmth meanwhile she was unresponsive. She was looking directly to road oblivious to the rest of the world. He took her on his arms and hugged her until the color returned to her face.

“Where are we?” Selene felt disoriented, cold.

“We arrived safely. Kitten why are you so cold?” Masamune kept warming Selene's hands until they got warm.

“Sorry I guess I space out didn't I?” Selene gave Masamune a weak smile.

“Come on let's go we need to let the others know what is happening.” said Masamune confused at Selene state.

Both walked holding their hands and arrived to the office. Selene automatically went to her desk and started to work. Masamune decided to went to Nobunaga's office and do a report. Upon entering the office he found Nobunaga talking over the phone.

“Yes, he is here right now, do you want to speak with him? It's Detective Katakura.” Nobunaga passed the phone to Masamune.

“Date here.”

“Are you ok? We got a call to the mountains and found your house blown up. What is going on?” Kojuro sounded puzzled.

“Yeah, we managed to escape on time.” Masamune hold the bridge of his nose trying to ease some tension.

“We? As in more than one person? Is there is something I need to know?” Kojuro's questions were done in a rapid fire motion. Knowing Masamune there must be someone he had done and might have a woman involved.

“Look, our receptionist is the one being targeted.”

“You mean Oda's mistress?”

“What you mean Oda's mistress?”

“It's all over the news and the press. Don't you read the newspaper?” Kojuro's information was a new development.

Masamune took a look to Nobunaga only to confirmed that it wasn't a joke made by Kojuro.

“No, I haven't been informed I have to go.”

“Don’t hang up Masamune, we need you at the station for a statement. When you can come?” Kojuro's question was more an order than a simple question.

“Tell me when and I'll be there. Now I really have to go.”

“Alright, I'll send you a message. Just be careful OK?” Kojuro's concern was well funded.

“ Got it.” with this Masamune hang up and turned to Oda.

“So, I gather you already know the situation?” Masamune was the first one to talk.

“I read the newspaper and saw the news, what about it?” Nobunaga knew where this go, so he started to carefully think what he should say. Knowing Masamune he will explode at any time. He noticed he was troubled.

“This might complicate things. Selene looks like is struggling with the situation. And...they found out about my house on the mountains and send a missile we barely escaped” Masamune took a seat and bury his face on his hands.

“Things are escalating. What about you? How are you doing with all this?” it was Nobunaga's turn to ask.

“It's like dealing with myself, and...I'm terrified. I don't want to loose her.” the sincerity on Masamune's voice surprised Nobunaga.

“You won't, we are here for you, for her.” Nobunaga put a hand on Masamune's shoulder.

Shingen arrived to find Selene working on automatic mode. She might fool the untrained eye but she was terrified and occupying herself in order to regain a bit of control. Smiling softly he approach and gave a warm salute.

“Oh Good Morning, my precious angel. I believe this is the entrance to heaven isn't it?” taking Selene's hand.

Selene stood there while looking at him without reacting to his words.. Shingen frown this is not the reaction he was hope for.

“Princess are you...?”

“Oh, sorry I've been absent minded lately. Too much work Mr. Takeda, are you here for an appointment with Mr. Oda?” Selene tried to regain her normal self but she was struggling. She needed time to think, but then she remembered her promised to Masamune.

“This situation have me a little rattled up that's all. Forgive me, will you like some tea,sweets anything for Mr. Sanada, Sarutobi or Mr. Uesugi?” she gave a look to the rest of the group.

“Tea will be good for all since we are on working hours right Kenshin?” Sasuke gave a look to Kenshin who was sited pretending to read a magazine.

“Whatever, I'm here because there is no other remedy.” Kenshin didn't bother to look up.

“OK, just pass to the conference room I will be bringing the refreshments there I will let know Mr. Oda you had arrived.” by now Selene was acting professional and normal.

Selene guided them to the conference room once she made sure everyone was comfortable she let know Nobunaga. At the same time went to the little kitchen to make some tea and sandwiches. When she arrived Masamune was cooking, apparently she wasn't the only one with anxiety. The kitchen although not as big as the one on his home had all the commodities a normal house needed including an oven, Microwave and a full refrigerator. When Selene began to work she noticed the place was all ways completely stacked with food. Taking mental note she always made sure it was ready for use. Masamune either was there or working on a case. Since this time she was the case he was cooking. Selene observed him from the door smiling. He was wearing a black apron, while moving in his element.

