#but i started watching the new super pets movie that came out recently and it's super cute lol

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I have another Clark HC since I put my thoughts about Clark’s glasses in your notes (so glad to see someone with such good Superman opinions 🫡) - if you have Krypto in the story and maybe in Clark’s escape pod with him, he would have heard his parents say the word Krypton a lot, so even if he wasn’t old enough to talk he may have tried to repeat the sound. then when he landed on Earth he’s saying “krypto-krypton” and Ma and Pa name the dog that (if Krypto had a collar and dog tag, they can’t read it). Clark forgets about the word Krypton as he grows up, then he tears up when he sets up the Fortress of Solitude and realizes his dog is named after his home planet

awwwwww 🥺🥺🥺

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Gifts

Any holiday or day where gifts were given was taken with utmost seriousness in the Wayne household.  Or in other words, it was a competition to one up each other’s gifts.  It all started when Jason came to the house and Dick had come back to visit for the holidays.  Marinette hadn’t really understood what was happening when she happily opened Dick’s present, which was a new knitting kit with so many different materials.  She ran over to him and hugged him tightly as Alfred took photos.  Dick had glanced over at Jason and smirked at him, but Jay-Jay only rolled his eyes with his arms crossed.  She still hadn’t opened his after all, and he was around her more now than Dick was, which meant he had a higher advantage of knowing her new interests and endeavors.  So he watched as she pulled out a thick book of fashion design and her own embroidery set.  Her eyes practically glowed as stared at the set.  Jason hadn’t even seen her move because next thing he knew strong arms were wrapped around him.  The 7-year-old had definitely been taught by Dick on how to hug people.

Bruce gazed lovingly at his children, but he knew about their competition, and he would not be outdone by his sons.

“Daddy, Daddy, look what Birdy and Jay-Jay gave me!  They’re so nice!  Feel the material Birdy got me, I can make so many things now!”

“That sounds amazing, Bluebell.”

Marinette smiled brightly as she showed Bruce the gifts that she got.

“Do you want to see what I got you?”

He asked amusedly.  Marinette began to hop on her toes in excitement, because daddy’s always had the best gifts!

“Yes please!”

Bruce smiled and pointed out a small, thin, rectangular box under the tree.  She leaped over to it and when she opened it her mouth dropped open and she squealed.

“You got me tickets to Sophie Theallet’s fashion show?!”

She was jumping with joy as she stared at the five tickets in her hand.  Bruce looked over at and smirked at the boys.  He won, again.  They groaned and sulked in annoyance.  Why did he always win?

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Marinette was 9 when she finally figured out what her family was doing, and she knew that she would be the one to give the absolute best gifts to her family!  Her family deserved something super special, so she went to work.  Her Birdy was part of the circus and they had a lot of equipment he often used.  But what could she do that would be super special and make her win the competition?  Then it hit her, she knew exactly what she would do!  She would need to ask Alfred for help, but it would be worth it!

Next was Jay-Jay.  She didn’t know much about his past as he always told her that she had to wait till she was older, but she knew about him now.  Jay-Jay loved to read and would often read to her, he really liked hoodies and comfy things, and he liked to bake with Alfred and her.  So maybe…….yea!  She would do that, it shouldn’t be that hard to do.

Daddy always got her such nice gifts, how could she ever beat him?  There had to be something she could do to outdo him.  He was Batman, he worked with the Justice League, he loved all of them, and sometimes if he finished his work early would watch movies with them!  But he was always so good and knew exactly what to get.  She would try though, she had an idea and she hoped it would work.

Alfred, he deserved the best gift because of everything he did for them!  She already knew the perfect gift for her grandpa Alffie!

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Christmas arrived and she stared out the window as the snowflakes fell onto the covered yard.  Maybe they could go sledding today, that would be so much fun!  She was so transfixed in the snow, and thinking of how pretty a dress would be with the same color and different designs, that she hadn’t noticed her brothers sneaking up on her.  A squeal left her lips as she was lifted into the air and twirled around wrapped in the warm embrace of her Birdy.  She giggled as he spun and squeaked as she was gently thrown into the air, only to land on the couch.

“Good morning Blueberry.”

Dick chirped happily.  She giggled again and leaned into Jay-Jay’s hand as he ruffled her hair.

“Morning Pixie-pop.  Sleep well?”

“Morning Birdy and Jay-Jay.  I slept great, thank you.  Did either of you?”

Jason shrugged with a small smirk,

“I slept fine, though I wouldn’t have minded sleeping a little longer.  You missed Dick’s hallway caroling this morning.”

“I sounded amazing, thank you very much.  And I was too excited to fully sleep.  I’m going to win this year.”

Dick said pridefully.

“No way, I’m totally going to beat you.”

Jason deffied puffing out his chest slightly.  Marinette giggled and called out,

“No, I’m going to beat all of you!  I will be the champion gift giver this year.”

They looked at her and smirked.

“Only in your dreams Pix.”

“You’ll see,”

She replied, crossing her arms and lifting her nose in the air like she had seen some of the people at the galas do.

“Then you’ll have to agree with me!”

They all gave each other sceptical looks before laughing and continued to talk until daddy came down.  When he finally did, the competition commenced.  The first person to open presents was her, obviously, as she was the youngest.  Dick had given her a really nice and fancy art kit, and she loved it!  Jay-Jay had given her tickets and backstage passes to the theater for The Nutcracker, she had been wanting to see it for a while now.  Alfred had told her that he would teach her how to make a super secret recipe, and she would be able to help him with dinner today too!  Daddy, he was too clever, too cunning.  He had given her a pet hamster, and it was beautiful!  She couldn’t beat him now, her gift was nothing compared to-to this!  She tries though, and maybe she could win second?  Yea, she would be ok with second, if she got this adorable baby creature.  She couldn’t even be mad or disappointed, because look at its cute little feet and adorable eyes!

Next was Jay-Jay.  The others had given him some really nice things, but she felt that hers was the best!  So when he opened it and his eyes shined, she knew she made the right thing!  It had taken her hours to find it, and she had to ask Dad if she could get it since she wasn’t allowed to use the card without permission.  It was one of the first books of Pride and Prejudice ever published, she even got him a fancy ink and quill set so he could better embrace his Harry Potter nerdom.

“This is amazing, thank you Pixie, I guess I do owe you an apology, this is amazing.”

She smiled up at him while gently petting the top of her new hamster's head as it laid on her lap.

“Told you!”

For Dick she had knitted him a collection of stuffed animals that he talked about from the circus.  Alfred had helped her find the material and helped her when she made a mistake or needed help on a particularly tricky part.  She thought she saw Dick’s eyes water for a second.  The next thing she knew she was being tightly hugged, but he left enough room to not squish her furry child.

“Thank you Blueberry, it’s amazing.”

“Of course it is, I made them!”

He chuckled as he pulled away and ruffled her already messed up hair.

She had made Daddy a picture book and had decorated it with black and yellow glitter, bats, and different birds.  Throughout the book were all of the pictures that she was able to get her hands on dated and labeled in order from oldest photo to most recent.  He had a soft smile as he looked through the book and when he finally looked back up to his slightly nervous daughter he pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead.

“I think you won this year.”

“Nuh ah!  You gave me a hamster!  There’s no way I could have won!”

“Well, I think all the others would agree that you thought of and made some very amazing gifts.”

She turned to look at the others as they gave gentle nods and thumbs up.  Her cheeks felt really warm and she smiled at them all.

“Thank you.  Now Grandpa Alffie needs to open his presents!”

Alfred smiled at the small child and opened the gifts he had received from the others.  Marinette had made and embroidered a new handkerchief for him.  He seemed to like it as he immediately placed it in his pocket.  She was the victor of this year's Christmas gift exchange, but she still felt that Daddy beat her.

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As years passed and her family grew so did the competition.  Sadly, it would be harder to her her family their most desired gifts as she had decided to study abroad in Paris that year, but she would be da*ed if she didn’t try her hardest.  She had gotten better with her skills for making things over the years, and so much had happened.  Jason had died and come back, that was the hardest time of her life.  They had new people adopted into the family, and she even had a little brother!  She was going to meet him this year when she went to visit for the winter break.  She would have the glasses with her at all times in case there was an attack so she could quickly come back here and take care of it.

When she arrived at the Gotham Airport and saw her large family standing and holding a sign as they looked for her she ran up to them as quickly as she could.

“Pixie!”

Jason called out, catching the small girl and twirling her around.  She laughed and when she was put down created the rest of her family just as happily.  When she finally came face to face with her little brother she held out her hand.  Her family said he was more formal and was very against physical touch that he did not agree to or initiate.  He eyed her hand suspiciously before shaking it and giving her a nod.

“Damian Al Ghul-Wayne.”

“Marinette Wayne.  It’s nice to finally meet you Damian.”

They both let go after a firm shake.  She already had a gift for him, and Kagami helped her find the perfect one.  It was a nice blade, the blade was completely black, but had a red tint to it and red gains that delicately ran through it.  The hilt was of fine golden metal and a strong leather grip.  She had made the sheath for the blade.  With strong leather and an inner layer of Kevlar so the sword would be protected.  She had carved in Arabic symbols to spell out “Son of Bat” and had sewn a few almost unnoticeable small robins along the bottom and top of the inky black material.

For Tim, she had gotten him the best coffee beans in all of Paris and she had made him new lounge clothes that identified with his hero persona of Red Robin that had many hidden pockets and two large to-go coffee cups, one on each sleeve.

For Jason she had made him a new leather Jacket with book quotes embroidered all over the inside of the inner material.  There were lots of different pockets, and a few tailor made to fit his guns.  She had put a few Jagged Stone concert tickets in one of the pockets too.

For Stephanie, she had made purple silk pajamas that had waffles all over it.  She had even made sure that there was a hood connected to the pj shirt.

For Cass, just like Jason had done for her, gotten tickets for The Nutcracker.  She had also gotten her ballerina shoes, the best one and most highly recommended ones from the Paris Ballet.

For Dick she had made him an elephant onesie.  Why you may ask, well because for her birthday he had given her a mouse one.  So was it spite for being called short, or was it her trying to match, nobody needs to know.

She had made Alfred a new apron with the words “Don’t try anything, I already know.”  Neatly sewed in cursive into it.

She had gotten Babs a new eskrima stick infused with a bit of her luck in it so no one would underestimate her in battle as she would always have luck on her side giving her the upper hand.  She may be disabled, but that doesn’t stop her from kicking butt.

Finally, her gift for her dad.  This one was hard, because she wasn’t around to know what had caught his eye this year, and her siblings refused to tell her.  It was fine though, because she would figure it out.  And she did, or at least she had tried.  She ended up making him a bee suit jacket with everybody’s names sewed into the inner lining, multiple pockets for convenience, and black bats that would only be shown in the right lighting.  She would win this year, she would!  Sadly, Dick had won last year, but she would regain her crown again this year!  She would be the best gift giver of her whole family!!!

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Notes on SU Commentary Tracks

I watched the commentary tracks on the Complete Steven Universe DVD Set and I took some nerd notes.

The episodes with commentary tracks are “Reunited,” “Change Your Mind,” and “The Future.”

I’ll bold stuff that was maybe bigger news or more surprising for easier reading. And yes, some of this was already known from podcasts, other Q&As, or interviews, but I listed it if they said it again here.

Read on after the jump to read these and other highlights:

Steven’s original wedding speech

Older ideas on dialogue for Lapis when she came back to the beach

Scrapped concepts for the scene that ultimately included Steven communicating with the others in a mindscape

Discussions of earlier concepts for White Diamond having a power to “freeze” Gems into statues to make them perfect and having a gallery of them on Homeworld

Pink Pearl’s original fate

The translation of the writing on Obsidian’s sword

The origin of Pink Steven’s design

What Rebecca did to pitch the “SHE’S GONE” scene

Earlier plans to include Shep in “Change Your Mind”

An unused concept of how Steven feels about Biggs

The inspiration for the Heaven and Earth Beetles’ healed design

How Volleyball/Pink Pearl was almost a mini-villain

Discussion of how they did not get to share the origin of the Diamonds

Jasper’s scrapped participation in the movie

“Reunited” - 

Commentary with Rebecca Sugar, Ben Levin, Matt Burnett, Hilary Florido, Joe Johnston, Ian Jones-Quartey, and Kat Morris.

In 2015, an episode idea called “If You Love Yourself So Much” was discussed but rejected. It included some early ideas that ended up getting incorporated into “Reunited,” most notably Garnet marrying herself and putting rings on both hands.

The idea of the Cluster arm wrestling was planned for a long time. A scrapped idea of Steven banging his fist on a vending machine to get some Chaaaaps was supposed to visually parallel some of that scene, but it was axed.

When they got pushback on the wedding idea, they kept adding more and more “high entertainment value” items like a big musical number so the episode would be absolutely unmissable and appealing to everyone.

The song at the beginning of the episode was meant to check in with the entire cast and sort of remind you they exist and what their state of mind is going into the wedding.

Ian made a comment joking about “All 15 people in Beach City” being in the audience.

Just about everyone on the Crew touched this episode, despite that there are four main storyboarders credited for “Reunited.”

In 2016 Ian Jones-Quartey proposed marriage to Rebecca Sugar. They felt like the characters based on them (Sapphire and Ruby) HAD to get married in the show now because otherwise it wouldn’t be honest. But then their characters got married before they did.

They really love the idea of having characters get married who have known each other for a really long time, versus the fairy tale trope of movies ending with weddings between people who have met very recently.

Steven’s speech as officiator at the wedding used to be longer in its first draft--it was described as being weird and full of jokes, and there would have been a scene with Pearl getting weepy and pulling tissues out of her pearl.

Ian mentions loving a joke Jeff came up with having Greg play one chord to make Steven fall asleep--it’s sort of a “dream” chord you hear in cartoons a lot before a dream sequence.

The Crew discussed what it might be like if someone had never seen the show before and started with this episode.

Ian really wanted Steven’s psychic powers to figure into the episode.

Blue using a sadness wave to attack the Gems was a very old idea they’d planned for a long time. So was Lapis’s arrival.

There was a discussion of having Lisa Hannigan performing her lines as Blue VERY early in the morning.

Ian was happy the sword got broken because it was so momentous but it was just a sword. And later appeared on a shelf in the house as an artifact.

Miki had drawn a torn dress for Garnet at one point so she could be shown fighting and moving around more accurately, and this led to a long discussion of whether Gem clothing can even actually get torn the way human clothes can. They concluded that no, it shouldn’t be torn, so they backed up and gave Garnet an open-front dress from the beginning so the fighting version would make more sense.

Lapis originally might have had a longer speech upon arriving back on the beach. They eventually decided to just have her say “Hey.”

The barn falling on Blue Diamond was an intentional Wizard of Oz reference.

They point out that Steven even once said “drop the barn on the beach” (in a previous episode, “Can’t Go Back,” which was also a Miki episode).

Destroying the house was a big deal, and they always thought they’d end up doing it but backed away from it until “Reunited.” They almost even did it back in “Coach Steven”! But it just ended up with a little damage to the porch.

The Crew thinks Miki is really good at drawing ensemble shots.

Rebecca was always overwhelmed whenever she got to have Patti LuPone record for Yellow.

Originally the giant figures of everyone’s statue bodies in the mindscape were too dark and had to be revamped so they could be seen.

An earlier idea of Steven’s “psychic-ghost-situation” had him as a ghost actually trying to interact with the other characters during fighting action, but it was pulled back to this mindscape so there wouldn’t be as much confusing action to keep track of and more focus on what Steven was doing to encourage his teammates and contact the Diamonds.

Hilary was glad not to have to block out a fight.

Ian mentions loving having Bismuth back in the group.

They originally wanted the “Diamonds sensing Pink’s energy” plot to happen when Steven was in the palace somehow, but everything got moved to this scene--which the Crew all agrees turned out incredible, like how cool it was to have Steven essentially reminding each character why they fight and summing up their whole arc in a sentence.

“Change Your Mind”

Commentary with Rebecca Sugar, Ben Levin, Matt Burnett, Hilary Florido, Joe Johnston, Ian Jones-Quartey, and Kat Morris.

They like to refer to this episode as “The movie before the movie.”

They loved incorporating “princess tropes” into Steven’s time on Homeworld, which is why there were so many references to “mice” (well, Pebbles) making clothes, being locked in a tower, being reminded of his manners, loving animals and freeing imprisoned pets, etc. 

Deedee did the voice of the rainbow worm pet. She apparently didn’t find it memorable and was surprised when she was reminded she did the voice.

Rebecca was super excited for the confrontation with Blue.

There was some discussion of how Steven would have died of starvation if he didn’t have someone practical like Connie to remember to bring food.

They love working with the huge scale the Diamonds present.

The Crew always wanted to put someone in Blue’s hair loop. Originally they wanted Blue to tuck Greg in there when she kidnapped him, but they didn’t end up being able to do any hair-loop-carrying until this episode.

The Crew bantered back and forth about what the heck those Pebbles’ names were and how hard it was to track them.

They agreed that Paul draws the best Yellow Diamond, which makes sense since he also drew the first episode with Yellow (and her stink face). 

The scene where Yellow asks Blue to stop using her powers on her and then realizing she’s crying on her own was one of Rebecca’s favorite scenes to get to finally.

Steven Sugar thought Gems would spend a lot of time in their own chambers/rooms just not really doing much of anything unless they had to fulfill their purpose.

Some of the Homeworld ideas were based on a Soviet artist’s concepts, Boris Artzybasheff, and also many ideas were inspired by Busby Berkeley regarding how people were objects and furniture.

The mech was an old idea. Once they had the hand ship from “Jailbreak,” they knew there had to be bodies somewhere.

They focused a lot about what could be the coolest and funniest way for something to happen. The concept of the yellow and blue spaceship arms appearing out of the sky to smack the White Diamond mech around was one of those.

Rebecca really wanted things to look more and more cartoony and bizarre as you get deeper into Homeworld.

They spent a very long time trying to decide on characters’ new outfits.

The trash can lid is said to be a reference to “a flying bear cartoon” and they dance around speaking a direct reference because they’re not sure they’re allowed to say its name.

In discussing the powers of the Diamonds, there were debates on what White’s power would be; with Yellow being physicality-based and Blue being emotion-based, they thought White as identity-based made the most sense.

Different ways to express this were played with before settling on the idea that she thinks she’s perfect and others’ colors make them less like her and less perfect. But then she becomes a hostage to her own beliefs about herself because if she does anything that reflects on everyone else, so it’s best to do nothing.

They had some cool earlier ideas of White’s powers making statues out of other Gems and having a gallery full of frozen Gems, frozen by White to make them perfect.

They also weren’t sure what fate befell the original Pink Pearl and discussed whether she might have been destroyed. 

Rebecca discussed how creepy it was to have White Pearl speaking in Christine’s voice and not Deedee’s--that we should find it fundamentally disturbing at this point.

Tom Herpich came up with the crack on White Pearl’s face.

In real life, pink diamonds aren’t understood as well as yellows and blues. It’s more known what makes a diamond yellow or blue, and some of those facts Rebecca researched were originally woven into the speech White gave about their “impurities.” But it turned out to be too dry and most of it got cut.

Rebecca loves having Lapis with pants and sandals for easier cosplay.

Ian had to draw the scene where Steven is falling and fusing with inert characters--he wasn’t able to properly explain it to Rebecca so she had him draw it.

They really wanted Rainbow Quartz 2.0 to have a scarf, but they couldn’t figure out how to get that into Pearl’s design. They miss the scarf.

It was really important to have these Fusions display call-forwards of the Gems’ new outfits which we hadn’t yet seen.

Rebecca points out that Sunstone’s design breaks a design rule and she feels like Sunstone should have Garnet’s pant leg colors on their legs, but at the same time she understands the rule of cool and likes it like this.

It’s discussed how none of Steven’s fusion weapons are exclusively offensive weapons either.

Rebecca still really wants a suction cup Sunstone toy.

Sunstone’s ability to transcend reality and break the fourth wall was a joke that exploded in the discussion room among the Crew. As soon as the idea was pitched everyone kept coming up with ideas. Sardonyx’s fourth-wall-breaking is more snarky, but Sunstone’s is helpful.

Rebecca was disappointed that the rule about Steven’s clothes wasn’t always followed with having his clothes appear on Obsidian’s hand, but she was delighted that you could see them in one scene.

They spent a lot of discussion time on making sure Steven-Obsidian was different somehow from Rose-Obsidian. The hair is different.

Old versions of Obsidian were drawn with wrapped-together Twizzlers legs, which sort of is reflected in the present design.

The sword had been planned forever--and it first appeared in “Bubble Buddies.”

Miki worked on the Ninja Turtles show so Rebecca was really excited to see her depictions of Bismuth and Sunstone.

An early plan to have Obsidian draw the sword from their mouth was complicated because fusion weapons should be combinations, so they finally reached the solution of having them combine to make the hilt, then get the blade out of Obsidian’s mouth.

The blade of the sword is thought to say “We’ll always save the day,” but you’d have to ask Steven Sugar.

Another really old idea was climbing into the White Diamond mech eye.

Rebecca was disappointed that some of the merch made of White Diamond did not feature her cape sparkles.

There were many debates early on about where Rose might “actually” be. There were tons of references to this fundamental question throughout the show--introducing Lapis as a Gem trapped in an object, having Pearl ponder pulling Steven’s Gem out as a baby, straight-up wondering what would happen to him in “Bubbled” when Eyeball was trying to take his Gem, etc. They all decided Rose was definitely gone but that the idea of her possibly being inside him should be on his mind a lot, leading to disturbing images like dreaming about coughing up her hair.

Yellow Diamond and Blue Diamond both challenged Steven about things he was very confident about, but White’s question of his identity got to him because he in fact is not confident about that.

The black and white eeriness of the fuzzy background and the other characters having their colors washed out helped make the scene in White Diamond’s head so disturbing and creepy.

The split screen showing Steven’s two perspectives was exciting to Rebecca, and was a pretty old idea. And she points out it sort of “breaks the show.”

The Gem Steven, Pink Steven, was represented by a slightly modified version of his model sheet. Everyone laughed when they saw what was getting used.

They decided that an earlier idea of Pink Steven looking angry should be replaced by an emotionless version of him. All the emotion should be with Organic Steven.

In the pitch meeting for this episode, Rebecca herself screamed “SHE’S GONE!!” and shocked the hell out of everyone. She pointed out how no one expected this of her because she’s pretty quiet, but she just wanted to shock everyone the way Steven would in the show.

They point out this is the first appearance of the geometric shield that got so much use in Future.

The fact that Steven is Steven is the ultimate reveal of the show. Usually in fantasy shows there’s some other kind of revelation, but Steven just being amazingly human and amazingly Gem and amazingly himself is wonderful here.

They like having the pilot reference with “What’s your excuse?”

If Rose had somehow still been alive in him, all of this would have been cheapened.

Ian loves that you can faintly hear Sadie’s concert from way out in space as the camera approaches Earth.

They got a lot more use out of the Beach-A-Palooza stage than they thought they would when it had to be designed for “Steven and the Stevens.” There was a joke about how at one of the conventions a real Beach-A-Palooza stage was constructed and they had a thought about how oh good, it’s getting reused.

Sadie having green hair in the finale was a late change but they liked showing her progression. 

They had originally kicked around the idea of Sadie already having her new partner Shep at this point, but decided to develop that in Future instead.

They compare White Diamond’s stepping gingerly into the fountain to skeptically getting into a public pool.

Some silliness they didn’t get to use was that Biggs would be “beloved by everyone” except Steven. They never got to cover it, but originally Steven was just going to not really understand why everyone loves her so much and doesn’t personally much care for her.

The Heaven and Earth Beetles are based on the Mothra Ladies.

The healed Gems’ horns are supposed to be side effects of the corruption that they continue to bear in the present.

Larimar and Orange Spodumene ended up different in the ending scene than they became in Future. Many of the designs were retroactively pulled into this scene after being designed for the movie.

Rebecca wrote “Change Your Mind” as a personal song to express her feelings surrounding her fight for the wedding.

“The Future”

Commentary with Rebecca Sugar, Kat Morris, Alonso Ramirez Ramos, Hilary Florido, Joe Johnston, and Ian Jones-Quartey.

The animatic for this episode ran SO long--they’re supposed to be just over 11 minutes but this one was 17 minutes.

Steven’s calisthenics routine, a callback to “Future Vision,” was on the chopping block to make the episode shorter but Rebecca wouldn’t allow it to be cut because she wanted to show that Steven’s been taking care of himself.

They were very excited to get a chance to cover some of the things in Future that they couldn’t squeeze into the original show, like the unbubbled Rose Quartzes, Volleyball, etc.

The new writers on the show also helped bring forward the idea of Steven finally making some of his OWN mistakes to fix.

This also helped construct the idea of Steven essentially being the “final boss” of his own battle.

Usually stories that involve someone being in a fight and winning don’t explore the effect just being in a fight has on a person, regardless of whether you won. 

Rebecca really wanted to play Ocarina of Time after beating it so she could go back to all the places and see how people were doing. She wanted this epilogue series to explore that a little too.

Little Homeschool is sort of a Tiny Toons reference--older cartoons teach younger cartoons how to be cartoons, and this is Gems teaching other Gems how to be Gems on Earth. 

Lamar came up with the silly joke about receiving that art set with all the different media types in it--the one artists are always getting from a well-meaning relative at holiday time.

