#because of fucking course where there's justin there's them

[chasedeys]

i want you to yap about jj/koc!!!!! tell me what your fav headcanons are about them <3

THE WAYYYYYYY I HAVE YET TO ANSWER YOUR ASK ON THAT JOE HAREM AKDHSKSJSKSKSK sort of its not even really harem bc like. is it. legit. its in my drafts. waiting for me to yap. its so good. i have shit to say abt it. i literally want to branch abt ja’marr and tee for the wr room too. and treymarr LMAOOOO and chase for the rb room even if like. the rb room is kind of sad and i wanted to focus more on his poly insanity of the 23 rookies dragging big dick mike into it BUT let me answer this one first 😭 yeah…...

ANYWAYS. headcanons. um. i don't have much. FFJFJFJ let me direct you to my prev ask um....

god i don't even know much about their lore to actually like. expand my shit about them LMAO like. if i base shit from this one post i'd say like. ko being a whole completely new thing for justin. justin's previous coaches being?? not so well???? or like. not as invested or as into him or as developing as ko is even if he clearly has broken vikings records since he got into the vikings like christttt this man is talented and ko clearly knows how to use him.

as i said in that previous askkk ko being the one to be able to like. break apart justins numerous layers of 1) pr perfect (CARMENS ASK ON THIS IS INSANE BTW. WILL GET TO THAT AT SOME POINT ARGH) then 2) lashing out tiger claws etc etc then finally 3) the justin jefferson that gets to break down and stumble and fall and titter uncertainly and very much never to be seen on camera but!! ko gets for some fucking reason and that shit terrifies the ever living shit out of justin who the fuckkk does this guy think he is waltzing into his team with his warm smile and steady hands and certain gait and kind words and clever playbook and encouragement and acceptance. skittering away uncertainly at first when ko shows him this but come on now this is justin jefferson when has he ever run away from anything ever next thing you know he's marching right back to ko and re-introducing himself and boom. charmed and being charming and i don't think he's ever going to let go of ko ever and i don't think ko's ever letting go of him ever lmao.

as ive said ko is like. incredibly soft, such a players coach, that time where he told sam to step away for a sec just to say he was proud of him?? and that clip of him to the side staring at his team hauling sam up oh my godddd. and also again based on this one post ive seen ages ago and ingrained to my fucking head about them its like. it's so fucking FUNNYYYYYY to me. how koc has legitimately mentioned justin has a great smile 😭 i have no idea if he's mentioned it some other times before probably tbfh but. that's so sweet 😭 justin DOES have a pretty smile……the prettiest thing about him dare i say……thank you coach kevin o'connell for mentioning this in actual to everyone in an official article for real lmao SORRY got distracted but. he's so sweet. so kind with his words. and so soft. and just soooo??? so easy to fall for so it took justin like. days. fucking DAYS. for him to just. starts wobbling. eyes to starts skittering away when ko tries catching his gaze. a whole week of just adjusting to new feelings before he starts to snap his spine back into himself because he's justin fucking jefferson and boom he's flirting right back (not that like. ko flirts intentionally at times 😭 they're both just. such natural unintentional flirts at times its a travesty to their team theyve learned to just. live with it. their social media team delights and despair it.).

and i think about ko is that he's like. incredibly charmed by justin. so fucking amazed by his talent. who the fuckkkk works like him. who breaks records like justin jefferson. unable to stop himself from just. gaping. eyes wide everytime he sees justin catch a ball. eyes following his figure running across the field. ears ringing knowing he has to navigate and call a play call a name call something but fuck he's just focused on how justin's smiling how he's swinging around his hips laughing with jordan and practically gleaming underneath the stadium lights. pretty. fucking gone for him. also. great smile. stilllll so stuck on him mentioning justin's smile alkfkasf soooo funny god crying at this.

also: comparing yet again ja'marr and justin. competency kink 😔 justin being soooo horny for ko's offensive schemes and all his coaching abilities and hey he has thrown with justin right so like. well.

the flirting. ive talked a bit here mostly as comparison to joemarr's preschool ass shy unable-to-meet-eyes flirting. they are soooo. fucking. Shameless. how the fuck. no really but they are upfront about it they look at each other straight in the eyes and giggle at each other and tilt their chins provocatively and just say shit. whatever the fucking words are positively DOUSED with flirty energy. they can be talking about the fucking weather, routes and plays, or even taking the most humongous most disgusting most gut-wrenching shit of their lives ever and it would still sound like they're flirting about ferris wheel dates and candle-lit dinner and fucking on a bed of roses. sorry but 😭. if you listen to any bit of mic'ed up moments between them, or interviewed moments between them, it's genuinely crazy it's like. they can't help themselves. they're natural flirts?? around other people but when they meet each other they up the fucking ante to about 10000000000 billion watt so. either you get used to it or you just. skedaddle out of sheer uncomfortableness. dare i say that their team has gotten so fucking used to it 😭 dare i say that that shit is contagious and now a whole lot of them especially the influenceable rookies are following their footsteps. vikings.....oh boy.......every time i see practice vids its crazy btw there's always a moment of ko just having to pop by and just like nudge at justin and justin just like blooms under his gaze its so cute they're so cute 😭

there's also this LMAOOOOO no but really. how many times do you think has kevin o'connell stumbled in his words and like. physically. because justin jamal jefferson just could not fucking help himselffffff oh my god. what is the fucking matter with him 😭😭 who STARES like that at their coaches.....justin motherfucking jefferson that's who. ko yapping gesturing with his cup like justin isn’t giving him ecchi fuck me eyes you’re definitely stronger than me 😔✊ but really does justin do this shit on purpose or. or...

also ehe i know you asked for hcs but like. would u like more of um. i did a little bit of fic idea of them fake dating once here and am still so enamored by it so:

koc/jj - constantly getting the vibes of ‘he fuckeddd that old mannn’ when i see gifs of those two with jj just being 🥰😘💞🎀💓🌸💖💝🩰🌷 aughguhgh outrageous levels of besotted he’s WORKING he’s GETTING HIS MAN he’s FLIRTING hes using EVERY weapon in his disposal (competency, beauty, babygirlism, etc) you have to respect that shit. stupid fic idea that won’t leave my head is of them getting into a scandal caught by paparazzi romantic ass dinner holding hands and ending the night clubbing close but they really aren’t anything at that time but ahaha you get where I’m going with this right FAKE DATING!!! except this isn’t really feasible bc lets be real a coach dating his player = fired. period. or the player traded to a different team which. WHICH. but theyre both like invaluable to the vikings so they just go ok fake dating have at it (that makes zero sense but whatever). anyway super fun idea can’t lie justin upping his cutesy lovey schtick and koc quietly dying from it. joe legit reaches out like 'ur not being coerced or anything right' while jamarrs like 'get that silver dickkkk' (hes like 39 but whatever) etc etc.

the joemarr double date 😭 can you imagineeeee joe and ja'marr squinting suspiciously at ko smiling serenely at them and justin squinting suspiciously back at the two im crying as i picture this

ko begins just. charming the ever living shit out of them. and ja'marr is somehow the one who can't fucking unbend because. he was all for it at first?? like oh!! justinnn??? coachfucker justin jefferson lmaaoooooo???? no really he was brutal about it justin has to briefly block his number because oh my god 'marr shut the fuck uppppp but then. he actually sees justin with ko and boom. every single protective bone in his body is bricking the fuck uppppp and now justin has to call off attack guard dog ja'marr chase from ripping ko to shreds 😭 joe, who has like. the slightest idea that this might happen is just. going along for the ride at this point, hooking his ankle around ja'marr's under the table to help calm him the fuck down and keep him from lunging across the table and making sure to keep stealing the prawns off ja'marr's plate so ja'marr gets distracted and pissy at him instead of like. interrogating ko on his ancestry and credit scores and history of animal abuse who knows at this point where ja'marr's mind has gone to. justin straight up tries to stand up to strangle ja'marr one time and ko just casually brings up an arm to tug him into his side and justin settles huffily into him and. joemarr gets sharp. their eyes sharpen. zero in on the minuscule space between the two. ja'marr gets quiet. drinks his wine and tucks closer to joe too like. damn okay then fuck. joe chuckles quietly and pinches at his thigh and tells him to let up for fucks sakeeee and the dinner goes smoother finally and ja'marr finallyyyyy laughs at kos jokes 😭👍 needles at him about who's the better receiver just to be annoying and test him out a little if he answers ja'marr he isn't appreciating justin the fuck if he answers justin he doesn't know shit and if he answers neither he’s way too fucking evasive and that’s not good at all the fuck but joe gracefully saves the day by just moving the entire conversation around (throwing peas subtly at justin so he'd shut the fuck up too god why are nearly all his wide receivers like this)

(after the dinner waving goodbye to joemarr driving away in an uber ko bends down to press his forehead to the back of justin's neck and just. heaves out a sigh so heavy like. oh my god. why the fuck is ja'marr chase so intimidating. and justin's laughing at him making his body shake with him saying yeah isn't he the sweetest with the worlds just. fondest fucking voice and kos hugging him from behind feeling so pleased he gets to be accepted by the two boys justin has anchored himself so thoroughly during college and refused to let go to this day auguhughga LSU TRIO MY BELOVEDDDDD 😭)

ko and joe bondingggg aaaaaaa about like. qb stuff 😭 am so shit at football stuff i cannot even expand on this shit LMAOO but like. strategies. plays. cadences. the chiefs dynasty and nfl rules maybe lmao. the state of the nfl commissioners and schedule making and shit rules and penalties and how they can make them better maybe who knows certainly not me 😇 and jjmarr egging them on to say the more foulest shit they usually keep under pr perfect wrap and justin gleefully letting go of his perfect pr image to just shit talkkkk with ja'marr god that's cute the idea he can be freeee with ja'marrrr aaaa

fighting over the check lmao ko pays btw which is. who gets paid more players or coaches. players? i feel like its players. but ko gets sneaky and somehow pays the entire thing. joe, who usually is the sneakiest and pays for shit like this is very impressed. justin behind is like. glittering in smugness. ja'marr is also quietly impressed ofc.

okay so this is more of like. the joemarr double date over the fake dating aspect 😭 i literally have 0 ideas for the fake dating damn youuuu brainnnn workkkkkkkk argrhrgrhrhhrhh

okay. bye....im out 😭

[hysteria-things]

✿ PROMISE? ✿ PART ONE.

ʚ♡ɞ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 ʚ♡ɞ

𝐩����𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: chris x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: guess who’s back in town: the sturniolo triplets. it’s for their birthday party their parents are throwing, the same party your parents force you to go to.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,054

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: we’re locked in on the series, folks!

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘 without seeing something along the lines of the sturniolo triplets, and it fucking pisses you off. your parents went to high school with theirs and were really close. your mom got pregnant with you around the same time marylou got pregnant with the triplets, your “best friends.”

the same triplets that left you months ago because of their career of being youtubers. the least they could’ve done was still message you, but no. they unfollowed you on everything.

you texted them multiple times, but all you got was one-word answers or no answer at all. as much as you didn’t want to, you stopped trying after a while because it was no use.

your parents still hang out with marylou and jimmy, sometimes even justin when he’s in town. at least you got one more best friend that you grew up with, nathan doe.

nathan is the youngest out of the four of you. nick, matt, and chris are turning twenty tomorrow and nate’s turning nineteen on the ninth. you’ve been nineteen since april, so you’re right in the middle.

you guys met him in elementary school and he was the last piece of the puzzle. you guys were even called the FOREVER FIVE, something you all made up at a sleepover in the fourth grade.

of course the three stooges didn’t drop him when they left. favoritism, i guess.

you scroll angrily on tiktok. it’s like the app senses your hatred for them and decides to put edits or clips from their videos on your for you page. this shit is definitely not for you.

then, there’s a knock on your bedroom door. “come in.” you call out, and your mother comes in. she sits on your bed and sighs. “what’s up?” you ask.

she gives you a face of sympathy, and it scares you a little. “the triplets are back in town.” she starts, and that gains your attention. “and i want you to come with me and your father to their birthday party tomorrow.”

“no.” you flat-out say. it’s no secret that your mom knows about your hatred either since you cried to her for a week straight about how they abandoned you.

“y/n, please.” your mom puts a hand on your knee. “marylou would love to see you there. she asks about you, you know. she misses you.”

frowning, you start to think. you miss her too. you never blamed her for what her sons did, but you haven’t seen her since they left. she is the sweetest lady you’ve ever met. “and they’re celebrating nate’s birthday, too. you have to at least show up for him, okay?”

you exhale sharply. “okay.”

⋆⁺₊⋆ ✿ ⋆⁺₊⋆

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 party the next day with your parents, making your way to the backyard where it’s held. not a lot of people are there, just close friends and family. you scan the area at the top of the steps for nathan, getting disappointed when you don’t see him.

marylou engulfs you in a hug the moment you step on the grass. “hello, sweetheart!” she exclaims, pulling away with a big smile on her face. she places her hands on your shoulders. “how are you doing? you feeling okay?”

“i’m doing fine!” you reply in the same tone, putting on a fake smile.

“thank you so much for coming. i know it’s been a little… strange for you for the past few months. i’m sorry about that.”

“please don’t apologize. you did nothing wrong,” you say and she pulls you back in for another hug.

“if you want, the boys are standing by the chips and dip. if not, don’t be afraid to make yourself comfortable.” she points to the numerous folding tables set up.

god, you missed this woman. “i will. thank you so much.”

you walk over to the table where your parents are, placing your things down before joining them.

“twenty years old is fucking disgusting.” nick rants, dipping a chip in onion dip and popping it into his mouth.

the other two giggle. “yeah, well—” chris pauses when he turns his head and lands eyes on someone. “holy shit, guys.” he taps both of his brothers on the arm.

“look.” he continues, pointing at you from across the way when he gets his sibling’s attention. “we have to talk to her.”

“chris, no.” matt says. “do you not know that she hates us? it was shitty, what we did. that’s honestly my biggest regret.”

“we are petty losers for that.” nick chimes in.

chris crosses his arms. he would do anything to get you back into his life. there was no specific reason why they did what they did. they ghosted a lot of old friends ever since they moved to LA, and you got unlucky. “fine. if you guys won’t, i will. i want to get my best friend back.”

“chris, wait! that’s not a good idea!” the two scream at him as he starts to march over to you, who’s now pouring pepsi into a red solo cup.

you gasp out of shock when you turn around and see a brunette towering over you. “hi.” he says lowly. “i didn’t think you’d come.”

“i came for nate.” you say coldly. “where is he?”

“he has to do something before he comes.” you move over to start walking, but he steps in front of you.

“chris—”

“i’m so fucking sorry.” he apologizes. “we miss you.”

“should’ve thought of that before you woke up one day and decided to pretend i didn’t exist.”

his heart aches at your words. the three of them really are assholes. “can we just start over? please?”

“start over?” you scoff. “we can’t start over after all of that. i practically known you since birth, and you want to start over?”

“y/n, i’m—”

you peek over his shoulder and cut him off. “nate’s here.” you eventually get out of his way and start to head over to nate, but stop and turn back around.

there’s a hint of hope in chris that you changed your mind, but he was wrong. “i kept the note.”

he furrows his eyebrows. “what note?”

ouch.

you laugh to yourself. of course, he doesn’t remember. “never mind. happy birthday.” you mumble, walking off into the crowd.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[haleswallows]

I’ve Been the Forest and the Fire (and the Witness Watching It) DC x DP Dead on Main (Jason Todd/Danny Fenton) Teen Soulmates AU

Chapter 2!

Teaser:

"This is bullshit."

His soulmate turns around at the sound of his voice. Freezes. He looks tired and scrungly and of course. Because the universe hates Jason, so of course the asshole is also in the class he's taking for his Maths Gen-Ed credit.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jason stands over him. "Aren't you supposed to be really good at math, or something? Why are you in an intro level class?"

His eyes are huge. "I don't test well and did bad on the placement exam."

"Great," Jason seethes. A twisting in his gut makes him feel like he's about to throw up. The soul bond demands proximity with his 'other half'. Chronically contrarian, Jason fights the instinct and the rising nausea before giving in. He slides into the desk next to his soulmate. The discomfort immediately eases. "Fucking fantastic."

There's attempts at a conversation. Jason ignores it in favor of getting himself settled. Pulls a copy of the list of accommodations he'll need that the Student Affairs Office helped him put together. Subtly scopes the room - for exits, and the best desk for when he brings Ace.

Ignores the put-out expression, the longing looks coming from his right.

Thankfully, the professor focuses on reviewing the syllabus only. And assigns a set of problems. What sort of jerk assigns homework on the first day?

Students scramble for the exit as soon as the dismissal comes. Asshole looks like he has something to say, but Jason just… he can't. Refuses. Before he gets subjected to what the fuck ever the asshole thinks he needs to say, Jason snags the professor.

He's vaguely aware of his soulmate lingering, and then eventually leaving. His gut clenches and his hands shake.

•○●○•

Jason stops in his tracks. The asshole looks at him. Jason glares back.