“Like what you see kitten?” Masamune turned to give her a wink.

“Yes, I do. Although I'm not used yet to see you with an apron.” Selene approached and try to get some of the essence of what he was cooking. “ You ok?” his smile didn't reached like always do. His eye was trying to hide the conflict inside of him.  

“You scared me this morning when we arrived.” he was chopping some vegetables. He wasn't recriminating her for it , but he sounded defensive.

“I'm sorry, I guess I just went into a defensive mechanism. You know not everyday I begin my mornings with an incoming missile and destroys my...” both look at the same time looking for the elusive word that was escaping them.

“It's there a term for us at this stage?” she ventured to ask.

“If it is, no one sent me the memo. All  I know kitten, is that whatever it is I hope to soon change that to a more official term.” he gave her a rapid kiss on the lips while continuing his task.

Selene felt her cheeks getting hotter, deciding not to add anymore, she prepared the tea and some sandwiches, on her way out she added.

“BTW, Shingen and his group are here, it seems they will stay for a while.”

“OK, I will add more portions. Let me know if something changes.”

“Thanks.” giving him a flushed smile Selene took the tray to the conference room.

Upon arriving the room everyone was verifying all the clues they had gathered about the case. Copies of the letters were obtained thanks to Kincaid, while Detective Katakura called again to let Masamune know that the missile was robbed from a facility on Russia. Which meant it was acquired on the black market ending the trace on that part. The investigation kept going for the next days.

“We just hit another dead end.” said Mitsurani to Sasuke both were working the network and any digital media.

The threats didn't match any Modus Operandi of any case on the police data base. Neither any case worked by Shingen's group or Nobunaga's. Comparing also the cases of Masamune and Mitsuhide gave nothing making the situation frustrating for everyone. After the second attempt things calmed down. Even the threats stopped being delivered. But an envelop left one morning in front of the building gave a reminder to the group that their predator was still at large. The envelop has a group of photographs where Selene appeared with any of them. Sometimes in group others with Masamune or with Nobunaga. Since the shooting incident the press started to report on Selene often making her prey of some unlawful rumors. With the photographs was a note also in Blood.

“Give me what I want and I will go away.”

“Ha?, what is that suppose to mean? I beat I need a break” Yuki was so upset that went out of the room to clear his mind.

Everyone was at their limit, it was then that Selene seemed to remember something.

“There was an horror book that I read once, what really called me out was that phrase. “Give me what I want and I will go away.” The book was about a group of people each with their own dark secrets. At the center was this girl who was innocent and yet caught on with them. Since she never agreed to their bidding they made her life a living hell. I need to make a call.” Selene went to her desk to make the call when Kenshin called her out.

“So how the book ended?”

Selene looked at Kenshin and said in a solemn tone. “She killed them all.” and left.

“I know, I know, yes you can come tomorrow to visit. Bring all of them if you want. Just make sure he also comes alright?” Ian hung up. Turning around he faces the man if everything goes according to plan after tomorrow what belong to us by birthright will come back to us.

The man dressing all in black and red converse shoes smiles while adjusting is Fedora.

“Good, I cant wait to see you once again my love.”

Nobunaga parked his car, it has been 6 years since they spoke. He swear he will never come back again. But right now Selene might need him if something didn't work out on their meeting of tomorrow. Entering by the backdoor he knocked the door and a grumble resembling “Come in” was heard. A cocky smile drawn on Nobunaga’s features.

“I guess some things never change uh Yasu?”

Notes: For some reason I struggle a lot with this chapter. Any comment or feedback is welcome. I hope you guys like it.

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[evendeadlmthehero]

Reflection (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is living in the Avengers compound after Tony finally let him in. It’s all good until Hydra sends one of their best damn assassins to kill him in his sleep

Third POV

It was an easy task that was assigned. To ‘Kill the Winter Soldier’ and make him regret ever leaving HYDRA.

She didn’t know what year it was, how old she was, but that was the last thing on her mind. She was a robot, one with no emotions. Just killed when she was told to kill, eats when she’s told to eat and sleeps when she’s told to sleep.

“Kill or be killed.” She whispered to herself as she neared the window of her next victim; The Winter Soldier.

She resented the man. The man who did nothing but watch as she was tortured. Although he never saw her face, he always heard her screams. But she saw him. And boy did she hate him for acting like he couldn’t hear a thing.