A scrapped plot idea involved Volleyball/Pink Pearl as a sort of “mini-villain,” with a focus on her activating the un-activated Pearls.

There’s discussion of how victimization turns people into villains sometimes. But since showing that happening with Volleyball wouldn’t have served the interests of Steven’s arc, they couldn’t fit it in.

There was also a “very specific” Gem origin and Diamond origin story that’s quasi-religious in nature--it’s very cool and complicated. But they do not tell us what it is.

Ian and Joe both really wanted to have Jasper living alone in the woods and stacking rocks. They’re glad they got this series to do that with her.

There was originally an idea for a B-plot involving Jasper in the movie. They don’t discuss the specifics.

There were many ideas they didn’t get to work on because they would have started new arcs and Future was not about kicking new plots into gear.

“Mr. Universe” was the last episode they wrote/finished.

Miki really wanted to include a kiss between Connie and Steven to show their relationship was okay. Among the Crew everyone knew their relationship was basically eternal but Miki wanted to make sure WE knew that.

Steven driving conveyed momentum for Future; in the original show, we always came back to the laundry hand, back to home, but in Future that’s changed and home isn’t what it was. 

They were really excited that a gourd family made it to the crowd scene in Future.

Thanks for reading!

Note: The movie had some commentary tracks too, but the one on this DVD set is the same as the one released on the original standalone movie DVD, so I did not outline it here. Here is my post about the DVD commentary from the movie.

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Boo!

a/n: alright, I think this is the last Halloween fic I’m gonna due, I had one more in me. Thank you to everyone who sent me requests. I tried to sprinkle them all into the four different fics I wrote. This one was mostly inspired by someone who asked for a scared neighbor, and someone who asked for one of them to work at a haunted house! Reblogs and feedback are always helpful! Enjoy! (not proofread)

Warnings: pining, fluff, and smut at the end

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Y/N was a scaredy cat, plain and simple. She loved Halloween, and the fun that came with it, she just hated the things that absolutely made her skin crawl like jump scares, fake blood, movies that were made with the sole purpose of scaring you, and haunted houses. Never has she once wanted to go to a haunted house in her life. She went when she was a little girl, and she ended up being one of this kids that just screamed and cried the entire time. She somehow made it through both It films, but had nightmares for weeks, so she just stays away from these things.

She was a recent graduate, just starting her master’s program, and living on her own for the first time. She loved her flat a whole lot, getting to decorate it however she wanted, and only having herself to blame if the dishes got stacked up or if the bathroom needed tidying. Another reason she loved her flat? Her very cute next door neighbor. She wasn’t sure if he was also in grad school, or was just from the area. She learned his name was Harry one day as they were both checking their mailboxes, and from there they would exchange pleasantries in the elevator or if they saw one another coming or going.

Harry was a tad mysterious in that he was quiet, but his smile always let Y/N know she wasn’t a bother. She had no idea if he was single or not. His apartment was often quiet aside from the occasional person he might bring back with them. She only ever heard muffled giggles, and the sound of his voice lowering an octave, but her bed wasn’t pressed up to the wall they shared, so she really didn’t pay much attention to it. It did make her more mindful for when she brought someone home, though, not wanting him to hear her.

Y/N always liked the little interactions she’d have with her sweet neighbor. It made living alone a little more exciting. She’d have her friends over when she could, and sometimes they got a little glimpse of Harry, and then they’d understand why Y/N couldn’t help but word vomit about him sometimes.

One day, a couple of weeks before Halloween, Harry spots her in the hall just as she’s keying into her place. He grins and comes up behind her.

“Boo!”

“Ah!” She turns around and nearly decks him. “Jesus Christ, Harry!” She clutches her hand to her chest.

“Shit, I didn’t think you’d be so jumpy, I’m sorry.” He rubs the back of his neck.

“No offense, but you’re a large man coming up behind a small woman to scare her on purpose…I think anyone would be scared.” Her face flushes with embarrassment.

“When you put it like that…yikes.” He clears his throat. “Um, I’m glad I caught you, though.”

“Oh?” She perks up a bit. He had genuinely wanted to talk with her?

“Yeah, I work seasonally at this haunted house downtown every year, it’s a lot of fun.” He takes a piece of paper out of his pocket. “I’m supposed to give out some coupons, if you bring a group of five you get a discount, see?” He hands her the coupon and she looks it over.

“You…you work at a haunted house?”

“Just seasonally as a side gig, it pays pretty well. Plus, I get to dress up as different things and scare people.” He smirks.

“Well, I can see you definitely enjoy doing that.” She chuckles slightly.

“I really am sorry about that.” He runs a hand through his hair. “It’s a charity thing, so half the proceeds goes to UNICEF…if that persuades you at all.”

“I’ll, um, I’ll see if my friends want to go, thanks.”

He smiles at her and nods.

“Well, have a good one.” He says, and continues his way down the hall and to the elevator.

Y/N goes into her flat, and sighs heavily. She was fucked, absolutely fucked. She knew her friends would be down to go, but she more so worried about needing to wear a pair of depends or not because she was sure to wet herself at a haunted house.

//

“Why didn’t you just tell him you don’t like haunted houses?” Billy asks her over coffee.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Niall says to the group. “It’s the first time the guy’s said more than a few words to her, she wasn’t going to turn it down. Isn’t that right, Pet?”

“On the nose, Ni.” She sighs. “I looked like enough of a wimp when he scared me in the hall, I didn’t want to look like a total baby by telling him they scare me. Maybe we could go and I could just putter around outside.”

“Why don’t like you like them again? They’re harmless.” Sadie says as she sips on her tea.

“I don’t like the jump scares. I wanna see everything clearly in front of me. I also feel bad for clowns.” Y/N pouts.

“Clowns?” Rob questions.

“Yeah, like, clowns are supposed to be sources of joy, and they’ve been turned into these scary monsters for no good reason.” She takes a bite of her lemon-poppy scone, and swallows. “So…I mean, I have the coupon, would you all come with me? At least he’ll know I have friends.”

“What’s his name again?” Sadie says, taking her phone out. “Harry Styles?”

“Yeah, don’t bother looking him up, he doesn’t have any social media. Or if he does it’s all super private.” Y/N says.

“Of course you’ve tried to look him up before.” Niall teases her.

“Well, he is my neighbor, I wanted to see if I was living next to a creep or not.”

“I think we should go.” Billy says. “We haven’t done anything spooky this season yet.”

“That’s because you’re all too grown to come carve pumpkins and bake cookies with me.” Y/N huffs.

“Tell you what, you roast the seeds from the pumpkins and I’ll come bake with you.” Sadie says, throwing an arm around her friend, and they both giggle.

Later that day, Y/N happens to get into the elevator at the same time as Harry, and she was excited to give him the good news.

“Hey.” She smiles at him. “Um, I talked to my friends, we’ll be at the haunted house this weekend.”

“That’s great! I’ll be there Saturday night for sure.”

“What will you be dressed as? Will you be walking around outside, or will you be inside doing the real scaring?”

“If I told you any of that it wouldn’t be much of a surprise, now would it? No built up suspense.” They both get off the elevator and head down the hall. “See you then.” He winks at her, and she stands by her door a moment going over the interaction in her head.

She just wanted to prepare herself as much as possible. She knew half the fun for the stuff was to actually get people scared, but there was a difference between jumping and laughing at something, and genuinely screaming to the point of tears. Would she actually survive this?

//

Saturday evening, Y/N and her friends head downtown for the haunted house. There was a lot to do outside, so they stop off for candied apples before getting their tickets. She shows her coupon to the cashier, and the group gets their discount. It was just starting to get dark outside, and there were tons of people in costume walking around outside. Some people were taking pictures with them after getting spooked, and Y/N started to feel herself getting nervous.

“Don’t worry, Y/N.” Niall throws his arms around her shoulders. “Bill and I are gonna make a little sandwich with you so you’ll be right between us to grab onto while we walk in.”

“Thanks.” She says.

“Do you see him anywhere, or do you think he’s inside?” Rob asks.

“He wouldn’t tell me when I asked, so I have no idea.” She sighs.

“Well, let’s go get in line, it’s starting to fill up.” Sadie says, and they all head to the line to get inside.

There was someone dressed up like a witch scanning the tickets, and reminds everyone it is single file as you enter the house. Everyone nods, and Y/N grips onto both Niall and Billy’s hands as they form their line.

Harry was outside at the front of the line scoping out the scene. He was taking a little fresh air break before he needed to get back into his room. He was dressed like a dirtbag with a fake chainsaw in his hand. As he scans over the crowd in line he spots Y/N. His eyes widen as he practically sees her trembling. He watches as one of the boys she’s with raises her chin with their finger and says something to her. She smiles at him, and kisses his cheek. Harry furrows his brows in disappointment, and goes back inside.

It’s dark as they all step inside, and her death grip on the boys grows stronger.

“Y/N, close your eyes if you need to, we can guide you in.” Billy says to her as he grips her shoulders.

“Yeah, don’t feel like you even need to-“

“Ahhh!!” She screams when a few ghouls pop out at them. She nearly jumps on Niall’s back from it. “I should have just stayed outside.” Her bottom lip quivers.

“We’ve got you, just keep going.” Sadie says from the rear.

It really was just the jump scares and the darkness. The rooms they were walking in weren’t that scary. Some of them have flashes of lightening and rumbles of thunder, creepy music and floorboard squeaking. Harry’s room was up next. All he had to was pretend to saw into someone’s neck, and let some fake blood out. The only thing was, his room was pitch black, so no one could what was happening until he ripped the cord for the chainsaw.

He recognizes Y/N’s pitiful scream instantly. Usually he gets a kick out of it, from anyone, but when he glances over at the group, and sees her cheeks stained with tears, he feels terrible. The scene is supposed to last a little longer, but he gives a signal to the lighting crew and they make it go dark again. His room was last, so Y/N practically gasps for air once she’s back outside.

“I’m sorry if I ruined it for you all.” She sniffles and wipes her cheeks. Niall sighs and helps her clean her face up.

“You didn’t, Lovie, it’s fine.” He says to her.

“You actually did a lot better than we thought.” Rob says.

“Are your panties dry?” Billy asks.

“Well…yeah.” She giggles.

“Then you did amazing!” Sadie says. “I have to say, I’ve been to my fair share of haunted houses, and that one was fucking scary.”

“Can…can we go get some pizza or something? Maybe some hard ciders? I need a fucking drink.” She jokes, and everyone agrees. She wished she had Harry’s number so she could at least text him that she actually showed up. “Wait! I just wanna go inside and leave a note for Harry.”

Everyone waits outside as she goes back up to the ticketing register. She asks if she can leave a note for him, and the girl at the register all but squeals, and says yes.

Made it through the house, just wanted you to know. Thanks again for the coupon!! – Y/N xx

“I’ll make sure H gets it.” She smiles at Y/N.

“Thank you.” She says, and out the door she goes back to her friends.

Harry felt even more gutted when he received the note. He had been part of the reason she was crying. Why would she have gone if she really didn’t like being scared? Did she go just for him? No way, that other guy she kissed had to be her boyfriend, right?

//

For about a week Harry contemplated knocking on Y/N’s door. He even thought to slide a note underneath, just to be cute, but he chickened out. One night he was getting some studying done when he heard a loud yelp. His head turns in the direction of the sound. Did she have someone over? He’d occasionally hear the squeal of her bed, but in all honesty Harry had a feeling Y/N wasn’t exactly getting her shit rocked. Either that, or she was just one of those really quiet girls. Not a minute later does he hear a quiet tap on his front door. He gets up and pads over to it to look through his peephole. It was a shaking Y/N.

“Y/N?” He says as he unlocks and opens his door. “Are you alright?”

“N-no, I…I don’t know what happened, um, I think something short circuited, and I…I feel so stupid for saying this but I don’t know where the breaker box is.”

“Oh, Pet, you’re not stupid. Took me forever to find mine, do you want some help?”

“If you don’t mind.”

He follows her out into the hall, and into her place.

“Gave you a bit of a fright, didn’t it?” He asks softly.

“Y-yeah.”

Poor thing must have been embarrassed. She was in a pair of pajama pants and a tee shirt, clearly not wearing a bra. He thought she looked adorable, and just wanted to scoop her up, but he couldn’t. He uses his flashlight on his phone, and she involuntarily latches onto his wrist.

“I’m sorry, I’m petrified of the dark.” She tells him.

“It’s alright.” He shifts so he can hold her hand. “The breaker box should be in your pantry, that’s where mine is anyways.”

He heads her over to it, and she lets him open the door. She had a tidy flat, nothing to hide. He opens the box, looks away, flips the switch, and the lights all come back on. She lets out a sigh of relief.

“Oh thank god. I thought I was going to be without heat! Thank you, I have no idea what happened. I don’t have anything overly plugged in.”

“No problem at all.” He smiles at her. “Sometimes it happens at my place, it’s not exactly the newest building, Love.”

“Right.” She swallows and lets go of his hand. He looks in the direction of her kitchen and sees she has a couple of pumpkins on the table.

“What are you up to?”

“Oh, well, I was going to get some cookies in the oven, and then carve some pumpkins. My friends aren’t really into it, but I like it.”

“So you don’t totally hate Halloween then?”

“No, not at all! I…I’m just not a fan of the scary stuff.” She chews on her bottom lip. “Would you…would you care to join me?” It was bold. He probably had plans, or probably just didn’t want to hang out with her.

“I’d love to! Can’t remember the last time I carved a pumpkin.”

“Oh! Well, alright then.” She smiles and leads him into her kitchen. “I have those sugar cookies with the pumpkins and black cats on them. I was about to slice them up before the power went out.”

“I love those, can I help?”

“Sure.”

She preheats the oven and gets a baking sheet out with some parchment paper. She lets him slice up the roll with the black cats as she does the ones with the pumpkins, then she pops them in the oven. She grabs a couple of bowls to place on the table and he raises an eyebrow at her.

“My friends like when I roast the seeds, so we need one bowl for all the guts, and then one for when we separate them.”

“Gotcha.” They each grab one of the little carving knives and cut open the tops of the pumpkins. “Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“If you don’t like the scary stuff then why did you come to the haunted house?”

“Oh…well…I didn’t want to disappoint you. You invited me, and…well….I’ve always wanted to get to know you better, so I thought that would be a good start.”

“You have?”

“Well, yeah, I think you’re the only other young person on our floor.” She laughs. “Are you still in school?”

“Yeah, I’m in grad school.”

“Me too!” She says excitedly and starts scooping the guts out of her pumpkin. Harry does the same.

“You could have just told me, you know, I was using the coupon as an excuse to talk to you.”

“R-really?”

He nods and starts separating the seeds. She watches as his fingers work nimbly. She frightened when she hears the timer go off for the oven.

“Jesus, Y/N….I feel terrible that you’re so jumpy.”

“I think I’m just still a little worked up from the power going out.” She takes the cookies out of the oven and puts them on a cooling rack.

She comes back over and sticks her hands in the bowl of guts along with Harry’s, and they brush together. They look at each other and blush.

“Y/N, do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, do you have a girlfriend?”

“No.”

Everything sort of happens quickly from there. Without caring about the mess, Harry cups her cheeks and pulls her into a tender kiss. He backs her up against the wall next to the fridge, and she groans into his mouth. Her messy hands tug at the collar of his shirt to pull him down more to her so she can wrap her warms around his neck. He smiles against her.

“Were you eating some of the cookie dough earlier?”

“M-maybe.” She giggles. “Why?”

“You just taste really sweet.” He leans down and sucks her bottom lip between his teeth, and lets it snap back. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while, to be honest with you. You just seem like such a nice person.”

“I’ve…I’ve wanted to kiss you too.” Her heart was beating like crazy. Her eyes glance over at the pumpkins. She really did want to carve them. “Um…would you…would you like to get the pumpkins carved? And then maybe we could watch a movie while the seeds roast?”

“I’d like that.” He steps back from her. “I got your cheeks covered in guts, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” She chuckles and grabs a paper towel, wetting it under the sink faucet. She wipes her cheeks and continues to separate the seeds with him.

Harry begins carving his pumpkin while she lets the seeds rest on some paper towels. They munch on cookies, and giggle as they make horrible designs with the pumpkins.

“Okay, hold on.” She says and grabs two little lights to put inside the pumpkins. “Aw, they look so cute.”

“How come your friends don’t like doing this? I had a great time.”

“It’s a lot of work to them.” She shrugs. “Kinda glad they’re not here, wouldn’t have needed you to rescue me.”

“Guess it all worked out for the best.” He smiles at her.

“Go get get comfy. I can make us some tea while I ge the seeds in the oven if you like.”

“That would be great, thank you.”

It was a Wednesday night, Harry had class tomorrow, but he truthfully didn’t care. He was enjoying getting to know his neighbor, and he was hoping to get to know her a bit more.

“Alright.” She sets the mugs on the coffee table and grabs the remote. “I don’t know about you, but I’d love to watch Halloweentown.”

“A classic, throw it on.”

She feels almost giddy at his willingness to humor her. She flips the TV to Disney+, and puts on the movie. Just as she’s biting into another cookie after the opening the credits, she asks him the question that had been rattling around her brain over the last week.

“So, are you going to tell me who you were dressed up as at the haunted house?”

“Oh…I was the chainsaw guy at the end…”

“Oh.” She says quietly.

“I had them end it quicker when I saw how scared you were, I felt terrible.”

“Great, so you saw me crying like a baby.” She sighs.

“Hey.” He smiles at her. “I think it’s really brave that you went through the whole house.”

“You’re just saying that.” She pouts at him.

“No, I mean it.” He lifts a hand to stroke her cheek.

“You never responded to my note.” She says, just above a whisper.

“I…I didn’t know how. I didn’t know if one of the guys you were with was you boyfriend or not, and I didn’t want to just slip a response under your door.”

Her body relaxes under his touch, and she smiles softly at him.

“The guy who willingly scares people to the point of tears was too shy to slip a note under my door?” She smirks, and he lets go of her with a scoff.

“I resent that. There’s a crazy amount of confidence you get when you dress up like someone else”

“Sort of like stage presence?”

“Yeah, sort of.” He puts his arm around her and pulls her close to him. “Be quiet and watch the movie, would you?”

She giggles but listens to him. After she pulls the seeds out of the oven to cool, they get especially cozy on the couch with him laying behind her to spoon her. It was incredibly cozy, and everything she could have hoped for with him. The kiss earlier was nice and all, but she was hoping this was the sort of guy Harry was. One to be okay with staying in and watching a classic movie with a plate of cookies close by.

//

He was reluctant to leave, giving her smooch after smooch at the door, but he didn’t want to be groggy for class, and she had class too, so it was best for them to part ways. He did, however, ask for her number so he could ask her on a proper date some time and she happily gave it to him.

Y/N told her friends about the previous night, and they were really excited for her. They couldn’t believe the two had kissed over pumpkin guts, but hey, whatever works, right?

“You should invite him to my Halloween party.” Sadie says.

“He probably has to work at that stupid haunted house.” Y/N sighs.

“You won’t know unless you ask. Besides, it’s not like that place will be open super late. He could meet up with you.”

“That’s true. What if he thinks my costume is lame? I’m only dressing up like a witch.”

“The cutest witch as that, he won’t be able to resist.” Niall winks at her and she rolls her eyes.

“Okay, I’ll text him.” Her eyes grow wide as she takes out her phone.

“What is it, Peanut?” Billy asks her.

“He texted me this morning and I missed it!” She scrambles to open the message and text him back.

Harry: morning, beautiful, I had a lot of fun last night. Can’t wait to do it again…8:09AM

Y/N: so sorry for just responding, I’m horrible at texting! I had a lot of fun last night too. Do you have plans on Halloween??...11:17AM

She sets her phone down with a sigh, taking a sip of her tea as her friends continue to chat about Sadie’s party. She sees her screen light up and she smiles.

Harry: lol no worries, I’m sure you’re a busy person. I have to work the day shift at the haunted house, don’t worry, we tone it down for the kids, but I’m free in the evening, why?

Y/N: oh, well, maybe I should have gone during the day then haha my friend Sadie’s having a party and I was wondering if you’d like to go with me? It’s okay if you don’t…

Harry: don’t be silly, I’d love to go! I’m assuming it’s a costume thing?

Y/N: great! Yeah, it’s a costume thing, but it’s not like over the top, I’m just going as a witch

Harry: bet you’ll be the cutest witch there 😉

Y/N: oh stop 😳

Harry: I mean it! I definitely have plenty of costumes, so I can pull something together. What time’s the party?

Y/N: I was hoping to get there for 9

Harry: works for me, see you then!

Y/N: see you then

“Oh my god.” She giggles to herself.

“What?” Sadie asks. “Is he gonna come with you to the party?”

“Yup?” Y/N grins. “And he thinks I’ll be the cutest witch there.”

“Oi, I literally just said the same thing to you!” Niall says.

“Yeah, but…I’m interested in him romantically so it means more.”

“Piss off.” He says with a glare and it makes her laugh. She throws her arms around her friend and kisses his cheek.

“Don’t worry, Ni, you’re still my number one man.”

“Mhm, sure.” He scoffs, and everyone else laughs.

//

Y/N never really fretted over a Halloween costume before, and she felt silly for being so nervous, but she just wanted to look…sexy? She sighs as she changes her outfit about three different times. She also wanted to be comfortable. She slides her legs into a pair of black slacks that come up just over her belly button, and had a slight flair at the bottom. She pairs it with a black lace bralette so only a sliver of her torso was showing. She curls her hair and brushes it out to look wavy, and applies some fun makeup to make her eyes pop. Last, she puts on her small witch’s hat, and waits for him. When she hears the knock on her door at ten of nine she takes a deep breath, grabs her purse, and opens it.

“Oh, Babe, you look amazing.” He says almost immediately, giving her a hug. She smiles up at him when she sees he’s dressed like a casual vampire. Donning similar black attire (slacks and a button up), along with some fake blood painted at the corners of his mouth.

“Thank you, is that what you wore today?”

“Yeah.”

“Way less scary.” She chuckles, and locks her door.

“Do you wanna wear my jacket?”

“Maybe later? I’m okay right now, but thank you.”

He nods as they step into the elevator. He casually takes her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. The walk to Sadie’s doesn’t take too long, and Y/N lets herself in when they get there. It was the usual group, plus some other friends from school and work. She introduces Harry to all of them, and get the two of them some sherbet punch.

“It’s spiked, is that alright?” She says to him.

“Yeah, thank you.” He takes the small cup from her and takes a sip.

Harry gets on with Y/N’s friends way better than she expected. It eased a lot of her anxiety because it wasn’t often she brought a guy around them so soon, but she talked about the him enough that they all already felt comfortable around him. He was also really funny, so that helped.

It was a great night all around. Y/N won a couple of round of Cards Against Humanity, and partnered up with Niall for a game of beer pong. Somewhere between midnight and one in the morning, Y/N and Harry decide to call it a night, he had worked all day after all.

“Care to come to mine for a nightcap?” He asks her as he shimmies his jacket off his shoulders and onto hers for the walk home.

Normally she wouldn’t yes so quickly, but they lived right next door to each other, and they had already gotten the first kiss out of the way, so she agrees. She was also curious to see how he had set up his place compared to hers. He leads her inside, and she stays wrapped in his coat as she goes to sit on his sofa. He comes back shortly with two glasses of red wine, only a little in each.

“Thank you.” She says as he hands her a glass. He sits down next to her, and grabs two coasters for his coffee table before setting his glass down.

“I had a lot of fun with your friends tonight. They seem like really nice people.” He sits with one leg underneath himself, and an arm slung over the back of the sofa.

“They are! I couldn’t ask for better friends, honestly.”

“Maybe you could meet mine sometime.” He blushes. “I don’t have as big of a circle as you do, but the friends I have are great.”

“I’d like that.” She smiles at before taking another small sip and setting her glass down. “I can’t believe I’ve been living next to you since June and it’s taken us this long to get to know each other.”

“Feels silly now, doesn’t it?” He reaches to tuck some hair behind her ear.

“Yeah.” She inches closer to him, and looks up at him with wide eyes. “Would you kiss me again, I really liked it last time.”

He smiles at her and leans in, pressing his lips to hers. Her eyes flutter closed as she tastes the sweet red wine pass from his lips to hers. He tugs her onto his lap to create a more comfortable position, causing his jacket to slip from her shoulders, but neither seem to care. She laces her fingers into his hair, and opens her mouth for him. He licks into her as his hands splay on her back, not wanting to be too grabby too soon. Their tongues swirl around each other, and she moans softly into him. He had the first few buttons of his shirt undone already, so it was easy enough to kiss from his jaw to his neck. He holds her close to him as she mouths at his sensitive skin. She moves to his collar bone, and bites down, sucking on him. He groans and squeezes at her back. She moves to look up at him, biting down on her bottom lip.

“Would you…like to see my bedroom?” He asks, clearly testing the waters.

“Yes.” She says, much to his surprise. She was full of surprises tonight. He pecks her lips, and lets her get off of him. He takes her hand and leads her to his bedroom. “It’s nice in here, Harry.” His bed was made, and his desk was tidy. A few clothes on the floor, but that’s much to be expected.

“Thanks, the, uh, comforter is new.”

“Looks comfy.”

