#demitris calling

[braveclementine]

Niklaus Scares us Shitless

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

I just stared for a moment. It had settled back into quiet, everyone watching the two of them cross the field.

Aro let out an exaggerated- in my opinion- gasp upon seeing her.

"Alice." Edward whispered.

"Alice!" Aro gasped.

Alice glanced at us for one long glance before turning her attention to Aro. She was still wearing the same clothes that she had worn when she'd left- so was Jasper- though they looked brand new.

Jasper didn't even look at us, his spine straight with nerves. I wished I could comfort him, comfort both of them. I shifted on my feet uneasily, leaning into Carlisle a little.

And then, a few of the guards were moving, Felix stopping Alice from getting to close to Aro. Two hooded figures moved, their faces hidden and Caius moved to the side.

"My dear, dear Alice, we're so glad to see you here, after all." Aro said joyfully.

"I have evidence the child won't be a risk to our kind." Alice said, trying to talk to Aro while one of the guard kept a hand to her throat.

Carlisle took a few steps forward, away from me. I hesitated, not entirely sure what he was planning. Surely he wouldn't move against them.

"Let me show you." Alice draped her arm over the shoulder of Felix.

"Brother?" Caius said sharply.

Aro held her hand out and Alice shoved past the others. One of them slapped Jasper across the face and I hissed, standing by Carlisle's side now. Carlisle threw his arm out, stopping me from going any further, my eyes seething in rage.

Jasper struggled in the guards arms, Felix turning his back on them. I could feel horror pulsating through my veins. I readied myself, hands with palms down to the snow, ready to sweep vampires off their feet.

Aro took her hand. I felt a strange warmth go through me, blinding me for just a second and I stared around, confused. Everyone else was staring around too, even the witnesses and Volturi. But no one seemed to know the cause behind it- as both sides were equally confused- and nothing happened except turning our attention back to Alice and Aro.

"It doesn't matter what I show you. Even when you see." Alice said angrily, yanking her hand out of Aro's. "You still won't change your decision." Alice turned to face Bella and said, 'Now.'

And then Bella was turned towards Jacob and Jacob lunged past Benjamin and Tia, sprinting away.

"Get them." Caius ordered Santiago.

Alice turned around, doing a ninja flip, sending Aro high into the air.

I gasped, knowing that we had just started war.

Aro landed on his feet as I watched Garrett's eyes widen, Kebi grabbing Amun's arm, and Carlisle's own horrified expression out of the corner of my eye.

Everyone was suddenly lunging forward as Alice went to run, two guards grabbing her.

"Take her away." Aro demanded in a cold voice.

"Let her go!" Carlisle demanded and before I could even comprehend what was happening, he was charging over the snow towards Aro.

I had frozen, watching with wide eyes. What was he doing?

Two black hooded vampires came out to meet him but Carlisle swept them off their feet easily, making way for Alice.

Carlisle lunged for the two that were holding Alice, flying high into the air. Aro clashed with him and then his body fell. Aro's hand- holding Carlisle's head.

A scream ripped from me, worse than I had ever screamed before.

I found myself running now as the torch was being lit. If I could stop the torch from falling on Carlisle's body, I could put him together at the end of this.

I called up a snowstorm as I ran, aware that the others were slowly moving behind me, getting ready to join me. Sam had snarled, his pack moving into motion. The snow storm threw the holder of the torch high into the air, landing on top of some other vampires, effectively setting the rest of them on fire. They started to burn alive.

I grinned, victorious until Caius deftly threw Carlisle's body on top of the pile, his head too.

Pain ripped through my body as I clashed with the first vampire that dared get in my way.

I could see the other people fighting too. I could see Jasper and Rosalie taking down vampires themselves, ripping heads off of the bodies. The wolves clashed in too, tearing into the vampires like they were nothing.

Garrett let out a battle cry as he sent a vampire off his feet.

Leah and Seth worked together as well, taking down another witness vampire.

Edward and Demetri were starting to fight.

Jane turned her power on Jasper, but Bella was there, using her power to block Jane's.

I ripped another head off, biting furiously into the neck like a wolf. I could feel anger consuming my body.

Alec tackled Bella, taking her down so that Jasper was free for Jane's picking.

Jasper cried out in pain, Felix grabbed him, and Demetri ripped his head off.

I growled, leaping for Demetri and we tangled on the ground.

"For what it's worth." Demetri said sympathetically as my hands pressed into his neck and his hands had my own neck in them. "I am sorry about Carlisle."

And in that moment, we let go at the same time, knowing we couldn't kill each other. We both slowly backed away and turned for other targets.

Bella kicked out at Alec, sending him backwards while she fell on her own ass. Emmett was destroying everyone who tested him and turned his attention on Alec, eyes narrowing.

Emmett growled, running for Alec who ran straight at him as well. He took Alec down, pinning him to the icy surface. Emmett pressed his foot into Alec's neck before tugging his body away from his head. Then he threw his body away from his head for Jane to see.

Alice escaped at that moment, pulling another flip move and pulling the arms straight from her captors.

Tanya and Kate worked as a duo, kneeing vampires in the face before ripping their heads off, flinging bodies every which way- Kate electrocuting them too.

I was trying to make my way to Aro. I was going to kill him with my bare hands. I was going to burn him to ashes and paint my face with them in memory of Carlisle. My beautiful Carlisle.

Demetri and Edward were both fighting now and I was really hoping I didn't regret letting Demetri go.

Another vampire flew through the air, Seth colliding with him, ripping his head off in a messy fashion.

And then Jane was standing over him, making him cry and whimper in pain, his legs buckling underneath him.

I snarled, ripping another head off tossing it towards the bonfire that was starting to appear. I ran for Seth before another vampire snuck up behind him, crushing his ribs. Seth let out a whimper, and fell to the ice, dead.

Leah knew immediately, whining as she finished off one of her kills, howling in the air in sorrow.

That did it for me.

I let out a terrible scream before suddenly- I was no longer human. I was a wolf now. I lunged, ripping one of the vampires heads off it's body. And then I lunged for Jane in hatred, sending her flying backwards into the crowd of vampires. I stalked forward, glaring.

All around us, our family was being beaten. Three of them had hands on Bella, Edward was being punched into the ground, Garrett was on his knees.

So, Benjamin did the only thing he thought he could do- He yelled and slammed his fist into the Earth.

A dividing line suddenly opened up in the Earth's crust, causing vampires to fall in. Two of the ones that had been holding Bella fell through and she kicked the last one in. I skittered away, my mind panicking, unsure of how to become human again.

I whined in fear.

Davina.

Sam! Help me! I begged.