But it was expected. It was Hydra. Why would they care if one was totured? Well, Y/N thought he was different. She thought he was the man that she visited in museums as a little kid with her father, when she used to be obsessed with superheroes, who’s screams were just as loud as hers when he was put into cyro.

But he wasn’t that man. He was one of them.

There will always be men like him, Y/N thought to herself.

She couldn’t remember a life before HYDRA. She couldn’t remember who she was, who her family was or even her name. But why would that be a surprise? HYDRA always wipes her memories.

She can’t remember the fact that she had sisters and brothers. She can’t remember that she was the most sweetest person in the neighbourhood. That she was the golden girl of the school. She can’t remember why she had a deep sense of hatred for The Winter Soldier, it was just there.

No. All she remembers is her target is. No questions asked. And her memories are wiped clean as the cycle continues.

Y/N slowly unlocked the window with little magnet balls that interferes with the security system Tony Stark has put into the tower. Quietly, she walked in, seeing the familiar figure of the once assassin laying peacefully.

“Kill or be killed.” Y/N whispered to herself, touching the necklace around her neck. The necklace that HYDRA gave her. The tag that reminded her who’s property she was, like a dog.

She then lifted up her gun, ready to shoot before Bucky got up from his bed suddenly, looking frightened. He was breathing heavily, the nightmare he experienced about his days at HYDRA taking a toll on him.

Y/N took an opportunity at his dazed and confused state, dropping her gun to fight the guy. She reached for her daggers that were in her boots and marched towards him, ready to stab.

Bucky’s arm went up, his mind still in in a phase, but his metal arm had grabbed the girl’s dagger and chucked it across the room.

The pair stared at eachother for a slight secound, before Y/N lifted her arm up, punching across the face, causing him to fly across the room.

“You’re a super soldier.” Bucky mumbled to himself, as he rubbed his jaw in pain. Y/N ignored this and marched towards him, grabbing the gun that she put down previously.

“The Winter Soldier. You have let down Hydra.” Y/N spoke in a monotonous voice that bought shivers to Bucky. “You are now sentenced to death by the Queen of Ice.”

Bucky had heard this saying before, he just didn’t think it was true. Back in his Hydra days, he partially remembered the so called ‘Queen of Ice’ that killed mercilessly without question.

But Bucky also remembered her screams. And although he’s never actually seen her till now, he still remembers her and how even today, he still regretted not helping her.

Y/N finger went on the trigger but before she could shoot, her senses buzzed that something fast was coming her way.

Dropping the gun from her hand, Y/N grabbed the shield that was flying towards her hand. She gave the blonde man that appeared a glare, before marching over to him, ready for a brawl.

Steve begun throwing punches at the girl, determined to help his friend, and soon after, Bucky had also joined the fight.

But they were no match for the Queen of Ice, as she threw them both across the room without breaking a sweat.

“Although I’d love to watch you kill Romeo and Juliet.” Tony begun, crossing his arms as he caught Y/N attention. She noticed the two girls stood behind the man, ready to intervene. “That carpet costs me millions.”

The man pressed the button on his chest, morphing into his suit. Y/N let out a puff of air, getting angrier by the secound.

Tony came at the super soldier, throwing a punch to which Y/N was able to grab. She got his arm, and begun twisting it, making Tony let out a little grunt.

She pushed the man against the wall, yet Tony lifted his arm ready to blast her. Y/N smirked beneath her mask, sensing he was going to blast her before he even lifted up his arm due to her senses.

She grabbed his suit, viciously breaking his blasters as Tony watched wide-eyed as she through him across the room with Captain America and the Winter soldier.

She had just broken vibranium without even blinking.

Y/N walked up to the two girls as they straightened up. Y/N was going to end this little brawl once and for all.

She grabbed Natasha by the throat, banging her head against the wall. The red haired woman was confused. She has met a lot of strong super soldiers but this?

This was different.

She yelped as she was thrown to the floor but before Y/N can do anymore damage, she felt power surge within her, unable to breathe.

“I think that is enough.” Wanda spoke as she held her with her magic. “Give up now or you will force me to do something I won’t regret.”

“Kill or be killed.” Y/N spoke in her monotonous voice. She put down her mask, before looking at Wanda directly in the eye.

Within a blink of an eye, Y/N had lifted up her arm, creating a surge of white power that struck Wanda right across her chest making her scream in agony.

The Avengers all looked at her in shock, Bucky being the most shock. He couldn’t believe HYDRA had created such a strong super soldier.

It wasn’t till now till he realised just how much HYDRA had evolved into. And how they will never stop.