He's in Jason's literature course too.

"Whoa, 'scuse me," another student mumbles, side-stepping around Jason and his cane where he's standing stock-still in the doorway. Fuck.

OK. Fine. He has two classes with the piece of shit. Jason's dealt with worse.

He doesn't sit next to him, finding a seat in the second row and near the door. It's strategic. Less walking, a better view of the board. There'll be more room in the aisle for Ace when he starts bringing him. Jason stakes his claim - this'll be his desk for the semester.

The asshole can sit in the back like a delinquent. Jason doesn't care. He can't see him from here anyway.

The professor - mid-30s, bearded, Southern accent - makes them do an ice-breaker game. Jason wants to die.

Professor 'Just call me Justin' holds up a bag of Jolly Ranchers, directs them to take one and pass the bag down the line. Jason fiddles with the wrapper of his 'cherry' (it doesn't taste like cherry, he can't be convinced otherwise) while the bag makes its journey, and Justin makes an odd list on the board.

Grape for a favorite poem, Blue Raspberry for a pet's name, Lime for best vacation, Watermelon for 'what you wanted to be when you grew up', and Cherry for favorite food.

"Alright, everyone got a candy?" Justin claps the chalk dust from his hands. "Great, I'll start. I'm Justin," the class titters. Yes, they know. "Lime! So, I taught English in Japan for four years. My favorite vacation was to some traditional hot springs in Osaka. Next…. you!"

The random student pointed to blushes. "Oh! Uh, Karmine. Blue, my family's dog is named Cesar."

"Hi, Karmine! Pick your victim."

She shrinks a little, points randomly. It goes on like that - name, flavor, stupid random fact. It's dumb. There's cringing and some laughs at the stupid pet names. Then someone - Samir, Jason now knows - points to him.

As if he isn't a local celebrity that's had his photo in every newspaper multiple times since he was 12. And that tabloids theorize about his relationship with Bruce, or why Bruce is 'ashamed of him' as a cripple.

"Jason, chili dogs from Dave's stand." In between the pitying looks, a few nod knowingly. Locals, then. He ignores the smattering of whispers, no doubt picking up on theory crafting about him where Vicki Vale left off.

He taps the desk of the guy next to him. And away it goes, another name, flavor, and answer.

Jason's tapped out, vaguely listening but mostly only keeping track of who hasn't gone. It's background noise, all he wants is to talk to the professor and go the fuck home. When —.

"Danny. Uh, watermelon. I wanted to be an astronaut." The asshole smiles shyly, then ducks his head and rubs the back of his head.

Gross. Jason knows his name now. He frowns and the asshole — Danny — sees it, the smile dropping off his face.

Gross. He turns forward, Danny pointing to one of the few remaining people. It's hard to breathe and the wrapper of the Jolly Rancher is sticky when he unwraps it. Pops it in it his mouth.

Gross. Fake cherry.

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Twelve

chapter warnings: none!

team vinny we are so BACK!! happy friday, happy belated birthday to noah sebastian the man that you are and happy november! it's a week until my birthday and i'm sooo happy about the chapter that'll be coming out that day <3

also if anyone was at apocalypse fest or vin's afterparty dj set i hope you had the best time ever it looked soo fun!!! i've been torn between not wanting to check twitter because of the intense fomo but also wanting to see all the pictures and videos :)

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You walk into the green room after lunch, carrying your laptop and camera in your arms ready to show Bryan and Matt the pictures you and Noah chose last night to post on the band’s social media accounts. However, as you walked up to the door you could hear Justin talking. You stopped where the guys couldn't see you and listened in on what they were saying.

“I don’t know who was in the hotel room next to me last night, but it sounded like they were having a great time.” Justin laughed. “I don’t think they stopped for almost four hours, I almost had to knock and tell them to shut up.”

"Really?" You heard Ryan scoff, but as he was about to say something else you walked in, greeting the guys and ignored the way Vinny was glaring at you from the couch in the corner, barely looking up from his phone. 

“Y/n! Do you have those photos ready?” Matt asked as he sat down, leaving the only space for you between him and Vinny. 

“Yep, why don’t you take a look?” You smiled, opening up your laptop and loading the edited pictures. 

“So these are the ones Noah chose last night?"

"Yep, it was a tough decision but we decided on these few."

"They look sick! I love that one with Folio in the back." He smiled, clicking through the pictures. "Could you send them to me? I’ll get them posted tonight.”

“Of course.” You said, quickly sending the pictures to your phone.

“Matt, they need you out there, somethings gone wrong with the mic.” Chris chuckled, walking into the room to get another water bottle.  “Noah’s pissed.”

“Fuck,” Matt groaned, stretching as he got up, “I better go and see what they’ve fucked up. But thanks, y/n.”

"No problem." You smiled.

As he left, Chris and Ryan shortly followed behind him, leaving you in the room with Justin, Ricky and Vinny. As the others were busy talking about something, you saw Vinny put his phone down on the table, rubbing his eyes.

“So,” you began, not bothering to look up from your phone as you spoke to him, “How's Caitlin?”

“How should I know? She went home yesterday before we went back to the hotel.” He sighed, “So you and Noah had fun last night?”

“What do you mean?” You looked over at him as he shrugged, sitting back on the couch, his legs spread as he rests his hands on his head.

“I know your room is next to Justin’s, and I saw the way you kept looking at him yesterday.” He said, “C'mon, tell me I’m wrong.”

“Vin, what happened to leaving each other alone.” You groaned, running your fingers through your hair. He smirks, seeing how frustrated you were becoming.

“Does he know?”

“Know what?” You asked. 

“About us?”

“There isn’t an us, Vinny. There wasn’t an us.”

“So I mean nothing to you? That meant nothing to you?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Vinny, I never said that.” 

“I can’t keep doing this with you.” He sighed.

“You’re the one who brought it up!” You argued, trying your best to keep your voice down and stay calm.

“And you’re the one who started it-”

“What are you two arguing about?” Angela laughs, walking into the room and dropping her bag down onto the table.

“He's being a dick, nothing new.” You hissed as you picked up your things and stormed out of the room.

“Woah,” Angela gasps, “What have you done to upset her like that?” She crosses her arms as Vin shakes his head.

“I haven’t done anything, she’s just suffering the consequences of her own actions.” He shrugged, picking his phone back up as Angela rolled her eyes and chased after you, as Rick and Justin looked at Vinny in confusion.

“Y/n? What happened?” Angela asks. Smiling softly as she found you sat on the step outside, your head in your hands. 

“Everything’s such a mess,” you frown, looking up at her, “I’ve fucked everything up with Vinny, and now I’m afraid I’m leading Noah on.” 

“Wait... Rewind, tell me what’s happened whilst I’ve not been here.” She said, sitting down beside you. 

You tell her everything, and watch as she takes it all in, putting everything together in her head as you catch her up on what's happened in the few days she's been away.

“Sounds like Vinny’s just jealous.” She states.

“But it’s my fault.” 

“No, honey, you set your boundaries and told him you only want to be casual, no strings, right? And he’s still holding on to this hope you’ll drop Noah for him, because he's mad that Noah now doesn’t have to share you with him.”

“But I don’t want Vinny to hate me,” you frown, feeling your voice begin to crack as you speak, “I really like him, I'd be more than happy to just be friends with him but I don't see that happening, do you?”

“Hey, he doesn’t hate you, y/n. I know Vin and I know for a fact he's upset but he does not hate you.” She reassured you, taking your hand in hers.

“Then how do I stop him from being upset? It's not like I can apologise, there's nothing to apologise for!”

“He’s a guy, buy him food or something- No, I’ve got an idea! Follow me!” She grins suddenly, rising to her feet.

"Angela, what are we-"

"Shh, I have a plan, okay. Trust me!"

Angela pulls you up and you follow her back inside. You follow her through the venue, to where the majority of the guys currently were for soundcheck. 

“Y/n’s going to get pizza!” Angela called out, and everyone but Ricky’s face lit up, “I’m sending her and Vin out to get it since they're not really doing anything right now, so if you wanna let her know what you’re getting…”

“What?” You furrow your eyebrows, “But I’ve only just had lunch!”

“Well we haven’t,” you hear Bryan say, “I’ll get pepperoni!”

The guys all told you their orders, and Rick said he’ll order something else in something before the show. As Angela had announced it out loud to all the guys, Vinny couldn't find a way out of this, not wanting to draw any attention to the situation they were all unaware of by causing a scene.

You were expecting the walk to the shop to be unbearable, but it was actually going pretty well. Neither of you spoke a word to each other, both too afraid of saying something wrong and starting another argument as that's all you seem to do at the moment when you're together.

“Is there any reason Rick was the only one of the guys who didn’t want pizza?” You ask, testing the waters and breaking the silence between you. 

“He hates pizza,” he said bluntly, before adding, “He’s said before that it’s his kryptonite.”

“No way, who can hate pizza?”

“Well... Rick,” he shrugs, still looking down at the ground with his hands in his pockets, “I know I’m biased because I’m Italian, but I almost fought him on the spot when I found out.”

“I can't believe it." You chuckle, before another thought came to you and you turned to look at him. "Do you ever have sauce with pizza?”

“What kind?”

“Ketchup, mayo-”

“Hell no!” He exclaimed, “That’s an actual disgrace! Mayo is bad enough alone, it makes me feel sick just thinking about it…” 

“Exactly! Thank you!” You agreed, “Bryan always eats pizza with mayo and it freaks me out.”

“He’s insane! You will never catch me eating pizza with any sauce, ever!” He chuckles, holding the door to the pizza shop open for you. 

You collect the pizzas, and you're thankful the guys decided to share so you only had to carry three boxes, whereas Vinny had to carry 4. You were also thankful it was only a short walk back to the venue, but that didn’t mean Vinny didn’t get stopped by a few passing fans asking for pictures with him, and couldn't say no.

“I’m so sorry, Vinny.” You tell him as you continue to walk back, and he looks at you in surprise. 

“For what?”

“Everything, I knew we should’ve just stayed friends but everyhting just happened so-”

“Hey,” he stopped you, “Forget about it, okay? It’s in the past. We need to spend another two and a half months together and the guys will be so confused if we’re just fighting or avoiding each other the whole time.” He smiled.

“I guess,” you frown, looking over at him, “Thank you.” 

“You don’t need to thank me y/n, it’s the mature thing to do, right? Let's put everything behind us, I just want to move on.”

“Yeah, me too.” You smile, cursing Angela because whatever her plan here was, it certainly worked. 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to take another one?” He asks, motioning to the pizza boxes

“No! You’re already carrying 4, Vin. We'll be back in a couple minutes anyway.”

To say you were happy that whatever happened between you and Vin was now resolved was an understatement, because you really loved his company. As you brought the pizzas in, Angela got the door for you two, giving you a look to say ‘I told you so’. 

“Vin you’re needed out here!” You hear Justin call out, and Vinny dumps his pizza boxes down on the table in the green room before making his way out. 

“So… I see you two haven’t killed each other. Worked things out?” She crossed her arms with a smirk as you went through each box and checked your notes app to find whose was whose. 

“I think so,” you said, “I didn’t expect him to just forgive me that easily but he did?”

“Like I told you, he doesn’t hate you, baby. He doesn’t have the ability to.” She chuckled, and some of the guys started to come into the room. 

“Ryan, this is yours and… Ruffilo’s. This is Bryan and Noah���s, that one’s Folio's and Justins, this one is Chris’, that one there’s for Matt and Jolly…”

You gave out everyone’s pizzas, and when you sat down pizza-less, Vinny noticed and shuffled over to the spot on the couch next to you. 

“Wanna share?” He asked, holding a slice out for you. You weren’t hungry, not after only having your lunch an hour ago, but you took it anyway and thanked him. 

“Got any ketchup?” You joked, a slight smirk on his lips as he looked at you in horror. 

His face lit up, telling you he had an idea, and before you knew it he was digging through a plastic bag in the corner of the room, walking back with packets of mayo and ketchup, catching the attention of the others.

“You’re not…” You couldn’t finish your sentence as he towered over you, opening the packet of ketchup and putting it on your slice of pizza. “You bitch!” You gasped, putting it back down in the box and snatching one of the packets of mayo from him, covering a slice in it and handing it out to him. 

“I will if you will.” He shrugged. 

“Vin, you can’t be serious.” 

“I’m totally serious, why? Are you scared?”

“No! Are you?” 

“Pfft! Of course not, I'm not a pussy!” He shook his head.

"Oh yeah?" You raised an eyebrow.

“How long do you reckon it’ll be until they fuck?” Ryan asked, watching the of you, and Folio and Angela both snorted, earning questionable looks off the others, especially Noah.

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Motionless had just finished playing, and as it was Bryan’s day to go out and shoot some photos for Bad Omens so you stayed back in the green room. Through Motionless’s set, you and Nicholas were having a debate on whether Ricky or Vinny was taller, and you both settled on believing it was Rick- but throughout their set, and the hours leading up to it, Noah didn’t speak a word to you. You just assumed it was so nobody suspected anything after last night, but he genuinely seemed pissed off. He didn’t even laugh when you made any jokes, he didn’t even bother to ask you what Matt thought of the pictures. 

It wouldn’t have bothered you so much if Angela didn’t also pick up on his behaviour. As the Bad Omens guys left to get ready to go on, she came and sat by you. 

“Someone is clearly jealous of you and Vin,” she chuckled, “It’s funny really. He has no idea does he?”

“Who has no idea of what?” You asked, repositioning yourself to sit cross legged on the couch. 

“Noah doesn’t know about you and Vin, but Vinny knows everything about you and Noah.”

“Ang, please. Vinny was only telling me to tell Noah this morning, but I don’t see why I have to.”

“Because he hasn’t spoken to you all afternoon, he’s been watching you and Vin eye fuck and he’s jealous.”

“We weren’t-”

“Girl, I saw what I saw. If Noah really meant as much to you as it seems, you would’ve realised too. Ryan certainly did.”

“What did I do?” You heard Ryan ask, setting his mask down on the table and shaking his sweaty hair. 

“Nothing.” Angela smiled, as she finished packing her makeup away, “See you guys on Friday!” 

You forgot you all had the day off tomorrow, meaning another night in a hotel bed instead of the tour bus, and you were grateful. 

“Update!” You heard Vin say, and as you turned around you saw the dreaded sight of Ricky with his camera, and you got up ready to flee, “We literally just got off stage, I went nuts out there, we all went nuts out there... I think I need a shower… Hey y/n, do you think I need a shower?” He was suddenly invading your personal space, his arms wrapping around you in a scarily sweaty hug, and what was left of his body paint was rubbing off on you. 

“Vincenzo I swear if you don’t let go of me right now!” You threatened, pushing him away. 

“Y/n, give me an update!” Rick smiled behind the camera. 

“Update- Is this my first update? Vin stinks, and I’m gonna beat his ass for covering me in sweaty paint!” 

“You would never!” You hear him shout from the hallway, presumably on his way to get changed. 

“Oh yeah?” You grin, quickly reaching in your bag for your deodorant and chasing him. 

“Shit!” He laughs, watching you walk into the dressing room and approach him, “I’m sorry!” 

“Oh yeah?” You smirk, ready to spray him, but he reaches out, taking your wrists in his hands, fighting you off. “Vinny!” You laugh as he tackles you.

You end up pushed up against the wall, his hands holding your wrists above your head as you can't help but giggle, ready to surrender.

“Woah!” Justin's eyes widen as he walks in, “Please tell me I’m not interrupting anything!” 

“No,” you say as you wiggle out of Vinny’s grasp, “Not at all!” 

Justin looks unsure as he looks between the two of you. 

“I’d tell you guys to get a room, but you both have one, and I’d much rather you do… Whatever this is there.” He chuckles. 

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@rumoured-whispers @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lma1986 @thisbicc @dominuslunae @miss570 @miamore0570 @jilliemiw86 @itsyaboinoah

[sso-montana]

Undead

Word Count: 4k Rating: Mature Warnings: explicit descriptions of violence, lots of violence, like seriously, blood, injury, attempted cannibalism ?, the horrors of turning into a vampire, gremlin I am sorry for doing this to Sabine

@dark-rider-pr

Montana knew this had been her idea. She was the one who had come up to Sabine with the proposal, the idea of being the one to give her the potion after she turned. Was she still mad at the Dark Rider for attacking her back then? Yeah. Was she still furious about the claw marks that now covered the lower half of her face? Fucking hell she was. If it hadn’t been for doctor Eiren and druid medicine who knew how long she would’ve had to deal with the wound reopening (not to mention the risk of it getting infected out in the wild).

But the memories of her first feed, the terror and realization of what she had done, of seeing Judy’s torn up body and lifeless eyes and the taste of blood in her mouth, were even more vivid. It was burned into her brain, a shiver running down her back every time she thought back to it. 