It's all right. Just stay calm. Accept it.

I lunged for another vampire, knocking him into the crevice that Benjamin had created. There was lava down below. Instant death upon falling.

It suddenly became the strategy to simply knock them in. Wolves working together to kick them in, before backing away from the edge.

I could suddenly see from the perspective of several wolves. There was Embry, fighting alongside Bree against Felix. Emmett and Rosalie were helping them too, fighting a few other vampires. Quil and Jared were working together. Leah was taking down another vampire. I could feel her sorrow of losing Seth. It was ten times my own.

And then there was Esme. Her and an enemy vampire were clinging to the snowy edge. It seemed he was trying to push her off- even though he was behind her- in hopes that he could get over the edge.

Marcel struggled with three vampires trying to hold him down as he tried to get to Esme. He punched one in the face, the others trying to rip his head off until Bree launched herself at him, detaching the vampires head.

And suddenly, Leah was there, leaping the gap to pull him off of Esme.

NO! my mind shouted and I raced for the crevice, suddenly turning human, trying to grab Leah's fur, her leg, her tail, anything to pull her back up.

I had failed, watching as her somewhat white fur disappeared into the lava. I screamed in despair, while helping Esme over the ridge.

Meanwhile, Edward had nearly fallen down the hole himself before leaping upwards and displacing Demetri's head from his body.

I felt a new type of anger wash over me as Alice started to stalk Jane with the help of Bella. It was a quiet fury as I leapt the crevice, making my way directly for Aro, Caius, Marcus, and the few that stood by their side.

Jane ran as Alice approached her until Alice landed in front of her, cutting her off, grabbing her by the throat and making her kneel. I watched, through my own rage, as Sam approached her stealthily.

Alice dragged Jane to meet Sam where Jane met her end.

I saw Aro shove his hand and Caius went to run for Tanya.

I finally released all the water that I had collected and it swept through the camp as I stood my ground. It picked up every enemy, leaving the wolves and our friends alone. Amun's mouth dropped at my power. Benjamin grinned.

Soon, all of the leftover Volturi were left in a ball of water floating just slightly above the ravine. Their eyes were wide with fright. Caius looked rather angry. I churned the water, letting it rip and tear apart their bodies with fury. I left Caius, Marcus, and Aro alone, leaving them to float in the middle while the water on the outside tore apart the other Volturi and witnesses on the outside.

And then I tilted my head, moving the ball- with a little difficulty- above solid ground and everyone looked at me.

"Vlad?" I asked.

"Yes?" Vlad asked, a grin going over his face.

The water opened up to show narrow channels that Vladimir and Stefan could intercept.

"They're all yours." I said.

Vladimir and Stefan made very quick work of dismantling Aro, Caius, and Marcus, relishing their work.

Soon, all of the Volturi were left in pieces and we scooped all of them up, putting them into the fire.

And then, there was that light in our eyes again and I stumbled, looking around.

Carlisle stood next to me, looking shaken. As did everyone else, including the Volturi.

Our kids were here, Seth and Leah were here, still alive, though they looked rather disturbed like everyone else.

Aro was still standing there, Alice in front of him. He looked the most shaken, probably because he hadn't expected to die.

I finally saw what had happened. Niklaus had used his ability to read minds to see the vision inside Alice's head. Then, he had used Renesmee's method of showing through amplification. That way, we had all seen it.

Without even bothering to see if what had happened would happen anyways, I wrapped my arms around Carlisle tightly. I was shaking and his arms were just as tight around me. "It's okay. I'm right here. And you were. . .amazing just so you know." He whispered in my ear.

Aro stared at us. We stared back at him.

"Now you know." Alice finally broke the silence. "That's your future. Unless you decide on another course."

Jane looked very much like she wanted to interject and say she did want another course. Demetri looked a little abashed as we locked eyes, nodding to me slightly. Now everyone knew that we would both have left each other alone.

"We cannot alter our course. The child still poses a grave threat." Caius interjected and I almost laughed.

He had seen all of that- and yet he still wanted to fight?

"But what if you were sure she could remain concealed from the human world?" Edward interjected. "Could we leave in peace?"

"Of course. But that cannot be known." Caius said.

I wondered if he had a death wish.

"Actually, it can." Edward said as Alice started to walk away.

Three more figures started to walk across the snow. Barefoot, both of them. The male was not wearing a shirt or pants. They were some sort of Indian, and they were certainly dressed like it. The other was dressed more like Senna and Zafrina and I realized this must be the Kachiri that was mentioned every so often.

Kachiri stopped when they reached her sisters, but the other two continued to walk on.

I tried to figure out what they had to do with the child- and then I noticed the male had a strange heartbeat that matched Renesmee's. His eyes were also brown.

"This is Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel." Alice introduced.

"Speak, Huilen. Give us the witness you were brought to bear." Aro commanded.

"I am Huilen. A century and a half ago, I lived with my people, the Mapuche. My sister was Pire. Our parents named her after the snow on the mountains because of her fair skin. And she was very beautiful- too beautiful. She came to me one day in secret and told me of the angel that found her in the woods, that visited her by night. I warned her. As if the bruises on her skin were not warning enough. I knew it was the Libishomen of our legends, but she would not listen. She was bewitched. She told me when she was sure her dark angels' child was growing inside her. I didn't try to discourage her from her plan to run away- I knew even our father and mother would agree that the child must be destroyed, Pire with it. I went with her into the deepest parts of the forest. She searched for her demon angel but found nothing. I cared of her, hunting for her when her strength failed. She ate the animals raw, drinking their blood. I needed no more confirmation of what she carried in her womb. I hoped to save her life before I killed the monster."

"But she loved the child inside her. She called him Nahuel, after the jungle cat, when he grew strong and broke her bones- and loved him still. I could not save her. The child ripped his way free of her, and she died quickly, begging all the while that I would care for her Nahuel. Her dying wish- and I agreed. He bit me, though, when I tried to lift him from her body. I crawled away into the jungle to die. I didn't get far- the pain was too much. But he found me; the newborn child struggled through the underbrush to my side and waited for me. When the pain ended, he was curled against my side, sleeping."

It sounded almost sweet. It also made me wonder if Samuel and Niklaus were venomous.

"I cared for him until he was able to hunt for himself. We hunted the villages around our forest, staying to ourselves. We have never come so far from our home, but Nahuel wished to see the children here."

Huilen bowed her head, moving backwards a little.

Aro's lips were pursed and he stared at Nahuel with curiosity, "Nahuel, you are one hundred and fifty years old?"

"Give or take a decade. We don't keep track." He said. His voice was not as heavily accented as Huilens.

"And you reached maturity at what age?"

