#dawn one shot

[forged-in-kaoss]

Romance Dawn Trio in Mock town

[ananashart]

"Intricate, but only for one."

Josh Washington x Reader

Summary: The ringtone of your phone woke you up before a knock on your door is heard. Or, Josh drank a tad too much.

Word count: 971

CW: the grammar is dead/ eng isn't my first language | probably bad characterization of a half drunk person | angst no comfort?

The distinguished ringtone of your phone suddenly woke you up. Rubbing the sleep and soon to come annoyance out of your eyes with one hand, you patted your mattress with the other searching for your phone. Squinting your eyes because of the brightest of the screen, you managed to read 'Josh' written over a somewhat blurry photo of the two of you. That did well to wake you up. Him calling in the middle of the night couldn't be good or exciting. Not anymore. Since the death of his twin sisters he had developed depression and suicidal thoughts. You had been told he was seeing a psychologist, and that he was taking meds. But sometimes, you wondered if those were really working. You were always questioning it more every time he called you in the middle of the night.

Sitting, you slide the green icon to the right, answering, but you didn't say anything. For quick seconds only silence was audible. Until Josh broke it. "I'm at your door." Was all he said without any ceremony, before hanging up. It was almost infuriating how sure of him he was that you were going to open the door. That you were going to let him in.

It was even more infuriating because it was true. Sighing, you rubbed your eyes again, untangling your legs from the sheets, you started your way through your appartement to the front door. Switching the light on, the jingle of your keychain filled the silence as you opened the door. And here he was, messy dark brown hair, hands hidden inside his open blue zip-up hoodie's pockets.

"You look awful." You greeted, voice raspy, opening the door more definitely allowing him inside.

"That's not very nice to say." He answered, a shadow of a smile shaping his lips.

As he crossed the threshold, you laid your eyes on his. His green orbs were bloodshot, an enough indication for you to know he had drank more than he should have.

It wasn't the first time Josh Interrupted your sleep because he had drunk. It happened even before the twins' accident. He used to be a happy drinker. Those nights were fun, exciting. He wasn't one to leave in the morning. Sometimes even cooking for you. It was the little details, the attention that had you falling little by little. To this day, you weren't sure if it was the smartest thing you heart had decided to do.

Closing the door, letting the key in the keyhole, you started your interrogation. "Did you get any water?" Turning around you saw him slightly wobble, "Ok, you did not.” Taking his arm, you helped him to your bedroom. “Come here."

There, you asked him to go sit on your bed, while you went to your little kitchen to fetch a glass and a bottle of water. Stopping by your bathroom, you also took a towel and a basin just in case. Because you were having an intricate relationship with him, didn't mean he had to ruin your bedsheets.

Back in your room, Josh was now sitting on what used to be his side of the bed, a side he –in all truth– hasn't occupied in a while. His eyes were looking afar, he wasn't there. He never truly was these days.

Hearing his name being called in the background of his mind snapped him out of it, "Yeah?" He asked, quite disoriented.

"Drink this, please." Extending your arm, you offered the glass you had previously filled with water, putting the bottle down on the ground with your unoccupied hand.

You watched as he drank the liquid almost in one go, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his hoodie, while he gave you the glass back. "Do you need help with your clothes?" You wondered, taking the glass back in your hand.

"I've forgotten clothes here?" He inquired rather than answering your question. "Or there's other people's spare clothes here?"

You sighed, not sure where that one was coming from. "A bit of both," You answered anyway. "What does it matter, you're half drunk and I'm tired. Let's just go to sleep?" Past sleepless nights were catching to you, and you desperately wanted Josh to comply, quickly.

Eyebrows raised to your hairline, you waited for his answer. He took that time to have a good look at you. As good as he could in his state. You were pretty exhausted, that he could tell. So he agreed, shaking his head to say yes to your proposition, to which you let out a content sigh escaped your lips.

Thankfully, he was sober enough to change without needing your help. Which allowed you to set your basin down and the towel on his designated side of the bed.

"If you need to puke please aim for the basin." Was your only instruction before you slipped back under your cover. You only turned off the light on your nightstand once Josh was settled in as well.

Silence was the only thing audible inside the room, beside the outside noises of cars and other nocturnal animals. Just like on the phone, it was Josh who broke it first. "I'm sorry, I know I'm a mess."

His declaration had you turning on your back, eyes fixed on your ceiling. "That's fine. Not the first nor will it be the last." You had tried to joke a little in order to lighten the mood a bit, but he didn't answer. "I'm serious Josh." You voiced again, this time turning your body to his side. "It's OK, really."

You never knew if your words had ever brought even the slightest amount of peace to him that night. But considering you were now covered in what you hoped was pigs' blood, because of Josh's prank, you figured it didn't.

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[kaminokatie]

Together Again || Josh Washington

A/N: This is obviously not Star Wars related, but it's been rotting my brain. If this fic gets some likes and there are people on here that like this and want more Until Dawn content, I'll make an Until Dawn page!

Synopsis - The night Hannah and Beth disappeared, you and Josh were too busy being intimate. Due to Josh's grief, you don't talk for another year unti he invites you and your friends back to the Washington Lodge on the anniversary of Hannah and Beth's disappearance. Once again fall into his arms: happy to be together again.

Warnings - NSFW.

Word Count - 3.3k.

{Caffeinate Me}

~ One Year Prior ~

You were drunk out of your mind. So drunk you could hardly remember your own name. So why were you underneath your best friend, Josh Washington, moaning his name as his tongue licked long, tantalising stripes up your wet slit? The answer was beyond your comprehension to think right now, but you were enjoying it nonetheless. The two of you had been downstairs with Chris, drinking and partying, when eventually Chris had passed out on the table in the kitchen. A few flirty comments later and you were sneaking out of the room with Josh, hand-in-hand. He led you to his bedroom and that’s where you found yourself now. Sprawled out on his bed, completely naked as he lay underneath the covers giving you the best oral sex you had ever had. Your hands found their way into Josh’s hair, pushing his head further into your cunt since you were desperate for more. Josh happily obliged, shoving his tongue into your hole and lapping up like a dog starved. He grunted and groaned as he ate you out, strong hands holding your legs apart since you were guaranteed to close them if he didn’t. Josh pulled his tongue out of your hole and began kissing at your clit, nibbling ever so softly at the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. Within seconds you were cumming over his face, moaning quietly as you did. Your eyes rolled back as you threw your head back onto the pillow, biting your lip to stop the scream from escaping. You had no idea what your other friends were up to, but you didn’t want them to know that you were having sex with Josh. Not at this moment anyway. Josh grinned to himself, satisfied with the orgasm you had just had, but he was far from finished with you. His cock was so hard that he knew he had to be inside of you and so, he began to trail wet kisses up your navel, to your sternum and then to your neck. When he reached your neck, Josh began to nibble, hard enough to leave love bites that would form as a reminder of the passion-filled night in the morning. 

“Oh Josh, please,” you whimpered, spreading your legs further apart. 