No one should have to go through that, not even someone like Sabine. Being lucid while feeding on a person was one thing, it was a whole different ordeal if you couldn’t control yourself. To be trapped in your own brain, aware of what you were doing and how you were acting, to feel your teeth and claws rip at flesh and arteries. Screaming and begging with your body to stop and still being unable to compose yourself even the tiniest bit because of the gnawing hunger and primal instincts that didn’t feel like yourself- 

Shaking her head the former blacksmith turned her focus back on to the potion brewing in the small pot in front of her. Cornelia had been kind enough to let her make a copy of the recipe that witch- Sive- had given the other vampires. The news that there was a potion, a supplement for the blood, had been the best news Montana had heard in weeks (even if her first reaction had been to be mad over the fact that all these months she could’ve just been drinking a damn potion instead of having to feed on humans). During the first four days in their little safe-space (which would not be safe at all once Sabine woke up again, it was more so to keep the outside safe from them) she had taken to stashing bottle after bottle of supplement around the circle. Always in pairs of two and a certain distance away from each other. It was the closest thing she had to a strategy; dump two bottles down Sabine’s throat and go for the next pair. Jay had explained how for Lisa, who had been in hibernation when they found her, a total of four bottles had been needed. 

“Let’s go with six. Although you better have some more ready, just to be sure.” 

They were right, of course. There was no chance in hell that Montana would be able to get six whole bottles down Sabine’s throat before she would start fighting back. The Dark Rider was already a ruthless fighter without the addition of "vampire’s first feed" feral. Bloodshed was a certainty and not because of the fact that she’d have to somehow keep the other girl somewhat still. 

Sabine had gotten infected while they were feeding Anne, Cornelia had lost two fingers to Lisa and neither of them had been alone while going up against the feral vampires. Montana had no one but her axe and anger once the Dark Rider woke up. Which was just fine for her. Not that there were many other viable options other than her; Katja and Jay were still suppressing their magic (plus Sabine was their sister), Cornelia had already been injured before. Lisa wasn’t the type of person to do something like this, there was no chance in hell Sabine would allow Florence to and Anne was Aideen-Knows-Where. This way no one else but her would have to risk getting hurt or even killed while going up against a Dark Rider.

A feral, hungry Dark-Rider-Vampire that was a foot taller than her and would be out for blood. She could almost hear Justin’s voice in her head yelling at her that ‘that’s not a plan, that’s a suicide mission!’ 

Yeah, not telling him about this had been for the best.

As the liquid inside the pot bubbled she let out a groan before turning around and looking over to where Sabine had curled up. The Rider looked exactly like a stage four zombie; eyes and cheeks were sunken in, her body nothing more than a skeleton covered by a thin layer of unnatural, purple skin. A few wefts of hair were still clinging to her skull while the rest had fallen out over the course of the past two weeks. 

It wouldn’t be long until she woke up again, until they could finally leave this damn circle. The fight that was slowly creeping closer as the minutes ticked by wasn’t what was making her restless. It wasn’t the cold or being separated from Onyx or even being stuck together with Sabine (though, granted, it wasn’t like the two of them had been able to hold much of a conversation).

But being confined to a tiny circle in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do but sit around and cook what was essentially soup? That part was, perhaps, making her a little restless. (And yes, the space Jay had made for them wasn’t small per se, but after spending months out in the open having to be stuck in a single area was driving her up the invisible walls).

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Montana had been staring at Sabine’s unmoving form for at least an hour when the first sign of life came. The growl had been low, quiet. Something that could easily be chucked up to one's imagination if it came out of nowhere. Not if that someone had spent the last few months in a constant state of survival mode with the added bonus of enhanced hearing. 

Eyes fixed on the corpse- vampire? undead person?-  lying on the other side of the circle the former blacksmith stuck her axe into the ground, the wooden handle facing towards the direction of the Dark Rider. With two bottles of potion held in one hand she started walking towards Sabine, fluffy snow crunching beneath her boots as the blizzard around her seemed to grow stronger. Despite what every fiber in her body told her she kept a slow and steady pace. Alerting the Dark Rider right at the start of their fight and risking sending her into an early rampage would only complicate things. The former blacksmith apprentice had to use the window of time she had between Sabine regaining consciousness and going feral to get as many potions as possible down the others throat. After that nothing was certain. 

Still, she had made a promise. 

Once only a few feet separated them Montana started to uncap the first of the bottles, magenta eyes never leaving the quivering, gurgling form of Sabine. The second, still closed potion was dropped in the snow before the former blacksmith apprentice rolled the Dark Rider onto her back. Her chest, all skin and bones, was heaving in slow motion. Eyes, soulless and emitting a faint glow the same color as her own irises, staring right at her. The knowledge that at some point she herself had looked like this sent a shiver down her spine.

Not wanting to waste another second Montana kneeled beside Sabine’s head, pinching her nose and pressing the bottle of supplement against her lips. Its contents quickly flowed down the other’s throat as her swallow reflex set in. The bony chest was starting to rise more frequently, more rhythmically.

‘Better hurry this up’ 

Discarding the empty bottle somewhere in the snow the former blacksmith reached for the next one. The movements were almost mechanical. Open the lid, press it against her lips. Watch out for any form of movement. With each gulp of liquid going down Sabine’s throat her heart started beating faster in anticipation of something. 

Half the potion was gone before the Dark Rider’s eyes widened. Arms and legs, albeit slow and clunky, started to move. Montana cursed under her breath. With a quick motion she shifted her position, moving one of her legs over and across Sabine’s shoulder and collarbone while the other one stayed on the snow-covered ground. Bony hands started clawing at her legs and torso as the Dark Rider started to regain more control over her limbs. Sharp collar bones dug into her shin, sending wave after wave of pain through Montana’s body.

As soon as the second potion had been downed and the bottle removed a bat-like scream tore through the air. Had she not removed her hand quickly enough it most likely would’ve met the same fate as Cornelia’s had. The struggle beneath her leg grew as the potion did what was its job, help Sabine recover. Unfortunately for Montana the other’s mind, unlike her physical strength, would only return once the feed had been completed. 

Time was running out and quicker than she had expected. 

The next batch of potions wasn’t too far away. Using Sabine’s chest as a stepping stool and causing a screech to leave the vampire's lips, which she definitely did not smirk at, no no, Montana scrambled to her feet. 

Her heart was pounding like crazy, the blood pulsing in her veins warming her up enough to no longer feel the biting cold of the blizzard around them. Only a couple more steps. Behind her Sabine was screaming.

Just as she was about to reach the bottles something sharp dug into her leg, piercing through fabric and skin. She cried out in pain before being violently pulled to the ground. Her face smashed into the cold snow, a muffled groan leaving her lips as her forehead and nose collided with the frozen soil. Quickly reaching out with one of her hands her fingertips almost brushed against one of the bottles before the distance between them grew again.

‘Shit!’  

Dirt and stones were scraping across her face as the claw on her leg dragged her backwards. Behind her the gurgling and uncanny sounds that sounded a lot like incoherent zombie blubbering grew louder. Her foot hit something solid, bone-like and Montana took it as her cue to turn the fuck around. Twisting her upper body she got a perfectly good look at one of Sabine’s hands digging into her left calf as the other was reaching for her other leg. 

“Fuck off!” With as much force as she could muster she kicked the heel of her right boot up against a bony jaw. Another kick followed, this time straight into the middle of Sabine’s face. It took two more of those before she could finally pull her leg free from the claw. 

Ignoring the stinging pain in her calf Montana decided against going for the closer potions, instead sprinting towards the direction of her axe. She couldn’t get another potion down, not without a proper weapon by her side for defense. And while the knives on her were pretty useful in certain situations they wouldn’t be of much help in this one.

Hearing the screaming behind her Montana managed to turn around just in time to evade an attack aimed directly at her face. A stretched out claw nearly grazed her cheek as Sabine’s malnourished form stumbled past her, barely managing to stay on her feet as she did so. With the Dark Rider trying to regain her balance it gave the former blacksmith apprentice enough time to raise her balled fists in anticipation, fuchsia colored flames engulfing her hands. 

As the Dark Rider turned around to face her again their face was met with a fist of fire. Two, three, four times. Each time Montana’s knuckles connected with her opponent's skull she could feel the pain sending shockwaves through her entire body. On the fifth punch Sabine finally fell backwards.

Extinguishing the flames, the former blacksmith apprentice continued her run towards her camp. Her knuckles felt like they were on fire, scratched open and bleeding from repeatedly hitting against what was essentially pure bones. There was a roar this time, guttural and angry and heading in her direction.

She really had pissed her off now.

Grabbing one of the nearest bottles and stashing it away in the pocket strapped to her thigh, Montana pulled her axe out of the ground, its metal blade glistening in the afternoon sun.

Sabine was half running, half crawling towards her like some weird cryptid-type-shit monster while screaming like a banshee. 

The smaller vampire shifted her grip on the weapon, wrapping both hands around the wooden handle as she got into position. She dropped her shoulders, eyes narrowing at the rapidly approaching form of Sabine, raising her harms and- 

There was a loud clang ringing through the air as the flat side of the metal blade collided with Sabine’s bony cheek. The Dark Rider’s body was thrown to the side, landing face first in the snow, unmoving.

In a matter of seconds Montana had jumped on the others back, slamming the axe into the ground beside them before pressing her full weight down on her shoulder blades. She pulled at the remaining hair on the other’s head, ignoring the ear-ringing screaming and lifting the skull just enough to wrap her legs around a thin neck. Her legs were propping up Sabine’s head while her free hand pinched and pulled at her nose. Pulling out the bottle and opening it with one hand she waited for another scream to leave the Rider’s lips before pressing the bottle against them.

Staying somewhat stable atop of Sabine’s restless form turned out to be more of a challenge than she had anticipated. Her legs tightened around the others neck as the other vampire shifted beneath her, clawing at the ground and moving her legs- 

The realization of what her opponent was trying to do came too late. Sabine was already standing up, albeit hunched over, before the last drop of the potion left the bottle. Claws tore open more of Montana’s pants and the skin on her legs. She was holding onto wefts of hair and bony shoulders for dear life as Sabine trashed from side to side, screaming and roaring like a wild animal. 

In the end her attempts to cling onto her were futile. Even in this form the Dark Rider was still a foot taller than her with the added difficulty of not offering much to hang on to. 

Montana was thrown off, her body flying through the air before hitting the ground once, twice. She gasped, ears ringing and limbs aching as she tried to get back on her feet. ‘Keep going, keep going. You can’t waste time.’ 

Axe. She needed her axe. It wasn’t too far away.

Neither was Sabine. 

With another scream the vampire lunged at her. There wasn’t enough time to move out the way. Both vampires rolled through the snow. The Dark Rider was going for her head, claws pressing her shoulders into the hard ground as fangs tried to get a bite out of her face. 

Dodging the attacks (which was just moving her head from side to side) the girl reached for the knife strapped to her thigh. Once she got a hold of the blade she pulled it out of its pocket before ramming it into the other’s side. With as much pressure as she could she dug it as deep as her strength and position allowed for, twisting it around before removing it and repeating the action below the first stab wound. Sabine cried out in pain, one of her claws leaving Montana’s shoulder and trying to get a hold of the hand that was attacking her. With one of her shoulders freed the former blacksmith apprentice used her chance and flipped them both over. The knife was rammed into the middle of Sabine’s ribcage who in turn fully let go of the smaller girl. 

Even with her unsteady legs Montana managed to get to her axe before the Dark Rider recovered enough to get on their feet. 

Three potions. She had already managed to get three down. Just three more. 

No biggy. Not at all.

She eyed the pair of bottles closest to her before turning back to look at Sabine, scrambling back onto her feet and screaming and screeching at her. Montana changed the grip on her weapon as the feral vampire started running towards her once again, the knife still embedded in the middle of her chest. 

She couldn’t kill her. That would defeat the whole purpose of this, not to mention what Dark Core would do if they found out she had killed one of her Dark Riders.

Dropping to her knees just before the Rider had a chance to get a grip on her she rammed the shorter side of the axe into their shin and immediately pulled it out again. 

It wasn’t deep enough to sever the leg, just a flesh wound to slow the other down (she might be suicidal but not crazy enough that she’d want to experience Florences’ wrath for cutting off her partners limbs). 

Sabine toppled over her, crashing face-first into the snow while screaming in agony. In a matter of seconds Montana dove over to the potions stashed in the snow. Behind her the Dark Rider was already crawling towards her, snow and dirty flying through the air as she did. The last few meters were a half-walk-half-crawl attempt from Sabines side before she once again lunged directly at her face.

One of her hands which had been holding a bottle of supplement came up as a reflex and this time it was Montana's turn to cry out in pain. Fangs pierced through cloth and flesh, digging into muscles and threatening to crush the bones of her forearm.

Reaching for the knife still stuck in the other's chest, which had disappeared almost completely between skin and bones due to her fall, the smaller girl pulled it out before ramming it back into purple skin, aiming for the patch of skin between shoulder and collar bone. She gritted her teeth, twisting the knife around the wound and, finally, her arm was freed. Putting all her energy behind it Montana kicked her leg up and against Sabine’s side, sending her to the ground, right next to the second potion.

Her foot slammed down on the vampire's chest, pushing her flat against the snow before dropping down to her knees. One hand quickly pinched the Riders nose as the other uncapped the bottle, pressing it against her lips. Nails scratched against her legs and torso causing her to let out a pained hiss. 

The empty bottle was thrown away, lost somewhere among the mix of white and red snow, Montana’s hand immediately reaching for the next potion. She just so managed to avoid having her arm chomped on a second time before thrusting the next bottle against Sabine’s lips. ‘One more. Just one more’ The thought kept pinging around her head as the second bottle was emptied. She had to hurry, had to get to another stack of potions, fast. Just as soon as she had stood up Sabine had scrambled to go after her. Something pierced her leg again, a scream ,not unlike the ones from Sabine, leaving her lips as teeth and fangs bore into her calf. Without thinking too much about it Montana turned around, grabbing her axe and swinging it at Sabine’s side. The metal pierced through skin and flesh, a scream that almost made her blood freeze ringing through the air. 

This was fine. It would be fine. They had Lisa and Cornelia and Florence. They could patch up Sabine.

Leaving the weapon stuck in the bigger vampire’s side the former blacksmith apprentice made a run for the nearest potion stack, picking up both bottles just in case. One was put into her pocket, the other she kept in her hand.

As she sprinted back to where Sabine was kneeling on the ground her free hand reached for her axe and pulled it out the Ridere’s side. The unopened potion was put between her teeth in order to wrap both hands around the wooden handle. She raised her leg, the sole of her boot colliding with the Rider’s chest as she kicked her opponent flat onto their back.  

Heart racing she swung the weapon down. 

The scream that followed as metal pierce through skin and bones would’ve sent birds flying if there were any. Sabine was struggling against the blade, screeching as the more she moved the deeper the metal cut into her shoulder. It had cut through flesh and bone, going straight through her shoulder and into the snow-covered ground.

Sabine was effectively pinned down. 

Montana’s hands shook slightly as she uncapped the bottle, squatting down beside the raving vampire and pinching her nose. One of her knees dropped to the ground as her other leg pressed against the pierced shoulder. An almost perfect mirror of the position she had used to get the second potion down her throat. As soon as another scream tore through the air the girl pressed the bottle against Sabine’s lips. 

Once the last drop of liquid was gone Montana removed the bottle, standing up on shaky legs and simply letting the glass fall from her hands. Her whole body was trembling. Heart racing. ‘This was enough, right?’

The next scream that tore through the air pulled her back to reality. She hurried to pull the axe out of the Rider’s shoulder, the cry cutting through the forest as soon as the metal was removed being more reminiscent of a wounded animal than a human being. 

Which they weren’t. They weren’t human beings, why should they sound like them? 

Panting from exhaustion she started to back away from Sabine, dropping her axe only a couple meters away while her shaking legs carried her a bit further. She watched as Sabine cried and screamed, curling up on her side as the red area around her shoulder grew bigger.

The Dark Rider wasn’t going after her anymore, that meant the supplement must’ve been enough.

Right? 

Only after the axe marked a sort of halfway point between the two vampires did she allow herself to collapse in the snow. The purple seemed to slowly fade from Sabine’s skin.

The freezing winds cutting across the bite wounds on her leg and arm weren’t even half as bad as what she had done to Sabine but god, did they still hurt like a bitch. She was faintly aware of the claw marks scattered across her body, though they were only a dull ache compared to where Sabine’s fangs had nearly crushed her bones.

God, how bad must the Riders shoulder and leg hurt, then?

Somewhere in the back of her brain she could register that the barrier had fallen, at least if the shocked gasps to her left were anything to go by. The area must’ve looked like a battlefield. Both of them were drenched in blood, their own as well as from the other, while at least half of the once fluffy snow that covered the area had turned into pink slush. 

In a matter of seconds Florence and Khaan were by Sabine’s side, trying to calm her down and assessing the damage. The screaming and crying did send a pang of guilt through Montana’s stomach. She had beaten her up pretty bad. 

Then again Sabine had messed up her face. They were basically even now.

Florence was shaking her head as her hands did their best to sooth Sabines crying from. 

“Fuck me, Montana. We’re you trying to fucking kill her?”