Y/N lifted her arm, ready to kill the crying Wanda who hadn’t felt this much pain since her brother had died.

“Wait.” Bucky spoke, panting as he looked her in the eye. “We can help you. My name is Bucky Barnes.”

‘Bucky’ Y/N thought to herself as that name rung a bell. She suddenly remembered the guy as the person who didn’t do anything to help her.

She, however, didn’t remember him as the guy she visited in the museum everyday with her father. No, she would never remember those memories. HYDRA took them away permanently.

HYDRA took away all her happy memories and left her with the horrible ones.

She only remembers pain and agony. Not happiness.

“You left me to die.” Y/N spat out, glaring at him. Bucky’s heart dropped as he watched her. “You could never help me.”

Looking back at Wanda, Y/N was ready to strike before her senses buzzed again. She groaned internally, before looking at the hammer that was barrelling towards her head.

She grabbed the hammer, making everyone go quiet. Although Y/N was confused why everyone went quiet, it provided her with relief as everyone finally stopped talking.

Thor looked at the woman, surprise in his eyes. “How- How is this possible? You’re an assassin, you’re not worthy.”

Y/N didn’t think anything of what he said, chucking the hammer on a radio that sat on the bedside table, causing it to fall and hit the floor.

She lifted her arm for the third time, as Wanda accepted her death. There was nothing they could do. She was too strong.

She closed her eyes, ready to die, ready to be blasted once again. But nothing happened. She opened her eyes when she heard an agonising scream.

Y/N was now on the floor, hitting the ground ferociously as she was crying. Bucky stood up from his position, confused what was going on.

He looked around, to anything that may have caused her harm. Until his eyes landed on the radio.

“It’s the song.” Bucky said as he watched her finally collapse and faint on the floor. “The song that HYDRA must’ve used to control her.”

“Kalinka.” Tony spoke as he read the the tag around her neck. “They put the name of the song on her necklace.”

“They paired the song with the toture she probably received.” Natasha stated, rubbing her neck as she looked at the super soldier who was now unconscious on the floor. “Typical. But why?”

“Maybe after Bucky left they started getting more serious with how they control the super soldiers.” Steve spoke, crossing his arms as he stood straight.

“But how was she able to hold my hammer?” Thor asked, still astounished. “How is this murderer with no moral worthy?”

“Because that’s not who she really is.” Bucky spoke, looking at the girl who looked so innocent sleeping. “It’s what HYDRA made her to be. And we need to help her.”

“We can’t just take in who ever HYDRA makes.” Tony spoke, rolling his eyes at Bucky. “This isn’t an foster home for the misunderstood super soldiers.”

“You know what Tony-“ Bucky started but was held back by Steve.

“Look Tony, we know she’s worth saving because of Thor’s hammer.” Steve spoke in a proper tone. “And if anything bad happens, we now know her weakness.”

“The music.” Wanda finally spoke, her arm still around her body.

“Steve we cant force her to listen to the music whenever she’s in HYDRA mode.” Bucky spat out, standing in front of Y/N protectively. “I heard her screams and I didn’t do anything about them back then. But I’m going do something now.”

Steve stared at Bucky long and hard, before nodding at him. He knew his best friend was determined to bring out the girl that Y/N used to be, even though no one knew what that person exactly was.

“Fine, we’ll save her.”

[bruciewayne]

it’s not about deserve (1/?)

established winteriron, developing stuckony, light angst, pining, 1.7k, multi-chaptered

ao3

Tony and Bucky were happy together, Steve wasn’t going to come between that, regardless of his feelings towards both of them. So he leaves.

But Bucky and Tony have feelings for him too.

Steve was happy for them, he was, he was! He just…no! He repriminded himself, he refused to even think about it. They were happy together, they loved each other and they deserved each other.

Both of them deserved love and peace, after Tony’s trainwreck of a relationship with Pepper and the endless betrayal and neglect from the people who ‘loved’ him and every damn thing Hydra forced into Bucky’s head, it made him irrationally angry but further proved to him how much they needed this and each other.

The last thing he was going to do was come between them, regardless of his feelings, he can't and he won’t.

When Tony and Bucky eventually announced that they were dating it never really came to a surprise to anybody. They had been spending more and more time together in Tony's workshop - initially just fixing Bucky's arm and helping him maintain it but after a while they (begrudgingly) admitted they were friends and then a few months after that, a happy and proud announcement that they were dating.