“Someone’s eager,” he grinned back as he spat in his hand and gave his cock a few experimental pumps before lining himself up with your entrance. You didn’t say anything, just silently whined in response. It was then that Josh thought this was the perfect opportunity to slip inside of you. Soft moans fell from both of your lips as he immediately began to move inside of you at an agonisingly slow pace, allowing you time to adjust to his length. He was large in size and in girth, stretching you perfectly to the point you had never been stretched before. 

“Please go faster,” you whined when you felt as if you were fully adjusted to his cock. Josh obliged, the pace of his hips speeding up upon the words leaving your lips. He couldn’t help but moan at the way you constricted around him, his cock felt like it was suffocating and he loved it. He loved you. As he continued his pace, Josh left wet kisses on your neck, biting occasionally at the skin to mark you later. It wasn’t the most romantic of times, being drunk and all, but it was passionate. Oh so passionate. 

It didn’t take Josh long to cum. The way you were clenching around him filled him with all sorts of pleasure he never thought he’d experience. “Oh fuck Y/N,” Josh choked out, his hips stuttering indicating that he was close to climax. “I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum inside of you.” All you could do was nod in response as Josh shot white thick ropes of cum into your cunt, all while moaning a bit too loudly. And then, you both passed out in eachothers arms. 

When you woke up in the morning, Josh was nowhere to be seen. You sat up and rubbed your eyes before collecting your scattered clothing off the floor and putting them on. You walked down the large staircase in the lodge and into the kitchen where Josh and your friends resided. Josh was sitting down, head in his hands, while shaking uncontrollably and repeating the words “no.”

You read the room quickly and realised something had happened, you were just unsure of what it was. You noticed Hannah and Beth weren’t here and your heart sunk. That’s when you spoke up. “What’s happened?” You asked, voice wavering slightly. Your body was still sore from last night, but you pushed it aside. 

That’s when Chris looked at you and whispered, “Hannah and Beth have gone missing.” 

~ One Year Later ~ 

You were travelling back up to the Washington Lodge for a reunion with your friends: Josh, Mike, Emily, Matt, Ashley, Sam and Chris. It had been a year since you had seen them all together in one room. A year since your best friends Hannah and Beth went missing. You pulled up to the lodge, it seems like you were the first one there. Snow was falling, making the incredible scenery feel more serene than usual. You sat down on the doorsteps to the lodge and flicked through your phone, looking at the recent message you had received from Sam telling you that her and Chris were almost there. You replied back with a simple ‘see you guys soon’ and put your phone back into your pocket. You were well wrapped up, but the cold continued to seep through your clothes and to your bones making you shiver. 

“Hey there,” a voice came, snapping you out of your thoughts. You looked up to see Josh, staring at you with a glint of mischief in his eyes. 

“Jesus, Josh! You scared me!” You shrieked, placing a hand over your heart which was now beating rapidly from his jump scare. 

“Sorry,” he grinned. 

Things had been awkward between the two of you since that night a year ago. So many words were left unsaid by both of you. There had been so many things you had both wanted to confess, but after Hannah and Beth’s disappearance it didn’t seem right. So neither of you talked about that night and instead, just pretended like it never happened. It hurt you, but what you didn’t know was that it hurt Josh more. 

“How long have you been here?” He asked, sitting down on the step next to you. His hands remained in his pockets away from the chilly wind. 

“About half an hour?” You said, scrunching your nose up. “I’m not getting any warmer you know.” 

“Well, I would let you in but,” Josh started, pointing to the door. “It’s frozen shut. Need to find another way in, but I’m sure Chris can help with that when he gets here.” 

“He shouldn’t be too long. Sam texted me, said that she’s with Chris and that they’re almost here.” 

Josh nodded and scooted closer to you unconsciously. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest and memories of that night began to flood back to him. He wanted to hold you, to kiss you and keep you warm. Maybe now that it had been a year since Hannah and Beth disappeared, something between you could flourish. If only there was some form of traumatic event that would push you into his arms. 

“How have you been holding up?” You asked after a few moments of awkward silence. 

Josh looked at you and smiled sadly, nodding his head. “I’ve been good, I guess. Better now that everyone is finally getting together again.” 

“Whatever you need Josh, we’re all here for you.” 

Josh nodded, thankful for your words. He missed his sisters, he really did. There wasn’t a day that went by where he didn’t think about them. You were about to rest your head on his shoulder when you heard the sound of Sam laughing, probably from a stupid joke Chris had told. You sat up straight and positioned yourself away from Josh and looked in the direction that the laugh came from. Within seconds, Sam and Chris appeared from around the corner. When they saw you and Josh, they smiled and waved manically, walking slightly faster over to the both of you whilst being incredibly careful not to slip on the snow and ice surrounding the lodge. 

“Hey lovers,” Chris smirked, earning an eye roll from Josh.  

“Cut it out man,” Josh groaned, slapping Chris on his chest lightly. 

Chris snorted a laugh and walked up to the door of the lodge before trying the handle. “Uhm, dude. The door won’t open,” Chris pointed out. 

“Yeah, it’s frozen shut genius,” Josh said playfully. “Why do you think Y/N and I were sitting outside?” 

Chris found himself shrugging before turning to Josh. “So what do we do?” He asked. 

“Well, we need to find another way in.” 

“Do you have any windows that would be open?” Chris asked.  

“You’re talking about breaking and entering?” Josh asked, snickering. 

“It’s not breaking and entering if it’s your own house,” Chris smirked back. Josh nodded and whispered a ‘touche’ before the two of them walked around the corner to the back of the lodge. 

Meanwhile, you and Sam sat on the steps to the lodge. She wrapped her coat around her slender frame and smiled at you softly. “How are you holding up Y/N?” She asked.

You shrugged. “I don’t know Sam. I really don’t know,” you replied honestly. This past year had been such a whirlwind for you. 

“Well, if you need anything you know I’m always here,” she smiled. 

“Funny, I said the exact same thing to Josh just before you and Chris arrived.” 

Sam let out a soft chuckle and nodded her head. “Well, it’s true. We’ve all been through a lot this past year.” 

You nodded back in response. You were good friends with Sam and always welcomed her comforting presence. You sat in silence for a while until you were joined by Ashley, Emily and Matt. 

“Where are Josh and Chris?” Ashley asked, looking around for them. 

“Went to try and get the door open,” you replied, pointing towards the door. 

“Frozen shut?” Matt asked, to which you and Sam just nodded. 

“They shouldn’t be too long,” you said after a few seconds. “They’ve been gone for like, ten minutes now.”

The four of you sat on the steps now, freezing in the weather patiently waiting for Chris or Josh to open the door. After a few more minutes, you were joined by Mike and Jessica and had to explain the frozen door situation to them. As soon as you explained it to them, the front door swung open, revealing Chris. He had a lighter and a can of deodorant in his hand. 

“That’s one way to unlock a door,” Mike remarked as all of you quickly piled into the lodge, desperate to get out of the cold. 