“It is.” He cups her cheeks and kisses her. Her hands go to his love hands and she squeezes him.

They make their way over to the bed, and they lay down with him hovering over her. She wraps her legs around his waist while he kisses on her neck. His lips move down between the valley of her breasts, and nipping at the parts of her that were spilling out of the lace.

“This is such a sexy outfit.” He says, hot breath against her skin. She groans and pushes her hips up towards his to feel his growing bulge.

“What, um, what do you feel like doing, Harry?” She runs her hands through his hair.

“Honestly, I’d like to fuck you, but-“ She yanks his face up to hers so she can kiss him. He chuckles as he pulls away. “We can, uh, wait if you want.” He clears his throat.

“Do you want to wait? I wouldn’t mind if you fucked me.”

“Well, look at you! The girl who’s so bloody afraid of the dark and haunted house and all things spooky is up for a little shag?”

“I may be scared in the streets, but that’s not how I am in the sheets.” She grins at him and his eyes darken a little.

“Alright, then.”

He sits up and takes his shirt the rest of the way off. She gazes up at him and runs her hands up and down his stomach. He was toned, yet soft, the perfect mixture. She reaches to undo his belt, and unzip his pants. He gets them the rest of the way off, and then kneads her breasts through the bralette. She arches up into him, and moans when he sucks on her nipple through the fabric.

“Can I take this off?” He breathes.

“Please.”

She sits up a little to help him, and he tugs it off of her. His large hands cup her breasts, and he goes back to sucking on them, leaving little love bites behind. He works his mouth down her stomach, and his hands work to undo her pants. He looks up at her and she nods, lifting up her hips to help him get them off. He leaves her underwear on for now, kissing on her hips, and opening her legs up. He sucks a bruise on her inner thigh, and she gasps. He kisses her over panties before hooking his fingers into them, and dragging them down her legs. She blushes as she opens herself up for him. She had done a full body shave, and now she was regretting it because she must look like a child to him even though she was the same age as him.

“I…I’m sorry, that must look weird.” She chokes out.

“What?”

“M’like a little too smooth, don’t you think?”

Harry runs his fingers over her folds and up her pelvis.

“Listen, whether you look like this, have a full bush, or something in between, I wouldn’t really care. It’s all about comfort, right? Does being shaved like this make you more comfortable?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Okay, so, no problem, Babe.” He smiles. “It’s actually kinda cute.”

“Harry.” She whines and runs her hands down her face. “Will you get on with it?”

He nods and lays between her legs. He uses his thumbs to spread her apart, and starts by licking at her clit. She gasps as he flicks the tip across the bud, and then laps around her folds. He licks over her center, and presses circles with his thumb into her clit. He dips his tongue inside her, only for a moment, before looking up at her. He runs a fingers around her wetness before pushing it inside, and putting his mouth back on her clit. She watches him with her mouth hanging open.

“God, that feels so fucking good.” She praises him, and he moans against her in response.

He gets a second finger inside her and makes the ‘come here’ motion over and over, petting over her front wall and pushing against her g-spot. His tongue continues to work her clit, and she starts to feel her orgasm approaching.

“Oh, oh my god, oh my god, Harry, fuck, I’m gonna come, ugh, don’t stop, I’m…I’m, fuck!” She all but screams as she releases around his fingers.

He fucks her through it, removing his mouth, but still pumping her slowly with his fingers. She was unraveling for him, and he loved the sight. He retracts his fingers and cups her cheek with his other hand.

“Liked that, huh?” He smirks.

“Felt amazing.” She smiles up at him dreamily. “Do you want me to, um-“

“As much as I’d love to get those pretty lips wrapped around me, I really just wanna fuck you, is that okay?”

“Works for me.” She chuckles, and watches him reach into his side table for a condom, which makes her smile grow more.

He slips his boxers off, and her jaw drops as he rolls the condom on. She was definitely thankful he fingered her first. He gets back between her legs, and runs his tip between her folds. Her hips buck up towards him, just wanting him to put it in already.

“Want me to fuck you?” He says.

“Yeah.”

“How bad?” He says as he just presses his tip against her and then pulls it away.

“R-really bad, Harry.” She nearly begs. “Please, fuck me.”

He presses his bulbous head into her, and she moans out from the stretch. He feeds her, inch by inch, and bottoms out. Her nails dig into his forearms.

“M’gonna move.” He says and she nods.

He rocks his hips in and out of her at first, letting her adjust, and then he grabs one of her ankles to throw over his shoulder, and he drives it in deep. Her mouth falls open, but no noise comes out. No one had ever filled her up like this before. He grips the head board with one hand and continues fucking into her. She moans out, maybe a little too loudly, but it wasn’t like his neighbor was home. No wonder she could hear whoever he brought home sometimes, he really knew what he was doing. With a stroke of boldness, she slides her hand up to his neck, and grips him lightly. He looks down at her, a little shocked.

“Is this okay?” She pants.

“Yeah, do it harder.”

She groans and does as he says. He grunts and moans as he starts to hit her g-spot again. It was quite the hot sight, seeing her small hand around his thick throat. Her other hand moves to rub her clit, and he almost loses it watching her.

“Y/N, I…fuck, I don’t know how much longer I can go, I’m s-sorry.” He bites his bottom lip to try to focus on something else.

“I’m almost there, almost there! Just keep going, please!”

Her back arches as he gives her a sharp thrust and she comes around his cock. He spills into the condom not too long after and collapses on top of her. She hugs him to her chest, and runs her fingers through his now damp curls. He lifts his head to kiss her, licking into her mouth. She welcomes it, molding her tongue to his. If he wasn’t so sensitive he’d probably grow hard again. She winces as he pulls out, and he quickly goes into his bathroom to get a warm rag to clean her up.

“You don’t have to do that, I can just use the bathroom.” She says as her legs lay limp. He chuckles as he runs the rag over her.

“I know you can, but I thought I’d help out a bit.” He knees back on the bed to lay next to her. “Will you stay the night?”

“You really want me to?”

“Yeah.” He runs his fingers up and down her torso, raising goosebumps over her body. “I don’t know about you, but in about ten minutes I for sure could go again.” Her head turns to him and she scoffs. “Or…not, we could also just cuddle if you like.”

“Mm, I like the sound of that.” She rolls over onto his chest, and he kisses the top of her head.

“Did I go a little too hard?”

“Maybe, but I like it like that so it’s fine.”

“You’re full of surprises, I like you a lot.” He blurts out, and she looks up at him.

“You do?”

“Mhm.” He smiles.

“Good, because I like you too. I’m glad you’re not a proper dick and didn’t kick me out.”

“Couldn’t do that to you, Babe. In fact, tomorrow morning, I’m gonna make you a big breakfast.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, and then we’ll get cozy and eat it in bed. Have a nice lazy day…you know, if you want….”

She giggles and moves to straddle him. He grips her hips and looks up at her confused.

“You’ve sold me, I can go again.”

[neko-rogers]

hey!! I’m not sure if your inbox is still open but I thought I’d send this just in case! what would you think abt a dark!peter who’s obsessed w s/o and offers to have her stay with him during like the stay-at-home pet of covid so she’s not alone then when it’s lifted he’s like lol you’re not leaving. sorry that’s kinda long and super specific. i absolutely love your writing though!!💗

Jamie All Over

words: 2,040 (no, i should be sorry bc this was chaotic)

tags: didn’t expect it to be this LONG, manipulative!peter parker, grooming, overprotectiveness, slight mentions of sex, don’t expect too much lmao its a headcanon

a/n: hi babe! i wasn’t entirely sure if you wanted this as a one shot (but if u do let me know!)

so you’re pretty unaware of every move peter is trying to do with you, you know? you were not really sure if it was a kind gesture, as the gentleman he seemed to be, or was it just a special treatment

ever since second year and until now as both of you were on your fourth year, he was consistent with his efforts

these moves were moments like when he would carry your books to your next class or confidently invite you to a study ‘date’ at the library after – often times he tells that his friends were invited, but would never show up later on

sometimes he would bring you lunch. you tried to turn it down kindly, but he insists that it was purposely packed as an extra for when he stays late around the university.

it was a lie though. anyone could tell by the way it was prepared looking very appetizing and tasted just as amazing at it was presented. 

and as peter had mentioned that he lived alone, you also assumed he was the one to make his meals. you were so sure he doesn’t pack for an extra and intentionally wants to impress you with his skills.

“hey, y/n!,” he calls, “look this eggroll has a cute design!”

he honestly was an epitome of a walking sunshine. his smile seemed so pure and you never felt any ill-intent for every gesture he had done for you

his friends seemed very welcoming the moment he introduced you to his group

you got along with ned who seemed to be just as joyful and funny as peter. meanwhile mj was a bit more of a tough cookie, nevertheless you both eventually got a long better than you expected

however, it came to one point wherein your own group of friends started being disheartened with your lack of communication

“you’ve been spending more time with that parker boy, huh?” “yeah, kinda?” “are you two like... dating?” “oh no! no... no... nooo!”

the moment they frowned at you was then that you realized and felt a little more guilty. you always remembered that friends were supposed to be friends despite the lack of time and effort, right?

somehow you tried to compensate for the lack of time with your friends. but every minute you spend felt more awkward than before

they weren’t sharing the same vibe with you and you were starting to question if it had been always like it – were you only adjusting to them?

you reached out for peter, considering that he became one of the closest and trusted people around the university. plus, he seemed to have genuinely great friends

“do you feel happy when you’re spending time with them?”

“well i used to but recently–”

“then you should stop being friends with them.”

you were upset for a second. the way he instantly told you that cutting ties with them would be the (only) option

he sounded serious on the other end of the line and you were just speechless for a moment. the dead air between lines was evident, but you didn’t know what to say

“sorry,” peter makes up, “i didn’t mean to sound too serious. i just don’t like people who are rude, especially to you.”

“oh, it’s fine. i totally get it.” you felt a batch of butterflies around your stomach. someone actually cared for you!!!

the moment you didn’t hesitate on losing your friendship with your past friends and moved on with joining peter’s group, things felt lighter.

somehow you felt more expressive than you realized. they were open to your ideas and thoughts, just as you were with them. you felt super comfortable and realized that you weren’t holding back on anything anymore

that’s why you had expected your winter break to be better than your past ones

everyone agreed to skate around the ice rink in rockefeller for christmas. along with it, also spending new year’s eve at the time square

news flash: you finally had the cliche new year’s eve kiss, with none other than peter parker!!! hooray!!!

for anyone who had common sense, your feelings for peter had accentuated. you weren’t denying it either, and the boy wasn’t oblivious to it too

he was just so irresistible and kind to you, like, all the time – to surreal, honestly

you felt and KNEW you were spoiled with peter (and his friends, who liked to spend time with you outside too, just not as much as him)

just as you were planning your spring break activities, it had to be postponed for another time

a lockdown had to be implemented around the country as it was under the state of a pandemic

mj and ned told the group that they’ll be with their families since lectures had to be concluded for the mean time

you planned to do the same, but you expected that this situation wouldn’t last long. so you chose to stay in your dorm rather than return to your hometown

completely sucks since you not only don’t get to hang out with your friends, but you weren’t able to see anyone in person...

until you got a text from peter

he was literally inviting you over his apartment since he explained that he wasn’t returning home either

you practically rushed to pack a small amount of clothes for a sleepover whilst not forgetting to wear a mask (bc it’s fucking important ok)

you arrived at his address and a big warm hug ensues 

his unit was so tidy and you were convinced he did it to impress you

peter was so happy to see you, acknowledging that you’re also spending a few nights with him

the nights mostly consisted of eating snacks and binge watching movies

however during one of those nights, both of you got a bonus – making out on his couch and further, completely forgetting the television

making out with peter wasn’t awkward at all. most of the time he was the one in control, which you didn’t mind

his hands treated you so gently but the way he teased you made you crave for more than what he was offering

a lot of whining, swearing, and begging – you weren’t aware but he was enjoying it a lot

on his side, he did praise you from time to time, but most of it consisted of raw tension and actions. the room was full of grunts and short breaths 

just want to include how sexy peter would be while he moans all over you. like his whole sunshine personality just drained away the moment he places his hands on either sides of your waist

the next day you felt like a princess even though you know it shouldn’t be???

apparently peter prepared breakfast for you and you felt embarrassed walking around his place only in the shirt you wore yesterday and underwear

just when you thought the extra lunch he packs for you was already amazing, the breakfast he prepared whilst being fresh and hot was just incredible

“you really like it?”

“of course! you really have to teach me to cook sometimes”

peter laughs and jokes, “yeah, don’t worry. i feel like we’ve got a lot of time ahead.”

ok fast forward to a few more days when you were beginning to feel like a freeloader. he lets you borrow a few of his clothes as yours were in the laundry

by the time you wanted to stop by your place, peter started to be more... clingy

at first he didn’t want you to go but after a few more debates, he felt defeated and instead insisted on going with you

eventually you caved and let him. it wasn’t that bad either, he talked to you about a lot of things on the way leaving you entertained the whole walk without realizing how far it had been

he helped you ‘pack’ more stuff so you wouldn’t be going back and forth from his place and yours. you felt like you were going out of town for a month with the amount of clothes and products

both of you returned to his place around late afternoon. you felt pretty tired and didn’t hesitate to pass out on the living room couch

when you woke up you sensed that you were in peter’s bedroom, meaning he carried and tucked you during the night

plus! an arm was wrapped around your midriff and you could feel peter’s breathing against your side

you closed your eyes and appreciated the moment. it was cute and made butterflies flutter around your stomach, and you tried not to move much to not wake him up

anyways apparently the pandemic lasted longer, and more serious, than expected (fuck the government and their incompetency) 

you spent more time with peter and was thankful that you didn’t spend this quarantine alone

within a blink of an eye, a month and a half already had passed. you couldn’t deny that most, or all, days have been unproductive

eat, cook, watch tv, cuddle, fuck, repeatedly get spoiled??? yeah sounds like the dream

weird though because you haven’t completely brought up to peter if you’re actually in a relationship with him. oh no were you just friends with (a lot) of benefits??

but you also felt like it wasn’t the time to bring it up. neither of you were saying anything so it was best to let it be for the fear that things might go downhill from there

anyways this continued for more weeks, especially since the ‘stay-at-home’ policy was deemed necessary

you started to help him do errands around the apartment just to feel like you weren’t an actual freeloader – but it wasn’t a surprise when he kept insisting that you should relax

more cute moments

more sexy times

and more cuddles during night (peter’s grip became tighter every night, but you shrugged it off assuming that it was just you getting homesick and overthinking)

ok but when you brought up being homesick and mentioned that you planned peter wasn’t entirely happy about it

the way he acted wasn’t just clingy. he insisted that he’d be the one to go and that you were staying

“ok but i’m not a dog, peter?” “i know, honey, but it’s too dangerous outside. i wouldn’t want you to be at risk.” “i wear a mask?? i follow health protocols?? i’ll be fine??” “you don’t understand–”

oh god he was becoming controlling

you tried not to argue anymore, rather ignoring and pushing past him to proceed to the door

and peter instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist and prevented you from walking further

there was a lot of struggling, but you didn’t know he was this strong. literally what the hell.

you tried to scream too but he pretty much threatened you to your core

“let’s talk this out,” he grunts as he secures his grip around you

“the hell? let me go!”

things got more complicated. he did convince you to talk with him (by means of tying your arms and legs to incapacitate you from running and righting)

it was a nightmare. he was really soft and sweet with you, even getting teary eyed after stating, “i only want what’s best for you... for us”

however you could sense the manipulativeness through it despite being making everything else look convincing

“trust me, sweetie, i wouldn’t want to hurt you. it would crush me” “please don’t cry. i’m only protecting you” “people are disgusting, they don’t deserve an angel like you” “don’t worry, i can protect you”

it terrified you to your nerves, sending shivers across your spine

at first you didn’t realize it, but eventually after days of being trapped, you figured he had been grooming you the whole time

he tried to make you dependent of him and somehow he did a fine job. just not enough to completely exploit you

though, it made you question what would have been better in your situation: being conscious of his sly nature with the hope of escaping or being unaware and completely wrapped around his finger whereas letting him continue how greatly he had been caring for you?

[moved-danganronpamess]

Hello to the new mods! I saw that requests were open and I had this one on my noggin for a while now. How about Fuyuhiko, Peko and Gundham with an S/O who has a cat that's like an ABSOLUTE UNIT?? Big, fluffy, soft and super friendly! How would they react to the cat just randomly sitting down on their lap??

A B S O L U T E U N I T .

This is so!! Adorable!! I have a chonky cat myself (he’s perfectly healthy, don’t worry!) and I love cats in general- he’s sitting behind me as I’m writing this. Mans knows what’s up.

I hope you enjoy it, my buttercup baby!

TW for some slightly vulgar language because Fuyuhiko exists.

- 🌺💖Mod Rantaro💖🌺

Fuyuhiko, Peko and Gundham with an S/O who has a chonky, friendly cat!

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu :

You were hanging out at your place, the usual.

Fuyuhiko knew you had a cat, but he’s never seen it. He just assumed it was skittish or shy and didn’t really question it. 

But as you two were casually watching a movie on the couch, a wild chonky baby appeared!

Fuyuhiko heard the jingling bell on it’s collar, and as he turned around to look where it came from, he heard you cooing: “Hello, buddy~! Did you sleep well??”, and then felt a weight on his lap.

Oh my god.

The cat was just... Vibing... With all that CHONK-

He froze for a few moments, then pat the top of the cat’s head, a rare, soft smile appearing on his face.

It’s so fat and fluffy that his heart can’t help but feel warm.

Don’t point it out though or he’ll never come in contact with an animal ever again-

He kept asking you questions about the cat. Like it’s name, where it came from, how you got it, what breed it was, why he’s literally never seen it before-

You explained that your cat was an extremely heavy sleeper, and that whenever Fuyuhiko came to your house, it was somehow always in the middle of a nap. So it just slept through his entire visit in a random part of the house-

Oh. Yeah, that kinda makes sense-

He and the cat become pretty close really fast. It was following him around everywhere, ran to the door whenever he came over, sat on him all the time, slowly blinked at him, etc. It was like no one else existed when he was around.

I don't blame the cat though like me too no thoughts only Fuyuhiko

Congratulations, your boyfriend has stolen the heart of your cat!

He never got why you’d just coo at it like it was a baby though.

And then he started doing it.

But like... In his own way.

And now he can’t stop.

“You’re so goddamn fat. Look at you, you dumb lil’ fatty!” 

You cursed him to swear at and insult your cat in a baby voice I-

He also has literal arguments with the cat sometimes-

Tends to go like:

“I know you ate my sandwich while I wasn’t looking, you damn fatass.”

“Mrrroooowww.”

“What do you mean you didn’t do it?? Look at how thicc you are! You walk into a room and your ass walks in five minutes later!!”

“MeoOooOOOwW!!”

Never-the-less he loves that cat with his whole heart, even if he’ll never admit it. 

Peko Pekoyama :

You and Peko were walking to your house, taking in the fresh air.

You had just recently, around a few months ago, let a random cat into your house after you found it outside.

It looked well-taken care of, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t find any signs of an owner. So, you decided to adopt it!

You still haven’t told Peko, since you didn’t know if you would be keeping the cat or not, but you were planning to tell her today.

 So, the two of you made it to your place. You went inside, and got ready to play some videogames, when you told her you needed to go get something.

That something was your new fluffy friend.

You were looking around the house, but... Couldn’t find the cat anywhere. You started to panic a little bit. 

Until you got back to the living room, where you saw Peko still sitting on the couch, your cat comfortably laying in her lap.

“Oh, there it is!”, you breathed out, relieved the cat was still inside and ok.

Peko was... So astonished. She stared down at the cat with wide eyes, unsure if she should pet it or not. It was... So fluffy...

Animals were usually afraid of her, and she didn’t wanna scare off your furry companion.

You giggled at her. For some reason, the fact she was the Ultimate Swordsman, yet was so captivated by your cat was adorable.

“You can pet it, Peko, don’t worry.”

“Won’t... It get scared and run off?”

“If it chose to sit in your lap, I doubt it!”

So, she slowly pet it, and heard it start to purr so loudly it sounded like a little motorcycle.

And that was the start of their friendship.

The cat, like with Fuyuhiko, follows her around a lot. But unlike Fuyuhiko, she points it out every time because she’s so surprised-

The cat loves to just vibe on her shoulders. If she’s walking around your house the cat IS sitting up there, no I don’t make the rules.

She also has conversations with the cat. She doesn’t coo at it, but she talks to it a lot.

Something like in this one video I found-

That cat looks so sweet I’m crying-

She’s really glad that that precious kitty came up to her.

Gundham Tanaka:

You were heading to Gundham's place, cat carrier in your hands. You and Gundham have been planning to move in together, and wanted to help your cat get adjusted to the various other animals that were in his care.

When you got there and Gundham greeted you, you got to work. You opened the cat carrier, letting your fluffy friend out, as it started to carefully sniff around the new environment.

The other animals were kept in a separate room. You were trying to do this slowly, after all! You didn't want to overwhelm the kitty.

Yes, that also meant the Dark Devas. He was worried they would be put in danger. Even if they were all-powerful, their mortal forms were incredibly fragile. He just put them to sleep in their little bed and let them vibe there-

Gundham could only look at the cat, astonished, and proudly say: "No wonder, someone as divine as you tamed even the most powerful of beasts!"

He's just being extra he's amazed by the chonk

But, of course, he had some worries about the cat's health.

He wasn't trying to say you were a bad owner, not at all! He just wanted to make sure that the cat was in top condition, despite it's weight.

And, thankfully, it was! So his worries were for nothing.

When it got used to it's surroundings, the cat immediately went to Gundham's side. He was used to animals naturally gravitating towards him, so he wasn't that surprised, but he was overjoyed that your cat also liked him.

You and the Ultimate Breeder spent time together, playing with the cat and letting it roam around his home and pick up the scents of the other animals.

And when you two moved in, your cat fit in like it was around since the beggining!

It easily got along with the other animals, found it's way around the house with no trouble and adjusted to Gundham's presence very quickly.

And Gundham was very surprised, but glad to find out that the cat?? Took care of the Devas, in a sense?? Almost like a parental figure would. You could always find the Devas either piled on top or around the cat and sleeping in it's fur, or the cat grooming them.

It was a really cute sight let's be honest-

And like with Peko the cat vibes on Gundham's shoulders a lot.

And he sometimes rolls it up into a purrito with his scarf because it's funny and the cat lowkey loves it-

Getting the cat to adjust did take a while, but Gundham was glad that, in the end, it became a part of your joined animal family.

Yay, another request done! I hope you enjoy this one! I'm also sorry for kinda,, Not posting, I procrastinated on writing this and am still procrastinating on writing the other requests I've claimed sgshdg-

Make sure to drink some water, take any meds you may need to, and maybe eat some fruit or candy! Lotsa love from me, my buttercup baby! <3

[dreamescapeswriting]

Full Moon ~ JJK [M] [Request]

➳➳➳Word count: 6.1K

➳➳➳Genre: Smut, AU, fantasy, tiny microscopic angst,

➳➳➳Pairing: Werewolf!Jungkook x Reader

➳➳➳A/N: I changed it a lot as I had just recently read a fic in the same way you asked me to write it and I didn't want to get into trouble by having something similar. That being said I fell totally in love with this and now I'm obsessed with werewolf protective jungkook like wtf. This is a genre I haven't tried before though and I know you said Hybrid so I hope this counts? I know people sometimes say that you still have your tail and things like that but it's not something I would be comfortable with. Hope this is okay. Love you

➳➳➳Warnings: Mentions blood, biting, smut (obviously), breeding.

"There's been another attack!" Someone screamed as they walked over to you and your friend, you were walking through the college campus you turned to look and see Mieko one of your closest friends rushing over and panting out of breath.

"Another attack?" You questioned as you pulled your bag off your shoulder and dug around inside for a bottle of water that you always carried around with you, you were the mum of the friend group so everyone knew they could come to you when they were in dire need or something. A snack, a drink, band-aid, first aid kit, pocket knife and the occasional cheat sheet to a test that you'd stolen from your history teacher when he wasn't paying attention to you. 

"Thanks," She began downing the liquid before leaning against your shoulder for some kind of support, she whipped out her phone scrolling through her Facebook timeline to show you what she was talking about and you rolled your eyes, 

"You know, not everything you read on Facebook is-Oh." You stopped yourself once you saw that it was a real report from a real news station, you began reading through what the article was talking about, apparently, the attack was one of 20 in the last two days. All of the attacker's victims lived to talk about what happened to them, talking about how a man would lore them to an old parked car or they would feel like they were being watched all night before waking up the next day in pain from beatings remembering nothing from the attack itself. It was nothing if not strange to you that so many people had been attacked without recollection of the actual attack happening.

"They're calling a curfew for everyone in the university, we have to be back at our dorms before 9 pm or it'll result in expulsion." She had finally caught her breath and was walking without leaning against you so you handed her phone back to her. 

"Well, sucks to be me because I have to help Mr SeokJin with Art History grading and then I have night classes in the library with English teacher Mr Kim Namjoon." You told them pulling the bag back on over your shoulder and looking down at your schedule for the day, 

"Why do you have to be so good at everything? God, you're exactly like Jungkook." Mieko mumbled rolling her eyes at you, they always mentioned this boy. Jungkook. But you'd never seen him before, probably because you both had super tight compact schedules that neither of you liked to stray from though apparently, you had one class together not that you would know if he was there because you had no idea what he looked like.