"About seven years after my birth, more or less, I was full grown."

"You have not changed since then?"

"Not that I've noticed." Nahuel said.

I would have my children forever.

"And your diet?"

"Mostly blood, but some human food, too. I can survive on either."

"You were able to create an immortal?"

"Yes, but none of the rest can."

There was a shocked murmur, not only between ourselves, but between the Volturi and also their witnesses.

"The rest?" Aro questioned quickly.

"My sisters." Nahuel said with a shrug as though it were normal.

"Perhaps you would tell us the rest of your story, for there seems to be more." Aro said, his curiosity not sated.

I snuggled into Carlisle's arms, "If this does come to a fight, don't leave my side like that."

"I won't." Carlisle swore. "I promise."

"My father came looking for me a few years after my mother's death. He was pleased to find me. He had two daughters, but no sons. He expected me to join him, as my sisters had. He was surprised I was not alone. My sisters are not venomous, but whether that's due to gender or a random chance. . . who knows? I already had my family with Huilen, and I was not interested in making a chance. I see him from time to time. I have a new sister; she reached maturity about ten years back."

"Your father's name?" Caius asked.

"Joham. He considers himself a scientists. He thinks he's creating a new super-race."

Caius turned to Bella, "Your daughter, is she venomous?"

"No." Bella responded.

Caius turned to me and Carlisle next and our arms tightened around each other automatically, "And your children?"

"No." I said firmly even though I truly didn't know the answer.

Caius looked to Aro. Aro wouldn't look at Caius, absorbed in his own thoughts most likely. He stared at Carlisle, and then me. Then Edward and then Bella. Caius literally growled and said, "We take care of the aberrations here, and then follow it south."

"Brother. There appears to be no danger. This is an unusual development, but I see no threat. These half-vampire children are much like us, it appears." Aro conceded.

"They are not all half-vampire." Caius pointed out, his eyes darting to me. I gritted my teeth. We were never going to win.

Aro studied Carlisle and I for a long moment and then said, "There is no danger."

"And this Joham? This immortal so fond of experimentation?" Caius demanded, eyes bulging like he'd thought Aro had gone soft. I wondered if he'd even paid attention to the fact that I let Vlad and Stefan kill him in a little water bubble.

"Perhaps we should speak with him." Aro assented.

"Stop Joham if you will. But leave my sisters be, they are innocent." Nahuel said in a flat voice.

Aro nodded.

"Dear ones. There is no danger here. We will not fight. . . today." Aro said.

Caius was the first to leave, storming away through the crowd. Jane and the others were quick to follow, although Marcus and Aro remained for a moment later. Suddenly, they were all gone with vampiric speed, leaving the field empty of any enemies.

"We have them on the run, now is the time to attack." Vladimir said.

"Not today." Carlisle said, swinging me off my feet to give me the biggest kiss he'd ever given me in public. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you too." I murmured, kissing him back.

He put me back on my feet and I clapped Vlad on the shoulder, "But it was almost satisfying seeing it play out in the head, no?"

Vlad grinned, "You are one powerful woman, that's for sure."

"You are all fools!" Stefan complained, "The Volturi might be gone, but they will never forget what happened here."

Carlisle just smiled, a few people laughed, and then he pulled me in for another kiss. The two Romanians were gone almost immediately.

I let go of Carlisle, hugging Seth and Leah tightly around their fluffy necks, "I am so glad you two aren't dead." I muttered.

They both nudged me with wet noses. Caroline and Samuel were by their side in an instant, throwing their small arms around them.

I searched out Marcel and Bree before finding Sam who was reigning his pack in so they could go home. He stopped when he saw me and became human. I flung my arms around him, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

"You're alright Davina." Sam said softly.

"What colour was I?" I questioned.

"White. Pure white. White as the snow, maybe whiter." Sam whispered. "There's never been a white wolf like that before." He paused and then added, "Then again, there has never been a pure black wolf before either."

I smirked, "Yin and yang brother."

"Do you think they'll come again?" Sam asked quietly.

"Yes." I said honestly, "But hopefully by that time, there won't even be a pack here and we'll have moved somewhere else. So you won't have to worry about this ever again."

Sam's eyes were sad as he brushed his thumb over my cheek, "I wish I could always protect you."

"I don't think she needs protection." Benjamin said from behind me. "That was some pretty wicked stuff."

I turned away from Sam slightly to grin at Benjamin and Tia. I jerked my chin a little, "What do you know. Amun stayed."

"And he survived." Benjamin pointed out.

I turned back to Sam, kissing his cheek, "I'll come down to the Rez when everything has calmed down, alright?"

He nodded, becoming a wolf once more as the other wolves started to head out.

I turned back to Benjamin. "You know," I said, smirking slightly, "You're pretty cute Ben."

"Oh really?" Ben asked with a grin.

I had long established with Tia that I had no romantic feelings for Ben and was simply teasing him.

"Yeah, but you know what?"

"Hmm?"

"I think you'd look better with yellow eyes."

Ben grinned, "Well, I think we might just give it a try." He pulled Tia to his side and I smiled gently.

"Good." I said. "Maybe everyone here will try and go for some yellow eyes."

"Maybe." Benjamin said, looking around.

Suddenly- everything felt lighter.

I pulled Tia in for a hug, and then Benjamin. "I hope we get to see each other some day. Under better circumstances of course."

"Likewise." Tia said softly.

"Well maybe we can all have one big happy Christmas get together every year." Garrett said, strutting over with Kate on his arm.

"I see you finally got yourself a girl." I quipped.

"She's not British." Garrett pointed out.

I grinned, shaking my head.

I could tell Carlisle was eavesdropping and I did an exaggerated sigh and said, "I so wish Vladimir had stayed. . . so many things I wanted to talk to him about."

Carlisle was there in a flash, arms wrapped around my waist, lips on the side of my neck, "You're horrible, you know that?"

I grinned, leaning into his embrace, "I know."

***

The next day I was down with Sam and the others at the beach. The six new werewolves that had joined were Christian, Clayton, Shaun, Raoul, Colby, and Ian. I was glad for their help yesterday.

But I mostly spent my time with Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry, Quil, Seth, and Leah. What I liked to call 'the original pack'.

I found that I could turn into a werewolf if I desired and that I had quite a bit of control over it. I doubted I would ever turn again.

It was a lazy afternoon. The kids were running on the beach. Seth, Leah, and Quil watched with anxious eyes, but they really only needed to worry about Claire. Caroline, Samuel, and Niklaus didn't fall.

Meanwhile, I rested against Sam peacefully. I probably could've fallen asleep if I wasn't so worried about something magically happening to my kids.