“Welcome,” Josh’s voice came from behind you all. You turned around to see Josh stood in the entrance to the lodge with his arms spread wide. “It’s nice to have you all back.”

“It’s good to be back Josh,” you smiled at him softly. 

Josh nodded at you and walked over to the table. “Drinks, anyone?” 

Everyone cheered, including you, and you watched as Josh began to pour the alcohol into little plastic cups. Then, he handed them out to everybody one by one. When he reached you, Josh’s fingers brushed against yours as he passed you the cup. The electricity between the two of you caused the breath to hitch in your throat. You silently thanked him. Josh brought his own cup up to his lips, a slight smile formed on the corner of his mouth. He knew what you were feeling, because he was feeling it too. 

Time seemed to pass quickly. Everyone was drinking and laughing, just generally having a good time. It was nice to have everyone together again. You finished your fourth drink and stumbled your way to the kitchen to grab another drink. As you were filling up your plastic cup, you heard a noise coming from the kitchen door forcing you to turn around, coming face-to-face with Josh. “You scared me again!” You slurred. 

Josh laughed drunkenly and held his stomach as he laughed. “Sorry sorry! It was just too good to pass up.”

“I’m gonna kill you,” you groaned, rolling your eyes. 

“Ha ha ha,” Josh grinned as he stepped further into the kitchen, stalking towards you. 

You stayed silent for a moment as Josh continued to walk over to you before speaking, “are you okay? Have you had too much to drink?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. 

Josh shook his head and smiled politely. “I’m fine,” came his reply. Josh let a hand cup your face, his thumb tracing circles on your cheek. You sighed, content, and leaned into his touch. “I’ve missed you. So much,” Josh whispered as he leaned into you. His lips hovered over your own as he waited for you to make the next move, and you did. You pressed your lips to his softly and sighed into his mouth. Josh kissed back eagerly, letting both of his hands cup your face now and pull you closer to him. “Missed you,” he repeated. 

“I missed you too,” you replied against his lips. 

Josh seemed to relax at your words and allowed his lips to glide over yours with ease. His hand moved to the back of your head, tugging at your hair gently. A soft moan left your lips as Josh pushed you up against the kitchen counter. “I’m so glad you came tonight,” he whispered as he pulled away, breathing heavily. His eyes gazed into yours, searching for your response. 

“I’m glad I came too,” you smiled softly at him. Josh’s hand stroked comforting circles on the back of your head causing you to hum in approval. He kissed you again, more hungrily this time, and allowed his free hand to caress your body. Soft sounds escaped your lips.

“Do you want to head upstairs?” Josh asked, his lips never leaving yours. You didn’t even need to think about that question before you were nodding eagerly. Josh smiled and grabbed your hand, leading you out of the kitchen and past your friends who were all smirking as the two of you walked up the large staircase to Josh’s bedroom. When you reached his door, Josh wasted no time in opening and pulling you inside, closing the door with his foot behind the two of you. “How do you want to do this?” Josh asked as you sat down clumsily on the bed. 

“I don’t care, I just want to do it,” you replied, already taking off your clothes leaving Josh speechless. He quickly followed suit, removing his clothes until you were both completely naked. In any other situation you would have felt nervous about being naked in front of somebody, but not only had Josh seen you naked before, it just felt right. 

“I like your style,” Josh smirked seductively at you. 

Josh pushed you down flat onto the bed and climbed on top of you, lips attaching to your neck almost immediately. “Don’t tease me Josh,” you whispered quietly, your body rubbing against his in need. 

“I won’t, precious girl,” Josh mumbled, sucking on the skin of your neck. He slicked his tip up your folds easily, gathering your wetness along the head of his cock. You were absolutely dripping with excitement. Without warning, Josh pushed the tip of his cock inside of you and a moan mixed gasp left your lips. He gave you a few moments to adjust, just laying on top of you and whispering words of encouragement in your ear. 

“You can move,” you said breathlessly, arms wrapping around Josh’s neck to pull him closer to you. Josh nodded and began to snap his hips against yours, moving roughly. It was as if he was trying to tell you how much he had needed you this past year through sex. You could feel it. His movements were harsh and rough, yet soothing at the same time. You wrapped your legs around Josh’s waist, forcing his cock even deeper inside of you. A gasp of surprise left both of your lips as his cock reached new heights. 

“Oh fuck,” Josh whimpered softly, nuzzling his head against your neck. “You feel so good. I can feel your pussy gripping me.”

“Don’t say such things,” you said, arching your back. Josh’s hips continued to slam against yours, cockhead kissing your cervix deliciously. Words and motions couldn’t describe how good this felt. “Josh if you keep going, I’m going to cum.” 

“Cum for me sweet girl,” Josh whispered into your ear, licking and biting the lobe of your ear. You nodded and allowed yourself to reach your climax. Your entire body shook with pleasure as wave after wave washed over you, your eyes seeing stars. You closed your eyes as you let out a loud moan, your walls contracting around Josh’s cock pushing him over the edge as well. With a groan and a few stuttering thrusts, Josh came. His hands grasped your shoulders to try and balance himself as his own body shook, chanting your name like a prayer from God. When he had finally stopped cumming, Josh rolled off of you and lay on his back staring at the ceiling, a huge goofy grin on his face. “That was fucking incredible,” he groaned, head lolling to the side to look at you. 

You smiled at him and nodded. “Yeah. Yeah it was,” you agreed. You were both out of breath, panting and sweating as if it wasn’t the dead of winter outside. 

“You know, I’ve missed you Y/N,” Josh whispered, his voice sounding sincere. 

“I’ve missed you too Josh. Really, I have.” 

“I’m sorry I haven’t reached out,” he mumbled. “I’ve been trying to deal with my grief by pushing away those I care about, and that includes you.” You let out a shaky sigh and listened as Josh continued to talk. “That night, with you, was magical. The best night of my life in fact. But it quickly turned into the worst night of my life when my sisters went missing.”

“I understand,” you whispered soothingly. 

“I’m sorry if I gave you the impression that you were just a one night stand to me,” Josh spoke after a few seconds of silence. “You were much more than that. You’re everything to me, Y/N.”

“I am?” 

“Yes. Yes you are,” Josh chuckled. “I want to be more with you. I want to be with you.” 

“I want to be with you too,” you said sincerely. 

“Then be with me,” he said, eyes pleading as he looked into yours. You didn’t hesitate, instead, you just nodded. A huge smile graced Josh’s face at your silent confirmation. He pulled you into his arms and kissed your temple. “Thank you.” 

“You don’t need to thank me.”

“I’m just glad we’re together again. Like this, I mean.” 

“Me too.”

“I have a feeling that this trip is going to be very… adventurous,” Josh said, a mischievous smirk on his face. You had no idea what he meant by that, but what you did know is you didn’t matter as long as he was by your side. You remained in his arms for the rest of the night, hands linked with each other and just talking about everything you’d missed out on over the year. You knew in the morning that your friends would tease you for your night of passion with Josh yet again in the Washington Lodge, but you didn’t care. Now you were together, you felt like you could face anything. However, you were not prepared for the trip that was to come over the next day, and Until Dawn.