During the time they were - courting? flirting? they never left Steve out, always taking him along to their pseudo-almost-dates. And even now they take and invite him to places with them, but he can't, not when he has feelings for them.

He's stopped going out with them as much now because Bucky or Tony make a comment, usually sexual, sometimes sweet, towards him and he can’t help but think that they know. But he also knows that they weren’t the type of people to make fun of him. He refused to let his feelings ruin this for them and if it was choosing between having them, but they weren't together because of him and him being out of the picture, but they were happy together, everytime, every damn time, without a doubt, it would be the latter. They deserved each other more than he deserved them.

“Hey! Hey, Rogers! Where you going?” Tony yelled across the room to Steve who was putting his blue-common-room-sketchbook that was (previously) on the coffee table in his bag. He, in all they time Tony had known him, never left the tower with that particular book, on longer missions he took the maroon A5 one and all his black ones never left his room and he never let anybody look in them, the blue and maroon ones, anyone could, but never the black ones.

To say Tony noticed every minute detail about Steve was… fairly accurate. But so did Bucky, so, he wasn’t entirely alone.

“DC,” Steve replied, pulling Tony out of his thoughts. Steve zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulder but not before Tony caught a flash of a corner of a black sketchbook.

“What!?” Tony said, distressed, “You can’t leave!”

“Who’s goin’ leavin’ where?” Bucky, not entirely awake, entered the room and gravitated towards Tony, hair messed up and shirt crinkled.

“Heya baby,” he greeted Tony with a kiss on his cheek and slipped and arm around his waist, holding back from touching Steve as well.

“Steve,” Tony started accusingly, leaning into Bucky’s side, “is abandoning us.” Bucky and Steve both huffed out a laugh at Tony’s dramatics, “I’m not leaving, I took the job Fury’s been tryna get me to do since 2012 in Shield HQ and I'm not going between DC and Manhattan everyday,” he explained.

“But you won’t be going there every day, right?” Tony tried to reason with him. Bucky hummed in agreement with Tony, tilting his head towards Steve.

He couldn’t leave, he and Bucky were so close to asking Steve to be in a poly relationship with them, or at least up until recently when Steve started going out with them less and less.

Bucky had said that Steve was ridiculously dense and obtuse when it came to people romantically liking him and having feelings for him.

“He doesn't think he deserves it, or that they’re lying to him, or that they just don't like him. Or he cant have them.” Bucky told him one night, when Tony, curled up in his arms, fingers trailing random patterns across tanned skin littered with scars, asked Bucky why Steve hadn't taken them up on any of the suggestive things they'd said. “It comes from being a little guy,” he continued.

“He's so ridiculously obtuse it's ridiculous,” Tony had mumbled sleepily, Bucky laughed, told him to go to sleep and that they would get Steve's head out of his ass eventually.

“Tony, Buck,” Steve said, his voice bordering dangerously into fond, he chastised himself, in his head, immediately after, coming close, way too close, to revealing his feelings, “I’ll either be there pretty much full time or overseas,” he hesitated, too many emotions flashed over his face, too fast for any of them to decipher, “I- I will miss you, though.” His voice was steady but he refused to meet their eyes, turning around quickly, hesitating again, but this time walking away.

Tony made to call out at his retreating back, but Bucky stopped him, turning to face him, and curling his hand behind his neck and the other staying on his waist. “Don’t, baby, he has to come to us and if this is what he wants, then...” he trailed off, unable to think of anything more.

Tony sighed, “I’m gonna miss him, a lot,” he buried his face in Bucky’s neck, arms wrapping around him and breathing him in.

“Yeah,” Bucky mumbled into his hair, “it’s gonna be a tough move.”

Steve stepped out onto the balcony if his old-current apartment, fumbling out a green zippo lighter and a pack of Lucky Strikes. He lit a cigarette and took what felt like his first breath since leaving Tony and Bucky.

“I will miss you,” he muttered on the exhale, smoke tumbling out of his lips. What an idiot, a complete and utter fucking moron. If they hadn’t known, they definitely knew now, he couldn’t’ve made it any more obvious if he’d tried. They were probably relieved he left.

They were to two most important people in his life, the only people in this century he’s ever, truly, loved. There have been other people, he was 97, not dead after all, but he never really loved them, only Tony and Bucky. But this, this distance and time apart was good, it was, Tony and Bucky could be with each other without him getting in the way.

And he could focus on his career.