And right on cue, Niklaus turned into a puppy like werewolf. The others heads spun to me.

I shrugged, "He can mimic anyones super power once he touches them. He's been bragging about this one all last night when he found out he could do it."

"What about the other two?" Leah asked with both curiosity and fear. "Will they be able to turn?"

"Maybe when they get older." I said, resting back against Sam. He wrapped an arm around me, his warmth was comforting. His familiarity was relieving.

I thought back to my first day in Forks. Innocently wishing I could be a vampire and werewolf hybrid, becoming friends with the Cullens first before they moved into the 'kid' zone for me. Meeting Carlisle, so determined to hate him because of Karen and yet- we were married with three kids now.

I chuckled and Sam looked down at me. "What?"

"Just thinking." I whispered.

Sam looked back out over the ocean, "Me too." 

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I Will Always be Able to Find You

Demetri x Fem reader

Warnings: Mentions of death, angst, friends to lovers, fluff A/N: This takes place before Demetri was turned but it takes place in the 15th century (I know thats not when he was turned). I made reader from a Latin heritage, its not exactly specified but the word tito and tita are mention (Its a nickname for grandpa and grandma in Spanish). Also the instrument that Demetri plays is called a Vihuela, it is said it was mostly used in Spain and Italy and develop mid 15th century but in this case it somehow got to Greece 🤷‍♀️. Also the song I used in this is called "I love you too much" from Book of Life. Here are the links if you want to hear it English or Spanish. Enjoy💙

Word Count: 2k+

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(These are just some reference pictures on what i was picturing during some scenes)

Flashback

Age 5

“You can't catch me metri!”

He is almost as fast as my brother Orion but I believe Orion is fast because he has long legs and is rather tall. Maybe if I were taller I could run fast. I kept running as fast as my little legs could carry but I felt a touch on my back. I stop running and see a blur of blonde hair run off into the distance. 

“Not fair your taller than me”

He’s only a head taller than me but he is the fastest boy in town. I chased after him as our laughter fills the atmosphere of my tita’s backyard. I love my tita’s house, there is so much space to run around, enough room to play with my best friend Demetri. He happened to be my neighbor. One day when I was sitting in the doorsteps of my house I saw another child sitting on his doorsteps like me. He looked at me and gave me a silly look, it made me giggle. I in return did a silly face and from that our friendship blossomed. We would play for hours, from fighting with sticks we found on our walk to my tita’s house, to him being a type of monster chasing after me. 

We would stay at my tita’s house while she made us her famous “chocolate caliente”, it was always freshly made. Just the scent would send me and Metri running to her little kitchen.

Age 10

Holding my breath is harder than it should be. I ran a good distance from my tita’s house to get a good hiding spot. Metri was always a good seeker, but he is also a really good hider, it would take me a while to find him. It was not until I was in tears and begging Demitri to come out of his hiding spot that I was able to find him, he would tease me saying what a baby I am. 

“How do you even find me, I thought for sure I had you”

With his sweet smile he would reply “I will always be able to find you”

He would go hunting with his dad and my older brother sometimes throughout the year, they would be gone for as long as 2 weeks. In that time I would miss him, I had no one to play with but my tita would distract me with stories and we would carve animal figures out of wood. My tito and I would do that along with Metri until he passed away. I never knew how he passed away, even as I got older my brother never told me and tita didn't tell me either. I just remember having to wear a black rebozo my brother got me from one of his trips to the other lands. Demetri was with me the whole time, he even pulled me away and we went to go play in the nearby woods.

Age 15

As me and Demitri got older we started to have more interest in other stuff. We stopped playing hide and seek but instead we would read books. My brother got us a book on constellations, he always brought us a different book each time he returned from his trips. My favorite being about flowers, actually when I got that book Demetri started calling me tulip. I ask him why once 

“Because your one in a million”

I thought he was being romantic but he said he only views me as his best friend. Since we got that book on constellations me and him would spend hours at night outside my tita’s house. My mission is to locate the Lupus constellation while Demetri wants to locate the Draco constellation. We have been searching each night for the past months, it's a bit difficult because we have no idea how to do this and we are not exactly experts. Demetri has managed to locate other constellations which I envy a bit but I can see in his eyes that he is passionate about the stars. 

The particular night of my brothers funeral, me and Demetri were as always laying in the grass but I wasn't really paying attention to the sky until Demetri exclaimed with excitement 

“Tulip look, I found the Lupus constellation, and look it's even near the Orion constellation”

I saw where he was pointing and small tears started to fall, he’s right, near the Orion constellation. It's like If my brother wanted me to find it. 

I think I might be falling for my best friend...

Age 18

Since that night I started to develop small feelings for him, feelings of wanting to be more than best friends with him. He knows me better than anyone, and with that sweet smile of his he makes me feel warm inside. But the way his voice sounds makes me want to create a bubble so only I can hear it. It's husky but sweet at the same time but what if he only sees me as a friend and just a friend? When we would go to town to buy some items for my tita I would see how the other girls our age look at him, of course he’s gorgeous, Apollo himself should envy him.

I have heard those said girls say that he is the reincarnation of the Greek god Apollo himself. I of course cannot disagree. He really is a handsome man, he is like sunshine in human form, his eyes when the sun hits them would sparkle an olive green. 

The way the ocean needs the moon, Demetri needs the sun, that's when he truly shines. His pearly white teeth are as white as the seashells we would pick at the beach. His hair almost looks made of gold, and his physique has been built nicely recently for the months of working with his dad either by the dock or how he would carry the latest kill from his hunting trip on his well built shoulders. A truly beautiful man, handcrafted by the gods indeed.

As I was getting ready for bed I heard a soft strum of a Vihuela. Music has always been a part of my life thanks to my tita, but who is playing it at such an hour? As if on cue I heard the sweet voice of my childhood best friend singing from the heart.

“I love you too much To live without you loving me back I love you too much Heaven's my witness and this is a fact”

I walk to my opened window to see him there strumming the Vihuela expertly, he looks perfect with the moonlight shining on him. I didn't even know he knew how to play it.