“This was kinder. Trust me.” After trying, and failing, to get back onto her feet the former blacksmith let out a pained groan. The leg that had been bitten by Sabine was aching horribly. She felt like passing out. “And for the record, no, I wasn’t trying to kill her. I was trying to stay fucking alive while she went for my head. Multiple times.”

[practicedvmm13fullofpotatoes]

Uhm. Have a note I made whilst sleep deprived a few like.. weeks ago

Yes, I did edit it. A lot

Favorite longform characters because I can't sleep

(LONG POST!! ↓)

Father Andrews

A Christian with Buddhist beliefs? Normal AJ shenanigans. No but tell me a time where he hasn't mixed two things together, confusing the crowd and the other guys.

I'll wait.

Alexa

Look, Tom characters always have my heart, soul and wallet, okay? Alexa is just so :) I love her :)

Don Cicicio

Was torn between the two Tom characters. I absolutely adore Jimmy but ough Don Cicicio my beloved... He's so morally wrong but he's so silly I love him. Fucking indirectly liked AJ's head.. So silly.. So evil..

André Betroot (+ his tutu wearing assistant)

The only reccuring character I can think of. He's so iconic that he just materialized into a different play. I'm his biggest fan I adore him so much!! (Somerset Beetroots! & Bobsleigh Bobsleigh! have been stuck in my brain to the point where I have to blurt it out every time I remember it and I blame Luke for that)

Witch Finder General

I don't make the rules. The one with the most lines that end up stuck in my brain becomes my favorite. I love WFG so so so much he's so so so silly yet so so so morally questionable.

Inga

Became my favorite because she knows what to do with wolves and is the only character I can think of that isn't German in this play. Her different accent gave me mild whiplash and I love that.

Mary

WOMEN IN STEM!! LOOK I DON'T MAKE THE RULES. THE MOMENT A CHARACTER IS MY TYPE IS THE MOMENT THEY BECOME MY FAVORITE (+ she also has the most lines I have ingrained in my brain). I LOVE MARY SO SO SO SOOOO MUCH!!

Mario The Sheep

Again, the moment a character has the most lines stuck in my brain is the favorite. Mario has me baa-ing almost every time I talk. I blame him for all the weird looks my mom gives me when I go "🐑Inbred?🐑"

Philip + Derek

Philip spoke one time, never appeared again. I love other assistant Philip so much. That one audience member has my wallet because I willingly gave it to them. But of course, assistant Derek has my heart. Love the Woodmans so so much.

Troll Mother

Obvious pick was Troll Son BUT I love Troll Mother purely because she appeared twice and only spoke in one of those appearances.

Juliet

Obvious pick. I love homocidal women who are pretty :) She's just so :)

Sherlock Holmes

Shirley Houses is my favorite detective!! Or was it Sherry Lots? Uh... BASTA!! THEM!! MY FAVORITE!! That's all :)

Priscilla's Mother

I forgot her name but I love her so much. DO NOT INSULT HER STAGECRAFT!! She's doing her best :) But anyways, most lines remembered = favorite :)

Marty jr.

First character that I've thought about for hours after watching the play, probably because TEMAWK is the first play I finished. So so chaotic and so so homicidal. I love that little bastard :)

Derek

The way I went "DEREK SPOTTED!!" when he was introduced should be concerning. No but he's so silly and I love him. We love a man that isn't toxic like his best mate is :)

Justin Willoughby

I already put André so!! More Tom characters!! Justin is coping terribly and I want to give him a hug for it. He's just so :( I love him so so so much :( My poor boy :(

Peter Steven

This is the 10th Tom character on the list. There are currently 16 characters as of writing this. I'm not sure if I just love Tom or just really love Tom. Anyways, FREE MY MANS!!! HE JJST WANTS TO PLAY OUTSIDE AND BE A HEALTHY CHILD :((

Johnny + Janae

Look, I know this is supposed to be favorite character and not favorite characterS but.. I love both of them so so so much they're my bebes.. You cannot have one without the other and you cannot convince me otherwise. They're just so me-core I lav them :)

Mrs. Xavier

Certified 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 seven days a week </3 She just put the thought of her child fucking her other child's husband in her mind, let the chaos happen, and then just took the thought back in her own because "it's good".

James James

He's like. The only character I genuinely remember from The Prime Minister's First Day (I definitely need to rewatch this one) but he's just so sillaye I love him.

Theresa May

Important character that knows how to defeat the antagonist, dies immediately. I don't know why but a character being introduced as important but then dies almost immediately is so funny to me and bumps them up to favorite character status.

That one person who scrum

Genuinely the only thing I remembered from The Ingredients is the scene where Sam just SCREAMS.

Marie-Claire

Was only mentioned, but Cliff and Chip talking about her death immediately shot her up to favorite character status. No but the idea of her just going "wee!!" when she threw herself off a cliff, while depressing, is incredibly funny to me.

Persephone

ANOTHER Tom character. I'm so so sorry but I love Tom so so much he's just so good at any role he assumes and just.... Persephone is not an exception to this.

Fullset O'Hands (+ Caravan Hutch... Or is his name Lots?)

Okay. These two freaks are just so :3 I'M SORRY BUT YOU CAN'T JUST GIVE ME TWO WEIRDOS AND EXPECT ME TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THEM. THEY'RE SO ME-CORE I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH.

Andrew

SAVE MY BOY!!! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!!! HE WAS JUST A BIT EAGER!!! FREE HIM!!!

Magnus O'puss

Don't give me Tom playing a character like THIS and expect me to act normally. I'm sorry but sometimes I can't tell if I want to be them or if I want them. Tom playing the fandom's queer icon definitely makes it harder for me to decide.

Pointy

Again, you cannot give me a weirdo and expect me to be okay about it. He's just so :) I lav him :)

Scottish Batman

YOU DON'T TELL SCOTTISH BATMAN TO FUCK OFF!! HE IS THE NIGHT!!! HE IS VENGEANCE INCARNATE!!!!

That fucking kid

I'm sorry but that little "Rapier!! :D" got me. WHY ARE TOM'S KID CHARACTERS SO :3 YET SO D: I'M SOBBING ON THE FLOOR HE CAN'T DO THIS TO ME

The barkeep

"Be careful™". That's. That's all. That's all you need to know (PS. The way he fucking fell omfg)

The French kraken

It's uh. The only character I can remember at the moment so uh. Half-mime half-giant octopus my beloved 🛐

The blond dog

Again, only "character" I can rember atm. Luke was 100% going for horse. Nooo noo, that's blond dog 👍 (was this even in this play? i don't know)

D.I Mannering

You can't just give me a character that goes against their sibling and ends up killing them because they're on opposing sides and expect me NOT to imagine terrible tragedies happening

The witches

Fucking freaks. Absolute weirdos. I love them mfs </3

Amanda

I don't really remember this play but I remember really liking Amanda for some reason

Don Juan's wife

I forgot her name but I LOVE HER SO MUCH RGHHSSGHD. She just slays so much ough.......

Xavier

The obvious choice. 19th Tom character on the list btw. Anyways. C'est Xavier!! C'est Xavier!! Aaaaaah!! *fains cutely*

[idontplaytrack]

Capri x Darby sibling!reader

Cuddling movie night

ghost Capri?

Reader can see and feel Capri like she’s fully there but reader has never told Darby

Ghost of you

Capri Donahue x Harper!Sibling fem reader(ft. Darby

Warnings: mentions to Capri’s accident + death, coarse language, angst

“If I can’t get close to you,

I’ll settle for the ghost of you,

I miss you more than life,

I miss you more than life”

“I miss you like crazy, Capri.” You mumbled to yourself, staring at a photo of you and her on your phone. Sure, you missed her. Because technically, she was dead. But you could still see her. You didn’t believe that was possible, well— until it happened to you. 

You knew your sister Darby had the ability to see the deados, as she liked to call them. But you have never had the ability until after Capri’s death. The news hit you like a shitton of bricks. And you had to go through it all alone, pretending that you were okay because no one knew you two were even dating in the first place. Mainly because Darby hated her, so you didn’t want to tell anyone and especially Darby. You didn’t want your relationship with your sister to go awry. 

“Hey.” Darby was home from school, “How ya feeling? Any better? Or should I call Dad to have him take you to urgent care?”

“Darbs.” You managed a chuckle, “It’s just a migraine. I’ve had a stressful week, that's all.”

Your older sister squinted, “Are you sure?” Setting down a thin stack of papers consisting of your homework.

“Yes.” You nodded, “I’m sure. Thanks for bringing back my homework.” 

“Of course.” She gave you a little smile. “Gonna pop a frozen pizza in the fridge for lunch. You want anything else?”

“Nope.”

“Alright.”

After Darby put the pizza in the oven, she went upstairs to take a shower. And you…you continued lounging on the couch alone. Until Capri just appeared next to you. “Hi.” She said with a smile. 

“Hey.” You frowned, then you felt her hand on your thigh. As comforting as that was, it still freaked you out. It’s been nearly a month, and that was still the case. Capri’s chuckle every time she feels you flinch then squeezed your thigh in response. “You promised a movie night.” You spoke into your phone to conceal the fact that Capri was here. 

“I know.” Capri replied, “That’s why I’m here.”

“Took you awhile.”

“I know.” She continued, “Your sister can see ghosts. I was going to show up but then she came home. I didn’t want to get caught.”

“Since when did you care about getting caught?” You sulked.

“Okay, where is this coming from?”

You huffed, leaning back against the backrest of the couch, “I don’t know.”

“Yes you do.” Capri squinted. 

“Let’s just watch the movie.” You changed the subject quickly. “We don’t have a lot of time before she’s downstairs again after her shower. She put a pizza in the oven. Like I even want to eat.”

Her brows knit together in worry but you don’t see it, neither does she say anything. You picked a movie then hit play, Capri wrapped her arms around you like it was a reflex. You really loved it, but you just could not shake the heaviness in your head. You hadn’t been able to do that for weeks. After about half an hour, you hear the sound of Darby’s bedroom door click open. But, you didn’t want to get up. Fuck it, why hide? You’ve hid your relationship long enough. She’s already gone.

“What the hell— y/n, are you going to explain?”

“I already took the pizza out, it’s fine.”

“I am not talking about pizza.”

“Oh, this?” You glanced between her and Capri, “Been going on since she died. I know she died, no thanks to you. I found out, from her ex of all people. He told me you were there when it happened, then you were just going about your day like nothing happened. I know you’ve seen plenty of dead people, but nothing beats the embarrassment of crying in the arms of some guy I haven't uttered a full sentence to.”

Darby just looked at you, breath caught in her throat, “Sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t— I didn’t know you two were together.” Her voice cracked. You had lost in the heat of the moment, but it was what you’ve been bottling up inside you for the entire time since you found out the news. “Even he was sorry for my loss.” You scoffed, “He knew. I don’t know how— but James knew we were together. I only hid it because you hated her, and now it’s too late. I shouldn’t have to hide, now I can’t do anything but cherish these moments before she moves on.”

Darby swallowed tears as she sat down next to you slowly. The dialogue from the movie begins to overlap with the voice in your head, causing a mess. You wanted to yell at the TV, you wanted to scream at Darby and cry. “A part of me died when mom died, and another part of me died along with Capri.” You sniffled, “I really don’t know how much more of this I can take. I had to go through it all alone…now that I’m old enough to understand? It’s so much worse because I am feeling it all. I couldn’t go to Dad because I’d worry him to death, and I couldn’t come to you because you wouldn’t get it. But everyday, my heart is hurting. Because I had to hide, because I absolutely did not get enough time with her. That time I had the flu…dad had to work, you went to school. She came by, spent time with me and took care of me until it was time for you to come home. Then she had to leave because— oh my God, how I wish she could’ve just stayed with me because I needed her. I wanted her to hold me. But she went home, she didn’t want us to get caught and have you yell at us. She didn’t want me to have to explain.”

“I’m staying.”

“Why?” You peeked at her, “It’s not fair to you. You shouldn’t be stuck here because of me.”

“I chose to stay.” Capri’s voice quivered, “I wanted more time with you. As selfish as it is…you’re right. We didn’t have enough time with each other.”

You turned back to face Darby, “You came home that day I was sick and laughed at the fact that she skipped school, and the next day, saying she was stupid. It was an idiotic remark. She got sick because of me.”

“How can I help now?” Darby asked, “Please.”

“I don’t know.” You sighed heavily, “I don’t fucking know. I don't want to lose her forever. But she can’t stay here forever because of one person.”

“I’m giving myself a reason to stay. I have given myself a reason to stay, and that’s you.”

“Fuck.” You groaned, sobbing. “I don’t know what to do, I don’t—I don't want to have to settle for the ghost of you, but—” Capri hugs you tightly and you just sobbed your eyes out. “If you want me to move on, that’s okay. It’s only fair that I do that so you can move on too.”

“I can’t— I can’t move on, Capri.” You admitted, “I don’t know how. I waited my whole life for someone like you, I don’t know how I can wait for another lifetime to meet someone else. Someone who’s not you.”

“She can stay. As long as that’s what you both want, she can stay.” 

Darby hears the heartbreaking hurt in your voice. This was an incredibly difficult decision. Even she didn’t know what to do. 

“I can stay, baby.” She rubs your back before she pulled away just enough to press a tender kiss to your forehead. Capri held your face in her hands, swiping away the falling tears. 

“You both should know that I can’t bring back the dead.”

Capri glared at your sister while you just cried harder, you already knew that. But now was not the time to bring it up again. “The choice is entirely up to you. This is as good as it can get if you’re a stayer. You’re stuck in this outfit in this dimension.”

“I’ll stay.” Capri decided, “No matter life takes you, there’s nowhere you go that I wouldn’t be with you. No matter what happens, I’ll always be here. Even if you move on eventually, then I'll move on too. Then…we’ll have all the memories to remind us of all the good times we had together. But we will meet again, some way, somehow, someday.”

“Okay.” You sniffed, nodding against her chest, “Okay.”

Darby hands you a tissue, you took it. “Now, will you please eat something?” Capri nudged, “I may not be around all the time but I see things, you know? I want you to take care of yourself. No excuses.”

"Let's go have some pizza." Darby tilted her head towards the kitchen island where you left the pizza. "Capri, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too." Capri nodded, "Can I be here until your Dad comes home?"

"Yeah." Darby acknowledged with a curt nod, then she looked at you, "Wanna eat in front of the TV? So you guys can finish up the movie?"

You licked your lips, silently nodding your head, trying not to cry again. "You have to tell Dad, that you two were together...if he asks." "I will when I'm ready." You inhaled unsteadily.

"You'll be okay, with time. Be easy on yourself." Capri intertwined your fingers with hers.

Darby chimed in, "And for what it's worth...I'll be here for you too. It is a crazy tough thing to work through alone. I know it's seemed like I don't care, and if I ever made you feel like that, I'm sorry. But you have my word that from now on...I will be here."

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Wasn’t sure how I wanted to write this one so it took me forever, but thanks for waiting, anon:’)

[shayshaybiscuit25]

Goodness me, my original ask started some mess I see. 😅

Shay this is a bit long, but I think I make decent points & dropped some truth bombs that everyone can agree with regardless of how they feel. Thank you all for reading and ……..here we go……… 🫣😮‍💨

Let’s begin……..for those who really believe Chris is racist or ain’t shit for associating with these fools……why be here at all?

As mentioned before, many of us believe this is PR and understand we do NOT know details. On the outside looking in it’s very easy to go “omg why didn’t he just end this, he’s just like them”, yet we also understand Hollywoood is a business, yes?

We understand complex things go on behind the scenes that look so simplistic and easy to us from our limited perspective.

Yes, I understand things look awful, but I need people to understand we don’t know what the hell is truly going on and I say that because it’s clear as day that something is off.

Look if Chris were selling this and acting like nothing was wrong then everyone would be losing their minds, and she would have ammo, but enough stuff has happened where you can see he doesn’t like her, he’s performing and that’s probably why he’s acting has switched up (having to horribly act in real life is affecting his actual craft) there are numerous holes in the cheese 🧀 of course the question stems…..then why marry the girl especially knowing she has racist friends…….please go back and refer to the previous and third red paragraphs.

We might not know details but we know Chris isn’t comfortable in this arrangement, of course many reading will roll their eyes at this statement, okay fair. 🙄

I’ll do you all one better, karma is real and for those that aren’t aware. Yesterday Justin (the wife’s soulmate) stood up for one of his racist friends in a post. He has some female friend on a Big Brother type show in Europe and the girl has been recorded on camera doing the damn Nazi Salute and people are pissed…..Justin’s dumbass makes a post basically saying the girl (his friend) doing the Nazi salute is “misunderstood” and a good person or some crap……. The entire time I’m like…..let me sit back and see how this plays out…..and if it gets tied back to Evans, I doubt it but let’s see. 👀 🧋 (this emoji represents me sipping my boba “tea”) 🤭

Chris does need to be called out and if this shitshow goes public public to the point the general population learns what fans know and it becomes a big deal, you’d better believe we’d end up getting a BUA and then some within mere hours or days (remember his response to the bomb pic)……do i believe any of that will happen…..nope. And if that went down like that, I’d question his ass even more.