His mind kept running through all the reasons why this was a good idea, despite how much it hurt to turn away, Fury had told him, way back in 2012, a few months after Loki, a few months before the team began living in the tower, when he’d let slip that he wasn’t doing much, apart from catching up with the times and going on missions, that the job he could give him was incredibly demanding, he wouldn’t have time for anything in way of a social life if he took it but he would actually be doing something.

He wanted to be doing something that wasn’t painful (external injuries, he could handle, but emotions would never be his forte).

He flicked the ash off and took in another drag, long and deep.

He tilted his head back, felt the rain hitting his face, let his eyes go almost-closed and release the smoke, watching it curl around itself and disperse into the troposphere.

“They ever tell you those things cause cancer? Did they give you the The Fault In Our Stars in your ‘Welcome to the new century, pal’ care package?” Tony called out, across the roof to Steve and uncaring of the rain walked out to the edge and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, leaning against the railing. Steve smiled and tilted his head back down, he took a drag and said, “I got prescribed ‘em for the asthma in the 30s, and now there’s PSAs and billboards sayin’ it’ll kill you but…” He shrugged. Tony felt the drag of wet leather on slightly damp fabric against his shoulder.

It annoyed him less than he thought it would.

It suddenly dawned on Steve that Tony didn’t has superhuman regenerative properties and a third of his lungs weren’t a network of alveoli but an engineering marvel of glass and metal.

And that the PSAs were probably right about second-hand smoke.

“Shit, Tony, your lungs,” he hurriedly stomped out the cigarette and waved his hands about to dispel the smoke, “Tony, I’m sorry, you shouldn’t be around me right now, your lungs-”

“Steve, Steve,” Tony cut in, smiling softly at him, thinking about how a teammate he’s known (personally) for only a few months cared more about his health than Howard when he was a few months old, remembering how he always came into his nursery with a lit cigar filling the room with grey smoke.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, smoke if you want to, I came out to ask just, you know, how you’re doing, you seemed, quieter, even more subdued on this one ” he continued, he didn’t smoke anymore, not after Afghanistan and the arc reactor, but he remembered how relieving and relaxing it felt, although, he mused, for Steve it was probably all psychological now, remembering something he’d said about coffee last week, when they’d both run into each other at the Shield cafeteria.

Steve cocked his head to the side, and gave him a, confused look, as if, if this was the first time in a while someone’s asked him that.

Please don’t let that be the first time in the 21st century that someone’s asked him, genuinely asked him how he’s doing, Tony thought.

Steve swallowed, looked at the ground and then met Tony’s eyes, he looked so, so vulnerable and trusting and, it took that second for Tony realise just how young Steve was, in that moment he was, biologically speaking, only in his 20s. Jesus.

“I’m, I’m doing ok Tony, how are you?”

Steve ground the spent cigarette under his heel and turned back to face his apartment, exactly as neat and tidy (and lonely, but he told that part of his mind to shut up, this was a good idea, he was sure of it) as he’d left it, save for a thin layer of dust, but he’d tidy later, right now, he had a meeting with Fury and his next mission.

[faangirl101]

Blind in love/ Bellamy x reader

Pairing: Bellamy x reader

Warning: Smut, fingering, Oral, blindfolds

summery: Your boyfriend has ignored you for weeks and your tired of it. He makes up for the lost weeks with a blindfold and his mouth

You looked over your cup of herb tea.

A steam of warmness breaking the cold air above it.

You drank carefully, avoiding burning your tongue.

Your eyes followed your boyfriend of soon 1 year, bellamy blake.

Bellamy blake was everything you could wish for.

With his softness against you over his normally so aggressive ways made your heart warm up.

But lately bell been cold.

It wasn't like him at all.

He been acting cold to you, always in the middle of somethings.

You hadnt had sex in months.

You doubted he only kissed you because it was a burden he had to do as your boyfriend.

A burden.

You pulled your knees against your chest humming.

A burden.

That's what you was to him.

You knew how tough it been lately for him.

With half his team dead and the other half stuck in mountain weather.

You knew that.

He didn't sleep at night.

You always lied in your shared tent waiting for him.

But he never showed up.

He hadn't slept in days.

Or maybe.

Maybe he was sleeping in somebody others tent.

With somebody else.

Like clarke.

Your stomach pulled itself together.

Maybe you needed a break.

The pain in your heart grew.

Maybe he needed sometime to himself without you as a burden.

There it was again ,a burden.

And no matter how much your heart tried to tell you otherwise, your brain knew.