“I know I belong

When I sing this song

There's love above love and it's ours

'Cause I love you too much”

“I live for your touch

I whisper your name night after night

I love you too much

There's only one feeling and I know is right”

“I know I belong

When I sing this song

There's love above love and it's ours

'Cause I love you too much”

As he finished his song I wiped some small tears I didn't even realize were released, he smiled lovenly at me. I ran out of my room to where he stood and he pulled me into a soft tender kiss. His arms that were wrapped around me felt like they were meant to be there, they snapped into place like two puzzle pieces. His lips even fit perfectly against mine. When we pulled away I said to him in a soft voice

“I love you too much Demetri”

But like any fairy tale, they must end. We only got to spend one night together as one united soul because the next day he was off with his father on a grand voyage to some far out land. He tried to convince me to go with him but I said I had to watch over my tita who is already old and not in a state to be left alone. If only I went with him…

Present

Age 20

It’s been two years since I last saw Demetri, my heart has not stopped calling out to him. I catch myself humming an all too familiar tune from that night. But the words have been slowly slipping, the only phrase I can remember the rhythm to is “I love you too much”. The tears that have escaped me would be enough to create a water canal that can save the drying garden of my tita. The two of us have even moved to another town, thinking that would help me get out of this heavy cloud of sorrow but how can one forget their true love? How can someone move on when their heart calls to one person and only them?

I even have had suitors sent my way but none of them can even compare to him. He was in my life for 13 years, if only I had confessed sooner about my love for him. Maybe he would have not taken that trip and he would have stayed with me. We could have gotten married, had children, grown old, seen our children have children and then one day be buried side by side along with our other loved ones. But no, life took away the only person I truly loved, life first took my parents, then my tito, then my brother and now Demetri.

Oh Demetri…It hurts to say his name sometimes. Everywhere I go, I'm reminded of the man who has my heart. Nobody knew what happened, there were speculations that maybe everyone on that ship was killed at sea. But can someone explain to me, what do I take for the sorrow? My body walks alone, my soul went with him the minute he left but it's not his fault why I feel like this, I just never got used to the feeling of being separated from him. 

I would sit at my balcony every night hoping for some miracle that he would be there on the pavement smiling up at me like that night. At night is when that song plays in my head the most, how his voice felt like a spell. Sometimes I think that he never existed, that he was a figment of my imagination. I like to believe I'm still dreaming and when I wake up he will be there with the sun hitting him, making his irises basically glow a lighter shade of olive green. But that only hurts more when I wake up and I'm faced with the hard reality. 

Even if he somehow came back, how will he find me? I moved to another town, it took about three days to get here. I missed my old town, the memories I have built there with Demetri is everything I have of him. As of now I am getting ready for bed in slow manner, it's not my favorite part of the day because that is when I am truly alone with my own thoughts and feelings. And once again I am humming to the line of our song. I try to remember the rest to it when suddenly I hear once again the voice of an angel with the Vihuela accompanying said voice

“I know I belong When I sing this song There's love above love and it's ours 'Cause I love you too much”

Can it be? Do my ears deceive me? I run to my balcony but don't see him yet until I hear our song change chorus a bit.

“Heaven knows your name, I've been praying To have you come here by my side Without you, a part of me is missing Just to make you my own, I will fight”

My eyes widen at the sight of him, dressed in foreign robes with the moonlight hitting him perfectly as always. My true love is there singing once again.

“I know I belong When I sing this song There's love above love and it's ours 'Cause I love you too much”

He walks up my little steps to my balcony as he’s still singing, up close I can see the face I've been dreaming of for the past two years. His eyes still sparkle but wait they aren't that olive green I love so much, no they're red instead. 

“I love you too much I love you too much Heaven's my witness and this is a fact You live in my soul Your heart is my goal There's love above love and it's mine 'cause I love you There's love above love and it's yours 'cause I love you There's love above love and it's ours if you love me As much”

As he finished the song he was already in front of me with his sweet smile he would give me since we were children. He wiped away my tears and he pulled me into an all too familiar kiss, full of love and tenderness. But it's slightly different. His lips are cold this time, nevertheless his lips feel like home, I know I belong to him.

We pull away, instead of asking where he was or what happened to him I ask 

“How did you find me?”

“I will always be able to find you my love”

Just with that we are now able to spend forever as it was always meant to be. 

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it, this one is hands down my favorite one, the song I used is so sweet, well I think the Spanish version is better in my opinion.

[ariesqueencobra]

what we used to be | XVl

Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Summary: Moon is throwing a party and the last person you expect to see there is there...

Warnings: dojo rivalry, swearing, underage drinking, bullying, injury

Word Count: 3k

A/N: I've been waiting for this chapter! One of my favorite Hawk moments so it was fun writing! Also a longer chapter! Hope you enjoy!

Thank you to those who already reblog and comment, I see you and I love you all for it!

I don't consent to this work being copied, translated or reposted.

Moon was throwing a party before the school year started. 

You walked into the party alongside your friends, but everyone stopped when you realized Cobra Kai was there. Your gaze landed briefly on Eli’s before you forced yourself to look away. 

You hadn’t seen him since the day at the restaurant. 

It pissed you off that it hurt seeing him. You missed him. 

Moving your gaze didn’t make you feel better when they landed on Aisha. You didn’t think breaking up with Eli meant throwing away the rest of Cobra Kai, but then again, you did join Miyagi-Do.

After she abruptly ended the phone call a couple of weeks ago, the tension was there as you stared at your ex-friend.

Thankfully, Moon appeared, cutting it.

“Glad you guys made it,” she grinned. “Kegs are out back, drinks are in the kitchen, and the vegan pigs in a blanket just got out of the oven,” she said. 

“You never said anything about inviting Cobra Kai,” Sam said, saying what you were all thinking.

“I figured with summer ending and school starting up, we could all stop fighting and be friends again,” she said hopefully.

“That’s wishful thinking,” Sam brushed off.

“Let’s all clear our chakras and have some fun!” Moon encouraged before she walked off.

You gazed at Demitri, hiking your shoulders up before you walked further into the house, needing to escape Eli. 

That’s how you found yourself talking with Moon. You were sitting on the other side of the room and Eli was on the couch. Even though his presence was magnetizing, your conversation with her was distracting enough.

“I swear I was a dewdrop, I was literally sitting on a blade of grass, the sun hitting on me,” she emphasized, gripping your arm. 

You were doubled over laughing at her recounting the dream she had. “I’m sorry, I’m just picturing your face on a dew drop like the Sun baby from Teletubbies,” you giggled, causing her to laugh along.

“That’s exactly how it went,” she giggled. 

In the process of you laughing, you glanced up, finding Eli talking to a girl. 

There he was, oozing with the confidence you fell in love with as he spoke to her. The bubble in your stomach unnerved you and you despised it. You weren’t supposed to be jealous but then again, you weren’t together anymore. It didn’t matter.

“Oh, great! My girlfriend’s here!” Moon beamed. “You’re gonna love her!” She tapped you on the arm before she walked over to the girl Eli was talking to. 

A breath of relief escaped you.

For the next hour or so, you spent the entire time chatting it up with Moon and her girlfriend, Piper. The couple was so cute and you enjoyed getting to talk to people outside of karate. Something that had been a while since you last did.