"You're always going on about him, why don't you just ask him out?" You teased poking Mieko in the side but she scoffed at you, 

"He's an idiot, cold to everyone he meets and just shoves everyone off unless you're in his close friendship circle." You made a fake pitty face at her and she shoved you against the door of the entranceway to the Art building, you were running late for class and if you were late one more time that week Mr Seokjin would have you fired as his PA and Jimin, the teacher's pet would gladly take your place.

"I'm late! I'll see you back at the dorms later, save me some dumplings!" You called as you ran off back down the hall not paying attention to where you were walking and rushing straight into someone's arms, you could have sworn they growled at you so you looked up to see who it was when your eyes landed on another pair that were staring you down. 

"Sorry, Jungkook! She wasn't looking where she was going, she's a clutz!" You shot Mieko a glare and she ran off in the opposite direction of her class, probably skipping to go and find someone else to torture. 

"I am sorry, I'm just late-"

"You should watch where you're walking then instead of barging into everyone with your back!" He snapped making you flinch a little, you nodded gripping the strap of your bag tightly and going to walk the rest of the way to class. Jungkook stared you down as he watched you walking down the hall, trying to see where you were going when he heard Taehyung calling his name. He shook his head and walking over to his friend who was rubbing his stomach, 

"I'm starving, what time are we hunting tonight?" He grumbled at the older alpha who was staring at him, Jungkook hated that he was the leader of the pack that they had especially since Taehyung was older than him and so were the rest of the boys with them but it just fell down to him since he was born a wolf, it was his birthright according to his grandfather.  

"After curfew and I have the perfect bait for us tonight." He smirked darkling putting his arm around the Omega walking him down through the halls to go and find the rest of his pack. 

"Are you sure you wouldn't like a ride home Y/n?" Mr Kim Namjoon asked as you walked out of the library together and into the hallway of the History building, the whole place was deserted except for a couple of guards on shift and tutors who were heading home for the day. 

"It's fine, I'm just a three-minute walk away sir," Namjoon said goodbye to you and walked in the direction of the car park. You pulled the strap of your bag over your shoulder and took out your phone to text Mieko to let her know you were on your way when you heard something moving behind you. You slowed down something everyone screamed at people for in horror movies but you were curious about what it was, then images of the news article flashed through your head and you clutched onto your bag tightly picking up the pace to get to your dorm. 

A twig snapped and your head span around to see something blur in your version darting into the nearby woods near the college, you should have taken the ride. You regretted it instantly and you couldn't type on your phone because your hands were shaking so much,

"Shit." You whispered as you came towards the alleyway you needed to go down to get to your dorm. You prayed whoever it was following you would just leave you alone as you walked down the alley but whoever it was wasn't giving up, they proceed to follow you until you were deep inside the alley where no one could see you if they looked inside. 

You felt a hand clutch onto your wrist before a loud growl sounded through the air echoing off the walls and making your legs shake. You were dragged onto the floor and you tried to beat whoever or whatever it was off your body but they were ragging you about from side to side. You opened your eyes to see bright red ones glaring back at you, attached to the eyes was a huge dog with black fur that was growling heavily and biting into your side repeatedly, you began screaming as loudly as you could hoping someone would hear you and try to rescue you but no one was coming. You started hitting the beast with your fists, bag and phone anything to get it off you but it wasn't budging, you could feel a burning sensation in your side where it had its jaws around you. You jammed the beast in the eye with your elbow and it let out a yelp, letting you go just enough so you could scramble off down the alley and towards your dorms where you banged loudly for Mieko to come and get you.

"Look, I'm telling you I don't remember anything." You said to the policeman who was interviewing you, you were sat up in the University's hospital wing after a nurse had patched you up and called them to report a crime had happened. 

"You don't remember anything?" You shook your head and the man grumbled something before leaving you alone, you laid back down against the white sheets and stared up at the ceiling. What were you going to tell people? That a giant dog came out of nowhere and decided to use you as a chew toy? They'd lock you up and throw away the key, at least now you knew why everyone who was attacked before you said they forgot. You wished you'd forgotten, you had the image of the giant red eyes burnt into the back of your head, giving you a headache whenever you thought about them and the way he moved you around. It was bigger than the average dog and known wolves in the area, it was as if it was something straight from a fantasy book but fantasy books weren't real...were they?

Jungkook walked along the hallways with Taehyung and Jimin either side of them, giant smirks across their faces walking around as if they ruled the place. 

"Did you hear about Y/n?" Jungkook heard someone mutter behind him, thanks to him being a wolf he had different abilities in and out of his shape. The heightened hearing was just one of many and he used it wisely, 

"What happened?" A concerned voice rang out, 

"Mieko found her bleeding out on the curb of their dorm, whimpering about something attacking her." Jungkook looked at the Omega's to see if they'd heard anything but they were either not bothered or hadn't heard what the girls were whispering to one another. 

"Stay here." He mumbled leaning against some lockers so he could keep an ear on the conversation, he wanted to know what had happened and why you had survived much like all the other people someone had been attacking at night.

"She's in the hospital wing, they're going to keep her overnight until she's stable again. Mieko said it happened right in the alley near their dorm." Jungkook took off in a sprint leaving Jimin and Taehyung alone and confused in the halls, Jungkook hated the fact that he couldn't use his speed ability out of wolf form but he was fast enough without all four legs he knew where your dorm was, he'd heard Mieko talk about it enough in the classes they shared together.

Hissing as you sat up you looked around the hospital room for something to entertain yourself with, your phone was missing along with your laptop so you were awaiting the college to send you a replacement until a new one could be funded to you.

"Miss Y/n?" You looked over at the door to see the nurse who had stitched you together was standing there, 

"A guest." You nodded and she moved out of the way letting Mr Kim Namjoon into the room, he walked over to you and sighed. 

"I'm so sorry Y/n if I'd have insisted I take you home this never would have happened." He grumbled looking at you with pitty full eyes he felt terrible for not insisting you get into the car with him. 

"It's not your fault sir," He nodded and held up the roses that he'd brought along with him, he knew how dreadful the hospital in the university could be and he wanted to liven the place up for you.

"I'll put these in here and go, I have a class." Just as he was reaching for the door handle the door swung open and Jungkook stood there, your eyes widened as he stared at you from the doorway. 

"Ah I see you have another visitor, I'll see you next week back in my class." You looked down not wanting to make awkward eye contact with Jungkook but if you had looked up you would have seen the two of them having a stare off while Namjoon left the room. Neither of them blinking until the door was shut and the other was out of sight and out of mind.

"How are you feeling?" You stared at Jungkook once again as he stood beside your bed, your eyes locked onto the bag he was carrying and you realised it was yours. 

"Where did you-"

"I went to the alley you were attacked in, your phone is a little broken." He handed you the red iPhone and you groaned looking at the smashed up screen, you put it down on the bedside table reaching for some water when Jungkook noticed the bandage around your waist.

"Why didn't you tell the police the truth?" You stared at him and he poured you a glass of water, handing it to you and watching as you carefully took it from his hands. 

"I told them everything I knew." He shook his head at you, 

"No you didn't, you told them you don't remember anything and trust me no one forgets something like that you went through." You stared at him with a blank expression, he pulled a chair up to your bed and checked the watch on his wrist. 

"You can pretend all you want but we don't have all day." You looked down at the cup of water in your hand trying not to think on the fiery eyes that stared at you, your eyes began to tear up and Jungkook knew what you were feeling. He'd seen the same thing with Jimin and Taehyung but he'd never had a female before,

"It was huge," You started, you had no idea why but there was something about Jungkook that made you feel as though you could trust him with everything and he wouldn't think you were crazy. 

"It had these giant red eyes and then it-It's fur it was black and matted." Jungkook knew instantly who and what had attacked you the night before and he knew there was nothing he could do to prevent what was going to happen to you that night.

" I can't explain it all here, it's not safe but we need to get you out of this hospital bed and to my place as soon as possible." You scoffed in his direction and put the cup of water down, 

"It's that how you get all the girls Jungkook?" He was shocked at how you were speaking to him at first, normally girls would swoon at his feet and obey whatever he told them and he put that down to the wolf charm but not you. You didn't seem to care about it but he figured it was because you would be changing soon, 

"Listen to me, did that bite burn when that thing did what it did?" You thought about it for a couple of seconds before nodding, he leant forward and moved the bandage away from where the bite should have been but it was completely gone. 

"That's-"

"Impossible? Yes, it's called healing and I'll tell you more if you come with me." Your mind was telling you that you couldn't trust him or anyone else but there was something about him that was luring you in, your heart and soul both screaming at you that this was right and this was what you were supposed to do. 

"How do I know you didn't do this to me..." 

"Do I look like a giant wolf to you?" You shook your head at him but remembered all of the old folk stories, 

"Wolves shift in the day." He smirked at you for knowing your stuff, you weren't as stupid as he first thought you were. 

"If it was me I wouldn't have let you go so you could become like us...No one deserves this life, it's hell." He sat you up in the bed and handed you one of the University hoodies from the shelf and then some sweatpants. 

"Like us?" He sighed promising to explain everything once he got you to a safer place, 

"Am I going to die?" He felt his heartbreak as you stared up at him with tearful eyes, he shook his head at you. 

"Not if I have anything to do with it." 

If someone had told you that you would have been changed up in a basement by the end of that day you never would have believed them,

"So what happens when the moon is up?" You questioned watching as Jungkook walked around the basement to make sure the chains were secure, there was one on each of your ankles and then one on each of your wrists keeping you in place. 

"You change...Into one of us." He answered looking over at the basement door as it opened, Jimin walked down the stairs to give Jungkook a case of water and he spotted you. 

"Y/n was the one they attacked last night?" You stared at him as he placed the water down on the floor, he dropped to his knees and walked closer to you taking a sniff of your hair and pulling back. 

"She's not mine." He smirked looking over at Jungkook who was looking away from the scene in front of you, 

"What? You haven't checked?"

"Checked? Checked what?" Your voice came out panicked and Jimin tutted shaking his head and turning to look at you, 

"You could be his mate or Taehyung's mate who knows, everything happens for a reason Jungkook." With that, he left the basement slamming the door behind him, 

"Mate? As in..." Jungkook nodded and you bit down on your lip ignoring the tension that was now filling the air, Jungkook didn't need to check he'd known since you'd walked into him yesterday that you were his mate. He should have walked you home last night to make sure nothing happened to you, he should have been there to protect this from ever happening but now here you were getting ready to change into what he was. 

"How come you're not in chains again?" You questioned trying to get rid of the awkwardness that was hanging in the air, 

"We can control out shifting, we can change whenever we want but you're new and it's going to be a long time before you can learn to control anything happening inside of you while you're in your wolf form." He walked over to you and looked at the watch, it was almost time. He attached another chain around your neck and you stared at him through your eyelashes. 

"Is it going to hurt?" He stayed silent wanting to spare you of the gory details, it was something he'd hated when he first transformed.

"That's a yes." You whispered leaning back against the cold concrete wall behind you,

"I'll change as soon as you do, we can communicate through thoughts so just pay attention to me." 

Jungkook watched as you screamed out in anguish, another crack sounded through the air as your arm broke in several places the chains clanging against the floor. Your back arched away from the ground and you let out a shriek in pain as it snapped in one place only to do it again in several other places, your whole body was on fire and you could feel every muscle shaking and bending as something took over inside of you. Then within seconds, the pain was gone and you were staring at Jungkook at a new angle, 

"You're okay, it's over." You stared at him as he shook his body once falling down onto all fours and becoming a huge wolf creature in front of you, you tugged at the chains with your paw to get out but it wasn't going to budge. Jungkook had used the same ones wit Jimin and Taehyung and they were triple your size.

"I'm hungry..." 

"You will be, Jimin and Taehyung will be back soon. Try to suppress the thoughts with something else." You thought back on all the assignments that were due in next week and you heard Jungkook chuckle from inside of your head, 

"You're thinking about homework?" 

"Always, it's important."

"You're worse than me." Jungkook went on to explain that that was why he was taking all the extra classes, the extra work kept his mind off of wanting to rip everyone's head off and eat them. While it also kept it from having a social life outside of the pack, he never wanted anyone else to go through this. 

"Dinner is served." A deer's body was dropped down on the floor in front of you by a brown-haired wolf with black eyes, 

"That one's Tae, he's shy but he'll get used to you." Taehyung left and changed back into his human form upstairs complaining to Jimin that you weren't his mate either. 

"Do I just-"

"Let your instincts take over. Once you've fed it'll be easier to control yourself." You threw yourself down biting and tearing into the skin of the animal and he was right, it was as if your body knew what to do without you telling it to. 

After that night of changing things changed at home, you couldn't live with Mieko anymore and started to shut her out Jungkook had convinced you it was for the best if you stayed away from her. You didn't want to accidentally kill her or change her into what you were, you moved into the house Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook were living in and started to only interact with them at school. That was a month ago and the full moon was coming up, Jungkoo still hadn't told you what he knew you were to him but he knew it was going to be hard to hide this time around it was already hard enough as it was to keep his hands off you and to stop himself from jumping on anyone that came near you. The alpha instincts around his mate were always stronger than anything else inside of him and it was hard to control but you didn't know he was your mate and he didn't want to tell you.

"Y/n? You ready?" Jimin asked from the doorway watching to see if you were following him,

"Be right there." You called back to him sliding everything into your bag, it was getting late and the moon would be coming up soon so Jungkook wanted you back at the house as soon as possible, it was going to be your first change without the chains on.

"Miss Y/l/n?" You looked over your shoulder to see Mr Kim Namjoon watching you and Jimin closely, 

"May I speak with you a second?" You flung the bag over your shoulder and he walked over to your desk, leaning against it and staring down at you. 

"You ought to be careful with who you associate yourself with." His hands traced along yours as it rested against your chest, you snapped it away from him feeling uneasy about the touch.

"Jimin and his friendship group they're not exactly the best of their kind," His eyes flashed a bright red colour and you stumbled backwards knocking a chair down in the process, Jimin was by your side within seconds and he was staring at Namjoon who was staring back at him. 

"The pathetic little alpha sends an Omega to collect his cum rag, that's funny." Namjoon chuckled deeply without another word Jimin pulled you out of the classroom both of you rushing in silence to get out to Taehyung's car, 

"Cum rag? Who the fuck does he think he is?!" You let out a growl by accident and your eyes were starting to illuminate a little as you got angrier, 

"Y/n," Taehyung warned reminding you you were inside of a car and no the basement where it was safe to change, but the anger inside of you kept growing inside of you as you thought of him insulting Jungkook like that. 

"What happened?!" Jungkook yelled as you were walked into the basement by Jimin and Taehyung, you sat against the floor growling into your hands at the mere thought of Namjoon. 

"I think he changed her as well, his eyes Jungkook...They were red and he seemed to know that you were her mate." Your ears picked up on that word again and you watched as Jungkook tensed up. 

"I'll fix it, go and hunt for something to eat you haven't had anything all week." You'd managed to feed your cravings by eating a copious amount of beef burgers and steaks when you didn't have to change.

"Mate?" Jungkook turned to look at you and nodded, he knew the time was coming where he would have to explain it all to you but he would rather go off and find Namjoon first, kill him for doing what he did to you. 

"Namjoon did this to you, he's the reason you're in this mess." You looked up to see his eyes were filled with tears and you walked over to him taking his face in your hands to make him stare at you, 

"Jungkook I'm fine, look at me." He stared at you, the urge to kiss you was growing stronger and he could tell you wanted him to by the way your legs squeezed together and the way you kept licking your bottom lip. 

"You're perfect." He mumbled before crashing his lips against yours, his hands gripped onto the back of your neck pulling you closer to him there was something that changed inside of you and it was like you were feral, you never wanted him to stop kissing you ever again but your body was craving more from him. His lips moved down to your neck and you moaned out in pleasure at the feeling of him sucking along the exposed skin,

"Fuck, we can't." He pushed you away and you whimpered looking at him with hurt in your eyes, 

"Why not?" He looked at you and then at the watch realising you hadn't even changed yet and then checked his watch again maybe it was too fast there was no way you had control over your changing abilities yet. 

"Jungkook kiss me." You whispered to him bringing him closer to you, he took one sniff of your scent and almost fell to his knees ready to take you but it was too dangerous, you were in heat and the moon was full anything could happen. You weren't stable,

"I need you," You whined out in his ear and he grabbed you once more kissing you roughly and slamming you against the wall behind you, you shrieked happily as his hands worked their way up and down your body tripping the shirt from your chest.

"My favourite shirt," You fake pouted against his lip, 

"Shut up," He mumbled against your lips biting down on your bottom lip and dragging it with his teeth, everything inside of him knew this was wrong and it could fuck everything up but he needed you and you needed him. 

"I need more." You whimpered and he knew what you wanted, what you both wanted but once you started there was no stopping. 

"Oh god, I want you to...I want to fuck you until you're full up pup but-" You kissed him once again to shut him up and he relaxed a little more letting your lips relaxing his body, you pushed him back and dropped to your knees in front of him. 

"I want what I want," You whispered to him undoing his jeans and pulling them down his legs, he nervously looked up at the basement door and prayed Jimin and Taehyung had left to hunt and weren't going to come down and find this scene unfolding in front of them. 

"Shit." He grunted as you took him into his mouth, there were no words to describe how he was feeling the way your tongue worked around his member, licking and sucking every bit of him you could but what you couldn't you used your hands to massage, he was letting out whimpers as his head fell back. 

"Just like that, shit." He grunted his hand going into your hair and biting his tongue resisting the urge to slam his cock down your throat, he knew he had to be gentle with you he could smell it on you that you'd never done something like this before. 

"Lay down baby." You took him from your mouth with a pop and he smirked ripping your jeans off your body and throwing them somewhere within the basement, he didn't care all he cared about was you. Tasting you and having you all to himself, he licked a stripe up your folds and you moaned at the new sensation, all of this was new to you but it felt right, 

"Jungkook." You whined out not wanting to be teased, you wanted him to mount you and not stop until you were screaming out his name, 

"I know baby but once I've started I won't be able to stop until I'm done." You nodded at him as a sign that you understood and it was what you wanted and he kissed you, slowly easing himself into you as you whimpered out. You could feel him stretching you out from the very first push and your nails dug into his back dragging down and you were positive if you didn't have super healing powers it would scar him. 

"Fuck you're so tight." He grunted as he finally submerged himself all the way inside of you in the missionary position, not something that was common among your kind, holding himself in place until you were ready for him to start moving. You gave him a nod and he kissed your forehead promising you he would be as gentle as possible with you but once you felt you were used to his small and light thrusts you begged him to go faster, 

"F-Faster Kookie, I can take it." You whispered in his ear but he shook his head, 

"I can't, you'll break." You whimpered as continued his tiny thrusts, you knew there was something to make him move but you didn't want to risk him stopping altogether. 

"N-Namjoon called me your cum rag, said you were a 'pathetic alpha'." You managed to say through grunts his thrusting stopped and he stared down at you, he knew what you were trying to do and it was working. 

"Fuck, you're going to kill me." He grunted pulling out of you only to slam back into you at a rough pace making your back arch back as he finally hit the spot you'd been needing him in. 

"Right there." You whimpered within a matter of seconds already feeling yourself coming to your first orgasm, there was a pit in your stomach that was starting to grow with every thrust,

"Don't stop." You stuttered out as his thrusts became faster, he smirked watching you come undone underneath him he'd never imagined for a second you would be like this with him. He thought you would be a shy and fragile girl like you were before but this was something else. 

"I think- Ugh fuck- I think I'm close." You panted out and he could smell that you were, you began clenching around him and he grunted picking up his pace a little more so he could get you to the edge, he bit down on your neck drawing blood and smirking as you let out yelps of pleasure. 

"Cum for me pup," You yelped out as you felt your orgasm rush through your body sending shock waves throughout you, your legs were shaking and your hands were shaking as they latched onto Jungkook's hair tugging a little as he continued his vigorous thrusts into you not stopping just because you'd come around him. You screamed out his name as he continued to thrust into you, the pain from just finishing was slowly starting to be subsidised by pleasure once again as you felt the belt-tightening once more, 

"J-Junkookie." You whimpered and he smirked down at you kissing your lips and pulling back, he pulled out of you and flipped you over onto all fours, he couldn't take the human position anymore, he needed you on all fours so he could fuck you properly like the dogs you were inside. 

"Shit." You hiccuped as he thrust into you hitting spots that were left untouched before, you gripped onto the ground as his hips pushed into yours, one of his hands gripping onto your hips and digging in so deep it was drawing blood. 

"I'm close Y/n." He grunted as he continued to fuck you in the way it felt natural to him, you whimpered in agreement letting him know you were too by clenching around him and he smirked, 

"C-Cum inside me, please." You whined out underneath him arching your back as you felt your release coming nearer and nearer, he faltered for a second before picking up his pace again not wanting to stop, hearing you tell him what you wanted sent him closer to his edge.

"What do you want little pup?" He asked coaxing you into telling him again you let out a whimper as you were going to have to say it again, 

"Finish inside me, I need you inside of me. Everything, just-" You couldn't finish because he pulled your hair so he could kiss you as he fucked into you, 

"There's no going back if I do this Y/n." He warned as he felt himself getting closer, he kissed your neck lovingly wanting nothing more than to finish inside of you and claim you as his own but he had to make sure you were sure first. 

"Make me yours," You whimpered and he pulled out once again bringing you back to the human position you had started in, he wanted to look at you as he claimed you and made you his. He wanted this to be romantic and not as though he was stealing something away from you, 

"S-Shit I think I might." He grunted throughout his sentence staring down into your eyes as you stared back up into his smirking at him as he brought you closer for your second and final orgasm of the night. 

"You might what?" You giggled up at him and it was like music to his ears, he felt his balls throb as he almost finished at the sound of your giggle. 

"Shit, d-do that again." He begged, watching as you giggled beneath him once more his thrusts picked up once more as he felt his pleasure coming to an end,

"I'm g-gonna cum, cum for me okay?" You nodded at him and he smirked kissing your lips softly pulling away to make eye contact with you as you begged him to fill you up, it's what you needed and what your body was begging for. 

"S-Shit." He grunted hitting your spot in just the right way that you clenched around him tighter than before, like a vice and he stuttered his thrusts spurting into you but continuing to fuck into you so you wouldn't miss a single drop. 

"Shit I think I love you." He grunted out as he continued to thrust into you when you didn't say anything back he felt his heartbreak a little but he continued to thrust.

He stayed in place above you as you both came down from your high, once he knew it was safe for him to pull out he did and dropped down next to you smirking as he looked at you. 

"That was-"

"Yeah," You finished looking at him with a smile on your face, you rolled over and laid your head down against his chest.

"I love you too by the way." You whispered looking up at him as you rested your chin on his chest to make eye contact with him.

"Can you guys warn us next time?! Fuck!" You heard Jimin yell from upstairs you looked over at the door and back at Jungkook, 

"Why didn't I change?" Jungkook looked at you and took in a deep breath, 

"I think you have better control over your instincts than I first thought." You hummed and bit down on your lip, 

"I want you to do that again." You whispered to him biting down on your lip as you stared up at him, 

"Trust me, you're not going to want to stop now you've had one taste." He chuckled knowing how hard it was to keep yourself from stopping once you'd had the first taste of an orgasm like that. 

"But let's go upstairs since you're not changing, there are much comfier places then the basement floor." He whispered in your ear, roughly biting down on it with a fang and smirking as you whimpered out to him.

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Golden

Yeehaw Leo… it's all because this song came on one day (I don’t even really listen to country anymore so it really is fate). Leo is based off that song, each chapter is going to be based off a yeehaw song too.

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

Beta: @punkkkkboi

TW/CW: Smut, terrible yeehaw sayings and jokes, injuries, mentions of past death/suicide, minor character death, underage drinking, mentions of past arrests, cringe

Chapter Songs (listening in order is recommended):

Chapter 10:

Why Don’t We Just Dance

In The End

Livin’ On A Prayer

“They’re here!” Leo runs past Logan and Finn straight into his room, closing the door a bit too hard. Cringing at the door Finn turns to look at Logan who has made himself comfortable by snuggling into his side with the only blanket Leo brought. Logan looks up at him from the show they are watching. Smiling Logan puckers his lips and Finn leans down to give him a smooch. Logan smiles and just keeps looking at Finn as he looks up at the screen.

The TV wasn’t the only thing on, the radio is always, ALWAYS, on in the apartment now that Leo is here. Random country songs quietly playing from the kitchen at all hours of the day. Before Leo rushed to the door he had turned up the radio as he did his normal cleaning of the kitchen, because he can’t be still for more than ten seconds without going insane, so he has started a nightly routine of cleaning the kitchen without the boy's help. The song that came on was talking about dancing in a house instead of going out somewhere and Logan could not agree more.

Yeah Logan doesn’t live with Finn and Leo, but he stays over every other weekend, when he isn’t babysitting. The apartment still feels more like home than Dumo’s recently and it's got him feeling… too much.