No one here has issue with people calling Chris out, it’s those who act like they know more than they do, who take their own opinions as facts and are 100% sure he’s racist and calling him pedo or whatever else that has me like……well damn if you think that’s true and hate him that much…….then leave. I would not waste my time on a person I truly thought was evil and vile.

See, I care about this man and as time goes by we see truth and some of us see what we want while ignoring the rest, apply that as you will, come next month, I think people will finally end up determining their final thoughts on things and if it ends with “fuck Chris Evans”, then so be it. He made his bed and now he’s laying in it.

Eventually we’ll all find out the truth if it’s real or if this is all bs and the pr eventually ends…..well just know they’ve parted ways and many will still claim it was real.

I say don’t get overly invested in this emotionally, but TOO LATE! 😬 This could be the situation Chris needs to be and do better and finally own his awful choices or to take and not run from accountability (remember how we’d always use to get Dodger pics when he did something stupid publicly) or it could be a situation he’s initiated that went out of control and he has to FINALLY reap the consequences of his actions/inactions. I don’t know what is going to happen next, but if him and Mrs. Shower scrubber do anything else other than breakup next month, it’s a wrap on my end.

Yeah I think it’s pr, but I have limits and he’s on his 73892929 strike. Keeping it honest, most of us should have left once he claimed to be “married”, yet we’re still here, so yeah can’t no one point any fingers. We’re all still here hoping something ends up making sense and to hope our fav actor really isn’t out here playing in our faces.

It’s very easy to go well Chris is this and that due to this situation, but once one starts remembering in detail everything that’s happened, part of you goes…….something is 110% off here. @anneslibrary is a great reference because it’s so easy to forget how much things don’t make sense and that blog helps people see the big picture and go……yeah…..I’m not falling for this bs. 😂 So to sum it up, yes many of us are pissed at Chris, but his saving grace is that there are so many holes in this mess that it’s easy to jump and attack him without knowing details and so we’re hoping more details arise to the point we can go……yeah this 100% is fake and was never real, he got looped in some mess and only discovered things once the fandom did but it was too late and I’m glad it’s finally over. Okay….yes I’m reaching like crazy, but you’re still here reading my long as diary entry, right. 😉 For me September 2024 will be thee month I decide if I’ll permanently walk away. If they do any more crap, I’m done, point blank.

Enough is enough. I do understand those pissed and wondering why we’re still here…..I’ve been a fan of this man for years and it’s not so easy to walk away, call it excuses, but I just don’t think this situation is a grand total of who he is but if I’m proven wrong then it is what it is, but I don’t think I’m wrong.

Chris needs to take accountability and ending this bs would be the first step and then we can all judge in grand detail how he handles the aftermath of shit, would he give clues to show it wasn’t real, will he do a grand gesture that is a lowkey apology to the fandom…..doubt it, but I refuse to believe this mess is legit, unless he’s proven with legit detail (other than he publicly claims to be married, yet there’s no evidence he’s actually gotten married other then a oversized ring and orchestrated bs) that he’s just a shitty racist husband who can’t keep his eyes to himself and really married her and if so then I’ll GLADLY FINALLY move on with my life. Noted. And yes those snarky few of you still reading, I’m in the denial phase of the grieving process. 😂

Either way ya look at it Chris doesn’t get of Scotch free and even if this does end next month……too much damage has been done. Part of me is here because I’m watching a train that already crashed multiple times and I’m wondering if it’s going to keep going with limited damage or will it eventually blow up into pieces.

I hope I was able to make you guys laugh, piss you off and in the end make you go, yep you summed up my multiple thoughts. 🤗🫠 or you’ve probably read all of this and went, this bitch is crazy, I’ll take it because you still sat here and read to the end so,….. Hi crazy! 😝

I’m done now. 😆 thanks!

Oh Sweetheart this was beautiful and longggggggggggggggg but so beautiful.

Thank you.

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Prison of Stone and Flesh

Chapter Thirty-One

This is a collaborative fic between @cookiesupplier, @faceless-mirror & @comforting-madness

Dividers by @samspenandsword @cafekitsune @saradika-graphics

Authors Note: Trigger warning if you have a fear of heights. This chapter brings some more smuttiness with it.

Pairings: Multi-Pairings, Everybody x Everybody.

Triggerlist: transphobia, homophobia, abuse, SA, dubcon, religious trauma, past suicide attempts, mental health issues, grief, death, violence, kidnapping, suicidal ideation, (To be added to)

Christopher, Justin, and Ryan are members of the Gargoyle Order, soldiers fighting in the angels war against the demonic supernatural evils of the world to protect human kind. Through the years they lost comrades and now just the three of them remain in their little town.

Now, Ricky and Vinny are moving into their church, stirring up old and new feelings, along with the past, posing the challenge of navigating this new chapter in their lives.

Can they all navigate this path successfully and break free of the prisons that is their lives of both stone and flesh, or will they all be trapped forever in a world that could prove to be a constant misery?

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Chapter Thirty One

Ryan didn’t care whether Atsuko was going to follow them or not, he didn’t. If he was going to follow, that was his choice in the end. What he did care about was Noah not opening his mouth and telling him anything about the pet situation. Oh, Ryan was aware that Noah had been alert enough to know what they’d been talking about despite being in his kitten form, protected in Chris’ arms and enjoying the treats Vinny had brought him. He was not going to let Noah ruin this for Atsuko and Niko, they were mates, and he knew Noah cared about his brother with the state he’d put himself in last night, he had to. To spend four hundred years and only now stumble on any of his abilities? Sure, he hadn’t known what he was, but outside of things such as longevity, Noah had seemed normal as a human almost before today, as far as Ryan seemed aware, anyway. 

“Alright kid, time for your lesson.” Now, usually teaching baby gargoyles how to fly went in an entirely different direction. It all depended on the nature of the gargoyle, and the one teaching them, of course. Some young ones learned on their own, Justin, for instance, couldn’t help himself, throwing himself off from the highest point of the Church he could get to as often as possible. The number of times that boy had driven them all mad, he had been completely fearless when it came to flying, literally fearless. Which made it an irony that as he got older that Jerahmiel would rip into him all too frequently about his fear in battle. They all had moments, but he destroyed Justin the worst because he was the youngest, and he was the easiest target. 

“You said, training- this doesn’t feel like-” Noah didn’t like the way that Ryan was shoving him closer to the edge of the stone rooftop, his eyes narrowing at him. Fuck, why was he glaring at him like that. What had he even done here, come on! He grasped at Ryan’s wrist where he was holding on to the front of his shirt to drag him along. “Ryan, Ryan please- isn’t there some other way- I don’t even have wings yet-”

Ryan just chuckled low, “Oh come on, Noah, of course you got wings, you’re a gargoyle and an angel, the best way to bring 'em out is instinct. Like THIS!” And just like that, Ryan didn’t give Noah another chance to stop him, and he did try, he did, but instead Ryan was shoving Noah back from the edge of the rooftop by his shoulder.

“Wait- wait- NO!” Noah yelled at the top of his lungs as he scrambled to grab at the gargoyle the best he could, but the other man was stronger than him, and he shoved him with an intense force before stepping back quickly. His long willowy body was thrown backwards through the air, that fucking asshole! When Shade had first joined his family, he hadn’t been sure what to make of him, but oh, oh he knew what to make of Ryan now. Twisting around in the air and trying to right his body in parallel to the ground as he kept falling. He felt the material of his shirt pulling at his body from the wind shear, Noah could swear he actually heard the fabric tear from the force.

The ground was coming up, and fast, the world was a blur and Noah couldn’t for the life of him explain how he landed. He found himself on the ground, with a thud… falling to his hands and knees on all fours… like a cat. 

“What the… fuck?”

Ryan landed on the ground by the kid, he watched the kid land on the ground, he had careened through the air like a bullet. Right at the last second, almost like instinct, emergency as it were, his body had stalled his descent. Gargoyle wings had come out and expanded behind his back, but that wasn’t all that was around him, large random stray angel feathers were fluttering around him. It was almost as if Noah had unknowingly attempted to withdraw his angel wings, couldn’t, so his body compensated to save him from crashing and breaking every bone in his body. Why his angel wings couldn’t be extracted was interesting. 

Noah stood up, as he did, the wings swept back, disappearing behind them before he even got a good look at them, shit. Glancing at Ryan, seeing him there, he half stumbled and glared at the gargoyle, “What the fuck?! Are you happy now, or do you want to throw me off the roof again?”

The older man huffed, moving towards the tribrid as Noah’s wings just swept back and disappeared. “Enough!” Moving to grab Noah’s arms to hold him, “Here’s what’s going to happen. You, are never going to tell Atsuko about angels killing Folio because they wanted him as a pet, you got it? If he knows… this can end badly, you saw how he reacted yesterday, times that infinity.”

Narrow eyes glared at Ryan at the tone the gargoyle took with him, Noah didn’t like when people talked to him like he was an idiot, who did? However, as Ryan continued to talk about the stuff from last night, Noah started to get it, he was talking about the fact he’d lied upstairs, and while Noah had wondered about that, he wasn’t about to tell Atsuko… “Are you fucking kidding, I’m not going to tell him anymore than I’m going to tell my brother. That was fucked up, they killed him, I get it, I won’t say anything. You didn’t need to throw me off a damn roof to warn me…”

Noah shoved Ryan from him as much forcefully as he could, between his strength and his height, the gargoyle was pushed back before the younger stormed off back into the Church.

Noah was torn, he was tempted to head to the café to see his brother and grab some food, but after what Ryan had just said, he was far too aggravated. He’d say the wrong thing to Folio, he just knew it… so he headed in the back way through the graveyard… how he found that entrance, he didn’t know, but here he was. Somehow he found his way up to the dark alcove where Shade was, despite the fact it was his very twin brother that had just thrown him off the roof. The vampire was asleep in the light sealed room of the alcove, and Noah was just so frustrated when he was climbing into bed with him.

It wasn’t long until Shade woke up once he felt a body pressed against his, and he looked at Noah with a furrowed brow. The gargoyle took a minute to wake up some more before sitting up, his attention fully on the younger. “What happened,” Shade questioned as he tilted his head some, “Are you okay?” The more he looked Noah over, he could tell that there was something wrong, and then paused once he caught a bit of his brother's scent on him. 

“Why is Ry's scent on you…?”

Noah grumbled before he was nuzzling a bit before aggressively against Shade, pressing his face into his shoulder, “Your brother is a fucking asshole.” His voice was half muffled, but was clear enough to hear at least. 

“He can be, yeah,” Shade comments and chuckles softly before moving to wrap an arm around Noah. “But what did he do?” The vampire then began to check on the taller male, and huffs softly when he took hold of his hand to look at it. Turning the other's palm up, he pursed his lips and sighs. What did his brother do to Noah? 

Huffing slightly, “Decided I needed a flying lesson and threw me off the damn roof. All so he could threaten me and make sure I keep my mouth shut about the stuff last night with Atsuko.” After the slightest pause, he reiterated, “Threw me off the roof.” Shade knew how much Noah had issues with heights. Staying on the roof of their apartment building was one thing, he was used to it up there, it was home, but this Church was massive, and being thrown off? That was an entirely different thing.

When Noah told him about being thrown off the roof, Shade bristled slightly and scowled. He knew how much the younger male had issues with heights and to be thrown off the roof of the Church? Fuck. “What the fuck,” he said softly and shook his head with a soft laugh. Why the hell did Ryan think that was a good idea? “Flying lesson, my ass… What a load of bull.” The vampire then lightly ruffles his friend's hair and sighs as he holds Noah close.

He'd like to have a few words with his twin but couldn't be bothered to do so and just sighs, his mind wandering back to last night. “Fuck…”

“He's an asshole.” Noah couldn’t help but mutter again, “Couldn’t even keep my wings out anyway, could have broken every bone in my body.” Lifting his head to rest his forehead against Shade’s cheek lightly before pulling back more to look to see him properly. “Damn if I ever have to fly.”

Shade laughed softly at Noah’s repeated words on his brother and rubbed the younger's back, a soft hum leaving the vampire. “Yes, yes, Ryan is an asshole,” he murmured and looked down to see that Noah was looking up at him. A snort left the elder, and he pats his cheek, raising a brow some. “I'd at least want you to know how if you ever had to. I know you don't like it, but it's something to know, yeah?”

“Oh, you think that, but no.” Noah shook his head, he could feel air down his back, his shirt had been torn open, practically shredded where the wings had come out. “I didn’t even see my wings before they disappeared in my back when I stood up from the ground… and my back hurts so bad now.” If he had it here, he’d be desperately asking for Shade to help him into his support corset. With how tall he was, and how fast he’d grown, he had too many back problems not to need one when the pain got bad.

“Shade.” Leaning into him… Noah was so close to him…

With a sigh, the gargoyle just pulls Noah close. He felt the tears in the other's shirt and grimaced as soon as he heard the younger's complaint about his back. Shit. He didn’t have any of his corsets here, either— and if he was asked to help him, he wouldn’t hesitate. Yet, Shade immediately knew that the fall and sudden appearance of Noah's wings… Ouch. He was sure it jostled the fuck out of him, and the latter would be in so much pain.

“Yes,” Shade answered quietly after his name was called, and was idly tracing a shape on his shoulder. “What's up?”

Noah swallowed, he should push himself to get up, go home and get one of his corsets himself, but now he had laid down, rested his body against Shade’s, the thought of moving… It was the last thing he wanted to do. He couldn’t ask Shade to go get one, it was still daylight outside, and Nick and Jolly would be sleeping, groaning, “I don’t have my corsets here yet, I could ask Folio if he could get me one, he’s downstairs. Everything hurts too much to move. I’ve found at the very least two extra limbs I didn’t know I had, two more things to hurt, it seems.”

Shade had begun to run his fingers through Noah’s hair now, wanting to comfort the younger as best as he could without moving him too much. The poor kid has practically been stretched out and his body's not having a chance to grow… not properly at least. Especially with how thin he is. If he could, he would go get up and go grab the taller's corsets. But something is telling him to stay put instead. As Noah spoke, he listened and pursed his lips before while he continued to trace an imaginary symbol on the younger's back.

“I could help,” he offers softly while pressing a now clawed finger against Noah’s back to silently warn him what he's gonna do. “I can give you a rune for your pain…”

Just feeling the familiar scratch of Shade’s claws on his skin was welcome right now, a distraction from the fiery, burning pain that was ripping through his body like a wildfire. Fuck. It was then, as he felt his claw press a little heavier, when he heard his words… wait… rune?!

Fuck, the runes. Noah shifted, careful of Shade’s claw, he knew how sharp those bad boys were, but looking at the gargoyle. “On that note. Is there any fucking way to stop getting damn migraines from you guys? They’ve been kicking my damn ass.”

“I myself, can't help you with that. But once I give you your first rune, your body will recognize it, then as time passes; it will get easier and easier for you to recognize the runes without the pain.” Shade explained as he lightly pressed his claw into Noah’s back now and pursed his lips. He felt bad for the younger now that he knows about how the runes were causing the other migraines, and just smiles sadly. With a shake of his head, he pressed his forehead to Noah’s.

“Ready to get your first rune?” Shade questioned gently. “Of course it's going to sting because it's my claw digging into you.”

Noah wanted to say nothing could hurt as bad as the fire that ripped through his body sometimes, but he had never had a magic rune etched into his skin before. Perhaps it did something worse than the fire that felt like he was burning alive because he didn’t get enough to eat every so often. There was a reason he’d learned not to ignore the hunger pains, and he never once questioned when humans talked about them. Though, it took him awhile to realize, their version of the term, and his experience, were two entirely unique things.

“Okay, I’m ready.”

The gargoyle waited silently, his still tired gaze on Noah, and he hums to himself while moving to sit up. He may know what the rune looked like, but Shade likes to make sure it's done right. As soon as the younger answered, the elder pressed his claw into Noah’s back and tensed as the smell of the other's blood was present. Clicking his tongue, he began to draw the rune in silence. A rune to help ease the pain. 

Once he's done, he pulls away and rests his head over Noah’s. “There… all done,” he whispered and nuzzled him. 

As Shade sat up, Noah had twisted a little to lay properly on his front instead of his side so that Shade could see his back properly. The rips in the back of his shirt were not clean, the material had been frayed and blown apart from flapping in the wind when his wings came out, so half his shirt was missing down his back. 

Noah’s head turned to the side, he tried to watch him as best he could, watching his concentration as he felt the scratch on his back. The scratch, the sting, the scent of blood, it was nothing compared to the fire… and yet… as Shade’s cheek pressed against his. A cool feeling of relief, just the tiniest feeling, as the pressure from the worst of the pain eased.… “Oh fuck, that feels good.” The fire, the fire was still raging through his body, but the pain, the pressure was easing… Noah shifted and turned his body just enough so he could bring his lips to Shade's, kissing him with a hum.