Unbestowent to you, Eli was watching you have the time of your life without him. 

You weren’t supposed to have moved on so easily. 

He held on to that hope that you were heartbroken, unable to let go of what you had. That’s what his mom told him after she had talked to your mom. What happened since then?

Keeping his gaze on you, he tried distractions. Whether it was a dance circle or talking with Assface, nothing was working. His eyes kept training on you.

You kept laughing, so much. What could be so captivating that you were so invested in conversing with Moon?

Eli hated it. 

He watched as Piper showed her ear piercings to you, your eyes tracing over the jewels and you began gesturing to your ear, most likely asking what kind of piercings would look good on you. 

He knew that’s what you asked because he knows you.

Then Demitri sat beside him. 

“Did you watch the new Doctor Who trailer?” He asked.

“I don’t watch nerd shit,” Eli grumbled, sipping from his cup, brushing his gaze away from his ex-best friend.

“Y’know Moffat isn’t the showrunner anymore,” Demitri continued to talk.

Eli paused. “Wait, really, since when? Is there a new doctor, what’s he like?” He grew interested, not realizing it had been a while since he’d watched his favorite shows.

“She’s badass,” Demitri smirked.

“She?” Eli grinned.

Your giggling drew his attention away and suddenly he was back to being Hawk.

“She’s moved on,” Demitri said, sighing, feeling bad for him but at the same time he was proud of you for doing so. “She’s made it obvious she doesn’t want to be with you anymore.”

“Defeat does not exist,” Eli ignored him.

“There’s that winning attitude that pushed her away in the first place,” he sighed. “Look at her, she’s grown, she’s happy, she found peace, maybe it’s time you found some too,” he patted him on the shoulder. 

“Oh yeah?” Eli smirked before he stood up, pouring his drink over Demitri’s head.

The partygoers gasped and you turned just in time to see it happen. 

“That’s what I thought, still a pussy,” he threw his empty cup at Demitri before walking off.

You caught his eyes for a moment, sending him a disappointed look before rushing off to check on Demitri. 

“Do you want to head out of here?” You asked, helping him pat dry his shirt. 

“I’m gonna get cleaned up in the bathroom,” he grumbled before walking off.

You blew out a breath, dumping the towels in the trash. You shook your head, shocked at what Eli did but could you say you were surprised? 

“I knew I was right when I said you chose Demitri over me,” Eli appeared at your side. “Now you joined Miyagi-Do?” 

“What’s it to you? We’re broken up,” you spat, wiping your hands.

“It means everything, you weren’t supposed to choose that pussy over me,” he furrowed his brows. 

“And you weren’t supposed to hurt me,” you sneered. “Guess we did things we weren’t supposed to do,” you swallowed. 

“I still stand by what I say, I would never hurt you,” he blocked your path.

“You hurt me every time you hurt Demitri,” you gritted. “What do you want Eli?” 

“You,” he answered, point blankly. “Come back where you belong, with me.” 

“Stop it,” you shook your head. “I’m better now, okay?” You crossed your arms over your chest.

His jaw clenched. “Being a traitor made you better?” 

“I don’t have to explain anything to you,” you gritted, stalking close to him. “You were the one that decided being an asshole was better,” you jabbed a finger in his chest. “You put your ego over our relationship,” you spat. 

He was irritated. “And you chose that pussy over us, many times if you don’t recall,” he inhaled. 

“Seems like I made the right choice then,” you fumed, feeling proud in the way his eyes flashed with hurt. Serves him right. Keeping your gaze locked on his, you searched desperately for a sign of your Eli, but he was gone. “I don’t even recognize you anymore,” you shook your head, a sting forming in the back of your eyes.

You went upstairs, finding the bathroom but you were curious when you couldn’t find Demitri. Deciding it best to find him after you composed yourself, you found your way back downstairs just in time to see Demitri on stage, a mic in his hand.

“Excuse me,” he said, the mic sounding off some feedback. “I’d like to make a toast,” he sounded boisterous, a contrast from his state a few moments prior. “To Eli Moskowitz,” he raised his cup in the air.

You exhaled in worry as the room questioned who that was.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Demitri laughed. “Some of you know him as Hawk,” he said, gesturing to your ex. “But underneath that crazy clown cosplay and whatever type of Manic Panic he dumps his hair in, he’s still good old Eli. My Binary Brother,” he stated.

You gulped, glancing at Eli, finding him to be angry. 

“Well, he was my binary brother. Wanna know what he is now? A real zero,” he gestured. 

The room of people erupted in soft laughter.

“Alright that’s enough Demitri,” Eli gritted.

“Don’t let that angry red hairdo fool you. He’s a big softie,” Demitri mimicked. “We watched every Harry Potter movie together. And he cried like a big baby when Dobby died,” he elaborated, imitating sobbing.

You furrowed your brows, not recalling a memory of when that happened. 

“In the words of Eli’s hero, Steve Jobs, “I’ve got one more thing”,” Demitri continued. “Have any of you heard of sleep enuresis?” 

“Don’t,” Eli pleaded. 

Your heartbeat picked up, confusion filling you as you didn’t understand what your friend was talking about. 

“That’s the medical term of course. In the King’s English, it’s good old-fashioned bed-wetting,” Demitri said, the room erupting in laughter. “And Eli here is a pro,” he clicked his tongue, snapping at Eli. “My mom had a special air mattress for sleepovers, she called it “Eli’s waterbed”.”

Your heart dropped and you sent a worried glance at Eli, unaware of anything Demitri said. The room erupted in laughter and you wanted so much to stop it.

“Screw mercy. You’re a corpse!” Eli shoved his cup into Mitch, charging towards Demitri but Chris blocked him.

“You’re gonna have to go through me,” he said. 

“Stay out of it,” Mitch defended. 

“Hey, don’t touch him,” Robby entered.

“Or what?” Aisha taunted. 

“Guys, stop, we’re friends,” Moon stood between them.

The tension could be cut with a knife and you were about to go in and help but police sirens were heard, red and blue flashing through the windows. 

“Cops!” Someone shouted. 

Chaos ensued and you were quick to run towards Demitri but by the time you got to the stage, he was gone.

“Great,” you slapped your hands against your thighs before you booked it for an escape. You were running out of the house but through the mayhem, someone pushed you and you fell right on the lawn, pain spreading in your ankle. “Shit,” you hissed. 

“Y/N?” You heard Eli’s voice and before you could speak, he was already hoisting you up on your feet. 

You cried out in pain putting weight on your right foot, almost falling again if it wasn’t for him. 