After a good ten minutes of Leo making a ruckus in his room, the door flies open and those long tan legs strut out of the room. Partially covered by brand new brown leather chaps, reflecting the lights of the apartment, Leo didn’t hide anything, under the chaps that rested low on his hips was a brown silk high waisted thong that Leo feels his best in. He walks in between the boys and the TV and smiles down at them, tipping his brown rodeo hat at them and does his ‘ I know exactly what I’m doing’ smile at them.

“What do y’all think?” He turns around and looks over his shoulder at them, hands on his hips and eye half lidded. Smiling when he sees Finn turn bright red and Logan’s eyes grow huge. He’s gonna get what he wants.

Finn and Logan leave for their first away game of the season tomorrow morning and Leo just wants them… in his bed… fucking him before they leave. He doesn’t know what it’s going to be like with the apartment all to himself but, he did invite a good friend over to hang out.

Finn stands up so fast he throws Logan off the couch, causing him to yelp and get buried in their blankets.

“Come on Lo! This is no time to build a nest.” Finn is dragging Leo to the main bedroom when Leo stops him and shoves him towards his room. “Wha-”

“I have a bigger bed, cooler lights, and less mess.” Leo smiles and feels two strong arms wrap around his waist from behind, light kisses fluttering across his back. He takes off his hat and tosses it toward his dresser hoping it lands on it. Suddenly a second pair of arms wraps around his neck and pulls him into a heated kiss. Smiling into the kiss Leo lets himself be squished in between his boys.

“How do I get these off…?” Leo hears and feels mumbling on his back as the hands on his waist are messing with the belt of the chaps. He snorts a little into his kiss with Finn and moves his hands from the red-heads waist to the belt and undoes it with ease. Wiggling out from between his boys he takes the new chaps off and places them on the dresser. He turns back around to the boys and sees they have sat on his bed and are just watching him like he's their favorite movie.

“So what do you have in mind, Casanova?” That has become Logan’s favorite nickname for Leo ever since he started listening to Carrie Underwood. Leo rolls his eyes a little at the name but can’t help but smile. Walking over to Lo, letting himself be dragged forward, Logan starts kissing around his navel and slowly making his way down to kiss the front of his underwear.

“You, I just want you two.” Leo sighs as Logan keeps messing with him.

“You know I really liked what we did the first night we were down at your place.” Logan turns a little red and turns to look at Finn who is trying to remember what they did.

“When Leo and I fucked you at the same time? Baby, you have games this weekend that you need to stand properly for.”

“I’ll take Lo’s place.” Leo is messing with Logan’s curls and looking at Finn who has been rendered speechless.

“You want that?”

“I want everything with you two.” The smile Leo gives them should be illegal, sharing a look and having a mental conversation they agree.

“Whatever you want, Sunshine.”

Logan smirks and wraps his arms around Leo and flops backwards on the bed. Putting them in the position of Leo on his knees and Logan under him, face to dick. Finn catches on and stands up to get behind Leo at the edge of the bed. Feet on either side of Logan’s that are still on the ground. Finn kisses Leo’s back as he pulls his underwear off.

Logan takes Leo by surprise by pulling his thighs wider so Lo doesn’t even have to lift his head to suck Leo into his mouth. Pulling a stunned moan from Leo, Logan does everything he loves except super slow.

Finn kisses Leo's back nipping lightly at his tailbone, he pulls away to rummage through the drawer next to the bed for lube. Acquiring what he was searching for, Finn scuttles back over to the other two. He is watching Leo’s face, that has one cheek pressed into the bed and the other is facing him, as he goes to press his lubed fingers into his lover. He hits something solid. Confused, he looks where his fingers are and notices a shiny black stone looking back at him.

“Are you wearing a plug!?” Finn looks up to see the blonde nod and turn dark red. Smirking, Finn presses the jewel on the plug so it moves inside Leo and watches as the younger man squeezes his eyes shut, his eye brows pinch up and he grips the duvet. “What a great idea, Sunshine.” He holds the jewel as he starts moving the plug in and out of Leo at a torturously slow pace.

“Faster, Please!” Leo chokes out as Logan lifts his head to swallow all of him down at the same time as Finn plunging the plug back into him. They do as he wishes and start picking up the pace, soon Leo is on the edge and his thighs are shaking as he tries to hold off cumming for as long as he can, but one well aimed thrust with the plug causes his body to spasm, his eyes roll back and he is caught between pressing back on the plug or shoving his dick father in Logan’s mouth.

Without giving Leo a second to recover, Finn slides one of his lubed up fingers in next to the plug as Logan shimmies out from under Leo and between Finn's legs. Logan gets undressed and climbs on the bed sitting in front of Leo and petting his hair until he is grabbed by the larger man and yanks under him, chest to chest as again Finn picks up speed, kissing Logan sloppily and desperately. Logan is loving the attention and grips Leo’s hair tightly as he wraps his legs around his torso.

Finn slowly works in a second finger next to the plug and hears Leo whimper in a way they have never heard him whimper before. Pulling away from Logan a little, Leo pushes back onto Finn’s fingers.

“More, moremoremore. I need more.” Finn smirks and calls Logan over, after getting out of Leo’s iron grip he scrambles over to Finn. He watches as Finn pulls the plug completely from Leo and watcha shiver go up the younger man's spine.

“What are you doing?” Leo lifts himself up with his arms to look back at them but before he can look two sets of two fingers are shoved inside of him. His arms turn to jelly and he falls forward as the fingers move out of sync with each other, his toes curl from all the pleasure splashing over him in waves.

“Ready, baby?” Logan smiles as he sees a nod, he and Finn pull their fingers out and share a heated kiss before they get situated. Logan and Finn move to sit on the bed with Logan's legs over Finn’s, Leo makes his way over after regaining the feeling in his legs and straddles them, facing Finn.

“Hi.” Leo gives him a tight smile as Logan lubes up both their cocks. “You first?” Finn nods and holds Leo's hip with one hand and cups his cheek with the other as he presses Leo down on his cock. Logan presses in two fingers alongside Finn to make sure Leo is loose enough to fit them both. Logan watches as Leo starts to take control, guiding himself up and down on Finn’s cock and Logan’s fingers. Logan could never.

After a few minutes Logan decides Leo is loose enough, lining himself up he silently asks if Leo is ready by squeezing his hip. Leo looks over his shoulder at Logan and smiles nodding and leaning back for a kiss.

Leo doesn’t know how he is functioning. He feels Logan push into him and all he can do for a good two minutes is grip Finn’s shoulders and relax as his boys begin to move inside him. His head falls back as a couple of well timed thrusts cause his body to jolt without him realising it. He lifts his head and moves one of Finn’s hands around his neck pressing his fingers on the sides of his neck tightly as he starts to take control again and sets the pace. He feels Logan's grip tighten on him and the feeling of his cum inside him and he stops moving.

“Lo-”

“Keep going” His arms fully wrap around Leo’s body and hold him tightly as Leo continues, moving his hips in circles when he isn’t pushing up and letting himself sink back down. Logan cums another four times, Leo twice more and Finn once. Eventually they stop when Logan is being held up by Finn gripping his biceps and Leo can no longer lift himself up.

Finn lets go of Logan’s arms and Lo flops on his back without even trying to catch himself. Leo shakily pulls off of the boys, hearing them groan and feels them start to come again as they slip out of him, making a mess. Leo tsks and flops down beside Logan, who immediately clings to him. Pulling Leo on top of him.

Logan was topping tonight but he still slipped into subspace while all this was going on, he has specific triggers that Finn and Leo like to watch for and one of them is cuming more than three times. That puts Logan into the headspace of ‘do whatever you want to me as long as it feels good’. Leo wraps one arm around the smaller man's waist and the other arm is under Logan's shoulders so that his hand is on the back of his head and massaging his scalp to help his drop.

What Leo isn’t expecting is for Finn to grab his hips and lift them up a little so Leo is on his knees again, and for him to start licking up the mess all over Leo’s thighs. Burying his burning face in Logan's shoulder who’s babbling about how much he loves his boys and how hot they are. Leo is trying his best not to get Logan’s attention with this because he will want to go again and they have reached his limit for the night.

Leo swallows a moan as Finn moves from his thighs to his hole, licking over it slowly until he presses his lips to it and sucks, causing Leo to flinch and tighten his arms around Logan who has fallen in and out of sleep about three times. Finn continues to mess with him, shoving his tongue inside Leo and then pulling out to lightly nip at his slightly swollen hole. All while Leo is trying to be quiet so Logan doesn’t realize what is happening.

Eventually Leo can’t help but cum on Logan’s stomach as Finn goes in one last time with his tongue.

“Fuck!” Leo wakes Logan up and he narrows his eyes.

“Why wasn’t I invited! I could go again!”

“Shhh Lo, no you can’t. You’re done for the night babe.” Logan pouts but it goes away as soon as Leo starts kissing him all over his face.

Finn had gotten up at some point and began to run a bath, knowing they help Lo warm up from his drop and Leo will probably be sore in the morning and a bath will help. Leo carries Logan to the tub and climbs in with him, having the man rest his back on Leo’s chest.

Finn comes over and washes the sleepyheads’ hair after he has done his nightly routine. Getting the other two to bed was easy, but Logan and he had to be up for the bus in two hours so Finn went to make sure he and Logan had all their stuff packed and by the door before climbing into bed and setting the loudest alarm.

The alarm was loud but almost not loud enough. Leo was carrying the boy's bags down the stairs to the parking garage behind them. He was wearing his lion's sweatshirt and sweatshirt with his boots. Logan was taking Leo’s blanket because he refused to leave without it this morning, he is hiding the the hood of his sweatshirt, while Finn was whistling as chipper as ever.

Finn wouldn’t lie, he was nervous leaving Leo for the first time. Leo has become such an important little warmth in his life that having a day without him makes him feel cold inside. Like he will never be warm again. Like the first time Leo left them after their hook up. Logan warms him for sure, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t more accustomed to that warmth. He opens the back driver side door to his car for Leo to put the bags in and then waits while bouncing on his toes to kiss him goodbye.

“Okay, I think that was all you guys needed.” Leo closes the door and looks at Finn. Opening his arms Finn runs into them and holds Leo tight. Then he remembered something.

They weren’t out with Leo yet… It was only Finn and Logan.

Leo seemed to pick up on this and patted Finn’s back in a friendly way, then when they pulled away he sent him a slightly sad smile. Parking garages are a good place for paparazzi to be hiding, it's what happened with Sirius and Remus. Even if it wasn’t the pap.

Logan was already in the car, pouting, Leo walks over to his side of the car and sticks his head in the window after Finn starts the car and Logan rolls the window down.

“Bye Sweet Pea, play nice this weekend. Okay?” Logan nods and doesn’t say anything, he just looks straight ahead because if he looks at Leo he knows he will kiss him. Leo leans a little close to whisper in Logan's ear. “If you win you can have all the smooches you want.” Logan smiles a little and nods.

Leo watches them drive out of the parking garage from inside the stairwell, hands in his sleeves and his hood pulled up.

Cold.

“GOOD MORNING SLEEPY SLUG!” Clay grabs the blanket Leo curled himself up in on the couch and yanks it so he roughly rolls onto the floor.

“Clay, be nice. Morning Leo, we’ve made some breakfast for you.” Noelle holds out her hand and helps him up by stepping on his toes and pulling him up. Noelle leads Clay and Leo into the kitchen where Reg and Hagrid sit talking about the tattoos Reg wants to get today.

Leo has been talking to Hagrid about getting a special tattoo for a good few months, but once he moved away it all became more complicated. While they were traveling they drew the sketch for the tattoo with the help of Reg, who had become Hagrid’s apprentice on the road.

Reg’s music was playing over the radio, they may have converted him to liking country but alternative will always have his heart. In The End by Blackveil Brides was playing as Reg was drawing out Noelle's tattoo, which looked to be a medusa but with tentacles. Noelle loves deep sea creatures, she is studying to be a marine biologist for deep sea creatures so this tattoo makes a lot of sense.

Her first tattoo is also getting a touch up because she got her sibling Fleur-de-lis on her right wrist in pink ink because it bounces off her tan skin beautifully. But the pink fades quickly so touch ups are needed.

Hagrid sat down next to him at the counter and pats his shoulder, pulling out the sketch from his book and flattening it on the cool surface. Hagrid had set up most of his machines at the counter because he prefers to stand when tattooing.

“She’s beautiful Hagrid.'' Leo smiles at the sketch, it was based off of a picture that he received of Logan in Finn’s jersey. He was on his knees, one hand supporting him pressed into the bed in front of him and one hand crossed over his stomach under the other arm. The jersey was baggy on him and too long but it made him look even more sweet. They turned Logan in the photo, into a pinup woman that captures both features of Finn and Logan. Finn’s eyes and nose, Logan's lips and face shape, Finn’s freckles and Logan’s thick frame. She was beautiful and everything he loved about his boys.

“I know all of your tats are just black and grey… but this one means a lot to you. What if we gave her a pop of color?” Hagrid smiles his very friendly smile and slides another drawing on regular paper over to Leo. It was the pinup but with the jersey colored in the Lions colors.

It took his breath away.

“I would really like that actually, the boys don’t know I’m getting this tattoo and I think the color will really let them know that this is special, and that they are special.” Leo was tracing over the lines of her as he was speaking. The smiles creeping onto his face and the blooming excitement in his chest made him feel on top of the world.

Clay was sitting on the counter swinging his legs, waiting for Hagrid to finish shaving his neck and placing the stencil for his vampire bite that reminds him of Noelle who, as Thomas says it, will suck on his neck hard enough it feels like she is looking for blood.

Once the tattooing had started Clay put on his earphones and zoned out while Hagrid worked. Reg watched closely and was learning techniques as they watched Hagrid. The way Hagrid tattoo’s is very meaningful, every line has a meaning and it isn’t just an image on someone's skin. It's art that can last a lifetime.

Reg was next, having always been in love with the classic horror movies, he decided to get a couple iconic characters tattooed on his knuckles. Reg doesn’t have very many tattoos. Just the inner lip one he got with Clay and Leo. Clay’s saying ‘Pretty’. Reg’s saying ‘Petty’. Leo’s saying ‘Pitty’. He also has a small raven on his sternum. He hasn’t gotten used to the irritating pain of tattoo’s like Leo and Clay who are covered in them. Leo has all black and grey, while Clay has all color. Reg wanted both.

He wants to be his own person.

He’s ready to be his own person.

Next up was Noelle, she has the second largest tattoo and Reg was going to needle some of it. She didn’t mind him doing the finer details. She took her tat like a champ, never flinching or even making a face. She just chatted with everyone about what food they were going to order while Leo got his done.

Finn was sweating, Logan has not left his side since they got out of the car. Logan was wrapped in Leo’s blanket with his sweats and a sweatshirt on since today was just a traveling day. But Logan is already a walking furnace, all those extra layers made him feel like the center of the earth. Finn was messing with Logan's hair who had his face hiding in Finn’s armpit as he took up the entire bus seat by laying on his side with his face towards the backrest. Finn’s hand moved to tap a rhythm on Logan’s side as he scrolled through tiktok.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked to the seat across from them. Sirius and James were sharing a seat on this trip because Remus and Talker had ‘business’ to discuss. Sirius nodded towards Logan and raised an eyebrow.

“This is our first time leaving Leo home alone and Lo is pretty torn up about it.”

“I mean, I get it but also… Leo is a grown man who can handle himself.” James tosses a piece of candy at Logan but Finn catches it and eats it. “Not. For. You!”

“Also we only got.. Like an hour and a half of sleep last night. So that is probably adding to his sleepy-anxious time.” Finn thinks he would have turned pink from remembering the night before but he was already red from overheating.

“It’s just so quiet without him trying to make sure everyone is awake the whole time. I mean I haven’t heard one peep out of him.” Sirius stretches his arms up and grabs the top of the headrest to twist and crack his back. “It’s kinda nice, not going to lie.”

“I’m pretty sure everyone is asleep besides us and Sergei, he is trying to finish knitting us hats on this bus ride.” They all look back and wave at Sergei who sends them a short wave as he concentrates on the red yarn.

“Better get some sleep while the quiet lasts.” Sirius pulls his hat over his eyes and crosses his arms, leaning back after he puts his airpods in under his hat. James follows except he also pulls his hood over his head and ties it.

Finn tries to sleep but he is so warm it’s no use. He checks his maps and sees they still have four hours left.

This has to be the longest bus ride of his life.

She was perfect, Leo was looking at his new tattoo in the mirror through the clear film wrapped around his thigh. His short leg is pulled up and he has been just smiling like an idiot for the good twenty minutes he’s been looking in the mirror. He gives her a couple pokes and scrunches his nose a little at the sting.

“Leo! Food is here!” Noelle calls for him in the kitchen while Clay and Reg continue to argue about what pizza is the best. Wandering out into the kitchen he sees mountains of pizza boxes.

“How many did y’all order!?”

“Twenty four!” Clay leans to the side to be able to see Leo past the stack of boxes. “We needed to make sure Hagrid had some to take back to his bnb with him.”

“Here’s yours.” Reg Frisbe tosses a medium pizza box at him and he barely catches it. “Nice catch.” They stuff their mouth with the slice of veggie pizza they are holding and click on his ‘Hagrid’s Faves’ playlist so they Livin’ On a Prayer by Bon Jovi starts to play.

Clay gets on the counter to air guitar at the height of the chorus and Noelle yells at him to get down. Which he does in a second. Noelle needs the counter so she can pain everyone's nails.

Leo gets one hand Black and one hand White.

Reg gets Navy Blue.

Clay gets Hot Pink.

Hagrid gets Green.

Noelle decides to let Reg paint one hand and Leo paint the other, Leo gives her a messy polish job of Sunflower Yellow. While Reg gives her very clean Sky Blue nails with little white blots of clouds.

After they all doze off during a couple of random movies, it is suddenly the middle of the night. Leo tells them they can all stay but Reg promised to be home so Sirius doesn’t pace a path in the carpet from worry. Clay and Noelle need to go home for Tina and William. Hagrid has to leave to make sure he gets up on time.

Suddenly Leo is alone again.

Cold.

Thomas was exhausted, Remus and him talked the entire bus ride. Minus the three hours they slept… Anyway, they came up with many ways to annoy Sirius and James. Enough to where they had to write them down.

He stumbles into his hotel room, tossing his bag on the ground, flops on the bed face down into the middle of the bed, his phone is positioned weirdly in his pocket so he pulls it out and tosses it next to him.

He is just about to doze off when he hears the facetime ring coming from his phone. Knowing it's Noelle, he answers it but doesn’t move to look at the screen or show his face.

“Hey Baby, sorry you can’t see me. I’m really tired.” He waits for an answer but after a couple of seconds he gets worried and looks at the screen. He sees a blurred screen with the words ‘Poor Connection’. Frowning, he hangs up and just calls her as a normal phone call.

“Hi!” Noelle answers, sounding out of breath and panting. “I was trying to facetime you to show you something beautiful but sadly we don’t have a good connection. Sad~.” Noelle has this purr to her voice that is very… familiar. Thomas rolls over and sits up a little too fast because he about throws himself off the bed.

“I- What are you doing? You have your sexy voice on!”

“Mm I’m doing Clay.” Thomas can tell she is smirking on the other side of the phone. He tries to swallow down the cotton that has suddenly filled his mouth, his clothes were suddenly too warm. “You know what I meant right~ I’m doing Clay.” He is confused for a moment but a muffled tight moan that must have been Clay filled the silence. It clicks, Noelle was literally fucking Clay.

Noelle.

Was.

Pegging.

Clay.

“Oh shit! This is so not fair! You guys were supposed to wait for me!” Putting the phone on speaker he starts to take his clothes off as he feels himself getting hard.

“Tell me everything.”

[odelschwanky]

Come See Me (Shinji Hirako x Reader)

*This is a speed write I'm super proud of. I'm not normally the type to get things done fast, because I always want it to be perfect, but I wrote this all in one day! I hope everyone enjoys it. And feel free to request different characters!*

Word Count: 1967

"Shinji!"

The factory warehouse was strangely empty, and you didn't know where everyone had gone. You looked for them at all the places they frequent here in Karakura town. Maybe they were in gigais, out on the town. Or maybe they went... somewhere else?

"Shinji!" You called again, slumping down in an old, rickety chair. The light streamed in from the tall window overhead, illuminating the dancing dust particles in its wake. The rest of the place was dark. The chair was one of the only pieces of furniture in the warehouse, besides the hundreds of boxes.

It creaked under your weight and you sighed. You hadn't seen the Vizards for a while, so you decided to pay them a visit. You were on your lunch break actually. You checked your watch. You still had a half-hour before you had to be back at your desk. "Why isn't he here?" You scratch the back of your head and frown.

"Hey doll, why are you so down?"

A grin graced your face as you leaped up and hugged the wiry blond man. His arms encased you gently and he rubbed your back.

Shinji was the first person you met, strangely enough, when you moved to Karakura town. It was late and you were moving the last of your boxes into your new apartment. A hollow was actually anchored to the building.

***

"Hello?" you called. You gripped your late brother's pocket knife close to your chest as you walked up the stairs to your new place. Your shoes scuffed the stone and your hand was warm and sweaty on the freezing cold doorknob.

The main room was deserted, save for the few boxes in the middle of the floor. The cobwebs still plagued the corners of the ceiling, since you hadn't cleaned them up yet. You heard a slight gurgling noise, faintly coming from the bathroom. That was funny... since you hadn't called to have the water turned on yet.

The wood creaked under your feet and you winced. You were a lot louder than the thing in your bathroom. You reckoned it was probably a mouse or something. With the rest of the apartment was in such a despaired state, that wouldn't be such a far fetched idea.

The hallway to the back of the apartment split into left and right with the balcony door in the middle. You took a deep breath before opening the bathroom door.

"Oh!"

It was hard to get a good look at the beast because it was dark, hidden in the shadows like a seventy-pound bat.

You screamed as it rushed at you. It seemed to laugh, loudly, unapologetically. Suddenly the balcony door burst open behind you from a gust of wind and before you knew it, you were scooped into the hands of the large and furry something. Your head spun as it whisked you down into the street below. Just when it came to you to open your eyes, you jammed the knife into its body and it let out a wailing growl.

You fell to the snowy ground in a heap of aching limbs. Your coat wasn't enough to protect you from the chill you got when you looked at the monster in the eye. You had seen hollows before. Ever since you were a little girl you could see them, but never this big, and never this close.

"Well, well. You're not welcome here, not at all."

It was simple and swift. A blond-haired man in an orange dress shirt came down with a single swipe and sliced the hollow in half with a sword. You were left trembling and cold, covered in snow and dirty wet slush from the road.

"Are you alright? You took a nasty fall." He towered over you, outstretching a hand down to you.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay," you say, letting him help you to your feet. "You can see hollows too?"

"Sure can. Come on, let's get you inside."

He helped you up to your apartment.

"What's your name?" You ask, turning to him before you go in.

"The name's Shinji. Shinji Hirako." The way he talked was slow and deliberate, soothing, sultry, confident.

You smile softly and take his hand appreciatively. "Thank you, Shinji."

"Not a problem for me, love." He gave you a toothy grin that you found quite charming. "I think we'll be seeing some more of each other."

Things went from there. He would come to visit every now and again, then you two started going out. You didn't understand that he wasn't a human at first, and you finally figured it out one day when he came to pick you up for a date and he had to pop a candy in his mouth before anybody else could see him. Then he explained to you the whole business about being a Vizard. You surprised, sure, but you weren't scared. He was part hollow, but that didn't have to be a bad thing. He saved your life, and you slowly found yourself falling in love with him.

***

"I just really missed you," you said, breathing in the scent of him. His blunt cut brushed against your ears and he held you in the embrace. You didn't know how much you missed him until you saw him. Your voice broke a little. "I missed you a lot."

"Come on, (y/n). You don't gotta cry. I'm here now."

You hadn't seen each other in a few weeks. It's not a long time when you think about it objectively, but when you're talking about the person you love... it feels like forever.

You and Shinji sat down and talked for a few minutes. Everyone else was on their way back from town, and you wanted to stay to see them... but you just really wanted some time alone with him.

"Are you doing anything tonight?" You ask, lighting the occasional cigarette that you smoked with Shinji. That was probably the worst thing he had done to you, this loose and casual habit of smoking every now and again.

"Yeah. This guy, Ichigo. We think he's one of us. I gotta talk to him before he gets tangled up with some bad news. Things get complicated, you know?"

You sigh. "So that means you won't have time to stay over tonight?"

"Ah, don't make me feel guilty. If I can find this Ichigo guy and talk to him like Hiyori wants me to, then I'll come over and see you. Is that okay?"

You nod. You could be satisfied with that. There were certain things that came with being involved with supernatural beings, and your "boyfriend" being unavailable most days was the least of your problems. You were okay now that you at least have gotten to see him.

"Okay, well I have to go. I can't be late back to work."

"Alright, bye doll." Shinji grabbed hold of your neck and brought you toward him in a deep kiss. You sunk into it willingly, putting both your hands on either of his cheeks. This made you all warm and tingly inside, making up for the lost days in a matter of seconds.

"I hope that Ichigo guy doesn't take too much time," you say. Shinji's eyebrow raised and maybe he knew what you were getting at. You had more than enough bedroom for him tonight, and by hell, he'd better come and use it. You squeeze Shinji's hand. "Stay safe, you hear?"

"You more than me, love."