He needed it.

Your thinking got broken up by a pair of legs appearing in front of you.

You looked up the beautiful body meeting his face.

“Hi”, you said and tried pushing the bad thought away.

He only hummed in response picking up a paper from the table to your right.

Your body was cold again.

Of course he came here to take the papers, and not to talk with you.

“baby?”, you looked up to him “i made you some herb tea.. if you want”.

He hummed again looking over the paper “No, im good”.

Your heart sank possibly lower.

You nervously took a to deep gulp of the tea, burning your tongue.

“Fuck”, you swore almost dropping the cup in the sudden pain.

It felt like fire and you could already feel it grow swollen and numb in your mouth.

“Fuck i burnt my tongue”, you hissed at bellamy, trying to talk as clearly as you could.

Bell only looked up for a moment before looking down again “don't do it again”.

Tears were forming in your eyes and you looked down.

He didn't even care.

There was no love in his eyes.

Only cold.

Everything was so cold.

You slowly place the cup on the table looking down.

“Bell?”, you whispered, not even sure he could hear you, “We should take a break”.

And there it was, out in the open.

It burnt more than the tea on your tongue.

You expected him to answer with a “okay” or even maybe a “good”.

But nothing came.

Maybe he didn't hear.

You looked up and was about to repeat it when you saw his face.

In utterly shock.

No relief or happiness as you expected.

He was so caught of guard he looked like he was about to faint.

his lips partly open, while his eyes were wide open.

“What”, he breathed out and put down the paper.

Full attention now on you.

You suddenly felt unsure, maybe you made a mistake.

You opened your mouth again “i mean, your so busy right now, and with everything going on I thought… you maybe would need to take a break.. from me.

It's okay bell, i don't wanna be a burden, i understand”.

His eyes were suddenly shiny with pain.

His breathing hard.

And last time you saw him like this…

Was when octavia got thrown into prison.

So full with pain.

He blamed himself, you realized.

“listen to me baby”, his voice were low and shaky “you could never ever, be a burden to be, i love you”.

Suddenly the “i love you” phrase was pointless.

It used to mean so much.

But now, it meant nothing.

Even if his voice were filled with pain, it felt like he only tried to save his skin.

He didn't care about you.

Your eyes was filled with even more tears and you were about to burst.

You roughly grabbed his hand pulling him away.

Away from all the people and attention.

Somehow, you landed in your shared tent.

Or maybe after this, it would only be his tent.

You turned to him and when you saw his face, you couldn't hold back all the emotion you've been carrying for months.

Tears were spilling down your cheeks.

“Don't you dare bell”, you dried your nose with your shirt “don't you dare”.

He watched your every movement, swallowing thickly.

“You only love me when you want something! tell me why you havent quote on quote “loved me” for months”.

Your voice came out louder than you expected.

He opened his mouth about to say something but you pressed your finger against his lips.

You shook your head “you have nothing but ignored me for weeks. But now you wanna talk, of course. How do you think it feels when you make dinner for your boyfriend but he never comes home, i didn't even get a sorry.

You know what i got, a cold look.

That's all i've been getting for months.

And how do you think i feel when i have to sleep alone, think about who´s tent my boyfriend might sleep in tonight.

I feel awful.

I feel like i'm only a burden to you.

Now, go ahead go ahead say whatever you wanted to say”.

Now he was crying.

It wasn't often you saw bell cry.

Your heart softened.

“God, i had no idea, im so stupid”, he murmured running a hand through his hair “i love you so much, i'm not only saying so because i'm scared to be alone.

I'm scared of being in a life where your not there.

God, id die.

I love you, so fucking much.

I love your smile, your eyes.

I love how you twirl your hair while your nervous.

I love how easy you can get me in a good mood.

I love how you scream my name.

I love every curve of your body.

I must be the stupidest man alive for not telling you all this everyday.

Let me make it up for you, please.

Let me make up for all this time, just please don't break up with me”.

i was quiet.

Searching his eyes, looking for any kinds of lies.

All i saw was love.

And it was all i needed.

I wrapped my arms around him and he quickly did the same.

He moved my hair, pressing his wet cheeks against my neck.

I shivered, hugging him even tighter.

He murmured over over how much he loved me in my ear.

And i listened.

Because that's all i longed to hear for months.

He nuzzled in between my shoulder and hair and pressed his lips against the soft skin.

I let out a sigh as the kisses slowly started to make there way up my neck and back again.