[whamber]

going out on the prowl

[robo-dino-puppy]

horizon zero dawn (remastered) | thunder's drum

[mysunshinetemptress]

Coal

Leah Williamson x singer!reader

Warnings: TW suicide, past abuse, child abuse, alcohol abuse, funeral. If I missed anything let me know. Also thank you to @pers1st for first of all listening to my idea and telling me to write it when I had my doubts about it and secondly for reading over it and helping me, I hope it doesn’t disappoint

You knew the minute he didn’t answer the phone and the unnerving feeling of dread filled your chest that this was it, that you were the last man standing from a life you thought you had both out run, out lived but this, what your brother had just done showed that no matter where you went, how fast you ran you couldn’t leave the sick and twisted past you both had lived through it was a heavy bag you would be forced to carry for the rest of your life.

You and your brother Luca had been born twins in a quite little, middle of nowhere town in New England to a mother who would end up leaving you both in the middle of the night with a heavily abusive father, who would never be charged for the unthinkable things he had inflicted on both you and your brother as he was to high in the police force in your stupid little town, best friends with the Chief had some perks it seemed.

You and your brother had grown up constantly relying on one another to get through the hard terrifying nights, where all you both could wish for was for someone to whisk you both away from it all but this is the real world and the only people who could save you from the nightmare was yourselves.

You had a talent that you had only discovered when you where 13 after a teacher had approached you hearing you singing in the hall, before asking if you wanted to join the choir, you began thinking an extra hour away from home wouldn’t be so bad agreeing only on the lines that Luca could come and sit in the pews as you practiced not wanting to leave him alone to face your fathers abuse alone.

As you both got older you found ways to escape through singing and music, Luca taught himself the piano and you learned guitar before teaching the instruments to each other before you both began recording videos of yourselves and posting them to YouTube while also beginning to write your own songs.

It would take till just after your 19th birthday for both you and Luca to make it out of that stupid little town in New England, both of you deciding to get as far away as possible flying to London England just as your first ever song written by you and produced by Luca blew up “Homesick.” Loving the way stories could so easily be told through country music you decide that it would be the genre you both would focus on, you writing and performing and Luca writing and producing stating he was much to bad of a singer to ever try.

Living in London was a cultural shock for you both coming from a quite town to a big bustling city sure was a change but you couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that not everyone here knew everyone and that you both got to start fresh.

Your label had rented a small two bed apartment for you both in Islington, just north of Central London where you both set up a small studio from the equipment supplied to you both and began working on an EP.

The EP was called Horizons both you and Luca had looked out on a same horizon every morning your entire childhood and hoped it would bring about change, only when you left to London did your Horizons change and so did your life finding it fitting you brought it to your label along with six songs on the EP one of which had already been released as a single.

Horizon

Track 1: Homesick

Track 2: Northern Attitude

Track 3: False Confidence

Track 4: Heavy Eyes

Track 5: Heading South

Track 6: Something in the Orange

Your label loved it approving a date that saw you and Luca able to preform at Country to Country in the O2, with your small set and unknown names your both were one of the first to perform, but feeling the rush of the crowd just after leaving the stage singing songs you both had written about parts of your childhood and leaving it behind felt magical and the crowd seemed to love it.

But that night wasn’t just the night you had both agreed that this is what you wanted to do, it was also the night you swore you found a four leaf clover. Leah had been standing in the crowd with Lydia Williams both big country music fans when she felt her breath hitch in her throat at the sight of you. You stood on stage in a simple pair of black jeans, white top with some red writing she couldn’t make out and a guitar smiling at the boy at the piano before nodding to the band and when you began singing Leah swore she had felt her heart stop from how quick it was beating.

You and Luca had made your way down to the crowd Luca nudging you saying he was going to get a drink as you nodded making your way to stand at the back keeping an eye on him as a blonde girl strutted over to you ever so confidently “Hi.” You turned taking your eyes off of Luca as you turned meeting deep blue eyes “Hi.” You smiled back “I’m Leah.” You grasped her hand shaking it your cheeks beginning to hurt from smiling at the blonde-Leah “hi I’m Y/n.” You didn’t notice that Leah seemed to forget to let go of your hand as you both began talking the English girl complementing your set as you complemented her outfit.

Luca turned back from the bar after downing yet another shot and beer looking to see where you had gone chuckling at the sight of you talking happily to a girl still holding her hand, sighing he grabbed three more beers and began walking over to you before clearing his throat and putting on a stern face “Y/n.” You unhappily tore your eyes away from Leah turning to see Luca “Luca this is Leah, Leah this is my twin brother Luca.” Leah’s shoulders seemed to relax at the confirmation he was in fact your brother and not your boyfriend “Beer.” You smiled thanking him before letting go of Leah’s hand and taking it before turning to look at him in surprise as he handed one to Leah “what can’t let your future girlfriend be left out of it can I.” You shoved him slightly as Leah choked on the beer coughing slightly as you apologised rubbing her back. Leah stood up shaking her head “well I better ask you out first then.” You laughed nodding agreeing to give her your phone number before saying goodnight and walking back behind the stage.

In the coming months yourself and Luca travelled promoting your EP both in the Uk and Europe as well as in the States refusing to step foot in New England just incase your father decided to show up, during this small tour you and Leah began talking nonstop either texting or FaceTiming and although Luca wanted to throw a pen at your head and tell you that there was an album that had to be written he couldn’t help but smile at the way your eyes lit up and your entire mood changed when the English girls name appeared on your phone.

Once the small tour was over and you had settled back into London, Leah had worked up enough nerve to officially ask you on a date. You had bid Luca goodnight telling him to not wait up as you ventured into Central London with the blue eyed girl excitement building for your date.

London was everything you ever wanted, you and Leah had been dating for a few months now and not wanting to keep secrets you had sat her down and told her everything, everything about how your mother had decided she couldn’t take it anymore and left both you and Luca stood crying on the porch step as you watched her run down the driveway aged four in the middle of the night, how your fathers abuse only got worse from that point, how as you got older you both felt so hopeless as no one would do anything as he was a police officer and best friend to the Chief of police, how he thought he could change you from being gay when he saw you walking holding another girls hand. Leah had sat eyes pooled with tears grasping your hand so tightly as you told her eyes racking your body and zoning in on every little scare she could see before pulling you into a hug “I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry Angel you don’t…you didn’t deserve any of that.” You didn’t cry but simply went limp against her as you felt the weight be lifted off your shoulders now that she knew, Luca had come in a short while later and Leah had moved you off her gently before grabbing him and pulling him into a hug, you watched eyes soft as your heart swelled they way she held him just as tight apologising for his trauma too, trauma she had never inflicted but felt so sick that no one in your town would help you both to scared of the consequences.

You had called Leah your four leafed clover, she was the luckiest thing you had ever found and while your relationship grew and your introduction to both her family and teammates saw that Luca turned to alcohol more than he ever had before.