Shade was grateful the moment Noah had shifted on his front, having paused when he did. Now that he's finished, he knew that the rune would do its job in soothing at least the pain the younger was feeling in his back. Keeping his cheek pressed against his, the gargoyle sighs softly and chuckles. “Glad to be of some help,” he murmured softly, and as he was about to say something else he made a noise at the feeling of lips against his own. 

He leans into the kiss and cups Noah’s cheek, nipping at his lip. “You're welcome,” Shade quipped with a small smile.

The nip of his lips, the small smile, just made Noah grin even more, the relief was like a rush, even with the fire, the fire was something he was used to, more than used to. He’d been living with it in varying degrees for his entire life, yes, it was getting worse, but he wasn’t going to let it stop him.

With that grin, Noah was kissing Shade again, only this time, the kiss was far less of a sweet little thing that Shade could steal a little nip of his lip. The tribrid’s body might be thin and gangly, but he twisted to press himself against Shade now with a groan, “How do you feel after last night? Hungry? Can I give you anything?” 

He couldn’t help but feel his cheeks warm at the mention of last night, and huffs softly. Yet, the press of Noah's body against his and the kiss had Shade growling softly, grabbing at the tribrid. “I actually feel full,” the gargoyle answered, “But fuck… your blood, Noah—” He was resisting the urge to bite him, not wanting to get into trouble, and yet he went to press his nose against the younger's neck. 

“No… there's nothing you can give me.” Shade nips at Noah now and once again, his lips found the younger's as he pulls him close.

It wasn’t just the blood that Noah was thinking about, honestly. So much more. The way Shade kissed him after he told him no, he had a feeling that Shade knew it too. “Shade.” Breathing out his name, Noah hadn’t been involved with many people in the way he’d been with Shade. Sexually he’d been with plenty of people over the years, but, none were ever willing to let him top, never. Until Shade. “How was Jolly, did you have fun… do you want some more fun?”

Now he just knew what Noah was getting at, and yet he silently gave him an answer. It was a yes, wanting so much more from the younger; Shade ran his fingers through the younger's hair and huffs softly. Once he heard his name, Shade tilted his head slightly in response and raised a brow. Oh, the gargoyle had been with many, but that was something he didn't want to think about and scoffs softly at the younger. 

“Wouldn't you like to know,” he purred softly.

Chuckling against his lips, maybe he would, might be he would just to know that Jolly would shut up complaining about how frustrating Shade was all the time. Though, while it was mostly to Nick he was complaining to, they all heard it through the apartment. Poor Nick, having to hear his husband complaining about his boyfriend. Noah and Folio, just having to deal with it all the time.

“Come here then.” Grinning before, Noah lifted the wreck of his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside, throwing it off the bed before pulling Shade back to him so he could kiss him again. Fuck, he felt so refreshed with that rune, almost like he was wearing the corset, and pressing his body against Shade, it felt like perfection.

Shade wasn’t an idiot, he knew that Jolly probably ranted about him, but at the time he didn’t care. Or so he told himself then. Nonetheless, now he's finally gotten with the vampire, the gargoyle could assume that Jolly would shut up. Now that he thought about it, it would be the tail end of his ranting whenever Shade came around. But that doesn't matter now.

Watching as Noah took off what was left of his shirt, Shade snorted softly and laughed as soon as he was pulled close to him again. Kissing the younger back, the gargoyle groaned as he pressed closer to the other, he went to kiss along Noah’s jaw and down his neck. “Noah,” he mumbled.

Noah was already working on Shade’s clothes as he felt Shade mumble against his skin with a groan. “Come on, where’d you guys stash the lube last night.” He knew that there had to be some lube around here somewhere, there was no way that Nick would have let anything happen with just spit.

“I dunno,” he drawled, while he let Noah undress him and helped him some. “If you wanna fuck me, big boy, you look for it…” Shade weakly grabs at the tribrid with a soft hum and bites at his shoulder, so tempted to just bite. Bite him and have a taste of Noah's blood, but he doesn't, digging his claws into his skin some. The gargoyle most definitely knew that the other vampires would refuse to allow anything to happen with just spit, and he chuckled.

“Fuck,” the way that Shade grabbed him had Noah groaning and his hips jerked against him slightly as he felt him bite. He’d let him take blood if he wanted, he would, but here, with other gargoyles, Noah didn’t know how they’d feel about it. Was it the gargoyle blood, or the angel blood, that affected vampires so strongly? Had Shade ever tasted Riyah’s blood, if he had, whether he reacted or not, then they would know… not that Noah was willing to stop and ask now. No, no, he had other things on his mind. He was instead riffling around in the bed searching for-

“Aha- got it!” A small bottle of lube, shoved somewhere along the way to the side under the pillow.

Feeling Noah’s hips jerk against him, Shade bit his lip as he felt his body react, and he went to mouth at the taller's neck. Fuck… just thinking about how his blood tastes— But since he's had his first bite from the source… from Jolly no less, he wanted more. Especially now that he knew the blood in the vials was Noah’s… A soft whine left Shade as he watched the aforementioned male search for the lube.

A laugh left the gargoyle as he wraps a leg around Noah's hip. “Good job, Noah,” Shade teased.

The way Shade mouthed at his neck had him shuddering, Noah panted slightly. He would let Shade bite, not that the vampire had ever fed on him in person before, only ever drank his blood from the vials that had been offered. Getting him to drink had been difficult, eating had been interesting. This, however, was something else. Smirking as Shade teased him, “You know, you could help with your clothes.” Not that his hands weren’t already pulling his shirt up.

The gargoyle wonders what effect Noah’s blood would have on him when he's horny. Shade remembers that apparently it depends on the younger's mood on how it'll affect him, Jolly or Nick. He can assume all he's ever had blood when Noah is in a good mood— with a soft huff, he felt the other shudder as he mouthed at his neck. Biting lightly, he doesn't break skin, but enough to mark him, and he laughs softly at the tribrid's words.

“I could,” he hummed with a playful smile, running his hands along Noah’s sides before pulling him into a kiss. “But where's the fun in that?”

Moaning into the kiss, Shade teasing him wasn’t anything new, and Noah bit down on his lip as he rolled his hips against him, that was pretty much how this went between them. Tormenting each other until one of them got the upper hand. Noah was already feeling all kinds of good with the fact his pain was slipping away, he knew Shade probably wouldn’t bite him, he’d trust him if he wanted to, though. He’d known him for so long. 

“Unless you want me to rip your clothes off because, fuck-” Noah panted against his mouth. He knew neither of them had spare clothes here yet, though he most likely had more likely had people to borrow from with the other gargoyles, His brother. 

A soft groan slips out once he felt Noah nip at his lip and the younger's hips roll against his own. Shade loves this about the both of them, just the nonstop teasing until one or the other takes complete control. In all honesty, the gargoyle doesn't mind either. But knowing that the younger was feeling all kinds of good now thanks to the rune, he playfully growls at Noah.

Fuck. The idea of his clothes being torn off had Shade whining, but he had no spare clothes. Unless he could borrow from the other gargoyles— but no. He'd want his own clothes, thanks. He wouldn't mind using his brother's, but he'd rather not bother him about that. Biting Noah’s lip again, he huffs and goes to tug off his shirt but stops. “As much as I like that idea– no tearing my clothes off…”

Noah licked at the tender mark he made on Shade’s lip, hearing the whine escape the vampire, smirking against him. Then the choice, he’d give him that, as much as they’d shared clothes before, that was when they weren’t in a new place, and at least one of them had clothes to share. Biting at his lip again, with another roll of his hip against Shade, Noah’s cock was straining against his pants, they were always roomy, but that changed when he got like this. 

His hands were almost holding Shade down at his point as he was half grinding down on the gargoyle vampire with a groan, “Fuck, okay, okay, no tearing.” Taking in a deep breath, he pulled back so he lifted Shade’s shirt more, trying to get it off easier. “Come on.”

The vampire trills softly when Noah licks the tender mark on his lip, staring up at him, and Shade reaches up to tangle his fingers in the younger's hair before pulling lightly. When there wasn't any other choice, he'd share clothes with the tribrid, and he still would, yet currently neither one of them have any spare clothes. With the other biting his lip again, the gargoyle vampire moans softly when he felt Noah’s covered cock against him. “Fuck…” he whined. 

Just the weight of Noah on top of him, pinning him, had Shade growling softly, and he would grind against the taller each chance he got. “Good boy…good,” he praised and allowed the younger to take his shirt off while helping him.

Once he got Shade’s shirt off over his head, Noah was leaning over him again. Pressing light biting kisses to his chest with a groan as he continued to rock his hips as he shifted to sit up on top of Shade completely. Working his way down Shade’s body, leaving a mark with each biting kiss along his skin. He swirled his tongue with each reddened mark, scrapping his teeth over his skin with a growl.

Soft curses left the older once his shirt was off and Noah’s mouth was on him, shivering slightly at the biting kisses left against his skin. Tilting his head back some, he moans as he also continues to rock his hips against the younger's and hisses quietly. “Noah,” he breathes out and grabs at the taller male, “Please…”

“Please what?” Smirking, glancing up at Shade as he hovered over the waistband of the gargoyle’s pants. Shade might not be taller than Noah, but he was more muscled, and when they were like this, it showed. Noah loved working his body, feeling his muscles under his hands, mouth, every touch, even if they also made him envious. Fuck he would give anything to be able to be able to form muscles like them, but for all the centuries he’d trained, and many gym memberships had been paid for… never happened. 

Noah’s fingers ran along the band of his pants, teasing him, waiting.

Seeing the way Noah smirked at him, the vampire huffs softly while looking away from the taller as he lightly scrapes his nails against the tribrid's skin. He knew that he may be smaller than him, and while he did have the muscle, but he was still soft, with being relaxed anyway. Though, he couldn't help but feel bad for Noah and yet says nothing, not wanting to make the other male feel worse about himself. Yet, he can tell that he was envious when Noah did see his physique.

Taking in a shaky breath that he didn't really need, he glanced down at Noah’s hand that ran along the band of his pants. “Dammit… I want…” Shade muttered, “I want out of my pants, you, not-so-little shit… and you…”

Grinning wickedly at the way Shade caved, finally muttering what he wanted, which was exactly what Noah wanted to hear. “Now, that's a good boy.” They both could be good boys when they wanted to be, see. Shade wasn’t wrong either, Noah was being a not-so-little shit as it were, not that he wasn’t being a shit too. Smirking, his fingers starting working Shade’s pants, “Well if you’re going to ask so nicely…”

The grin that made its way across Noah’s face had Shade roll his eyes before smiling a little in amusement, but the praise got the elder to squirm under the younger man. He could be a good boy if he wanted– Fuck. Shifting some more under him, Shade lifts his hips up a little to help Noah and lightly bites at him now.

“Shut up,” he grumbled. 

The way Shade tried to lean up and bite at him despite the fact he was laying down by his groin between his legs, made him grin as he was pulling down his pants, his underwear with them. “Oh, there it is, such a good boy.” Teasing him as he got his pants the rest of the way off before he reached for the bottle of lube. As soon as he poured some onto his fingers, and was pressing two of his fingers against his ass as he licked up the underside of Shade’s cock.

He knew it would be a little difficult to bite at Noah considering his positioning, and all Shade did was click his tongue, watching as the younger pulled his pants down. At the praise, the older keened softly and bit his lip once his cock was released from the confines of his pants. Once the gargoyle felt Noah’s fingers press against his ass and the feeling of the other's tongue along his cock, Shade’s breath had hitched. “Please….fuck,” he hissed softly while weakly rolling his hips against the tribrid's hand.

How embarrassing— Shade couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by how needy he was, and hid his face with an arm. The gargoyle vampire then grabs at Noah’s arm and gave a small squeeze.

For Noah, there wasn’t a thing embarrassing about it, he knew exactly how this felt, he knew. The way he’d felt the first time Shade had allowed him the freedom to explore his sexuality beyond that of being a bottom, without the fear he might hurt him… How could he ever let this man be embarrassed of anything with him? Yes, they teased each other mercilessly, but Noah, never, not once, would ever see to make him feel bad for an honest reaction of being needy with how needy he had felt that first time. 

Noah worked those long slender fingers of his inside the gargoyle, while he took his cock into his mouth without hesitation, he never shirked on prep, not for him. If Shade was going to trust him to fuck him, he wasn’t going to hurt him. He’d had enough people take one look at the size of his cock and tell him not going to happen… Noah has had self professed size queens tell him he was too much… Now he wondered if that might be a human thing. Neither of the two people who had been game enough to let him fuck them, were human so far, so who knows.

Never one to be so… open with how he's feeling, Shade kept his face hidden. The fact that he enjoys both giving and receiving– how easy it was for him to be a little more vocal than usual is what makes him shy about it when he bottoms. He's only ever topped in the past, but living with Noah and his family… yeah. He's bottomed quite a lot, unless it was with Nick. Either way, Shade knows Noah wouldn't purposely embarrass him. It was just himself being silly about his feelings.

Now, feeling those long fingers inside him, Shade gasps softly and grips at Noah’s arm tighter with a soft moan. With the younger's mouth around his cock, the gargoyle tries not to move his hips and whines softly. “No.. Noah,” he whimpered as he peeks from under his arm to look down at Noah. He knows that the other doesn't shy away from properly prepping him, and he trusts the younger not to hurt him as well. 

Noah hummed around Shade’s cock at the sound of his name, giving him the encouragement he could now that the teasing was done when he whimpered. Swirling his tongue as he slipped a third finger inside of him before he twisted and curled them to stretch him a bit more to stroke at his prostate. He knew his lover, they had been at this many times, and Noah always wanted to make Shade feel good.

Shade kept his arm over his face for a few more moments before finally moving it away, biting his lip and groans softly at the vibration of Noah's hum around him. He knew it was a sound of encouragement while taking in the sight of Noah around his cock, he was making a soft noise when he felt the younger's tongue swirl around him. As soon as Shade felt a third finger slip into him, the elder arched his back with a soft cry once the other had gone to stroke his prostate. 

“Oh… shit. Noah…” the gargoyle babbled weakly, “Please… please.”

Bobbing his head, sucking as he continued to press his fingers before adding a fourth. As much as Shade was babbling, begging, he was not rushing, he was not pushing. Noah knew, he heard the need, he felt it, but he also knew how delicate this balance was. Once he had his fourth finger twisting inside of Shade, and he was softly moaning as he seemed to relax more, Noah felt like he was ready enough, he finally reached for his own pants pocket. Slipping out the condom, he held the foil packet in his teeth as he pulled back onto his knees so he could undo his pants and start to push them down to get them off.

Shade's body was relaxed, panting softly as he slowly grinds against Noah’s hand and tilts his head back with quiet moans. The vampire then looks to the younger once Noah had pulled back, whining some and a soft keen left Shade when he saw what he was doing. Yes, finally. He was so ready to take on the tribrid, and he lies there, watching Noah with a soft purr. 

Noah only got up from the bed to push his pants the rest of the way off and divulge Shade of his, them being around his thighs was not going to be comfortable for either of them. As he kneeled back on the bed, Noah was rolling the condom onto his cock, and slicking himself up with lube over it. Noah knew better than to be without at least one condom these days, especially anywhere close to the full moon, sure it might be a week away, but it was a week. Whether he would need it or Folio, it could be used. “Any preferences or dealer's choice?” What position was he feeling…

The older male sat up as Noah kneeled back onto the bed and pulls the younger in for a kiss, reaching up to caress the tribrid's cheek. Shade is very aware of his lover carrying condoms, especially more so when it's the week before the full moon or the week of, one way or another it'll be of use. When he was asked what he preferred, the gargoyle hummed softly. “Dealer's choice…” he answered while laying back down.

As Shade pulled him in, Noah was happy to press in close, kissing him passionately, his hands running up his body, teeth scraping over his lip again at agreement of dealer's choice. Perfect. “Good choice.” Lifting one of Shade’s thighs to hook over his elbow and stroking his hard covered cock with his other hand, he lined himself up, holding the gargoyle open, before pressing himself deep inside him, pushing into him.

Kissing Noah was always an exciting thing. Just the feel of the younger's lips against his own… shivering at the feel of his hands roaming his body and Noah’s teeth scraping over his mouth, it had him whining. As he lets himself get adjusted, Shade snorts softly in amusement of the position he's in but doesn't complain while he lies there anticipating the other. Once the tribrid lined himself up and pushed in, Shade keened once Noah stilled, deep inside him. 

“Seb…” he whined.

Fuck, the way Shade felt wrapped around him, Noah moaned as he rocked to get his boney hips against him, pressing as deep into him as possible. The way the gargoyle whined had him leaning over to kiss him again. His other arm hooking his other thigh now to keep his hips as wide as he rocked into him, so he could press right against his prostate with the roll of his hips. “Fuck, that’s it, so good.”

The way Noah stretched him, fuck, Shade bit his lip to keep himself quiet as the younger rocked his hips deeper and kissed the tribrid back once their lips connected. Shade was all for anything the younger wanted from him, seeing him take his other thigh to hook it over his free arm, and he arched his back once he felt Noah pressing against his prostate now. A soft curse left him as he weakly clenched around the other and sighs.