“Bell”, i mumbled and he hummed against my skin.

“I love you to”.

That was all he needed to stirr on even more.

He pushed you away and kissed your neck.

Wet kisses went up and down your neck.

You slowly let out a moan when he founded your sweet spot.

He smiled against your skin before sucking on the spot.

“mmm”, you breathed out as he slowly laid you down on your shared bed.

“I'm gonna make you feel so good baby”, he rubbed his erection against your thigh “you feel that, mmm, that's all for you baby”.

You arched your neck giving him more space to kiss your throat.

Suddenly his touch disappeared and you let out a moan at the loss.

He chuckled and you opened your eyes.

He was hovering above you with a proud smirk on his lips.

“Cant believe your all mine”, he whispered before pressing a soft kiss against your lip.

then his touch disappeared.

Again.

You watched him go across the room.

First confused, before he took up a blindfold.

You pressed your legs together, feeling already wet panties between them.

“I was planning on using it on you, but stupid kane always calling me in”, he muttered before sitting down on the bed.

“We don't have to, if you don't want to of course… but i want you to feel me, really feel me”.

You kissed him hard “bell, i want to”.

That's all the direction he needed as he softly drove it over your hair.

The soft silk material against your skin was make you even wetter.

Then it drove over your eyes, leaving you in a comfortable darkness.

Before you could say anything his lips was against your skin again, leaving you breathless.

He teasley mouthed your collarbones.

“Bell please”, you begged “hurry up”.

He chuckled again “i'm only getting started, but you need to lose this”.

You felt him tugging the material of your shirt so you pulled up your hands.

The shirt went over your hair brushing against your blindfold.

He left wet kisses up and down your stomach leaving you shivering.

His hands softly moved up towards your breasts, barely touching you.

Finally they rounded your boobs.

All you wanted was to move your bra but when you tried he grabbed your wrist.

“My pace hunie, enjoy instead”, he said before squirming your left breast.

After to long of massaging, according to you,you felt him lose the bra.

Your nipples standing proudly in the chilly air making him groan.

He rolled the nipple between his finger and thumb.

You arched your back moaning.

He kept the torturing until you felt his mouth around your nipple.

“Bell omg”, you screamed when he sucked on it gently.

He moved on to the next breast giving it the same treatment.

That's when you felt his teeth slowly brushing against the  sensitive plump.

You screamed out again, pressing the boob into his mouth.

You could feel his fingers trace down until he was right above your clit.

“You sure you want this baby”, he asked stopping.

You let out a pissed whine “baby, please! i'm gonna come untouched, please! touch me”.

He hummed and his finger touch your clit “i love when you beg”.

you moaned loudly when he touched the sensitive spot.

Slowly he started circulating his thumb, in a painfully slow speed.

Your pussy throbbed for attention as the pressure against your stomach grew.

“Bell”, you whimpered and bucked against his hand.

Suddenly the pressure disappeared and you tried to listen what he was doing.

You sighed happily when you felt the tug of your pants, they were fast off your legs.

“God your beautiful”, he murmured before you heard a sound of material ripping apart.

“Bell”, you squeaked “did you just rip my panties”.

He chuckled darkly “They're my panties now”.

Before you could argue him a wet tongue pressed against your clit.

You screamed as he started to move it faster.

The pressure in your stomach were quickly building up again.

His finger pushed itself inside you.

Of corse his long thick finger brushed against your sweet spot without even trying.

“Omg”, you moaned bucking against his mouth.

another finger added.

He could even add a third.

Your lower parts stretched and his rough tongue against your clit made you come.

“Bell”, you screamed out your hands gripping his hair tightly.

The intense orgasm rocked your body, leaving every nerve on fire.

Your whole body was shaking in the process.

You came with a scream.

Your body suddenly felt limp and tired.

From such a intense orgasm you were exhausted.

Slowly you dragged the blindfold of your face.

The room was not so much darker than the inside of the blindfold.

Between your legs were bellamy.

A proud smirk curving his lips as he lowered himself, lapping up the rests of your orgasm.

His whole face was wet.

Omg.

You squirted.

Right.

On.

His.

Face.

A blush crept up your cheeks.

bellamy lied next to you wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your sweaty forehead.

“But you”, you looked down only to see him already finished.

“I came from watching you, damn my girls hot”, he murmured and you sighed.

“Goodnight bellamy”, you whispered happy to have him back in your bed.

“I love you”, he said into your hair.

“I love you to”.