You were both working on your first album when you had noticed how bad Lucas dependency on alcohol had gotten, writing songs often turned into nights you had to put him to bed he was to drunk to continue, or he wouldn’t show for meetings with the label, or dinner with you and Leah, or Leah’s family to busy sitting in a bar in London. You had called the label after a particularly bad day at one of Leah’s games at the Emirates, where your brother spent the entire match inside at the bar since he couldn’t drink alcohol in view of the pitch, drunk and moody you bid the Williamson’s goodbye apologising for your brother and sending Leah a quick text before dragging him home. The next morning you decided enough was enough and sat him down surprised when he broke down in your arms apologising over and over again that it was the only way he could find peace from it all even for just a few hours, that music simply wasn’t enough at the moment and in a way you understood, Leah gave you the same peace alcohol gave Luca but you knew it wasn’t a healthy option so you gave him an ultimatum, rehab and therapy or no more music, no more writing no more tours nothing. Agreeing to your ultimatum you rang your label telling them that the Album was on hold till Luca was healthy again before dropping him off.

You spent the month Luca was in rehab leaning on Leah and her family’s support, you had told them about yours and Lucas past the same day you dropped him off, and for the first time you knew what it was like to be loved by a mother and father. You cried into Leah’s chest that night until you fell asleep,nothing she said or did could make you stop and she quickly realised you needed this you needed to cry so she let you holding you tight and just reminding you of where you were, with her, with her family both you and Luca were safe. Amanda came up after you had fallen asleep to check on you her own heart breaking at the sight of you, you a girl who had the worst childhood imaginable handed to her and still found away to find love and make her daughter feel so loved, you a girl who was trying desperately to hold everything together for her brother because “he needs me, I’m fine I’ve got Leah but he, Luca needs me to be strong so strong is what I am.” Amanda placed her hand on your head “she’ll be ok Bubs, they both will, we got them.”

Luca had been allowed a visit half way through his rehab, the Williamson’s had all asked if they could come but his sponsor Danny had said it may be to overwhelming and asked for it to just be you, that didn’t stop them from waiting in the car park as you went in to visit him. He was different, brighter, happier and you almost cried at the sight for the first time ever he looked to be enjoying life not just trying to get by. You had ran straight for him sighing as you picked you up into a bear hug squeezing tight “Orlov.” You sighed relaxing into his arms at the use of your nickname.

Orlov a diamond, a cursed diamond and any time you tried to ask him why he had chosen it for you all those years ago he gave you one of two reason “Orlov, a cursed diamond that still shines through it all.” Or “Orlov, because pressure makes diamonds, and I just like the name of that one.” You laughed at the second slightly poetic but still funny just like him.

You had told him how supportive the Williamson’s had been for the both of you, how they were currently sat in the parking lot waiting for an update on him when he grabbed your hand “I’m glad you found people like them, to look after you.” You squeezed his hand “us, look after us they love you just as much.” Lucas didn’t want to believe you but you knew he did deep down, he knew it wasn’t just you that loved him anymore. You proceeded to tell him about you current life as a wag as well about the many songs you had been writing, some of them about your past, but for the first time ever you had also written about love and being in love with Leah. Lucas had told you he had also returned to writing and had a few stacked up ready to go when he was finished and for the first time he seemed happy about what he had written normally you had to tell him it was good, recording worthy and you couldn’t help the hope that bubbled.

15 days later Lucas got out of rehab with his therapy sessions block booked for the next while and for the first time in two months you guys began writing songs together trying to complete the album. Lucas was a changed man, he went to dinner without alcohol something you also did to support him, he attended Leah’s matches with you and actually watched and cheered instead of hiding in the bar and for the first time he seemed to be living.

Leah and her family had supported you both tirelessly and you couldn’t have asked for more, they were the family you had always wished would come and save you both as kids. Leah was around for nearly all of the album creation, Lucas teaching her piano and when he finally deemed her good enough you both agreed she could record it for the album.

Life was good, you both were happy in London writing and hanging out with friends and your found family so why had you woken up in the middle of the night with a feeling of doom looming over you as you untangled from Leah. You had gone into Lucases room to check on him something you had done since you could walk, wanting to make sure his chest would still rise and fall when your father had given you both a particularly hard beating. Only this time his bed was empty, walking into the hall you noticed all the lights were off so where could he be. You decided not to panic and not to wake Leah either instead getting your phone to call him.

You knew the minute he didn’t answer the phone and the unnerving feeling of dread filled your chest that this was it, that you were the last man standing from a life you thought you had both out run, out lived but this, what your brother had just done showed that no matter where you went, how fast you ran you couldn’t leave the sick and twisted past you both had lived through it was a heavy bag you would be forced to carry for the rest of your life.

As you recounted every move you both had made over the past three months it was obvious, Lucas had been getting all his ducks in a row, checking in on everyone and making sure the album was complete before leaving, but now it was done and set to be released next month he felt it was time.

You felt numb as you sat at the bottom of the stairs, you didn’t know how you knew he was gone, but you had all of a sudden just had the feeling of a missing piece, maybe it was your twin telepathy you both had so wished to have growing up, this was a sick joke if it kicked in now, now when he was gone.

You sat at the bottom of the stairs until you felt Leah’s hand touch your shoulder “Orlov.” Your heart clenched at the nickname, Lucas had given Leah special permission to use it, certain that she wasn’t going anywhere that you had her forever the engagement ring hidden in his dresser, not that you knew, certain that she knew about what you had been through, that she understood the meaning behind your nickname.

You didn’t have time to react as a knock came from your front door, looking at Leah smiling sadly you got up from the stairs and opened the door to two police men “Miss Y/n Y/ln.” You nodded, you didn’t feel Leah come up behind you as you listen to the police officers tell you about your brother, that you needed to identify him before they moved forward. You nodded along to it all before you asked “was he…do you think he was in any pain.” The officer looked at you softly “Hypothermia kicked in before he drowned, he simply closed his eyes and was gone, no pain, no struggle.” You nodded “no pressure.” You mumbled before turning to get dressed.

Leah couldn’t believe it, he was gone, Lucas was gone a boy she loved like a brother and she couldn’t understand why, he was happy, you both were happy with them, writing the album why, why had he done it. She had gone with you to the morgue and had said she would call her mum but every time she tried her fingers froze on the call button and words got caught in her throat. It was you who had done it driving you both to the Williamson’s house Leah unable to look at her family as you asked them all to come to the living room Leah sat beside you head buried into your neck as she grasped you tightly scared that if she let you go you would be gone too.