***

You squinted at your keys in the dark. Fumbling them into the lock haphazardly, you nearly fall into your apartment. Something about today, being at your desk for hours exhausted you. You made an egg sandwich for dinner, brushed your teeth, and took a long hot bath, probably your favorite routine out of all the ones you had made for yourself. It wasn't until you were brushing your hair, wrapped in a towel, that a slight knock on your door shook you out of your daydreams.

You hurriedly scramble in your bedroom, which you had recently tidied up, looking for something to wear. You finally decided a T-shirt you had cropped a long time ago and some pajama pants would do.

You open the door slightly, trying to look in the peephole, but it was too dark outside to see.

"It's me."

You couldn't keep yourself from smiling as you opened the door and wrapped your arms around Shinji for the second time today. You wrapped your legs around him as well, gripping his torso with your thighs. "You're choking me, doll." You could hear a hint of laughter in his voice. "I don't care," you said happily.

He walked you inside with ease, wearing you like a necklace. Carrying you was never a problem for him. He shut the front door behind him and turned off all the lights on the way to your bedroom.

"I'm exhausted, can we just watch a movie?" You say, finally coming down from his shoulders.

"You don't have to ask, y' know. We can always do whatever you want."

That was music to your ears. Shinji was so sweet and thoughtful even though he acted so aloof and cocky. He cared about you and it was the most precious thing you thought about.

After he undressed and put his hair back, he turned off the lights and fell into bed with you.

"Kisses," you whine, pressing your lips on his.

"You just want a little attention, huh?" Shinji's voice grew dominant and strong.

That's just what you wanted: attention from the man you loved.

Shinji plants kiss after kiss on your lips, letting his hands skim over you in no particular pattern. It wasn't rushed, but smooth and natural. It just felt so right.

Your hands find their way to his hair, which you played with gently, keeping his bangs out of his face, swipe after swipe. His body was hot against yours, making you ache and want more. Curse your stupid job. If you weren't so tired, you'd let him do whatever he wanted with you.

His long fingers tipped your chin up, exposing your neck. He went into it assertively, leaving smooches, love bites, and a wet trail of tongue up to your ears. You moaned and held him tighter. "You sound so needy, (y/n). If you don't watch it, I'm gonna get you tomorrow."

He said this, putting his fingers to your lips to hush you. Now that was an idea you could get behind. "Who says I don't want you to?" You fire back with a smirk and giggle. Shinji pets your hair, laughing deviously. If he had it in his mind to have you right now, you'd let him. You couldn't wait for tomorrow.

You burrowed into the blankets and snuggled your way under his arm, draping your legs on him. You just couldn't get your fill. Being close was never enough, and you always felt like you had to be closer to your love.

"Shinji?"

He looked down at you, moving some of the blankets so he could see your face. "Yeah?"

"I love you. And I want to be with you forever and ever."

He laughed, holding you closer to him. The cold room mixed with his warm touch was absolutely calming. "You're so gushy..."

You continued watching the movie until your eyes grew heavy. Your grip tightened on Shinji as you start drifting off to sleep.

"I love ya, (y/n)."

[violetrose-art]

Frankenweenie Headcannons, Theories, and Ideas

This is just a list of the theories, headcannons, and ideas I came up with for Tim Burton's Frankenweenie. I might add more later on, so watch out

-When he was six years old, Victor Frankenstein got Sparky as a small puppy from the local pet shop

-Elsa got Persephone as a gift for her seventh birthday

-Victor’s full name is Victor Charles Frankenstein

-Victor is strongly not fond of sports, especially baseball. But he does love to play fetch with Sparky and ride his bike

-Victor secretly has a crush on Elsa, but he’s too nervous to say anything. But he wouldn’t mind just being friends with her

-Even though he doesn’t get along too well with Toshiaki and Nassor very well, Victor doesn’t mind Bob (who was one of the “cool kids”) being nice to him

-Victor used to have a pen pal in London named Shamus Holmes. They wrote to each other back and forth almost every week, until Victor reached college. That was when the letters from Shamus stopped coming

-Victor isn’t allergic to anything, but he does get nauseous around peaches for some reason

-When he grows up, Victor either wants to become a scientist, a vet, or a movie director… but he can’t decide

-Victor likes to watch both horror and sci-fi films. His favorites are Karloff’s “Frankenstein”, “The Fly”, “The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms”, “Behemoth the Sea Monster”, and “Earth vs. the Flying Saucers”

-The Monday after Dutch Day, Victor was told to stay after school for baseball practice, but when he hit the ball and ran around the diamond, he broke his arm and got a black eye and he was suspended from the baseball team… which he thought was the best day ever

-Victor isn’t particularly fond of his young cousin, Vincent Malloy. He’s often annoyed by Vincent's slightly obsessive mannerisms and all of his Vincent Price talk and Vincent's mother blames Victor for introducing her son to scary movies in the first place

-Victor was born on August 31st, 1957

-Elsa’s full name is Elsa Anais Van Helsing

-Victor and Elsa first met on their first day in kindergarten. They both reached out to grab the same toy, but their hands touched and their eyes met. After a tiny squabble over the toy, they started playing together and they quickly became friends

-Elsa was born on October 28th, 1957

-Elsa isn’t into sports, but she enjoys going swimming or roller skating on occasion… She also likes to watch Victor Frankenstein at baseball practice sometimes

-Elsa is highly allergic to bees and pistachios

-A year after Dutch Day, Mayor Bergermeister forced Elsa to take ballet lessons recently and she doesn’t like it

-Elsa has an interest in history and she thought about becoming a historian someday

-Elsa has a secret crush on Victor, but she’s too shy to say anything

-After the events of Dutch Day, Victor promised never to reanimate Sparky again if he died one more time. Eventually when he was in his late teen years, he let Sparky die because he and Elsa wanted Sparky and Persephone to be together in death. The two dogs were buried in the pet cemetery together (Romeo and Juliet style)

-Elsa likes to watch horror movies in secret. Her absolute favorites are “Bride of Frankenstein”, “Dracula”, and “The Phantom of the Opera”

-After Dutch Day, Victor and Elsa started to grow closer and closer, as well as their dogs Sparky and Persephone

-Despite her uncle's protests of having a dog around, he agreed to let Elsa keep Persephone. But he insists that she keep the dog away from his front lawn

-Sparky and Persephone had four puppies together. Their names are Coal, Raven, Anastasia, and Hades

-When they were in the eighth grade, Victor and Elsa had their first kiss at a Halloween dance at school. They had their second kiss after a Christmas dance recital; they were performing the Nutcracker together. They started officially dating when they were freshmen in high school

-Elsa’s favorite books are “To Kill a Mockingbird”, “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”, “Romeo and Juliet” and other works of William Shakespeare and her favorite writers are Lewis Carroll, Harper Lee, and Shakespeare. She also enjoys Edgar Allen Poe’s works

-Elsa considers Weird Girl (aka, Mindy) a friend, but she doesn’t like it when she creepily stares at her

-Elsa had a pen pal in New York City named Kristen. They wrote to each other a few times a month, but they lost touch when they reached senior year in high school

-When Victor and Elsa grew up and got married, they had two children. Their names are Peter Timothy Frankenstein (age 12) and Moira Juliet Frankenstein (age 8)

-Weird Girl’s full name is Mindy Cecilia White

-Mindy was raised by a single mother who was a medium, as well as a psychiatrist

-Mr. Whiskers was adopted as a kitten by Mindy from a local pet store. He was the only one of the litter that wasn't adopted because of his large starring eyes

-Mindy took the same ballet classes as Elsa

-Mindy has a crush on Edgar. She secretly hoped that Mr. Whisker's would one day dream about her and Edgar

-After Mr. Whiskers’ death, Mindy fell into a deep depression. Elsa was there to comfort her in her time of need and she even helped her bury the body in the pet cemetery

-Mindy first discovered Mr. Whiskers’ ability to predict the future through cat litter one morning after changing it; it was shaped in the letter B. On that same day, a girl named Brooklyn from school got three strikes at the bowling alley

-Mindy was born on April 3rd, 1958

-Edgar’s full name is Edgar Abraham Gore

-Edgar has a crush on Mindy, but he believes she’s out of his league and was too afraid to approach her

-At one point, Edgar wanted a snake or spider for a pet, but his mother told him no. Once tried to adopt a wild raccoon, but got a scolding from her when he let it into the house

-Edgar was born on September 14th, 1958

-After Dutch Day, Edgar developed a fear of rats

-Edgar still wants to make a death ray with Victor, even though they can't actually make one

-Mindy and Edgar started dating when they were in their sophomore year

-When they got married, Mindy and Edgar had a daughter named Giselle (age 7 ¾)

-Toshiaki’s full name is Toshiaki Ito Oroku

-Toshiaki's mother and father were originally born and raised in Japan until they moved to the US a month before he was born. Being an open community towards different race groups, New Holland was the perfect location to start a family

-Toshiaki was born on May 28th, 1956

-As a reward for winning his first science fair, Toshiaki was given a pet turtle, who he named Shelly. Shelly was unfortunately passed away when he was left outside in the hot afternoon in his aquarium for too long

-Toshiaki and Victor are frenemies, mainly friends, but mostly enemies

-When Shelly died two times, Toshiaki was very upset. But luckily, he had his friends to comfort him after his second and final burial

-In school, Toshiaki met one of the new girls, a Japanese girl named Mae-Lee, and he quickly developed a crush on her

-Years later, Toshiaki and Mae-Lee got married and had two children, a daughter named Shelley Sue (age 8) and Yoshi (age 7 months)

-Nassor’s full name is Nassor Hannibal Karloff

-In school, Nassor stood out from the other children due to his height and cynical macabre personality. The only thing that made him happy as a child was his pet hamster, Colossus. One day Colossus went missing and Nassor was frantic with worry. About five days later, Colossus was found trapped inside the wall and he had starved to death, leaving Nassor heartbroken

-Nassor has an interest in Ancient Egyptian culture around pharaohs and the afterlife. It was his idea as tribute to Colossus would be mummified and placed in a large tomb

-After Dutch Day, Nassor was found wrapped up and he was untied by the others. While he holds no grudges against Toshiaki, he doesn't exactly forgive him for causing Colossus's second death

-Nassor was born on February 24th, 1956

-After Dutch Day, Nassor met one of the new girls, a young lady named Hillary, and he was instantly infatuated with her

-When Nassor and Hillary grew up, they got married and had a son named Darwin (age 12)

-Bob’s full name is Bob Adam Hill

-Bob’s dad passed when he was rather young, making his mother, Mrs. Hill, extremely protective of him, and he finds it super embarrassing

-Bob hates it when people talk about his weight. When he fell down a manhole by accident, he got stuck and had to have a crane to pull him back out

-Bob was born on July 6th, 1957

-In school, Bob had a crush on a girl named Jenny

-Bob first met Toshiaki shortly after Shelly's death. Despite Toshiaki's cold behavior towards him at first, they became good friends

-Bob has an interest in marine life and he has a fish tank full of different kind of fish up in  his room

-When he grew up, he and Jenny got married and had a son named Carl (age 12)

-Mr. Frankenstein’s full name is Edward Steven Frankenstein

-Edward was an avid lover of sports, especially baseball. He played as a star athlete in high school, where he first met Susan who was cheering with the other cheerleaders

-Edward has a bit of hard time understanding his son, Victor, but still supports him nonetheless

-Edward likes to role play with his wife Susan that he's a travelling salesman when her "husband" isn't around the house

-Edward often gets people who ask him about his last name Frankenstein. An old family rumor was that he was a direct descendant of the original presumed fictional scientist, Dr. Frankenstein

-Edward tries to get along with his next door neighbor, Mayor Bergermeister

-Mrs. Frankenstein’s full name is Susan Delia Woods Frankenstein

-Susan and Edward Frankenstein first met in back high school; he was a star athlete while she was the head cheerleader. A few years after graduation, they got married and she gave birth to Victor at age 31

-Susan has two sisters, Lillian and Francine. Francine is the eldest, Susan is the middle child, and Lillian is the youngest. Lillian is Vincent Malloy’s mother

-Susan isn't as social with the other mothers/housewives with their gossiping. She prefers the company with her family instead. She is friends with Mrs. Van Helsing, though

-Susan had a pet calico cat when she was younger named Lacey. But poor Lacey died when she was around Victor's age, so she knows what her son was going through

-Mayor Bergermeister’s full name is Robert “Bob” Clarence Bergermeister

-The Bergermeister family has been mayors of New Holland for generations. They were known for their strict laws, rules, and leadership towards its citizens

-Bergermeister has a very low tolerance towards animals, especially dogs… probably because he never had any pets growing up

-Elsa’s father’s full name is Jonathon Gabriel Van Helsing

-Elsa’s mother’s full name is Lydia Hermione Bergermeister Van Helsing

-Mr. and Mrs. Van Helsing are philosophers, hence why they tend to be away a lot. They travel to countries mostly in Europe, like Romania and the Netherlands. They sometimes take Elsa with them when they have to go out of the town, state, or even country. But most often, she stays behind because of school and just wants to be at home and spend time with Victor

-Mayor Bergermeister is in fact the older brother of Lydia by four years. Like most siblings, they do love each other but sometimes can’t stand each other

-Lydia is one of the few people and things that actually scares Mr. Bergermeister, despite the fact that that she’s his little sister. She doesn’t take nonsense from him or anyone else and she’s not afraid to stand up to him. When she’s done, he usually replies weakly “yes, sis” or “yes, little sis”

-Jonathon grew up in Romania for most of his childhood, but when he lost his parents, he immigrated to the United States to make a better life for himself. He met Lydia when he was about to start high school

-Bergermeister loves gardening, especially his first prize flowers. He absolutely hates it when the neighbor's dog lays his "business" all over the lawn

-Bergermeister cares deeply for his niece and younger sister… but he isn't very fond of her husband, Jonathon

-At first, Bergermeister greatly disliked the idea of Elsa and Victor being together, but he eventually grew to respect him

-Bergermeister used to be married; he and his wife even had a son named Bernard. But the couple had a huge fight and they filed for a divorce. When the divorce was finalized, his ex left New Holland and she took Bernard with him

-Bernard Bergermeister was never close with his cousin, Elsa. In fact, Elsa often found Bernard to be quite repulsive

-When Bernard grew up, he met a wealthy young woman named Lucille and they had a son named Bruce (age 13)

-Mr. Rzykruski’s full name is Ivan Darius Rzykruski

-Ivan was born in a small Eastern European village. He grew up influenced around various scientists in the community. Both of his parents were scientists in different fields of expertise and would encourage him to pursue his dreams

-By the time Ivan was 18 years old, he immigrated to the United States and eventually landed a job as a university professor teaching quantum mechanics. He met with various famous scientists in his career

-Ivan tends to be a bit dramatic in his teachings. He briefly took acting classes in his youth, but he wanted to focus more on being a scientist

-During one of his science lectures, Ivan met a woman by the name of Vanessa. They quickly fell in love, got married, and had a son named Dirk. Unfortunately when Dirk was about 9 years old, Vanessa passed away because of cancer. Ivan was heartbroken and he and Dirk missed her terribly. When Dirk was 10, Ivan sent his son to a private boarding school in another part of the state. But when the boy turned 14, he went back to public school

-Dirk grew up and met a woman named Clarice. They got married and had a daughter named Ingrid (age 13). But Clarice died of a terrible sickness when Ingrid was about 3 or 4, then Dirk died in a car crash when Ingrid was about 7. That was when Mr. Rzykruski took his granddaughter in and raised her as his own

-The gym teacher’s full name is Coach Darla Gladys Barnes

-Bob’s mom’s full name is Barbara Deborah Ferguson Hill

-Vincent Malloy’s full name is Vincent Sebastian Malloy

-When Vincent grew up, he met a woman named Marilynn, they got married and had a daughter named Winona (age 7). But Marilynn got into a bad car accident and passed away, leaving Vincent to raise his daughter on his own

-The invisible fish Victor reanimated didn't die. In fact, the fish used its invisibility powers to slip out of the glass jar Edgar was keeping it in and disappeared into the sewer, rumored to still be there

-The reason that New Holland has so many lightning storms is part of an old town legend. Centuries ago when the first settlers built New Holland, there was a young witch by the name of Loretta Thistletwing and while she was a good witch, she kept her true nature a secret from the superstitious townsfolk. Unfortunately, one fateful night, Loretta accidentally caused her powers to be revealed and the townsfolk formed an angry mob to have her killed. However, her beloved familiar black cat, Midnight, heard of the danger and tried to defend his mistress, only to get killed in the process. Outraged by the loss of her beloved pet, Loretta unleashed a curse upon the town right before they burned her at the stake, saying that the town would be cursed with perpetual thunderstorms and any lightning that hit a deceased pet would bring it back to life, unleashing its fury upon the town. This is why the lightning brings dead pets back. But Sparky is the only good one to be reanimated because Victor loved him so much

-Susan and her two sisters are the three granddaughters of Victor Van Dort and Victoria Everglot. Susan’s son and only child, Victor, was named after his great-grandfather who passed away before his birth

-In the past, New Holland had experienced horrible monster attacks and many of them were based on famous movie monsters. There was a mutated bulldog made out of slime (based on the Blob), a half lizard/fly (based on the Fly), a gigantic pet capuchin monkey (based on King Kong), and even a phantom like cat (based on the Phantom of the Opera). Of course, the current townsfolk never believed these supposed stories until the Dutch Day incident

-Legend has it that the curse Loretta put on the town could only be broken when a pet that had been deeply loved by its owner was brought back peaceful and the townsfolk came together to save it should it die again. This ultimately ended up happening by the end of the movie and the curse was unwittingly broken

This is all I've got so far, but feel free to tell me what you think and tell me which one is your favorite

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BLOODLUST [PART 2] || SATORU GOJO

A continuation from this one-shot.

Pairing: Vampire!Gojo Satoru x F!Reader

Type: One-Shot (may turn into a fic, idk)

Warnings: Mentions of blood/murder, swearing, and slight mentions of sexual themes.

Notes: This is probably really bad, lol, I'm tired.

Dead bodies weren’t supposed to be heavy, but this one in particular was, and Satoru was managing his way through the alleyway as he dragged the corpse in one hand and twirled the hand knife he had in the other one.

He was thankful that he kept his Infinity on at this time. Satoru was frustrated at himself for letting blood get on his clothes last time. However, he was tired of the fact that he had an endless lecture from Yaga about his blood intake and that was why Satoru lost control of his vampiric techniques, which was rare, though. Satoru was well-mannered—to a certain extent, at least—and he knew how to keep his vampiric techniques in control, he always had.

But what one weakness Satoru had was his stubbornness and his refusal to drink human blood. Occasionally, he’d drink it, but he wasn’t trying to drink it like it was a fine wine at a restaurant. And with one sigh, looking up at the sky as he clutched onto the dirtied shirt of the corpse below him, he knew that he needed to drink some blood soon.

Satoru glanced down at his black watch on his wrist, sunglasses nearly slipping off the bridge of his nose. He checked the time and it had only been a few minutes since he last met with the recent vampire he had just killed.

(It didn’t take long for one deathful stare from Satoru’s eyes for the vampire to be twisted into unbearable knots, though).

It was exactly two in the morning, he noted.

“For a bastard that just turned, you’re fucking heavy,” Satoru commented, looking at the disfigured corpse in his hands. He knew there had only been a few more steps to go, but Satoru knew that the job was too messy.

Nanami always scolded him for this, too. No matter what mission either he or Nanami were assigned to, Satoru would have to make sure to clean up the mess somehow, and after killing the vampire that they were assigned to, the body has to be disposed of. (But, it wasn’t fucking easy, and Satoru knew this. It was difficult knowing that the endless trails of blood were never-ending and that the evidence of murder wasn’t going to fade away from the public).

As Yaga always told Satoru, it was more important to keep vampires hidden from society as much as possible. Throughout the country, rapid cases of indescribable murders have been increasing, and Nanami always pointed it out when the two would wait around in the lounge room together.

(“Thirty more cases of victims drained of blood,” Nanami spoke the other night, staring at the television screen as he fiddled with the remote in his hands.

Satoru stared at him, tilting his head. “No newspaper?”

“For once I listened to you and I went along with the news. Besides, it helps me see how the public is reacting to these ca—”

“Wait,” Satoru interrupted. “You actually listen to me?”

“Starting now, I will stop.”)

Satoru reached the bridge that was connected to the roads that he had just been traveling for quite some time. He turned around, sighing at the obvious sight of blood that trailed to the moment where he had stopped; with snow on the ground, it wasn’t helping that the blood was more painfully obvious.

He knew that if Nanami came around, he’d get a never-ending glare from him for leaving a mess, but at least Satoru was disposing of the body.

Satoru picked up the dead corpse and quickly tossed it over the bridge, watching the body fall until it hit the surface of the water. With one big splash, Satoru turned around, wiping off the excess dirt on his hands, and decided to leave the scene as soon as possible before anyone would’ve been able to witness it.

He thought of different possibilities that he could go on for the rest of the night. Perhaps, he and Nanami could watch a movie together after so long and maybe Satoru could actually shut up for once, but for some reason, Satoru wanted to be alone. He usually wanted to hide in his own head whenever he knew he had to drink blood for the night.

Satoru murmured a swear underneath his head and then placed his palm on his forehead, sighing at the thought. It was never fun being reminded that you were a monster and Satoru had to deal with these uncontrollable thoughts of his; he knew he could control them, but he believed that they were the truth, after all.

Even though he never murdered a human for the sake of his hunger.

His phone began to ring in his pocket and he sighed deeply, already aware of who it could be that was calling him. Satoru reached for his phone and then looked at the caller ID, realizing that Nanami was trying to reach him.

Satoru cleared his throat, throwing a wide grin on his lips, not minding that he was in an opposite mood a couple seconds ago. “Hello Nanami, have you finished your pa—”

“Yes, I’m just calling to see if you did yours,” Nanami interrupted, a slight groan from the other line.

He sounded exhausted. Though, Satoru couldn’t blame him.

“Ah, I did. Shall we go out for a night stroll?” Satoru asked, even though he preferred to be alone.

“No, thank you,” Nanami responded blandly, which was why Satoru even asked because he knew the answer already. He might as well pretend to be in character. “Don’t forget to get rid of the body.”

“Already did it,” Satoru stuck his tongue out, still making his way down the street in front of him. He looked up at the flickering street lights and glanced at the dim-lit windows of the apartment buildings to his left. “Did you think I was that forgetful?”

“It’s you, after all.”

“That hurts.”

“I’m hanging up now since our business here is done.”

“Not even a ‘goodnight’?” Satoru pouted before he heard the end of the other line go off.

His smile slowly faded as he went back on his phone, staring at the messages he was receiving from Yaga about his new watch. Satoru checked back on his watch, realizing that only twenty minutes had passed since he last checked, and it wasn’t long from now until the timer would go off to signal that he needed to feed.

Satoru didn’t bother to bring any blood bags with him, because why would he? It would’ve been a bad move on his part if he dropped any on accident during a battle in public. Most of the time, he’d drink in the infirmary room and bring up small talk even though it pained Satoru deep down to taste a red liquid that was so sinister yet so delicious and can be devoured easily from an innocent bystander.

It didn’t take him long to make his way to the small town in front of him and he ignored most of the ‘missing’ posters that were stuck on the walls of the worn-down buildings next to him. Satoru didn’t want to pay attention to these papers; he already knew these faces, anyways, and they’re all dead—vampire or human. Regardless, these incidents would’ve been happening if vampires hadn’t existed—if Satoru didn’t exist himself.

He made his way past an alleyway until he heard low growls coming from near him. Satoru raised his eyebrows, glancing down at a matted stray down near his feet, and he noticed that the puppy was gnawing at his black leather shoes.

He furrowed his eyebrows, watching the puppy chew on his shoelaces as it kept on growling at him. For some reason, the animal looked familiar to him and—well, he wasn’t sure why it was hitting him as if the animal was something important.

Regardless, Satoru couldn’t help but smirk and chuckle at the obvious failure of the puppy clawing its small paws on his shoes. He bent down, watching the small animal continue to chew on his shoelaces. He tried to reach out a hand to pet it, but of course, the puppy pulled back, untying his shoelaces in the process.

Satoru gasped, staring at the animal with a displeased look that he was purposefully showing off. “Hey now!” Satoru retorted playfully with a pout growing on his lips. “I just bought these”—and he really didn’t, he was just messing around with a small animal as if it was an actual human child—“and now you’re ruining them.”

There were only growls as a response.

“That’s not very nice,” Satoru muttered, raising his hand closer to the puppy who still kept its distance from him. “You don’t wanna be my friend?”

More growls.

“I’m not that bad of a guy,” Satoru chuckled jokingly. Well, he was half-joking.

Yet again, more growls.

“Alright, you wanna go?” Satoru scrunched up his nose and held his fists up, pretending to be in a small fighting stance against the puppy that was still chewing on his shoelaces. “This is the wraith that you’re gonna face once you mess with Gojo Satoru’s sh—”

“What are you… doing?”

He was stopped in his sentence and he turned around to face you.

Out of all the people to run into him in this weird sight, he ran into you. And—oh, now everything began to click to his tiny brain eventually. He remembered running into you about a week or so ago and—oh yeah, this dog was close with you, or something.

He kind of remembered.

“Uh, nothing,” Satoru grinned awkwardly, hoping that the awkward silence would fade.