“Woah, what the hell happened?” He asked before wrapping your arm around his neck, his arm wrapping around your waist as he helped you keep the weight off your ankle. 

“I was pushed,” you huffed, trying to book it out of there as fast as you could. 

“I parked a couple of blocks from here, I’ll drive you home,” he said now that you were a few houses down. 

“I can’t go home,” you sucked in a breath. “I left my keys in my jacket in Moon’s room and I can’t tell my dad I left them there because the cops showed up,” you hopped, keeping your bad foot in the air. 

“I’ll take the blame,” he said. 

“I wish, but my parents aren’t even there,” you stated. “They went on an anniversary getaway in Santa Barbra and won’t be home until the morning.” 

“I’ll take you to my place,” he said, making it to the car and opening the door for you, helping you inside. 

“Thanks, Eli,” you gulped, keeping your gaze ahead of you. 

The drive was silent but not awkward. 

“My dad’s working late and my mom is at her book club,” he said, unlocking the front door. 

You had your arm wrapped around his neck, limping into his house. You missed coming over, the smell of his home. That ache in your chest returned.

“Just one step at a time,” he encouraged as you hopped on each step, one hand on the railing and the other around him.

You relaxed when you made it to his bed. 

“I’ll be back,” he left you in his room, and you looked around, having not been here in a long time.

One thing you noticed was the posters of his favorite movies and video games were no longer up, replaced with different punk posters and bands. You didn’t care for the change, really, if he truly liked those things, it wasn’t a problem. 

When you noticed the photos of you and Demitri weren’t hung up anymore, your heart fell but you saw he still had your art hung up. 

The card you made for him after he got bit by the rabid dog, the hawk painting you gave him for your anniversary, and the other ones you’ve created over the years. 

“Here,” he came back into the room and sat on the bed, handing you a bag of ice. “You need to ice it before you compress it,” he explained.

“Thank you,” you took the bag from him, untying your shoe and carefully taking your sock off. “It’s swollen, right?”

He stared at the tender skin. “The ice should help, but I don’t see any bruising so I’m sure tomorrow you’ll feel better,” he reassured.

You nodded, silence consuming you again. 

He was sitting by your foot on the bed, his elbows resting on his knees as he stared forward. 

You studied him, outlining the curves of his profile. 

The arch of his nose, his long lashes, his lips, those blue eyes. 

Gulping, you turned away, your face becoming hot. “You still have my art on your wall,” you pointed out, wanting the silence to end.

He glanced at the wall, face softening. “I need to be reminded that we were good before,” he answered, slightly cold before glancing at you.

You sighed. “We were,” you chewed on your lip, shifting the ice pack on your ankle. 

“You still wear the bracelet I gave you,” he pointed, gaze on your wrist. 

You froze, glancing down at where he was looking, realizing for the first time that it was true. 

“I can’t come up with a good reason as to why,” you moved a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“Because your heart knows we belong together,” he said, staring at you.

“Eli,” you shook your head.

“No. We love each other, shouldn’t that be enough?” 

“No,” your voice cracked. “I wish it were but we’re so different now, I can’t date a bully after going through the hell that I watched you go through and what I did as well,” you glanced down.

“Kinda hypocritical to say that after what your friend did to me at the party,” his jaw ticked, turning away from you.

“That’s not fair. Should he have done it? No, but you attacked him, Eli,” you said. “Over a review,” you stated.

“Not this bullshit again,” he rolled his eyes, standing up.

“Okay, fine, I won’t talk about it,” you leaned back against his pillows, letting the ice pack rest on your ankle. “I didn’t know he’d do that,” you spoke up. “I didn’t know that happened,” your gaze softened at him.

“Yeah, now what? You think I’m a loser, don’t you?” He gulped.

“No,” you furrowed your brows. “The only thing that makes me think you’re a loser is being a bully,” you frowned, arms crossed over your chest. “And I know that’s not you.”

“This is me,” he defended. “And it sucks that the one person I care about the most can’t see that,” he spat before getting up and walking out of his room.

You called after him, feeling helpless as you were left on the bed, your ankle radiating with pain. You stayed there for what felt like forever but then Eli came back in, carrying a tray in his hands. 

“It’s been twenty minutes,” he said, setting the tray on the nightstand. 

Your gaze followed the tray and found two plates with a sandwich and some chips, two cups with some drink in it, a bottle of Ibuprofen, a wrap, and some type of topical gel. Your heart melted, from thinking he blew you off to knowing he got all this for you.

“You didn’t have to do this,” you gazed softly at him. 

“I care about you, Y/N. And I love you,” he glanced down at you, grabbing the wrap and topical gel. “I can do it if you can’t,” he handed you the gel. 

You smiled, thanking him as you took it. Taking the ice off, you wipe the water off before uncapping the gel and applying the anti-inflammatory gel on your skin. Instantly, you could feel the relief. When it came to the wrap, you were having trouble. 

“Here,” he took it from you, moving to sit at your feet.

“You don’t have to,” you declined but he placed your foot in his lap. 

“Let me help you,” he brushed you off.

You sighed as you watched him wrap your ankle. 

His touch was gentle and his movements soft. 

You couldn’t help the way your heart soared, seeing a side of Eli you missed so much. 

“Not too tight?” He asked and you shook your head. “You should eat before you take the pain medication,” he said, pulling you out of your thoughts.

You agreed, asking for help to the bathroom to wash your hands before you settled back on the bed. You watched a show while eating, something comforting in the domesticity before you grew tired.

“You don’t have to take the medication if you don’t want it,” he said, sitting next to you on the bed. 

You were resting against the headboard, your faces inches apart. “It hurts, so I do,” you passed him a grin. “Thank you, Eli,” you said, taking the medication.

“You’re welcome,” he took the bottle and glass from you. “I’m gonna sleep on the couch, but call if you need anything,” he looked at you.

You nodded, chewing on your lip.

“Eli?” You asked.

“Yeah?” He stopped from getting up, staring at you expectedly.

“I love you too,” you admitted. “Before, you said you love me and well, I wanted you-”

You couldn’t finish your sentence as his lips landed on yours. Your eyes flew closed and you sighed into the kiss, finding home again. 

His hand gently reached up to cup your face and for once, things felt like normal.

But the feeling was brief and you fell back to Earth.

“I can’t, Eli,” you licked your lips, pulling away.

He shook his head, hand still on you. “I never wanted to break up.”

“Neither did I,” you rested your forehead against him before you bid each other goodnight. 