Amanda had let out a sob as you finished, Jacob got up and left the room and David just stared at you in shock as you held Leah impossibly closer watching this family, your family, Lucases family fall apart at the news, helpless you did what you had done since childhood and decided now was the time for you to stay strong, you could cry later and so you helped with dinner, helped tell the rest of the family, cousins, aunts and uncles and Leah’s grandparents who had adopted you both. The Arsenal girls had been informed all of whom made their way to your house along with the Williamson’s with flowers and food enough to stock the fridge for the next two months offering support and tears for you and your brother

In the coming weeks the Williamson’s helped you plan the funeral, you didn’t know how one went let alone one in England and you often found yourself and David talking to the undertakers for hours organising it. Until finally the day came, everyone had stayed in your house the night before and Amanda had started a big fry before you all headed to the church but you couldn’t eat, you were saying good bye to your brother, your other half, you were about to walk this stupid life alone and for the first time you cursed at him, you both had made it this far why, why did he decide he couldn’t take it anymore.

Leah had held your hand the entire way both of you following the coffin, with Amanda as Jacob, and David along with Leah’s cousins and Danny his sponsor carried him into the church. You got up and said a few words, talking briefly about your childhood before thanking the Williamson’s for everything they had done for you both, thanking Leah for being both you and Lucases rock when you felt like the world was to much. Heading to the crematorium you decided to swap out with one of Leah’s cousins wanting to carry your brother one last time, the sight made Leah sob as Amanda tried to hold her whispering into her ear, but nothing came of it you were saying goodbye to everything you ever knew and all she could do was hold your hand.

After it was all said and done and the after in the pub had finished you found yourself standing in the centre of his bedroom Leah lying asleep in yours. You looked at everything he had, all the pictures his rehab tokens, his guitar and piano, how were you supposed to do this without him, sing without him there beside you, live without him there beside you. You fell back onto his bed reaching your hand under his pillow when it made a crunch noise before finding a letter with your name on it “ORLOV”. You sighed knowing what it was you pulled it open.

Orlov,

I’m gone, I have left you on this earth alone and for that I am truly sorry, I’m sorry that I couldn’t fight any longer but I hope you understand how tired I am. Tired of living this lonely unforgiving life and I hope that someday you will understand, you have have been, my rock, my best friend and my twin sister through the hardest life no child should have to live, But you have come through it stronger, you have come through the it all a diamond in the rough. You see you are a diamond, formed under the pressure of our childhood but me, I am coal a dark rock not meant to last long on this earth.

I hope you know I have decided that now is the right time to say goodbye as I know you are going to be ok, you have the Williamson’s, the Arsenal and most importantly Leah. She is it for you, she is the only person you will ever need, she is your alcohol (bad comparison I know, she’s a lot healthier.) you are ready, ready to take on this life and conquer the world, but remember it’s ok to slip as long as you don’t fall.

One question you always asked me growing up was what did I think heaven looked like and I always told you I don’t know, but I do heaven is watching you fall in love with that girl sleeping in your room, watching you find a family who loves you the way you deserve that is heaven I love you always and forever.

I’ll be watching from stars Orlov .

Lucas TB

For the first time in weeks you cried, no you sobbed gut wrenching sobs and Leah found herself sprinting from your bed room catching you as you fell from the bed holding you tight whispering reassuring words into your ear crying along with you as you cried and cried, cried for your younger self, you cried for your current self but mostly your cried for him, for Lucas until you cried your self to sleep. Leah carried you back to bed before coming back into Lucases room and picking up his letter turning it over and finding a second one attached to it, opening it she found lyrics to a song and reading over it she felt her heart clench at the meanings behind them all.

The next morning Leah showed you the lyrics and before she even had time to ask if you wanted a coffee you were on the phone with your label canceling the album instead stating you had a different one.

Leah watched you tirelessly in the studio scared that if she left you alone in there you might never come back out, regretting her decision when you had dragged her in to record a piano piece.

A month later you handed your label a brand new album written mostly about you and Lucas with track six being for Leah, the label loved it and pushed for it to be released sooner than expected.

ORLOV

Track 1 Stick Season

Track 2 Bitter Winds

Track 3 Condemned

Track 4 Revival

Track 5 I Remember Everything (Lucas Y/LN, feat Y/n Y/LN)

Track 6 Sun to Me

Track 7 Dawns (Lucas Y/LN, feat Y/n Y/LN)

Track 8 Tourniquet (feat Leah Williamson.)

Track 9 Orange Juice

Track 10 Coal

With Leah's unwavering support, you found the strength to honor Lucases memory during the small tour you quickly been sent on leaving the grand piano seat empty until Leah came on to play her part in Tourniquet. You decided to end the small tour in London, your first headline show sold out at the roundhouse already playing five previous dates here due to the demand. Knowing this would be the last time of playing a small venue and with that a chapter closing and you having to enter one without Lucas you sighed retuning the guitar as you spoke to the crowd “My twin brother Lucas wrote this last song I’m about to play.” You cleared your throat looking out into the crowd before turning to the empty piano seat “We had a very hard childhood, but I knew as long as I had him, I’d be ok. Lucas left me on this earth alone just a couple months ago, but he knew something I didn’t, he knew I wasn’t really going to be alone, that I had a family that loved me, a girl who loved me even more and that really he wasn’t leaving he was just tired of his adventures on earth and wanted to see what the stars were like.” You sighed turning back to the crowd “this next song is called coal, and it talks about the pressures of life and I just want you all to know that when you feel like life is to full of pressure that when you can’t seem to find the light at the end of the tunnel that maybe look down you might find your four leaved clover, I got mine she’s in the crowd tonight, but there is always someone nobody here is alone.” You smiled catching Leah’s eyes “this is Coal.”

[meteortrails]

the thing I keep coming back to at the end of the day here is that luffy’s got some insane latent abandonment issues, and zoro and nami are the absolute surest thing he has. he has those two Locked The Fuck Down so hard he might as well have put a ring on it before they even hit loguetown and he knew they’d be his from the second he saw them. they’re his aces in the hole that he can always count on to help him cut through all the bullshit and get to the heart of the situation. something that always stands out to me is the way that when luffy and zoro end up tied up in a combat situation, it often falls to nami to direct and organize the crew (most notably in water 7); they’re his seconds in command, one to back him up on the battlefield and one to hold down the fort so he’s free to fight as he pleases. and in return for this faith and trust nami and zoro are genuinely the most obsessively devoted motherfuckers they’re capable of being! none of their dreams belong to just them anymore it’s THEIR dream to make luffy king of the pirates, THEIR dream to map the world, THEIR dream to become the best swordsman. frankly if they all loved each other any more than they do they might just burst

[andaniellight]

trust Roronoa Zoro with bounty over 1,111,000,000 to freak the fuck out if the crew got separated away from him AND their godly captain

[mamidots]

“What if Sam snoops in Chris’s bag and sees a message about him having a crush on her on his phone 😱😱” - hc by bestie @saintpixie

And what if I told you I’ve been thinking of them …..

And how there isn’t a lick of ship art for them …..

Made me feel diabolical ……..

[fandom-imagines]

Best friend

Fandom: Until Dawn

Pairing: Josh Washington x Reader

Words: 857

Warnings: None

Is the Until Dawn fandom dead? Potentially. Will I write for it anyway? Absolutely!

Josh Washington, for as long as I could remember, had always been my best friend.