“A-Ah, you’re that one guy…” you muttered quietly into your dark scarf, slowly making eye contact before you eventually pulled away from his gaze despite the sunglasses blocking the view of his irises.

“And you’re that one girl,” Satoru chuckled, standing up finally before he pointed down at the puppy. “And this one’s a feisty one.”

“Meeko.”

“Uh, wh—”

You interrupted, “that’s his name.”

“Oh, right.” As if Satoru would remember that. “So, is he your dog? I’m assuming he is.”

“No, he isn’t,” you responded shyly, trying to force yourself to make eye contact with him but it was odd enough that he was wearing shades when it was super dark outside. “I wish he was though. I enjoy taking care of him.”

“Oh?” Satoru tilted his head, placing a hand on his hip. “Why don’t you take him to a vet and get him some vaccines or something? You can adopt him then unless he belongs to someone.”

“I take him once in a while,” you explained, sighing. “The vets think he belongs to me but he really doesn’t. As far as I know, he doesn’t have an owner, and—and it seems like just a stray,” you spoke quietly, looking down at your feet. “B-But I can’t really have a pet at home.”

Satoru blinked at you. He didn’t know who you were but he decided to not pry with questions any furthermore. It was best that he didn’t have any close interactions with humans, anyway.

And, sure, once in a while, he knew he would be messing around with some girls here and there, but he’d assure himself that he was a one-night stand man and that he wasn’t looking for a committed relationship—he can’t, he knew it, and he knew that because of what and who he was.

He shook his head off his thoughts as you made your way past him and then picked up the puppy that was busy messing with his shoelaces. “S-Sorry about your shoes,” you spoke quietly, picking up the small animal before making your way into the dark alleyway.

What is with alleyways nowadays? Satoru sighed, wondering why people always ended up getting themselves lost in such dark and uncomfortable places. It was dangerous, especially with the current murders that were occurring and—

Shit, you were really walking down there.

“Hey!” Satoru shouted, cupping his palm to his mouth. “You do realize that you are walking into a pretty sketchy area, right?!”

“Yup,” you responded, raising your voice a little.

“What the hell?” Satoru’s eyebrow twitched, unsure of why you’d risk yourself going into someplace so risky, especially with all the murders going around. He would think you’d be more cautious, especially with the shy personality that you portrayed right off the bat.

It wasn’t his business, but he didn’t want another person to endanger themselves.

However, it still wasn’t his business—but he decided to follow you, anyway.

“Are you crazy?” Satoru questioned as he raised his voice, hoping that you’d knock some sense into yourself.

“Maybe a little,” you responded to him, not minding that the light was slowly fading out as you walked past a wall lamp. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.”

“Yes it does, silly,” Satoru sighed, placing his palm on the back of his neck. “It does matter when you risk yourself in dangerous situations like this.” He wanted to mention the rising case of unexplainable murders but he’d figure that you were aware of what was happening anyways.

“I prefer to be outside than inside, really,” you responded to him, smiling down at the puppy that was resting in your arms.

“I guess,” Satoru pursed his lips. “But whether you like it or not, I will walk you home.”

He wasn’t sure why he said that but the words had slipped out of his mouth before he could stop them from falling out.

You stopped on your feet, not moving a single muscle until you looked up at him. He looked at you with an odd stare; he wasn’t sure why you randomly stopped moving. And right as he was about to ask you what was wrong, you spoke, “I think I can walk myself home. It’s best if you, uh, don’t walk me home.”

“Huh?” Satoru had a deadpanned look on his face and he shook his head. “Look, I get we don’t know each other, but I’m not letting you just walk home in the dark at this—”, he glanced down at his watch, “hour.”

“I’m used to walking home this late.”

Satoru straightened his posture, looking down at you as you continued to walk down the alleyway, puppy in your hands with an uncomfortable look on your face. He tilted his head, looking at your features, and it wasn’t hard for him to take note of how you looked. With his Six Eyes, he was able to sense anything that was going on around him, and if Satoru had to find a positive outlook to being a vampire, it was that he was capable of seeing in the dark.

“That’s really dangerous, you know?” Satoru commented, putting his hands in his pockets.

“Yeah.” You spoke, not wanting to continue on with the subject, and Satoru caught onto that.

Satoru cleared his throat, trying to initiate another conversation. “So, um, what’s your name?”

“Um,” you licked your lips, looking hesitant before you decided to speak, “Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you,” Satoru smiled, wondering if you’d ever try to make eye contact with him. “Gojo Satoru.”

“Ah, so—”

“Satoru is fine,” he grinned cheekily, not getting a reaction out of you. “I don’t mind if you call me by my first name. I prefer it.”

“Alright,” you said, finally making eye contact with him as you cocked your eyebrows in confusion. “So, uh, why do you wear sunglasses at this hour?”

“Ah, these things,” Satoru stuck his tongue out playfully, initiating his child-like personality in hopes that you’d find yourself being comforted by his silly behavior. However, he tried to ignore the fact that you didn’t really show any reaction to it and just continued to stare at him. “Well, I like sunglasses. What can I say? I like to look stylish at night.”

“Sure, I guess.”

“It’s better than a blindfold.”

You pursed your eyebrows, clearly looking puzzled. “You wear a bl—blindfold?” You questioned.

Satoru caught on that you stuttered quite frequently, and perhaps, you were just nervous around his presence. Yet again, how could anyone not, as to his arrogant and charming bastard-self. “Sometimes,” he spoke so casually as if wearing blindfolds in public and sunglasses past midnight were a normal thing—and they were, to Gojo Satoru, at least. “I just like to be that cool guy, you know? I wanna stand out.”

You shook your head, sighing. “I can tell you are an idiot.”

And Christ, you were acting so blunt out of nowhere. “Eh, that’s a bit rude to say to someone you just met, don’t you think?” Satoru made a displeased look.

“I mean, you don’t seem offended.”

“I’m not, because you are actually right,” Satoru snapped his fingers. “It doesn’t mean I can’t act offended.”

Much to his surprise, you couldn’t help yourself but shoot a smile to him. Your lips curved up into a small twinkle and he was taken back by it. You haven’t really shown a lot of cheerful emotion, even from when you first met him to walk with him down a dark alleyway; you didn’t know who he was, let alone, Satoru had no idea what was your deal or who you even were. However, that small beam of a smile made his face flush into a deep blush and—he really wasn’t sure what made him react that way.

“You’re funny,” you commented before turning away, meeting the gaze at the end of the alleyway in front of you.

“I aim to please,” Satoru chuckled, smiling back at you before he looked ahead with you.

“I can walk home from here, you know?” You said, reaching the end of the alleyway and you were met with street lights above the both of you. “I-I appreciate you walking with me though.”

“Well, I didn’t want you walking all by yourself,” Satoru shrugged his shoulders as you held onto the puppy tighter. He smiled at the sight, wanting to hold his hand out to touch it but you seemed to be enjoying yourself in the comforting moment. “But I really can walk you home.”

You looked up at him, wondering what eye color was beneath those sunglasses. “It’s okay. I-It’s best if you don’t,” you shyly spoke. “Thanks anyway.”

“Yeah, uh, how far do you live?”

“Just a few more blocks.”

“I mean,” he tilted his head. “That means you’ll get to spend a few more blocks walking with me.”

“I, uh—” you clench your teeth, hoping to fight back a blush from rising your cheeks. You turned away, hiding your face in the scarf and Satoru’s eyes widened at the sight. He wasn’t sure what it was; maybe he was tired, or maybe he felt blood-starved—no, he wasn’t. He didn’t go for a long period of time without feeding unlike last time, and instead, he was finding himself to feel a heartwarming, fluttering feeling in his chest at your reaction.

He smirked to himself, keeping his hands in his pockets as he thought that your reaction was cute. He wasn’t surprised that a good amount of girls and young women would react the way you did. Because, it was Gojo Satoru, after all.

“I won’t kill you!” Satoru chirped, a smile beaming on lips. You didn’t look very amused at all. “Seriously,” his tone changed as his grin faded away. “I don’t think it’s safe for a young woman like you to walk home at this hour.”

“Yeah, um, I appreciate that, but—” you turned around, looking frightened for a moment. This gave Satoru all the more reason to offer to walk you home and then both of you would part your separate ways. It was such an easy task, but he didn’t blame you for being so skeptical. “It’s best this way.”

“Alright, I won’t argue with you,” Satoru gave in, huffing out a breath. “But be careful, okay? Seriously. I don’t want you and your little guy to get hurt,” he said, eyeing down at the puppy in your arms with its eyes closed.

“I appreciate that. Thank you,” you smiled at him.

You gave a confused look; it seemed as if you were unsure if you wanted to speak up about something, but Satoru didn’t bother to question it. It was better off that he’d let you be in your own mind and not pester someone that he just met with any questions. He knew better that vampires aren’t meant to have serious relationships with humans, unless it were his students or anyone at the school—though, all of his one-night stands didn’t have any meaning to him, as it should stay that way for him.

“So yeah, I guess it was nice meeting you,” you broke the silence between the both of you for a moment. It didn’t last long but to Satoru, it felt like forever.

He blinked at you before he let out a forced chuckle. Satoru wasn’t sure why he was so determined to walk you home but he wasn’t going to fight against it—and it definitely was because he didn’t want you to be walking home so late at night. Because, yeah, that was definitely the reason.

“It was nice to meet you too, Y/N,” Satoru smiled and he looked down at the puppy in your arms. “It’s nice of you to take care of it even though it doesn’t have a home.”

“I do my best to take Meeko to the vet as often as I can,” you explained, eyeing the small furry animal in your arms.

“Meeko is a cute name,” Satoru responded, a smile still glued on his lips. “Maybe one day he won’t be so vicious to me any—”

“Satoru,” you interrupted him, catching him off guard.

“Eh, yeah?”

“Why were you bloody the night I met you?”

His eyes widened, suddenly remembering that moment when he held your wrists up against the wall and he was so starved of blood, he was lacking in his techniques—which was very rare for him, but it wasn’t impossible even for someone so experienced to mess up every once in a while—and he had his Infinity off the entire night. He remembered it all; the blood on his clothes, your feared face as he pinned you up against the wall, and his near moment of falling into a bloodlust state—the memories washed over him too quickly, and he even gasped at his own thoughts.

Satoru didn’t know how to process the words out of his mouth. He wasn’t going to talk about how he was a vampire hunter, let alone a vampire, and he couldn’t just spit out that he was a murderer or anything—all options were terrible. Even if he lied and mentioned that he was part of a cult, a gang, or whatever, all options fucking sucked. He was at a loss now.

“I—fuck, I promise it isn’t what you think,” Satoru retorted. And seriously, this was the best he could come up with, but it doesn’t matter anymore. The words slipped out. “I’m so sorry for scaring you that night.”

You stared at him, not phased by his reaction nor were you showing off any specific emotion that captured his attention. In fact, he was surprised by this, and as he tilted his head, he gave off a puzzled stare.

“I don’t understand what you did,” you murmured, looking down at your shoes that were wet from the melted snow. “I don’t know if I want to know.”

“I’m sorry. I really am. Honestly, I forgot about that ni—”

“Is it because you’re so used to what you’re doing?”

“I—” he stopped himself from speaking. He had no idea where your words were coming from, but your emotionless reaction wasn’t showing off much. For some reason, Satoru wanted to see that small smile you had again, and he wasn’t sure why, but it made him feel less of a monster.

“It’s okay,” you licked your lips and sighed. “You just scared me.”

“I know. I am really sorry about that.”

“Do you kill people, Satoru?”

What the fuck were you even saying and—he was not expecting these questions to come out of your slightly chapped lips but he was actually hearing these words. Satoru clenched his fists, not wanting to answer your question and he only turned away. He had a million different answers in his head, some lies and some were actually the truth, but he didn’t mutter out a word.

You caught onto his reaction and then shook your head. “Nevermind then,” you said, gritting your teeth. “I know you won’t hurt me, though.”

“What?” Satoru whipped his head, facing you, and he was completely baffled by your words. At this point, he wasn’t prepared for such surprises. “Y-You don’t know me, Y/N.”

“I know,” you closed your eyes, clearly hiding your face in the scarf you wore. You opened your eyes slowly after a few seconds to look down at the animal in your arms. “But you didn’t hurt Meeko. Y-You were being nice to him, weren’t you?”

“I—” Satoru cleared his throat before continuing, “of course. I wasn’t going to hurt him.”

“I remember you were talking to him but I didn’t know what you were saying. I just—I was just happy that you didn’t hurt him,” your voice lowered as you kept a fearful look on your face. “You’d be surprised how many people would hurt those that matter to them.”

Satoru blinked as he looked at you, unsure of how to respond. His experience with you drastically changed into something a little bit darker than he’d imagined, and he never really had these types of conversations with anyone—it was mostly educating his students on vampire hunting or annoying Nanami to death as he smacked him with a rolled up newspaper.

“Satoru,” you called out his name, catching his attention as he was off in a daze. “Can I ask you two questions?”

“Sure, Y/N, I guess,” Satoru responded, still baffled by the whole conversation the both of you were having.

Your bottom lip quivered and Satoru noticed your eyes water up slightly, clearly you looked like you were in a serious emotional state. For some reason, Satoru wanted to raise a hand to you, if that would comfort you somehow, but he didn’t. Again—he’d tell himself to avoid maintaining strong relationships with humans outside of school. It was better off that way; for Gojo Satoru, it was better off for anyone.

“M-My first question…” your voice trailed off as your bottom lip quivered more.

“Y/N…” he spoke softly, his stare turning into a more concerned look as his voice died down to a more disquieted tone.

“If—if someone asked you to kill another person, would you do it?”

Satoru’s jaw nearly dropped.

Where the fuck was all of this coming from?

Now wasn’t the time to stand there gawking in confusion. He parted his lips at the sudden question but he closed them tightly right away. Satoru held back a laugh too. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been doing that for so long now—from training to become a vampire hunter and to be one of the strongest—if not, the strongest—vampire hunter, let alone, he was one himself. Sometimes he’d laugh at the irony.

However, he wasn’t laughing now.

“I don’t understand why you’re asking this,” Satoru responded, shaking his head. “I’m not going to answer that.”

“Can you answer my next question then?”

“That depends. Are you gonna ask something crazy?”

“Kind of. I-It’s crazy to me.”

Satoru sighed and waved his hand around. “I guess I won’t know unless you ask.”

You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath and you looked up at him, meeting his gaze beneath the sunglasses that rested on his nose. “Do you want to be friends?”

He blinked, unsure of how to respond to that question. Of course he can’t—he refused to make close relationships with anyone outside of the vampire hunting business, and it was better off that way so humans were protected from him. Satoru bit his bottom lip, he couldn’t just say no but he really wanted to.

“I get it if you do—”

He interrupted you, without hesitation. “Ah, no, that’s not what I’m trying to go off as! I just don’t think you can keep up with me!”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “What are you, um, talking about?”

“Weeeell,” he fought back a chuckle—and he figured he could just casually say that he drinks blood and has murdered numerous vampires and even humans in his past but—nah, that wasn’t going to get him any friends. “I’m annoying.”

You stared at him for a moment before closing your eyes and you sighed. “You really are an idiot.”

“Yep!” Satoru chirped, a grin forced onto his lips in hopes that you would be on your way home. Yet a part of him hoped that you’d ask for him to walk you home—for some reason. “I’m pretty damn annoying. You’ll get fed up with me.”

You shook your head, sighing deeply once more. “You’re weird.”

“I know, aren’t I?” Satoru’s grin grew larger. “You’d really hate me.”

“If you don’t want to be friends, you can ju—just say so.”

“No, that’s not it!”

You turned around, making your way down the sidewalk in front of you. “Maybe we can meet again and you’d want to be friends,” you spoke out loud, raising your voice a little, and then you continued to walk further down.

Satoru didn’t say anything; this was good. It should be this way. It was safer for you—or any human in this case—to avoid any relationship with a vampire, unless the human was supposed to be a vampire hunter or something. Whatever. You were leaving, not wanting to look back, as it seemed, and it was best to bid a farewell this way.

Satoru watched you make your way further down the sidewalk and you made a quick turn to the left, not bothering to glance back at him.

For some reason, he wished that you did look back.

[fangirl-writes]

Request by @bluefire12348​ : Hi there, I hoping you would do a rory x reader, where rory and reader are dating but she doesn't know that he is vampire. P.s I love you fanfics

Warning(s): None

Notes: Thank you for your request! Rory is so underrated, he’s adorable. I hope you enjoy! I didn’t really know how to end it haha.

Ethan and Benny were exhausted.

Taking care of Rory on a regular basis was tiring enough, but ever since he started dating Y/N, it was double the work.

You see, Y/N didn’t know about Rory being a vampire.

Not that Rory didn’t want to tell her. He was going to until all of his friends shot down the idea immediately. It would only put her in danger.

And, since that was the last thing Rory wanted, he relented and kept his mouth shut.

But being a vampire for a little over two years at that point, it was hard for Rory to conceal it from her. That was where Benny and Ethan came in.

It was mostly coming up with excuses and explanations for certain situations.

“Oh, Rory! You got something on my jacket! It kind of looks like-”

“Rory had ketchup on his fingers!”

“How are you not tired Rory? We stayed up talking until like three am.”

“He’s had a lot of caffeine.”

“Ugh, I’m too tired to go out tonight. Babe, can I grab a bite from you?”

“From me?”

“He means at your house! Like a normal- uh, well, like you would normally mean.”

There was also the fact that Rory could hardly stop himself from floating around you.

Whenever you’d kiss him, hug him, compliment him, call him a pet name, call his regular name, hold his hand, be around him in general, it all made Rory feel like his head was in the clouds and, as a vampire, it could be.

Ethan and Benny considered strapping a chain to his leg.

He also loved to make you happy so he used his super speed to that advantage.

Forgot your homework at home? Super-Rory to the rescue. Didn’t have time for breakfast? Rory steals you five donuts. Left a textbook in your locker? Its in his hands. Feeling a little sad one day? He has a bouquet of roses for you.

They thought you were getting suspicious at first, but if you hadn’t caught on by that point, they didn’t think you ever were going to (you were dating Rory, after all). But they didn’t stop trying to hide it.

He can’t come in your house without an invitation? Oh, he’s just really polite. He can climb through your window on the second story? He got really into parkour in middle school. Rory doesn’t wear glasses anymore? Contacts. Oh, you can’t find any contact cases or anything? Laser eye surgery.

"Rory, I seriously don't know how you've kept being a vampire from your parents. I'm running out of excuses for you."

Rory just simply shrugged. "It's easier to hide when my parents already find me extremely weird."

"Can't argue with that." Benny said.

"Seriously, though," Ethan said. "You're gonna have to control it around her or she's gonna find out."

“Morning, guys!” You said, practically bouncing up to Benny, Ethan, and Rory. “Morning Rorykins. What is someone gonna find out?”

"Er- uh- Benny!"

Benny looked at Ethan with wide eyes as you looked at him confused.

"Yeah, Benny's got a crush on Erica and he's not hiding it very well,"

You still seemed confused. "I didn't notice."

Benny laughed awkwardly, elbowing Ethan in the ribs. "Yeah, it's an- uh- recent revelation..."

You hummed at the new information and shrugged. "Well, okay. I gotta get to class. Just wanted to say good morning. Bye, Rorykins."

You kissed his cheek and Rory started floating as he watched you go. The boys wrestled him to the floor again.

"It's a good thing Y/N is almost as oblivious as you, Rory."

"Seriously, man, you need some self control."

***

You stood outside the classroom with wide eyes.

Your whole group of friends was staring similarly back at you.

Erica and Sarah were stood, fangs out, holding another vampire in their arms. Ethan and Benny were stood across from them, holy water guns in hand and Rory was sat on the other vampire's shoulders (fangs also out).

"Uh...hey, Y/N..."

Your mouth formed words but no sound came out as you tried to piece together the situation in front of you.

"So..." Rory began. "We're vampires..."

You let out a sigh. "Oh, finally!"

They all looked even more surprised if it was possible.

"What? You guys act like I wasn't at the movie theater freshman year. I was just waiting for you guys to get the guts to tell me."

"And you're...okay with it?"

"You guys help people! Why wouldn't I be okay with it? And Erica you really need to stop feeding by my house."

The group turned to the blonde.

"What?" Erica snapped. "It's easy hunting grounds."

Rory launched himself off the vampire and practically tackled you in a hug.

"I'm so happy about this!" He exclaimed. "You and me are taking a vampire skyride right now!"

You laughed as Rory pulled you onto his back and flew out of the classroom.

It was silent for a minute.

"He's coming back, right?"

"Wouldn't count on it."

[purrincess-chat]

Kill Em With Kindness CH4

It’s here finally! And Adrien is getting more involved too since I know a lot of you really wanted him to do more even though this is more Marinette doing things with Adrien’s support, but I digress.

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Chapter 4

“So,” Jagged said a few weeks later, dropping onto the couch. Marinette sat scratching Fang under the chin, and the croc melted under her touch. “How are things with little miss liar?”

“Going well. We’ve successfully blocked her from going to the movies with us and from attending a party Nino threw,” Marinette said. “And I got her to wear a medical boot for a week because she claimed she hurt her foot to get out of gym class.”

“Is that all?” He laughed, and Marinette’s eyebrows knitted together.

“Well, yeah. That’s our plan. To keep inconveniencing her with her lies,” Marinette said, and Jagged sat forward, shaking his head.

“If you really want to get to this girl, you’re going to have to do better or else she’s going to learn your game and start fighting back,” Jagged said pointedly, and Marinette pursed her lips.

“I guess you’re right, but we don’t know what else to do without stooping to her level,” she said, lowering her gaze, and Jagged placed a hand on her shoulder with a smirk.

“You’re forgetting one very important thing, love. You’ve got something that this girl doesn’t: Your Uncle Jagged.” He jutted his thumb to his chest and waggled his eyebrows. “And he’s about to show you how to seek some good old-fashioned revenge.”

***

“Marinette? Is that you?”

Marinette sat up, lowering her sunglasses to peer up at Alya, Nino, and their siblings. She rolled onto her side, digging her toes into the hot sand as kids and teens scoured the banks of the Seine for the perfect spot to enjoy the beach.

“Oh, hey, guys! I’ve saved a spot for all of us,” she said, gesturing to the open area.

“Great, thanks. You’re amazing, but quick question, is than an alligator next to you?” Alya pointed to Fang sunning himself beside her.

“It’s a crocodile! You should know that cuz you’re a grown up!” Chris corrected, crossing his arms over his chest, and Alya rolled her eyes.

“This is Fang. Jagged is performing tonight in Berlin, so he’s busy doing show prep, and he really didn’t want Fang to miss the beach in Paris, so he asked if I could watch him today,” Marinette said, giving Fang’s belly a rub.

“And you said yes?” Nino quirked a brow.

“Of course! Fang is such a sweetheart, aren’t you?” She cooed, patting his scales affectionate. “He just wants to soak up the sun like all of us.”

“Can’t argue with that I guess,” Alya said as the kids crowded around to pet him.

“Marinette, hey!” Adrien called, and the rest of the class followed closed behind. “Thanks for scoping out this awesome spot.”

“It was no problem. I came early so Fang could enjoy the beach as much as he wanted today,” she said with a smile.

“Whoa, is that Jagged Stone’s crocodile?” Kim asked.

“Yep.” Marinette smirked.

“Whoa, Jagged really trusted you with his crocodile for a day?” Alix asked in disbelief, and Marinette winked over her sunglasses.

“That’s awesome!” Kim grinned, dropping his bag and rushing over to join the kids. “Hey, Lila, do you ever get to babysit Fang since you and Jagged are so close?”

The girl who had all but blended into the back of the crowd upon seeing the crocodile stiffened as everyone turned to her, but she was a natural, so it didn’t frazzle her for long. “Oh, yeah. All the time. Jagged trusts me so much.”

“Yeah, he tried to call you about today, but you’re always so busy, so I told him my schedule was clear,” Marinette said.

“Oh, that’s understandable,” Nathaniel nodded.

“Alright, well, let’s set up the volleyball net. I want a rematch with Alix!” Kim said, shooting her a playful glare.

“We can rematch all you want, but you’re still going down!”

Marinette smiled as her classmates all settled into their niches, Marc applying gobs of sunscreen to Nathaiel, Juleka and Rose setting up an umbrella, Nino and Alya helping the kids with a sandcastle. Lila picked a spot as far away from Fang as possible, which was fine because it left the spot next to Marinette wide open for Adrien to drop his bag.

“Do you mind if I sit with you?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Of course,” she said, cheeks pink from more than just the heat.

“I can’t believe Jagged actually loaned you Fang for the day,” he said, lowering his voice and glancing around at the class to ensure they weren’t close enough to overhear. “I mean, it’s so crazy that he wants to help.”

“Well, the part about a show in Berlin and Fang wanting to go to the beach are true. I get along with Fang so well that it wasn’t a big deal,” Marinette said with a shrug. “But Jagged told me that in order to really pull the plug on Lila, I need to start using my own connections.”

“Hmm…” Adrien tapped his chin. “Ya know, between the two of us, we can probably work our way around pretty easily.”

“Lila has lied about a lot of famous people,” Marinette pointed out, and a smile curled on Adrien’s lips. “What?”

“Do you want Clara Nightingale’s number?”