“Good… good for you…” the elder mumbled.

“Shit, Shade,” the way he clenched around him a little, Noah knew he was being a smart arse the way he said that, but he wanted to be as good for Shade as much for him too. He knew Shade wasn’t that vocal though, damn what he’d do to hear more, but the little he got out of him though, shifting his hips to move with him as he continued to thrust deep into him again.

A breathy moan left Shade once Noah had shifted his hips, the gargoyle’s lips parted as he rocks his hips as best as he can against Noah’s. So deep and so fucking full. Shade grabs at the tribrid, his claws scraping at his skin, and he whines while pulling him down for another kiss. “Seb…” he breathes out, “Fuck… Noah…”

The scratch of Shade’s claws, the whine from his throat as he kissed him, it had Noah deepening the press of his tongue with a moan as he heard the other breath out his name like that. Each movement between them, thrusting deep inside Shade, feeling him clench around him, had him groaning. With the way, he was holding his legs hooked over his arms, the older man was almost folded in two as Noah fucked into him with each roll of his hips.

Noah deepening the kiss had Shade growl softly and his claws dug some more into the younger's skin. As much as he resisted, he couldn’t and gave in, biting down on Noah’s lip and began suckling lightly to get a taste of his blood. The vampire soon let out a low moan and clung to Noah, each movement between them had Shade let out soft noises of ecstasy as he tried to stop himself from making them.

 “Fuck… shit….” he gasped, “Noah…”

As Shade’s claws pushed more against his skin, Noah’s fingers were grasping tighter against his thighs as he held on to his legs, hissing with the deep thrust of his hips punching his cock inside of him. Fuck. Moaning when he felt Shade biting at his lip, his eyes almost rolling back when Shade started sucking at the droplets of blood. Oh, God! Noah could almost pinpoint the moment his blood hit Shade’s tongue with the feeling of the vampire clenching so tight around his cock, and those fucking noises…

Just like that, Noah was fucking into him harder, “Are you going to come for me, are you, go on, Shade, go on.” 

With Noah's grip tightening on his thighs, Shade bucks his hips weakly as the tribrid continued thrusting into him; his mind feeling slightly hazy from the blood on his tongue, but he also felt more needy. Shade was feeling closer to coming undone faster than he usually would, and he just bit at Noah’s arm, the closest thing to him, before piercing his skin to feed just a little. Shit. Fuck… 

“No—” he gasped while trying to hold himself together. “N-not yet…” Shade felt so close, but he didn’t want to finish yet. 

When Shade tilted his head to his arm to sink his teeth into his skin instead of his lip this time feeding, fuck, fuck, Noah had no clue what his blood would do to him like this. His blood always had a unique effect on the vampires depending on his mood, and Shade feeding from him during sex, had never happened before. He’d never even given blood for emergency vials while he was horny either, so no, he had no way to know how this would affect him. His thrusts were a little harder as his hips jerked, holding onto Shade, “Fuck, fuck-” Shifting aiming for his prostate, that sweet spot, wanting to push him so close to the edge, help him get there… 

It was a rush when Noah’s blood hit his tongue and Shade then bit the younger harder, drinking some more before pulling away with a moan. Fuck…holy shit– the vampire felt a lot more needy, and he whimpers some more at how rough Noah’s thrusts were, claws digging into the tribrid's skin. “Seb! Seb… shit…” he slurred and cried out when he finally came undone. A guttural moan left the elder, and he clenched around the other.

“Fuck…” he drawled.

That was it, hearing the way that Shade moaned as he came, crying out as he did then, it was all he needed. Noah thrust deep into him as Shade clenched around his cock like a vice, fuck he felt good like that, and sure enough, Noah was spilling into Shade with a groan, biting down on his shoulder with dull teeth. Hissing at the feel of his claws on his skin, this would not be the first time the other man had left claw marks on him, and it would not be the last. Still, there would be no complaint from Noah about it either. 

“Fuck… Fuck yes…” Noah would absolutely be happy to do that again… “Go again? You want to fuck me?” Licking at the bite he’d left on Shade’s shoulder with a wide grin despite not breaking his skin, pulling back and relaxing the gargoyles legs to let him down… “Or maybe…” Not quite pulling out, he thrust into Shade again hard, “You want more?”

Feeling Noah spill into him had Shade whine, and when he was bitten, the gargoyle let out a soft moan and weakly rocked his hips against him. His mind was in a fog, clinging onto the younger as he rode out his high, but still wanted more. The hiss that left the tribrid had the elder pull his claws away but held on to him and he huffs softly.

“More…” he murmured and shivers at the lick before gasping at the hard thrust, “Please… want more.” The gargoyle was relaxing now that he wasn’t practically folded in half, and he wrapped his legs around Noah's waist. 

If he wanted more, that was precisely what Noah was going to give him.

[manesguerin]

every time i rewatch queer as folk, i fall in love a little more with the series. i fall in love a little more with the characters. i fall in love a little more with the stories and the relationships and even the endings that each of these couples got.

i know some people don’t like brian and justin’s ending, but it was perfect for them as characters. their love was never meant to be a locked door, keeping them in place. instead, they were characters that helped each other grow, that pushed each other to always be the best versions of themselves - whether it was risking literally everything to take down the corrupt politician in season three or accepting the heartache and the pain of not being together so justin could follow his dreams in new york.

if the two of them had gotten married in the finale and had the traditional happily ever after, it would’ve been a disservice to both of their characters. neither of them wanted a life where the other sacrificed everything to be with them and called it love, because that wasn’t the type of love they had. they had a love with no locks on the doors or bars on the window and because of that, the ending they got with each other was perfect.

it was the perfect culmination of five years of story and development. (but i do believe they ended up finding their way back together and live together in a happy open marriage where they never hook up with the same person twice and never kiss anyone else on the lips but each other.)

the fact that blake and ted ended up back together makes me so happy every fucking time. their on again and off again story was a great through line in the series -- revisited every now and then because they were always the right person, wrong time relationship. seeing them dancing at babylon in the end? they’re finally the right person at the right time. they finally grew into two people who were healthy for one another and ted got his birthday wish: to love himself as a whole and to then find someone else who loved him as a whole, not as a half waiting to be completed.

and of course ben and michael ended perfectly as did mel and lindsey. no notes. i do think emmett and drew one day found their way back together. they had a similar storyline to ted and blake -- right person, wrong time. drew was one of the few people who was able to match emmett and emmett brought out the best in drew.

and of course, michael and brian are still, to me, the heart of the show. their friendship and the love they have for each other and the way it changes over the show and the way they change -- only to end dancing together at a rebuilt babylon? perfection.

so much in the world has changed since 2005 when queer as folk ended, but so much has stayed the same. there’s still so many parallels to be drawn from the show to the modern world and that part breaks my heart. we’ve come so far, but we’ve still only taken baby steps.

but in the words of michael novotny: and so the thumpa thumpa continues. it always will. no matter what happens. no matter who’s president. as our lady of disco, the divine miss gloria gaynor, has always sung to us -- we will survive.

[bandedbulbussnarfblat]

Y'all I had a thought. And it's a little crazy, but I'm going to throw it out there.

So this guy (played by Justin Kirk)

some people (me included) are already theorizing that this is Marius.

This post got a bit long, so I'm slapping it under a cut. Crazy theories below:

In the books Marius does a lot of things that are not cool concerning Armand. Like he is not a great sire to Armand. (I'm not even counting the romantic relationship here. Like, just in general he failed as a sire.)

(One thing he does that is super fucked up, is to make Armand's human 'children' (that's what he calls them, even though one of them is a grown ass woman) into vampires. They were Sybelle and Benji, they were human and Armand wanted them to stay that way. Also Benji was only 13 at the time, which is fucked up, as Marius explicitly tells Lestat not to make kids vampires. Then does it himself to Benji. And like, Marius didn't force it on them. He offered and they accepted. But the thing is, he never should have offered without Armand's permission. And I know some people are like, it's fine bc they consented. But seeing Benji was literally fucking 13 yrs old that consent doesn't mean much. Marius permanently trapped that boy as a young teenager forever. (seeing as how much it sucks for 14 yr old forever Claudia on the show, it probably does suck for him) And Armand wasn't happy about it. But Marius did it for Armand. Like, I believe he was honestly trying to make Armand happy.)

I know that was a long bit to read, but I'm just trying to establish that doing something he thinks would help Armand, without Armand's input, is in character for Marius.

What I'm think here is that there is a possibility he was the one to erase Daniel's memories. Obviously, he would think he was doing it for Armand's own good. Maybe Armand couldn't let go, and Daniel couldn't resist coming back to him. So to give them a clean break, he erases Daniel's memories.

It would fit with his character from the books abilities. He was very strong in the mind gift. And he helped Armand retrieve his lost memories after he got total amnesia and forgot his entire life before he was 15. (Well, 15 was when Marius found him. The passage of time isn't exactly clear on how long it took from Armand being captured and transported and made to do the sort of things children shouldn't have to do.)

And then he doesn't tell Armand. Because if Armand knew, he'd just try to find a way to bring Daniel's memories back. So from Armand's POV, Daniel just left and never came back. At some point, it would become obvious he had his memories tampered with. Bc of course Louis and Armand kept tabs on him. Which could explain Armand's hostility towards Daniel, especially in that one scene where he's all like 'i wouldn't let you near my neck'.

It's just a crack theory. And probably not at all what is going to happen. Bc it would make more sense for it to be Armand who did it, and also it would give us that drama and angst.

But it could be fun to write about in fic, especially if you want to also dive into the complicated relationship Marius and Armand have.

[siremasterlawrence]

New Bodies Part 3-4

My days of Justin Baldoni have been awe of wonder with tons of ass on my cock, plenty of fucking and more and more people fall under my sway.

No matter how many bodies I change I scan never be detected people always think I am the same such a great experience of course I had more plans.

Expending on to on screen jobs the man is at my will taking me to a new audition I slam I with a strong powerful walk to me they are in me.

They can’t stay away from me their eyes lock on to me so madly drawn to my way of being and soon enough they are falling under my sway.

I get the gig now working with Liam who is Chris Hemsworth brother and I have made my choice to possess him next as the month passes by.

One day I knock on his door to his trailer as he says come in, I offer my hand in his he took it and my palm sinks the micro chip in to his skin.

Poor Liam has no idea the chip is sinking in to his skin setting a bee standard for his life as my next skin to possess for as long as I wish.

He stops for a second I kiss his cheek right before life comes out of him for a second he freezes for a minute and watch the light as I go out.

I walks around him widening his arms for him so he can fall back in to my arms feel his scent shower on to his skin and I can smell it.

His eyes roll back in to his eyes sockets the man is all mine to take ownership of him in my body and I lean in to kiss him slowly one last time.

I guide him back to the couch then look in the back of his head my staring him down and I return to face him checking him to see he is in a blank space.

I press the button his body breaks in a batch of a million robotic pieces spilling on to the couch I sit in it the skin melting in to my the suit flows over me.

The slime burns me in to deep states of rock and lime then shatters revealing the core of it ultimate new body made for my sole use only

I rise up to a full length mirror in his skin he so so sexy with his hot face looking back at me with a big grin his lips widen up showing such white teeth.

I grab the ends of my shirt throwing them up with attitude it is so damn sexy his sweat is all over it and spin about seeing my ass pop up in the air.

“What are you expecting of this movie man?tell me.” Liam ask.

“Well! I want to move on with my career so I can get bigger.” I say.

“I see!” His reflections arms cross.

“Hey babe! This is my body now.”

“Yes your body now”

“No wait! Fuck”

“You are hard “

“Why? Release me”

“Because I have assumed control “

“Why did you smack me?”

“You will be in line”

“You have no say in this “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“So much better “

“I still hate you “

“You will learn to serve, obey and move me”

“No! I refuse to excuse you”

“I am your…Master”

“Sir Yes Master Lawrence Sir”

“Will you serve me?”

“Focus on the mirror “

“Smile for me”

“Show me some teeth”

“Good boi”

“Mmmmm…fuck you “

“Oh My God!”

“Tell me!”

“Tell you what?”

“How much you love this?”

“How much you want this?”

“Fuck you…I don’t hate you”

“No duh!”

“I love you !”

“I love you too”

“Admit it!”

“Fine!”

“Well! I need you “

“For what ?”

“Own me”

I woke up in strange sensation while I am in a triangle my head is swirling through the air and I woke up in a new room.

I rise from the bed roaming at all four walls, the ceiling, the floor and nothing is more or less familiar.

I a sickness overall consumes me from in my body he is fighting me, he backing in to the wall the pain surges with the man flaring up in anger

“Who the fuck is?”

“Who am I?”

“I am not Liam anymore “

“Who am I?”

“Oh Wait!”

“Patrick Wilson”

“Uuuuggggghhhh!”

“Why am I sick?”

“Get out!”

“Who are the you?”

“The new body owner”

“This is my body now”

“Fucker!”

“Hell no!”

“Obey “

“Nnnnnooooo”

“OBEY ME!”

“Yyyyeeessss”

“Call me Master”

“Master Lawrence “

“Yes Master”

“You will love me”

“NEVER!”

“STOP IT!”

“I Am”

“You are”

“What?”

“Time to get dressed”

“Hell Yeah”

“This is my body “

“Where is your closet?”

“There it is”

“I need something sexy”

“Show off “

“This body “

“My body “

“No my body “

“Needs to be on display “

“Bastard”

“Submit to me”

“Succumb”

“Yes succumb “

“I deserve your body”

“I conquered it “

“I crave you “

“You want me to have it”

“Of course”

“I am your god”

“My god”

“Relinquish”

“To you ?”

“Nice try “

“How dare you ?”

“I am already in charge”

“Where are you ?”

“How did I get in to these clothes?”

“Master Lawrence won”

The end

[berryblogofhorrors]

My journey into horror games (And Amnesia)

WAS supposed to be for autism awareness month, BUT I got sidetracked with other stuff!

I've decided to make a whole post talking about my journey into the horror genre, easily one of my favourite genres of game as WELL as how I found the Amnesia franchise, my main special interest!!

This is gonna be a long one so strap in

My earliest memories of experiencing horror games was watching my dad play games such as Silent Hill: homecoming, Left 4 Dead 2, The Evil within, Resident evil, so on and so fourth.

Even though I was too young to really watch these games, I felt comfortable watching my dad play them as he'd always tell me that they're just games and not real. : )

When I was around the age where I was allowed onto the internet, of course my morbidly curious brain would seek out more horror media, obviously regretting it because I was so easily scared.

I remember my first experience with anything Amnesia related was when I stumbled upon the My Little Amnesia videos featuring Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie as the three Suitors from Amnesia Justine. NEEDLESS TO SAY THIS SHIT ME UP, the Fluttershy in particular scared me so bad.... and also left me curious.

THAT'S when I stumbled upon the game Amnesia the dark descent, or, well. The custom stories. I remember every day after school I'd sit down and watch different playthroughs I could find. Either from Pewdiepie or CrazyShootin's (Now known as the Click) trolling the Amnesia monsters videos. Some were funny, some terrifying and yet I couldn't look away.

I would forget about Amnesia for a while, not completely as it would always pop into my mind now and then, but it never lingered.

Years later I would play Resident evil 7, my first step into Resident evil as well as Baby's first horror game (I believe I was only 14-15 when I played it), it remains as one of my favourite horror games (and favourite Resident evil game) to this day.

My curiosity in horror games grew stronger as I started playing the games I remember watching my dad play like Resident evil, Silent Hill and The Evil within!

But it wasn't till 2020 I finally bought the games that started my fascination with horror games in the first place.

The Amnesia games.

I LOVE the Amnesia franchise, it's literally one of if not my main special interest! But when I first played it I was not expecting it to impact my life as much as it has.

I actually didn't even play Dark Decent as my first game because I was too scared, so instead I played A machine for Pigs (which to most, probably isn't the best way to get into Amnesia fgh)

I was instantly hooked despite it being one of the lesser Amnesia titles, but for me it was a good way to ease into what would await me in The Dark Descent.

Now PERSONALLY, I'm actually a fan of A machine for Pigs! I personally love the story, but what it makes up for in story, it heavily lacks in gameplay.

Now. The Dark Descent...

Oh my god. When I played this game, I truly was not ready for the ride it would put me in. Up until that point, I had only experience the game through playthroughs of custom maps and stories, never actually knowing the full story of the game.

And needless to say... yes, I was fucking terrified the first time I played the game. But I loved every second of it!! I loved it so much that I played it again. And again. And again. And again. And- you get the picture.

The collection also came with Amnesia Justine! Which.. still scares me to play to this day. For a short little DLC it still captures the same eerie vibe and intensity of The Dark Descent.