We met in third grade when my brother, Chris, also met him. Chris introduced us both and we instantly clicked, something that never went away, even as we aged. He was, for lack of a better word, my soulmate, or maybe that was just my crush on him talking.

He was charming, cute, and overall, just a genuine person; could anyone blame me for catching feelings for him? I didn’t expect nor want it to happen, but as we grew into teens, I couldn’t help it. Of course, my friendship with him extended to a friendship with the twins who were also close friends of mine, and also with Josh and Chris’s friends who I now called my own. I loved them all, but none as much as I did with Josh.

My parents were never particularly fond of the man, saying that he was a bad influence with all his pranks, doing the same with Chris, but neither of us cared. He was a good friend, and nothing could change that, even if he did prank us at least twice a month.

In fact, that leads us to where I was right now: covered in water after I was bombarded by water balloons from my brother and my crush.

“You idiots!” I laughed, clearly not meaning the words, despite me being drenched head-to-toe in freezing cold water. They soon joined in with the laughter, growing louder and louder as they stared at me. “I’m freezing.” A pout on my lips was evident as I spoke.

Josh shook his head, still chuckling as he tossed me a towel. “There you go, you know where the bathroom is, go get cleaned up.”

“I didn’t want to give you a towel, but Josh thought we better,” Chris smirked, something which only grew as he noticed the blush quickly darting onto my cheeks; it was clear that he knew of my feelings for the man.

“Screw you, Chris. I’m going for a shower.” I said, shaking my head as I left the room, leaving the pair laughing behind me.

*

Soon after my shower, I was seated beside Josh and opposite Chris with a warm drink in our hands. It was nice, sitting with the two people I held dearest to my heart whilst we chuckled at a bad movie Josh had put on, a horror, I think.

Chris was soon to fall asleep after finishing his drink, clearly not interested in the movie, either that, or he was exhausted which was also quite possible with the blonde.

“You okay?” Josh whispered to me, trying his best to not wake Chris. “You’ve been quiet all day. Did the prank upset you?”

I smiled slightly, turning to face him. “No, Josh, I’m fine. Just thinking.”

“About what?”

I didn’t want to tell the truth, I couldn’t. How was I supposed to tell him that the reason I was so distracted was because of him. The way he smiled, laughed, even cared for me, despite pranking me earlier on. It was all becoming too much for me to handle and I wasn’t sure how much longer that I could go without exposing my feelings. Chris already knew and he was often oblivious to others feelings, especially with his mutual crush on Ashley.

“A lot of thing,” I admitted, keeping it vague and hoping he wouldn’t ask for more information. However, it wasn’t my lucky day and he raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner.

“You can tell me,” he said.

No, Josh, I can’t, was the first thing to go through my mind. Not about this.

Sensing my silence, he did the typical Josh thing that he knew would get me to cave: puppy eyes.

With a sigh, I spoke. “Promise you won’t judge?”

“I promise,”

Another sigh, “I… like someone,”

Josh’s eyes widened, only for a moment. “Oh…” His voice had an underlying emotion, one I had never heard from his before and something that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. “Who is it?” He asked, seemingly pleading once again.

I simply remained silent, all whilst my head screamed his name.

“I won’t judge, I swear,” he pleaded again. “Even if it is someone really stupid.”

“Depends if you’re stupid,” the words left my lips before I could stop them, my eyes immediately widening as I realised my mistake.

“Me…?”

“Shit, sorry,” I sighed, pulling away from him, only to have my hand grabbed, preventing me from moving.

“Don’t move…. Please.”

“Are you sure?”

“Never been surer of anything in my life.” He said, face leaning forward towards me. “Stay still.” He whispered, pausing for a moment before pressing his lips against mine.

It was as though my body went into autopilot, immediately kissing him back as my hand landed on his neck, his going to my waist. I could have stayed like that forever, and perhaps I would have had a voice not broken the moment.

“Finally!!” Chris laughed.

Josh and I pulled away from one another, a blush on both our cheeks.

“Chris!”

[felrend]

Patience tested

[hotchocolatefanfics]

Pretty pretty PLEASE give me a au where Koba , getting lost in his PTSD yelling “HUMAN WORK”

And when Ceasar stances up this time? (If he does?) perhaps Koba gets a bit emotional- and gets consoled like he needed in the moment instead-

(If Ceasar and Koba were that close it’s what should’ve been done 😭)

Sorry for the late reply, I really wanted to write this out! :D

"Human Work"

The banging of rock against metal did nothing to comfort him. Even as he watched Rocket and Ash destroy the guns, all Koba could think about what was those weapons meant. What they could do to the apes. 

Being shot by those things would be a quick and merciful death…But humans could do far worse than killing an ape…

…Cages…Bright rooms…Needles…Blood…

Grey, who was sitting next to him, was trying to get his attention but Koba didn’t notice. Despite being close to a fire, the bonobo felt cold all over. Just like he did all those years ago. 

The longer he sat, the more he thought and the longer he thought, the sicker he felt… 

…Something in his mouth…Vomit…He couldn’t breathe!

He couldn’t take it anymore! Koba got up and made his way over to Caesar. That sick feeling in his stomach giving way to frustration at the ape king. He knows what the humans could do to the apes, HE SAW them kill apes! Hurt apes! But he gives them a chance anyway?!

“If they get power, they’ll be more dangerous!” Koba blinked and he was now standing in front of Caesar. Signing angrily at him but somehow still coherently.“Why help them?!”

“They seem desperate.” Caesar replied simply. Koba had to stop himself from scoffing at him. “If we make them go, they’ll attack.”

They’ll attack anyway, you fool!

“Let. Them.” Koba said out loud before quickly signing. “We’ll destroy them while they’re weak.”

They could do it. The humans were stronger when they escaped and they still defeated them. Sure, the goal was to escape rather than kill but they still fought the humans. 

The image of Jacobs falling into the ocean came to his mind. One of them many humans that made his life miserable. Koba had killed him. He was gone now. He could no longer hurt him, or any other ape, ever again.

That memory usually gave the bonobo a sense of peace and relief, but it did nothing for what he currently felt. 

And it was only made worse by the frown on Caesar’s face. “And how many apes will die?”

His words stuck with Koba. Apes would die anyway, regardless of how and when humans attacked, but that did not mean the bonobo didn’t care. 

He just did not want anyone to suffer. Not like he had suffered.

Caesar might not have meant it that way, but the implication that he didn’t care if the apes died made a lump form in Koba’s throat. 

“We have one chance for peace…” Caesar went on. “Let them do their human work. Then they’ll go.”

Human work.

That cold, horrible feeling came rushing back. All his life Koba struggled to understand what was happening to him but Caesar, unknowingly, just summed it up in two words.

“Human. Work?” He asked.

Caesar didn’t respond. Which Koba took to mean that he didn’t care. The thought that he didn’t would have cut deep into his soul but Koba couldn’t focus on that. One moment he was here at the Ape Village, the next in a cage. 