***

“Don’t be bemused, it’s just the news, and welcome back to Side-by-Side. I’m your host Nadja Shamack, and I’m joined today by teen fashion model and face of Gabriel Agreste brand, Adrien Agreste!” Nadja declared with every ounce of a reporter’s camera enthusiasm. “Thank you so much for agreeing to come on the show today, Adrien. How are you tonight?”

“I’m doing quite well. Thank you for having me, Nadja,” Adrien replied, leaning back on the couch casually.

“Glad to hear it! We’ve got quite the scoop for you all tonight because you have been quite the busy bee lately,” Nadja said, shooting him a knowing smile. “You star in the animated Miraculous movie voicing Chat Noir. You just had a new spread for Gabriel’s summer line come out, so how do you unwind after a long day of being a famous teen model and voice actor?”

“Well, Nadja, there are a number of ways, but I love spending time with my friends the most. We actually just went to the beach recently while it’s set up here in Paris,” he said, and Nadja jumped at the opportunity.

“Yes, tell us about that.”

“So, my school friends and I all decided to hit the beach together, and it was a lot of fun. We played volleyball, built sandcastles, ate lots of ice cream-”

“You did have some ice cream, didn’t you, and there have been a lot of rumors flying around because a lot of people happened to notice you spending a lot of time with a fellow classmate in particular,” Nadja said with a smirk as a picture flashed on the screen of Adrien and Marinette smiling over ice cream on the beach. “Lots of people are speculating about the two of you online especially after you posted this to your Instagram.” The image changed to Adrien’s post with Marinette and Clara at the spa. “What can you tell us about your relationship with Marinette Dupain-Cheng? Any rumors you’d like to clear up?”

“Certainly,” Adrien said with a laugh. “Marinette is a good friend of mine. She’s super talented and a really gifted creator. She actually made the swimsuit and hat she wore to the beach which is way awesome, and it was really cool because she and Jagged Stone are very close – he views her as family – and she was actually babysitting Fang at the beach for him while he was performing in Berlin, so we got to hang out with a crocodile all day which was cool.”

“Was he well behaved?” Nadja asked.

“Very,” Adrien chuckled.

“Now, you say that Marinette is a good friend, but is she a good friend, or a good friend?” Nadja quirked a brow, and Adrien sat back with a laugh.

“Just a good friend,” he said.

“A good friend that you take to the spa with Clara Nightingale?” Nadja said pointedly, and Adrien bit back a laugh.

“As I said, Marinette is super talented, and she has invited me to hang out with her and Jagged a few times lately, so while we were at the beach, we were talking about how stressed we are since she keeps pretty busy herself, and I normally go to the spa every other week because when you’re a teen model, facials are a must.” He paused to gesture to his glowing skin.

“So, anyway, I invited her to come along, and sometimes when Clara is in Paris, I invite her to come along too because she loves that spa and always goes whenever she’s in Paris anyway, and Clara loves Marinette, she actually wanted her to play Ladybug in her music video until they changed ideas, and she happened to be coming to Paris around the same time, so I text her to see if she wanted to tag along, and she did. So, we all went and hung out and had an awesome time.” He shrugged at the end as if it were no big deal.

“So, there is nothing romantic between you two?” Nadja asked, and Adrien shook his head.

“No, but she and I are great friends, and she is doing really amazing things for herself. I felt like I was the least accomplished person hanging out in the spa that day,” he chuckled. “Maybe sometime soon you’ll have her on the show talking about her fashion line. I think she’s absolutely going to kill it.”

“I look forward to it,” Nadja said. “And since you two are just friends, teen girls in Paris can sleep tonight?”

“Yes, please get some sleep,” Adrien laughed, and Nadja turned to the camera with a smile.

“You heard it here first folks. Adrien Agreste is still single,” she said. “After the break, we’ll talk more about Adrien’s role in the Miraculous animated movie, so stay tuned, and we’ll be right back!”

[ollyarchive]

Olly Alexander Is Done With Shame

Like the character he plays in “It’s a Sin,” the actor and singer struggled with being gay. Now, he tells the world everything.

By Anna Leszkiewicz

Feb. 19, 2021Updated 9:22 a.m. ET

LONDON — When Olly Alexander burst into tears shooting a scene of “It’s a Sin,” no one was very surprised.

Making the show, which came to HBO Max on Thursday and follows a group of friends embracing the gay culture of ’80s London under the shadow of AIDS, was emotional for many of the cast and crew — and Alexander is as comfortable showing his vulnerabilities as the character he plays, Ritchie, is at deflecting them.

“I was a complete mess after the first take,” Alexander, 30, said in a recent video interview. “I was sobbing.” Peter Hoar, the director of “It’s a Sin,” paused filming.

The scene in question, which comes after Ritchie and his friends are arrested protesting the British government’s inaction on AIDS, is one of many in the show that explore how the epidemic devastated gay men’s lives.

When we meet Ritchie, he is an impishly confident but naïve 18-year-old who has just moved to London, with dreams of becoming an actor. Alexander also moved to the capital from rural England at 18 and scored his first movie role, but today he is better known as the lead singer of the band Years & Years. “It’s a Sin” is his first acting gig in six years.

Years & Years’s music often explores the relationship between desire and shame, and is heavily influenced by ’80s bands like Pet Shop Boys. (“It’s a Sin” takes its title from that group’s song of the same name.) So when Alexander heard Russell T Davies, the show’s creator, was interested in him for the lead role, the opportunity “made poetic sense,” Alexander said.

In an interview, Davies said the show was “cast gay as gay, which is my policy.” For Ritchie, he added, he wanted an out actor who already had a big profile in Britain. “That almost narrows it down to a field of one,” he said. “It was the simplest audition of my life.”

Alexander’s arch performance as Ritchie suggests that the character’s ambition and bravado are reactions to fear and self-loathing. “I realized straight away, ‘Oh, I know who Ritchie is,’” Alexander said. “He’s trying to get onstage and shine and dazzle: I’ve done that.”

But whereas Ritchie masks his vulnerabilities, Alexander has spoken frankly in interviews and onstage with the band about his experiences of bulimia, anxiety, self-harm and depression.

“I’ve said just everything about myself,” he said. “My life is kind of out there now.”

Alexander grew up in Gloucestershire, in western England, where his mother founded a local music festival. His father, an aspiring musician, worked in amusement parks.

It was a creative household, Alexander said, but his father had mental health problems and substance abuse issues that led to a difficult atmosphere at home. When he was 14, his parents separated; he’d only seen his father a handful of times since, he said.

School was an even more fraught environment, and Alexander experienced homophobic bullying from age 9. “I had long blond hair, and I acted quite feminine,” he said. “That made me a target. And kids can be so cruel.”

As Alexander recalled his younger self, he started to cry. It took many years until he could look back at the child he was with compassion, he said. “But that’s the biggest thing I’ve tried to do,” he added. The impact of his childhood is something he’s still processing in weekly therapy, he said.

When Alexander’s high school classmates went to college, he moved to East London and became a jobbing actor while babysitting and waiting tables. A pale, skinny teenager with a nest of tight curls, he landed roles as the tuberculosis-ridden younger brother of Ben Whishaw’s Keats in the film “Bright Star,” and an anguished drug user in Gaspar Noé’s trippy art movie “Enter the Void.”

Alexander had been living in London for a couple of years when he met his Years & Years bandmates, Mikey Goldsworthy and Emre Türkmen. Though they started out making high-minded, Radiohead-inspired electronic music, Alexander pushed the band toward synth-pop, with big, melodramatic choruses full of longing.

In 2015, the band’s exhilarating but anguished song “King” — about the strange thrill of being treated badly in a relationship — reached No. 1 on the British singles chart, and its debut album, “Communion,” topped the album charts, too.

“His songs are his life,” said the producer Mark Ralph, who has worked with Years & Years from the band’s earliest days “If you want to know what’s gone on in Olly’s life, then you just read all his lyrics.”

“Love takes its toll on me,” Alexander sings in “Sanctify,” a song about a secret liaison with a straight man. “And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t be ashamed.”

When the band performed the song at the Glastonbury Festival in 2016, soon after the shooting at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando, Fla., a rainbow-clad Alexander told the crowd, “I’m here, I’m queer, and, yes, sometimes I’m afraid.” But, he added, “I am never ashamed, because I am proud of who I am.”

The speech caught the interest of TV producers, and, in 2017, he fronted a BBC documentary called “Olly Alexander: Growing Up Gay.” In it, he returns to his family home and leafs through teenage diaries full of references to bulimia and self-harm. On camera, he tells his mother about the bullying at school for the first time: Through tears, they discuss how it led him to mental health problems in his teenage years.

“It’s a lot to ask someone to bare their soul on national television,” said Vicki Cooper, the TV movie’s director. “But those difficult conversations created the best moments in the film.”

That documentary, and Alexander’s openness about his own mental health, mean he gets a lot of messages on social media from fans who are struggling themselves. He used to try to respond to them, he said, but the quantity has become impossible to keep up with.

Through those messages, though, Alexander had “seen a really emotionally vulnerable side to a lot of people,” he said. “That’s a precious thing, actually.”

Alexander had also been humbled by the positive response to “It’s a Sin” in Britain, he said. The show broke records for the streaming service All4, where it aired, with 6.5 million streams.

“It’s a Sin” first appeared on All4 during National H.I.V. Testing Week; on social media, the show’s cast encouraged viewers to get tested. The Terrence Higgins Trust, an H.I.V. nonprofit, said that the number of people taking tests through their service had almost quadrupled in the weeks afterward.

“People living with H.I.V. now can live normal, healthy lives: It’s so important to get that message out,” Alexander said, adding that treatments for the virus had transformed since the ’80s. “I’m really grateful that these conversations are happening, because, honestly, lots of people really didn’t know what was going on in this period of history. They’re shocked to learn about it now.”

That era is also having an influence on Alexander’s music. He is currently recording new material with Years & Years, inspired by the ’80s dance anthems of the “It’s a Sin” soundtrack and beyond: Donna Summer, New Order, Pet Shop Boys.

“During the pandemic, I wanted to listen to super upbeat club music that made me dance around,” he said. “I found myself wanting to create the fantasy and the energy that I haven’t necessarily been experiencing.”

As well as working on new music, Alexander said he had spent the lockdowns in England watching “Real Housewives” episodes, and playing Animal Crossing. “I used to be so, so driven,” he said, but now he was putting less pressure on himself.

He was happy, he added, to think back on what he’d already achieved, and how much has changed since he was a little boy who wished he wasn’t gay.

“I’ve kept a diary since I was 13 years old,” he said. “Sometimes I look at it and think I can tell this kid: ‘You’re going to do amazing things. You’re going to get to where you are now. It’s OK. You got this.’”

Hugo Yangüela contributed additional camera operating for photographs.

[arnoldperlstein]

what’s wrong with rides again?

this time around i’d like to talk about my issues with the reboot of the magic school bus, the magic school bus rides again! 

don’t get me wrong, for the most part? there’s a lot i love about rides again: it really expands on characters like arnold, tim, janet, and ralphie, whose new characterizations are developed but still faithful to the original; likewise, i like fiona frizzle and jyoti as new additions to the class. many of the jokes land and the episodes tend to be pretty funny and inventive! (jokes in the 3 recent specials have been particularly great)

there are, though, rather noticeable flaws that especially bother me, someone who grew up with the original. now here we go, in order of importance!

1. wanda

okay, i’ll get this out of the way: rides again wanda is not wanda. the original 90s wanda was a force to be reckoned with, a headstrong and active character who acted first and thought later - she was a great foil for a character like arnold who, in contrast, is so cautious and reserved. 90s wanda had an immense chaotic energy which reflected that of the original ms. frizzle and that of the show as a whole, really making everything exciting.

rides again wanda is... none of those things. she’s... kinda active? more in a stubborn way. she’s more defensive than offensive now and seems way more... soft than before? rides again wanda now loves animals and often acts as a morality pet in terms of them. now, if you’ve ever seen the original 90s cartoon, you know there’s one person who this sounds exactly like. pheobe.

by the start of rides again, pheobe had apparently went back to her old school, with jyoti taking up the 8th spot in the class. you wouldn’t think that pheobe’s role needed to be filled now that she was gone, and yet almost all of her traits were superimposed onto a character who originally had none of them. if they were going to pheeb-ify anyone, doing it to someone as iconically un-pheobe-like as wanda was a terrible idea!

not like they needed to pheeb-ify anyone - you already have cautious and shy characters like arnold, quiet and observant characters like tim, and voices of reason like da. i love pheobe, but her role didn’t need to be filled; people don’t work like that in real life.

and what sucks the most about this for me is that wanda was one of my favorite characters growing up! i loved her spunk and her attitude and her bravery going into anything! and i loved her catchphrase of “c’mon, you weaselly wimps”, which i may add i don’t remember her saying at all in rides again. it just sucks, man!!

2. lack of chaotic energy of the original/lack of memorability

one thing that characterized the original 90s cartoon was how... well, chaotic it was. there was something so energized and wacky about the whole thing, and you never knew what was going to happen next! the jokes were hilarious and the characters played off of each other perfectly, giving it an interesting, pseudo-sitcom vibe in the background.

the fact that it came out in the 90s at all, with its animation style and the technology at the time made these fantastical field trips all the more fascinating and mysterious - oftentimes, the frizz would push a simple button or pull a simple lever and the bus would turn into a fish or a bee or a rocket ship! this combined with the fact that the bus itself was rather old and rudimentary made it all seem more relatable and nostalgic.

unfortunately, rides again has none of this. the new art style, character designs, futuristic tech, and voice acting not only further suspends your disbelief with how starkly different they are from the original, but also completely get rid of that nostalgic 90s chaos that made the original so memorable.

and speaking of memorability, i can remember the premise of just about every 90s cartoon episode - they all have some wacky twist that makes it all the more bonkers and memorable: gets ready, set, dough? the baker thinks he’s delusional and that a moth baked a cake. in a pickle? court scene and the ‘mike robe gang’. shows and tells? arnold is forced to do improv and doesn’t suck at it somehow. holiday special? wanda turns the recycling plant into a pile of garbage. it’s all over the place yet somehow plausible, which makes it all the better to remember.

but rides again? the only jokes i remember are from episodes i’ve specifically seen over and over and over again, such as frizzle of the future, monster power, or making magic. give me episodes like pigs in the wind, in the swim, hides and seeks, the tales glaciers tell, the land before tim, ghost farm, i spy with my animal eyes, or send in the clouds and i won’t remember a single joke, funny line, or wacky moment. it makes it all seem bland in retrospect, unfortunately.

3. catchphrases!

there isn’t a ton to talk about here, but there is an annoying lack of characters using their catchphrases in rides again: sure, arn does occasionally say ‘i knew i should’ve stayed home today’, and da does say ‘according to my research’ (albeit differently than she did before - i’ll touch on this in a second), but most other characters don’t use their catchphrases much at all now.

tim doesn’t say “we’ve been frizzled” and keesha doesn’t say “let me get the facts” and ralphie doesn’t say “is it just me” and carlos doesn’t say “you’re gonna love this” and wanda doesn’t say “c’mon you weaselly wimps” etc. or heck, if they did, i just don’t remember, which is honestly telling enough. 

you’d think this’d be a good thing, as people in real life don’t tend to have catchphrases, but it only makes the characters’ personalities more distinguished and memorable, having the unique things they say when excited or scared or whatever.

4. pheobe leaving :(

don’t get me wrong, jyoti is super cool, but i can still miss pheeb!

while i always resonated with arnold more, i’ve also found a connection with pheobe, such as with her love of animals (especially butterflies). she’s also just a really sweet, kind character who has a very strong moral backbone and a passion for doing the right thing. i find that a really nice personality for a character to have!

i also have my personal ship of pheobe and keesha (just watch the 90s episode gets ants in its pants, you’ll thank me later), and i find the two of them really cute! sucks that my pheobe privileges had to be revoked by rides again, though... why don’t we at least see what she’s doing, or get a mention other than just that ‘she returned to her old school’? why would she do that, anyway?

5. da’s accent

i don’t know how to describe dorothy ann’s accent in the original 90s cartoon? it’s like an american accent with slight bits of an english accent to it. a tad old-timey. either way it’s a very distinguishing trait of hers, besides her gravity-defying pigtails and love for the color violet.

unfortunately, there seemed to be no effort to carry this over to rides again in any capacity - heck, even if the voice actress couldn’t replicate her voice, they could at least pronounce the word research the same way da does: ‘reh-search’ rather than the more common ‘ree-search’. but alas, no. also da in a ponytail is not a good look, at least to me.

also, please return to the books. i don’t want to keep hearing the word ‘frizzpad’.

6. please don’t let them ruin this with a bad live action movie

note: it doesn’t have to be bad! it could be good! but the reputation of live action movies lately has been abysmal and i’m just worried how much they might butcher it...

and that’s all i can think of! despite all of this complaining i still do rather enjoy rides again. there’s just a lot of room to improve!!

[kenobis-kyber]

From The Stars

Ok we are back with another installment of this story. Once again thank you to those who have liked, commented and reblogged this labor of love. 

Rating: M for swearing, mentions of abuse, and smut in later chapters

Chapter 5

As weeks went by, Obi got even more used to this new life. Almost forgetting his former life, but he still meditated and practiced his lightsaber forms. He learned a wide variety of new things including cooking, driving a car, and small house repairs. It was enjoyable doing work with his own 2 hands though he did cheat with the force once in awhile. He shook his head and wondered what his master would say if he saw him now. Looking to the woman outside playing with her dog he also wondered how Qui Gon would think about the recent developments and her in general. He was sure he would tell him to mind his feelings and focus on the present. But she was in the current reality, he let out a sigh.

She played outside with Hershey, enjoying the sunshine and sweet wind. The brown dog came bounding back after retrieving a stick that she threw. He dropped it then tackled hair. She landed in the grass with a slight ‘oof’ She laughed as he began licking her face.

“You're such a goober boy.” she said wrestling around with him. He was the best companion the last few years, coming into her life at one of the darkest times. Her thoughts turned to the man in the house. The stranger from the stars, who had become one of her best friends. He was so full of warm and kindness. She felt bad that he couldn't find a way home, so she tried her best to make him at home. He took life on Earth pretty well, you would think he was a native. So many times did his ocean blue eyes haunt her dreams, in a good way of course. She loved his hugs and enjoyed the small touches she would give her. She often wondered what his lips would feel like against hers, but she shook her head of those thoughts, it was forbidden to him after all.

“Cmon boy lets go see what Obi is up to.” giving him a pat on the side.

Dusting herself off they both headed inside. When they opened up the door a delicious smell wafted into her nose. She walked into the kitchen and saw him in front of the stove.

“Mmmm that smells amazing. Whatcha cookin?” while washing her hands.

He turned to her and smiled a toothy grin.

“Nothing special just some pasta. Would you like to taste sauce?”

“Sure!”

He scooped some up on the spoon and held it out to her. She blew on it and he slowly brought it to her lips but before she could take a bite he bopped the spoon on her nose getting a bit of sauce on there.

“HEY!!!” she yelled “You ass!”

His gut erupted with laughter. Blue eyes twinkling with mirth. Grabbing his towel of his shoulder he reached over and wiped the sauce off.

“Sorry couldn't help myself. Here.” He was still laughing.

“I don't think I can trust you,” she said while grabbing the spoon and popping it into her mouth. Her eyes rolled back at the deliciousness of the sauce.

“Damn Obi you're becoming an amazing cook. This is so delicious.”

“Thank you very much. Now get off my kitchen so I can finish.” he said while shooing her away with the towel.

“Yeah..yeah.” she said giving him a rude gesture while walking out.

He laughed and shook his head returning to the task at hand, shaking his head with a small chuckle. She brought out a playful and mischievous side of him he hadn't tapped in since his youngling days. He served up dishes and called her to the table. They sat at the table enjoying the meal and talking about embarrassing stories. As the meal came to a close, Vanessa cleared the her throat.

“So I was thinking...summer is at an end, and we haven't really done any outside activities.”

“Oh? What is on your mind?” he said while wiping his mouth and looking at her curiously

“I was thinking you, Hershey and I should head out to the lake. Spend the day swimming, tubing and just hanging out, just you know... enjoy the weather.”

He reached over and put his hand on top of hers, “That sounds amazing. When?” he said with a little excitement in his voice.

“How about tomorrow. We can leave early….after your meditation of course.”

“Lets do it.”

“Alright. Sounds great! Ill start gathering things for tomorrow.”

“I cooked, now you clean up.” He said while leaning back with his hands behind his head with a smirk.

“Okay okay I am going” she said while grabbing some plates. “You're becoming such a smart ass. Been hanging around on Earth too long.”

Letting out a chuckle he got up and sat on the couch to watch TV. Hershey hopped up on the couch with him and put his head on his lap. Obi stroked his head. He had grown attached to the big dog, came to see it as his own. He never had any pets as it was forbidden to have attachments. He sighed thinking about it. He got accustomed to this life here. Well no matter, he was looking forward to tomorrow. A few minutes later Vanessa came into the room and they picked out a movie to watch and enjoyed the rest of the evening together.

The Next Day…

They both awoke early to pack the car for the day, looking forward to the day ahead. Hershey excitedly jumped in the car because he knew they were going for a car ride.

Loading in they headed to the lake. As they were driving the played music and Obi even sung along to the ones he had grown familiar with.

They finally arrived at their destination and Obi cheated and unloading everything with the force.

“Sometimes I forget you can do that. I thought the force wasn't a play thing, dear Jedi.”

“As long you don't tell on me.” he said bopping her nose.

“No promises.” She said with a chuckle.

Hershey settled him self on a blanket watching the pair. He knew he had to wait to go jumping in the lake for Vanessa. She started to strip off her shirt and shorts revealing a purple bikini. Obi stole a glance over to her not wanting to make it obvious. He swallowed taking in all of her curves and seeing a few scars littering her otherwise smooth skin. He groaned to himself as he imagined his hands running down every curve and paying special attention to the scars. He cleared his throat and looked away before she could see him.

She knew he was looking but didn't make a big deal out of it because she didn't want him to get embarrassed and part of her wanted him to. She knew she was far from perfect especially with the scars she has. She sighed trying not remember the cause of those scars. Reaching down she scratched her dog causing his tail to wag rapidly.

“Cmon boy!”

They started walking down to the lake.

“Hurry up Obi!!” yelling over shoulder.

“Yeah yeah.” He said while removing his pants and shirt. Now it was her time to watch. She hadn't seen him this exposed since finding him but didn't get a chance to really

appreciate the view. He was lean and cut, and had some dusting of chestnut hair down his chest leading down below his waistband. She licked her lips but quickly turned around before he could catch her. To cool her thoughts, she jumped in to the lake with her dog.  The water was cold but super refreshing. Soon Obi joined them with a splash. They playfully splashed around before he disappeared under the water. It had been awhile and she began to worry. Next thing she knew he appeared behind her scaring her.

“Jesus you asshole!” she exclaimed while he laughed. She reached over and dunked him and laughed at his misfortune. He sputtered as he came up for air.

“You're gonna pay for that.” he said with a devilish grin. He used the force to make a huge splash of water hit her from behind. The momentum pushed her right into him.

“No fair! You’re using the force again!,” she said mocking anger. All he could do is laugh like an idiot. Laying out on towels they enjoyed their small meal. She turned to him with a smile.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Yes I am,” he said and took a bite of his sandwich. “I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun.”

“Oh yeah? Well I am glad you have. I figure you should enjoy yourself while you are here.”

“I really am. Thank you Vanessa.” he said with a smirk and moved a piece of her hair from her face.

They enjoyed the day swimming, joking around and just plain enjoying the atmosphere. The drive home was uneventful as both were pretty wiped out from their day. Getting home they showered and met on the porch for their nightly ritual of drinking tea and relaxing.

They joked and talked like any other evening. She let out a yawn as she was getting tired. Her and Obi stood up at the same time to wish each other goodnight. Something was different, he felt a ripple in the force. When he felt that he looked down to stare into her eyes and was soon entranced. She licked her lips and leaned up and feeling bold, she she softly pressed her lips to his own. It was soft at first and quickly became more passionate and heated. He ran his hands up her arms but a sudden reality hit him. No attachments. He gently pushed at her biceps as much as he regretted it. Sensing the disappointment that rolled off of her, he took a deep breath. He couldn't look at her and instead looked to the ground. He swallowed.

“I am sorry. I cant. Its forbidden.” he whispered.

She felt as if her heart would shatter and held back tears. Unsure of what to do she also looked at the floor trying her best to keep the tears from falling.

“Its fine I understand.” She took a breath “Goodnight.” She turned and left suddenly, walking to get to her room before the tears fell. He dint touch her and let her be. She couldn't believe she made a fool of herself. He was untouchable, a monk so to speak. But she grew to care for him deeply. He was kind, funny, courteous and a beautiful soul inside and out. She laid in her bed silently crying before she fell asleep.

When she left he felt so much guilt. He didn't mean to hurt her. Walking into the house he sat on the couch and thought over what happened. She has been nothing but kind to him, and took care of him. She brought out his playful side and gave him a sense of peace. The last 6 months had been some of the best of his life. He did feel something for her but his vows wouldn't allow it. He couldn't understand why something that felt so right could be so wrong. Dropping his face in his hands, he tried to calm himself. And felt himself so lost as he felt a few tears roll down.

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