I love the collection so much that I was determined to complete it... which I did. I got every single achievement in the collection including collecting all 151 tinderboxes (Which. I had to do twice.), collecting every note in all three games AND playing Dark Descent on hard mode. I've played The Dark Descent more than I've played any other game so much to the point where I know it better than the back of mind hand and now I play it to find new ways of glitching it and to see how far I can push the AI. It's genuinely one of my favourite games (and franchises) ever made.

It was then in 2020 when Amnesia Rebirth was announced! And I was ecstatic to say the least as it would be the first Amnesia title since 2013. When I finally played the game it was.... bittersweet to say the least. Obviously I had fun playing it the first time! But I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. And that feeling persisted the more I played it. My opinions on Rebirth have slightly changed recently however. I still believe it is a rather disappointing Amnesia game, BUT I would be lying if I said I didn't think it was also fun and quite scary in places! THIS GAME GAVE ME STOCKHOLM SYNDROME IDK MAN.

Now despite the bad taste Rebirth left in my mouth for quite some time, I was... oddly content with it probably being the last Amnesia game for a good while. It didn't end with the bang I was hoping for, I wasn't upset about it.... WELL- Okay I was at first- but after a while I kinda just didn't care!

....

THEN AMNESIA THE BUNKER HAPPENED.

Where do I even start with this game?? I remember finding out about the game from my friend Delta and I literally freaked out (I was in a VC at the time so my friends heard my yells lol) as I was not expecting a new title, once again I was content with Rebirth being the last game for a good while if not the last title ever.

When it finally released I was NOT expecting the game to play the way it does. And honestly? it's probably the best Amnesia game in term of gameplay in my humble onion, whereas Dark Descent still has the better story! The fact the monster is an omnipresent threat is such an improvement from the AI of the other games. Honestly for a rather short game it leaves such an impact, the Halloween update is also such a fun touch!!

In general the horror game genre and Amnesia games mean the absolute world to me. I don't usually care about game studios but FrictionalGames have become one of my favourites and I'm genuinely excited to see where they go next with their games, because at least to me, Frictional always seem so genuine with their games.. even ones like Rebirth, though disappointing I can tell it still had a lot of care and thought put into it.

Whether their next title is a horror game or not. Whether they decide to continue the Amnesia games or not. I don't care, I'm excited to see what they bring next to the table either way!

[abeingobsessedwitheverything]

I asked @britinbliss for their favorite britin scenes and also for their favorite qaf scenes in the whole show, and I am sooo happy that they answered, and they asked me to answer the questions too, so here we are.

My favorite britin scenes:

5. I really love their first time sex scene cause it was so intense and just beautiful and really hot. Especially, I love the rim-job Brian gave Justin. It was so beautiful when Brian's tongue runs over Justin's back and a small drop of sweat caught on her. And Justin moaning when Brian's tongue got in his ass was just so intense. I love it!

4. The pride party scene at the end of the pride episode is sooo beautiful. Justin accepted who and how Brian is and wanted to leave, so Brian can do what he wants to do, but Brian just wanted to dance with Justin is such a huge step in their relationship. "Hey stud, wanna dance with me?" "Shut up." "I promise you won't forget this one." makes me giggling and smiling every time cause it is just so cute and beautiful. Brian would literally do anything for Justin, and we see this in season two. Season five is so far away, but we can see that Brian really cares about Justin and loves him. Brian is just proud of Justin cause he made it. He showed his pride and he got over the thing with Chris Hobbs. Brian taught Justin so much and this scene shows this and is just lovely.

3. Of course, I really love the scene in s5 ep10 where Brian says "I love you." for the first time. I cried so much when I first saw it because we all waited so long for this moment, and it was soooo beautiful. Brian showed Justin that he loves him for five seasons (not straight lol) but when he said it a new era began.

2. Also, one of my favorite scenes is when Brian brought Justin to Britin and said he would do anything and be anyone to prove Justin that he loves him and that he meant it when he said he wants to marry him. The best part of this scene is when Justin said, "You bought this! This Palace!" and is totally in shock and Brian just answered "It's for my Prince." And when they made love on the floor in front of the fireplace, I was crying again.

1. My all-time favorite scene is their reunification in season three. How they are laughing and smiling while kissing and undressing each other is so beautiful. I can see that Brian missed Justin so much, and he wants him back soo badly. I just love this. And how they dance after this in Babylon is just perfect. Ben was so right when he said, "The biggest reunion since Germany" (which is so meaningful and funny to me because I am German). But I can not stay with my top five, cause my second all-time favorite scene is when Brian and Justin are celebrating that they betrayed Stockwell (of course they are celebrating with sex) and got interrupted by Stockwell and Gardner Vance. The sex in this scene was so intense and how they undressed each other was just beautiful. But what I also like about this scene is that Brian said "Wanna finish?" after Stockwell and Gardner Vance were gone. He doesn't seem to be mad about Justin and what happened. He wanted to go back to Justin and fuck his brains out like he always does, cause he hates it to get interrupted when he has his time with Justin.

To write down my top five was really difficult cause I love nearly all the britin scenes the show gives us, but I tried.

My favorite scenes from the show in general:

5. I really love the scene in s3 ep14 when everyone at Liberty Avenue is celebrating that Stockwell lost the election and Mel and Lindsey had their absolutely cute moment. They were sooo happy together, and I loved them very much in that scene. I also love the britin scene in the last moments of season three when Brian said, "I guess I've lost everything." And Justin answered, "Not everything." to show Brian, he will stay with him no matter what happens.

4. I also really enjoyed the scene in s1 ep1 when Daphne asked Justin where he was, and he just said, "I saw the face of god! His name is Brian Kinney." This scene is so funny but also shows how much Justin felt in love with Brian after one, okay two times, they had sex.

3. And you're right! I love the scenes where the whole group of friends helped for Mel´ and Lind's wedding. It was such so beautiful how they all worked together and Mel was soo happy about this. In my opinion, she wanted to hug Brian, but she knew it would be awkward for both of them, so she just smiled and punched him softly.

2. I really liked much of the scenes with Emmett and George. In my opinion they were a good and cute mature couple. And Emmett was so tough with the thing with George's money to give the whole money back to his awful family just to make his point clear.

1. I really don't like Cody Bell and what he made Justin do, but I love his little argument in the church with the reverent. "What's your point, young man?" "I believe the point is, if you can eat shrimp, we can eat cock!" I love this quote. It's so on the point and so true.

My favorite episode:

I would say my favorite episode in the show is s2 ep9, cause in serious times it's nice to watch it and just laugh about it. This whole episode is just funny and nice. The beginning where Brian fucks the reverent is so cool, cause in first place I thought Brian is just fucking around as always, but then he leans to the side and kisses Justin. And Micheal says they have a date night. Their definition of a date night is so cool. And then the whole thing with Ted taking viagra and the conversation on Mel´and Linds´ veranda, "What do you mean, you still have an erection?!" "Thank you, CNN!" is just so hilarious. Brian's idea to spook Ted's penis and when he said Mel and Lindsay should show him their tits to turn him of is soo funny. And after that, the scene where Justin and Brian really stole Teds viagra and are fucking for the tenth time this day and their conversation "I can't believe you're fucking me again." "It was your idea to steal Ted's viagra." is so fucking hilarious, too. The whole thing with Brian's mum is so shitty, and I hate Joan so much that it's actually funny again. How Brian holds his hands in front of his erection, so his mum can not see it, is so funny. I just love everything about this episode, so I should stop.

I could write so much more about other (favorite) episodes, so I should stop. It's too much.

I hope you all can understand what I wrote in here. English is not my first language, but I really try.

[irlnumbuh3]

more teen sector v headcanons

a/n: if anyone knows any highschool or even college fics of them plz send them my way i miss them so much :’)

cw: i swear lol , 3x4, 2x5, weed sorry not sorry

- nigel’s basement becomes the new hangout spot for the group

- there are so many consoles, bean bag chairs, and even a pool table. yeah they hook it up real nice B) they still even have that old couch of theirs!

- they meet there pretty frequently after school, always at least one day out of the week. it’s like a second home for them

- nigel’s parents install a ring camera at the door and they all have the app downloaded to see whatever messages are left on there 😭 they always send them in the gc they have together

nigel: wally please stop putting ur mouth on the ring camera. thank you

abby: i told him last week that it was nasty🤦🏽‍♀️

wally: haters r my motivators

kuki: we are on our way to do it right now!! :D

nigel: not you too kuki….

hoagie: oh yeah not just those two😈

nigel: QUIT PUTTING ALL OF YOUR MOUTHS ON MY CAMERA.

- hoagie is the first to get his license so he’ll give his friends rides pretty often

- he inherits this old beat up van from his aunt. and wow it is UGLY

- oh but of course everyone has to respect his “Betsy” because she’s his beautiful lady

- and if you don’t respect Betsy… well you’re gonna have to walk

- hoagie also treasures Betsy because well that’s where him and abby had their first kiss

- never forget when they all were going to get pizza after school in hoagie’s van and it broke down mid drive

- no like Betsy gave out 2 miles before they got there and everyone was yelling at hoagie to just get rid of the van

- nigel could’ve gotten his license first because he is the oldest but he just never really got the time to because he’s always busy in school

- and yeah they make fun of him because this boy doesn’t even have his permit

- wally gets his license after hoagie, then abby, and then kuki who was a little scary to teach how to drive 😭

- wally being the loving boyfriend he is would try to show her but oh god would his patience run a little thin

- because well he drives a pickup. and kuki hates pickups, at least driving them. she’s a passenger princess when it comes to driving w her bf 🤷🏼‍♀️

- like the passenger seat is specifically reserved for her bc she’s made it her own

- and well because wally only likes to drive next to her 🤔

- even though they fight over the radio but that’s another story

- speaking of that abby usually always has the aux because this girl has the best fucking music taste 😭

- like she always knows what the group is feeling that day so the right songs are ALWAYS PLAYEDDD

- one day after school they all make a shared spotify album for their car rides

- abby likes r&b and some pop, kuki is a pop girl and just party music, hoagie also really likes r&b and just old classics, and omg is he a tyler the creator dickrider me too, no one ever really knows what nigel listens to but he always knows every song they play, and wally is into rock and nu-metal

- but what always gets everyone hyped is like old justin timberlake for some reason LMFAOOO like My Love Featuring T.I. never fails in that car

- never forget when they hotboxed the absolute SHITTTT out of hoagie’s van LMAO

- well because idk i headcanon wally is a smoker 🤷🏼‍♀️ not a crazy pothead but you know it helps him relax so why not

- and you know maybe one day he rolled some for his friends on a saturday night when nigel’s parents were out of town

- definition of perfect opportunity ^^^^

- and that was the only way nigel agreed😭he was freaking out over the smell it would make in his house

- kuki had gotten high ONCE before because well she was curious of why her boyfriend liked to do it

- and he didn’t want her to smoke alone or with other people without knowing how she’d react so he made sure she only smoked when they were together that first time

- and yeah she’s a giggler

- so yup the sesh was a little funny because abby’s tolerance was good, she felt so relaxed, kuki is a big laugher so everything becomes funny, hoagie becomes a TALKER OH MY GOD he does not stop talking and nigel FINALLY RELAXES

- he was the most hesitant which is funny because after he starts regularly asking if they can have a sesh after school he feels like a bad boy it’s really funny

- i mean, he’s in charge of EVERYTHING at school and he’s an all honors kid🤷🏼‍♀️and lizzie just drives his ass crazy. he needs to de-stress somehow

- their usual thing to do is get high and watch movies in the basement. oh and food is always ordered no matter what time it is😭those 5 can EAT

- the 711 runs after are always the best

- sometimes they run into people from school at 711 and those people always kind of envy the friendship the 5 have

- they stayed close from elementary through middle and all the way to highschool. no one ever said anything to them but, lots of people admired the bond they had for all being so different

- wally is well respected in school, not because he’s a bully like how he used to be, but because he’s cool if you are. if you leave him alone, he’ll leave you alone. if you don’t mess with his friends ESPECIALLY his girlfriend, ur fine. but get on his nerves? and ur screwed

- not only is he respected bc of that but because he’s the school’s best soccer player. no one could really pick on him, he was strong, he had gotten diagnosed with adhd and dyslexia so finally was able to maintain his grades (people finally stopped calling him dumb) he was cool as long as you are, and he just grew up (especially in height that boy got TALL)

- he learned how to maintain his anger too because of his lovely girlfriend , kuki sanban!

- Gallagher High’s sweetheart. she was smart, pretty, SO WELL RESPECTED, and a social butterfly. you could NOT hate kuki sanban, maybe out of jealousy, but never for any other reason

- she tutored underclassmen, participated so much in school events, and was a cheerleader. none of that ever got to her head though, she was still the same sweetheart everyone knew in elementary

- but she’s also another one that is only cool if you are. if you mess with her, her friends, her boyfriend, or her little sister? she will not give you the time of day

- wally taught her how to defend herself better while she taught him how to better control his anger. yeah they’re cute (i love them so much can you tell???)

- hoagie is the school’s pretty quiet boy. he’s an ambivert. he seems very introverted at first but once you become his friend , that boy is social! he’s also in band but he’s those really cool band kids everyones friends with

- people also FINALLY started thinking he was funny too. he and wally pull pranks in school all of the time

- some people called him a nerd and would make fun of him but wally got that all to end and people started giving him a chance

- he’s a dnd player i don’t make the rules

- everyone meet dnd club’s president hoagie gilligan🫡

- lots of people had crushes on him but his eyes only stayed focused on one girl, abby lincoln :)

- everyone loved abby, everyone had always liked her since elementary school! she was kind and just fucking COOLLL she’s a badass

- everyone knows abby in school and abby knows everyone. she could befriend anyone no matter what “clique” people thought you belonged to

- she’s on the schools track team and WOW is she good

- the group always goes to support her at her track meets :’) she is definitely someone to watch

- she gets offered lots of scholarships because of track. when i tell you she’s good, SHE IS GOOD!

- and lastly we have our nigel uno! the silent cool guy

- no really, everyone knows him, but unlike abby, he does not know everyone 😭 he’s kind of just focused on his goals and his friends

- when highschool first started, people liked to pick on him for doing so much at school and being a perfectionist. but then people actually got to the know the kid and he was a cool guy

- and when rumor spread that someone saw THE nigel uno high at 711 with his friends, people knew there was more than just a strict/un-fun layer to him

- he was the grade’s class president and actually handled his stuff pretty well. he knew wrong from right and when there were good and bad times for things. he was so well respected by teachers and his fellow other geeks

- and well people kind of dug his british accent LMFAOAOAOA

- he gets confused when popular kids nod their head to him or fist bump him but he doesn’t question it. he thinks no one knows him but they all really do

- and plus. you couldn’t be in a friend group with the other 4 and not be admired in some way. when i tell you the school all knew their iconic group, i mean it

- in a place with petty drama and rumors, people wanted what those 5 had. a real bond and love for eachother

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HEY what are your thoughts on conrad and the fix, im so normal about them and im trying to come up with some ideas make a fanfic about them. Dan fucks and conrad are also so very much :)

I love Conrad and Fix's dynamic, I think about them post-canon a lot so I'd be more than happy to share <3

I imagine that once Conrad comes to the conclusion that he doesn't have to live in the streets, he spends a lot of time helping out at the Orphanage for Wayward Interests. He's growing up now, but he spent a lot of time there when Madam Loathing was still in charge, he knew a lot of the kids. He's very happy to see that they're all getting the love they deserve now.

The Fix is always happy to have him over, actively encouraging it really if it means Conrad has a place to stay. Pasha adores him too, of course. They have one of those doorframe markers for him where they measure his height, and he gets super giddy whenever he's grown even an inch.

Sometimes The Fix will read/tell stories to the kids, and Conrad will curl up with Justin and listen. He still doesn't always understand what The Fix tells him, but it's started making a bit more sense as time goes on.

Conrad slipped up and called The Fix 'dad' once and felt super embarrassed about it until Pasha later pulled him aside to say that she and The Fix would be happy to welcome him into their family if he so wished because they both cared for him as their own. (The reason The Fix wasn't the one telling him this is because he got Emotional™️, he's been domesticated)

Every time Conrad comes over, The Fix has him do an exercise where he recounts three good things that happened since the last time they saw each other. They're working on him learning to be more positive :)

As for Conrad and Dan, I think as Conrad grows, he develops a bit more sass as well as his independence. He doesn't actually mind living outdoors, Mentopolis is a much safer city now with Anastasia in charge, and all the people he sees leave Sugah's seem happy so it's not as dreary and depressing as it was before. Still, I think he deserves to sass Dan a bit (he is an asshole and I love him) and I can only imagine that the attitude would make Dan respect him more. They don't interact much, even less so without any of the other PIs present, but Dan begrudgingly comes to care for him.

Dan does grow worried when Conrad doesn't come back to his ally for a few days. He masks it with his usual snappy attitude the next time he does see Conrad but was very relieved to find that he was only at the Orphanage. He still offers to pay the kid even when he isn't around much anymore, giving some half-assed reason about making sure Conrad stays out of the way of business, just to make sure he has some spending money when he's out and about. (Conrad did end up getting a nice green jacket, and eventually a new cap to match :))