“Human work.” He pointed at the scar behind his ear. Both of his ears felt hot right now. Why was it getting hard to breathe again? He felt as if something was covering his whole nose and mouth, preventing him from getting any air. 

“Human work!” His voice was a little louder when he pointed at the scar on his arm. The sharp pain he felt came rushing back to him. How they strapped him down on the table. Their shiny objects cutting into his skin! 

Blood. HIS blood, just spilling everywhere! 

“HUMAN! WORK! HUMAN WORK! HUMAN WORK! HUMAN WORK!” 

The scar on his face and his blind eye, the ones Tommy caused. Humans in the labs messed with his eyes too. Blurred vision. It stinging to blink…

His whole body was covered in scars. His back, his legs, his stomach! All the ways they mutilated him, destroyed him. He wasn’t in the village anymore. He wasn’t in the forest at all. He was back on that table. Ripped and torn open and bleeding and humans standing over him. 

Back to his cage. Back to being his cage! Maybe he never left it. Maybe this whole time he was dreaming. 

Pain. There is just no escaping it. 

They restrained him. Holding him tighter and tighter. His arms, his legs, his whole body. Keeping him still, preventing him from thrashing around. Any moment now, one of them will stick him with a needle or cut him open again and-and-!

“Koba! Koba! Koba!” 

Caesar’s voice cut into it. Slowly, what he thought were straps that held him down became arms. Fury, strong arms. Despite the warmth around him, Koba was shaking and his teeth chattering. His throat hurt from yelling so much. 

Blinking, the world began to stop spinning. He was back at the village, as if he always had been. He had never left. 

And Caesar was holding him. Not just hugging him, but had his arms wrapped tightly around the bonobo. When Koba looked at him, his frown was gone. The expression on the chimpanzee’s face was softer, gentler. Worried. 

“I’m sorry, Koba.” Caesar signed with one hand. He knew Koba was the least likely ape to trust the humans but he had failed to think beyond that fact. It made sense that Koba’s trauma would show itself, with everything going on. Not helped at all that the humans were within their territory.

But he saw it now. Koba wasn’t just angry at the humans. He was scared of them.

Caesar put his hand on the scarred bonobo’s cheek. He was still shaking but he seemed calmer now. 

“I promise.” He looked Koba in the eyes. “I will not. Let them. Hurt you again.” 

He wouldn’t let the humans harm any of the apes but Caesar knew Koba especially needed to hear this. To know that he was safe.

Koba blinked and felt something roll down his cheeks. It came in waves and only slightly blurred his vision. He wrapped his own arms around Caesar and laid his head on his chest. His soft sobs muffled by the chimp’s fur. 

All he was feeling before. All the anger, the hate, the frustration, and panic. And all the pain. It all came out in the form of tears. Koba would normally find openly crying like this embarrassing, an awkward and clear sign of weakness but he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. 

He couldn’t even tell if he was crying for himself, for all the pain he felt in his life, or for the intense and freeing relief he felt in his chest. Relief that Caesar did care. That he will protect him despite him never asking him to. 

The apes had been watching this whole time but, out of respect for the scarred bonobo, went back to whatever they had been doing before. Staring with Rocket continuing to slam a rock into a gun and Maurice assuring anyone who asked that Koba was ok. 

Only Blue Eyes kept watching Koba. Though the young prince had never seen his honorary uncle in such a state before, he didn’t think less of him for it. Rather, seeing him like this made Blue Eyes realize how much his past affect him. 

Koba always seemed so strong to him. Untouchable, like his father. He took pride in his scars but the circumstances of how he got them still caused him pain and Blue Eyes never knew that until now.

Caesar once told him that Koba only learned hate from humans but Blue Eyes disagreed with that. Hate wasn’t the only thing. Humans also taught Koba that he was nothing. That he had no control, not even of his own body. The he was just an object for them to destroy, manipulate, and break apart.

…That he was broken.

He felt so sad for his honorary uncle. Sad and horrified that he went through all that.

Sniffling, Blue Eyes crept over to them and wrapped his arms around the two. He still loved and respected Koba and he would make that clear to the bonobo everyday from now on. 

Koba hardly noticed Blue Eyes joining them. The feeling that overwhelmed him now only growing as he got lost in the comforting embrace of his friend. 

That he was safe. Finally, at long last, Koba felt truly safe. Maybe even loved if he dared to believe it.

[simpfordemetri]

THEY PASSED THE TEST! VOLTURI KINGS X READER

Y/N never had any good relationship,in the past she always conformed herself with the bare minimum,her last boyfriend were absolutely horrendous,she begged all the time to him to even show a bit of his love for her but he never did.

Then the relationship turned into complete manipulation as he promised he will change and act like a man,you believed him over and over again hoping some day it will be true.

Until you started therapy,that women helped you a lot to achieve self love,self steem,and what you deserve in the person you love.Not talking about material,no,love can be show in many ways and there are many love languages.

Time later,in a ship to Volterra you met them,the Kings,Aro,Caius and Marcus,at first you were reluctant to met them,to be fair they were three men who said you are their mate,they are vampires and they are kings who rule the vampire world.

You spent your days in the library,reading through all the mistery books they have there to entertain yourself and everyday trying new recipes from a kitchen book they keep there.Or on the music room,learning easy song on the piano that you barely know how to use.Days were long and each day you noticed changes in their behaviour that made you question yourself if you should give them a try.

First month when you entered your room a huge buquet of flower,that you didnt know how but they were your favourite,was there in the middle of the room.

Everyday your breakfast was delivered to your room without question.There wasnt a day they skipped it.

All weeks you received love notes,each week from one of them,and they all have a special talent on writing romantic quotes.

Expensive jewlery appear out of nowhere every once in a while with your favourite gold color.

That list of things could go on until today,the day you decided to go in the throne room and talk to them,in private,just you…four,sounded weird.

You woke up early,and there was your breakfast,after eating it,you took a shower,changed into something nice but comfy,did your makeup natural just adding concealer,blush and lash mascara and with that you headed to the throne room.

The doors were opened for you as you entered the big room where you have been just a couple of times.

The big smile of Aro greet you as he shouted your name in happiness.

Not knowing what to said,you decided to let them talk.anyways they were the ones that had to show their truly excitment of being with you.

-Cara mia,is a pleasure to finally have you here,we decided to give you some spice as you seemed…a bit unwilling of getting to know us-Aro started.

-I was,and im still are-

-No need to be like that,we are sure you saw all our gifts right?All of that were your favourite,we got contacts-Caius,for the first time in ages,were truly happy and soft while talking.

-I can see the bound grew strong,you can give as a chance,we are good lovers for you,afterall we are mated,its not decided by us,its decided by destiny.If you dont like it,you are free to go.-Marcus said,and he wasnt lying,he and his brother agreed on letting you go if thats was what you wanted

When you hear that,your heart made a click,you want to go?No you dont want that,its not that bad here and the feeling of letting this behind was very stressful to think about.

Without warning Aro took your hand in his reading your thougts as you seemed to be zoned out.His face light up in love looking back to his brothers.

-We have a chance-

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