[phoniexrose02]

Call him Daddy

Miguel Diaz x Black!Reader

Black & Brown 🤎

Smutt🍼💍

"Miggy Could you see yourself with Kids?" He Blushed and Quickly looked in your Direction."Wha...Um Why?" He looked Almost Shocked you two had just started 11th Grade and Were no Where Near ready for a Baby."Shit Miguel Calm Down I'm just asking I swear" you giggle as he holds his Chest in Relief."Oook I mean I have to Expand my family Some How Right?" He looked right at you giving Shy smile, Which you returned. "Right" You two made a Promise to Be as Careful as Possible until you two Were Ready.

After Graduation you two got more handsy, But still Safe. It wasn't until a few years later that you'd both Decided it might to time to tie the knot.

"Shit I didn't think you were Serious!" Robby Smiled as he and the other Boys Examined the Ring."That physical therapist Job must Pay well" Demitri Chuckled out ." Hell Yea it is! Look at that Diamond!" As Eli went to Reach Miguel quickly Closed the Box and Shoved it into his Pocket."Mm'Thinkin' Today? Maybe our first night in the new place" The boys Nodded in agreement." Hawk Over Here!" The boys attention Was now on On the Girls: Tory, Yas, Y/n, And Pregnant Moon ." I still can't believe there's already gonna be a Baby Hawk" Robby Giggled out in Disbelief, They all Watch them Look and Pick at Baby Clothes."That's what I get For Hitting it Raw, Feels so Damn Good tho~"

Hm

Miguel felt his Cheeks warm as he watched you look threw Baby Clothes,He wanted to know what you'd look like all Round and Plump with his babies. He Knew he was Supposed to be Celebrating with his Buddies But he Couldn't help Keep his hands off you. He'd rest his hands on your Waist, Holding you Close to him While you Looked with the others."Isn't this Cute Miguel?" He Hummed in agreement Running his hands Down your Curves, he let his hands Roam your Soft Belly and Hips."You know I think The Movers Should be Done By now Mi amor~" You frown and Look back up to him."But We just got here Miggy!" His Grip on your Hips Tightened and he Nibbled at your Ear."We've been shopping for hours.You just now Got to the baby section."

"Why'd u want me to Leave so Bad huh?" You start to Grind your Ass against him Only for him to Dig his hands into Hips."Why are you looking at Baby Clothes?" You stayed Silent and Shrugged your Shoulders.

"Thinking about babies Huh?" He Kissed Behind your Ear Making you shiver." I swear I was just Looking, We're no Where Near Ready for Babies" He gave another Wet kiss at your Ear before Whispering." I don't see Why not, Amor~" He Moaned The last Word Making you Shivered and finally turn to him."Are you Sure, Once we start there is no going back?" He Nodded pulling you into a Kiss."Hey Guys Me and Miguel are gonna Head home, Make sure it Looks Good for the Housewarming. We'll see you there?" They All Agree Before Miguel quickly pulled you Both Out to the Parking lot.

"Shit Amor!~" He Moaned, Comfortably Sat on your New Sofa in nothing more than a Pink Robe He'd Bought from the mall Earlier, You Gagged on His Cock Staring like a Predator as you Swallowed him down. Miguel wasn't a Complete Sub but seeing you Suck out his Soul made him Weak. His Grip Tightened on the Soft Cushions as you Moaned and Played with his Balls.

"Fuck Mamí! You...you gotta stop!~" He Grabbed at your Messy Jaw before Slowly pulling you off with a Twitch."I'm only Bussin' in that Pussy today Baby~" He pulled you into his Lap and the two of you share a Sloppy Kiss, He stood up Wrapping your Legs around his Waist an Carried you To your Shared Bedroom, He'd Tossed you onto the bed before Stripping from the Robe.

His Beautiful Naked Skin Glowed against the Warm light of the room, You Spread your Legs an Play with your Messy Pussy. He bit his lip and Crawled between your Legs. He kissed at your thighs he Gently Moved your hand before giving your pussy a long awaited lick, your hand Relocated to his Hair as he Secured his Place in between his thighs.

The Sloppy noises that echoed around the Room only Made you Jerk harder in his Grasp, He Gave Full Contact as your Mess Leaked Down his Beard Soaked it."Fuck, i want it Migs! Please Fill me up~" He Giggled Before Giving your Clit a Few Flicks."Ok Pretty Girl~" He gave your Clit one last kiss before trailing them up your stomach, He Finally Locked Lips with you Letting you taste yourself. "You Ready Mamí? once I feel it Raw I might not wanna Stop~" You gave him a Confident Smile Before Turning over and Shoving your Face into your Pillows. You Shoved you ass onto his Hard Dick Earning a Pleased Moan From Him."I'm Ready Papí~" He Gripped your ass Basically Drooling at the Mouth, You Felt his Hot Tip Catch your Entrance."Please Papí~ I'm aching For it Please!~" he Growled Slowly Sinking into your Warm Walls."Ooh Shit Y/n/n~" your Sure his Grip on your hips Could Bruise, Usually He couldn't Contain Himself Whenever you pulled the ol Face Down ass Up Technique, an today was no Different.

Except Feeling you Raw made him Feel like a Demon, When his Snapped his Hips into yours once more an you Couldn't Hold your in your Moans. His thrust Her Gentle, Almost too Gentle. Like he was Holding Back, So you Decided to Egg him on a Little by a Playful Tease." Come on Migs~ First time no Condom and you Fuck Like this?? I thought you wanted to put a Baby in me~" you Reached between your Legs an Massage at his Balls and Whirling your hips. He shoved you Back into the Bed Before giving you a particularly Hard Thrust that Made you Spine Tingle, He had Taken your Beautiful Dreads in Between his Fingers as he Leaned over to Whisper in your Ear."I'm Being Gentle for your Sake Princess, But if you want it Rough I'll Give it To ya~" You Whined as he Started slamming into you, his Thrust Shook the Bed and you Laid a Fuck Doll for him to Play with.

"You Gon Make me a Daddy Baby? Hum?"

Mhm!~

He pulled Himself from you Oozing Pussy, an you were Roughly Turned on your Back Where you got a Front Seat Row on his Beautiful Body. His Brown Abs Were Glowing With his Sweat and his Cream Covers Cock Laid on your Stomach, His Tips red Ready to Burst."i wanna Look at my pretty Mama~" He Shoved himself back inside, his Expression Relieved as he Started his brutal Thrust once again. You'd Wrapped your arms around his Shoulders leaving Love bites Everywhere you could access Only Fueling the Fire, he Gripped your LoveHandles Tightly an Picked up the Pace Driving you Over the Edge." Oh Fuck Miguel~ Please Fill me up!~" His Thrust became uneven as your Walls Tried to suck him Dry, he let out a Loud throaty Groan as his Warm Seed Coated your Insides. He'd Shoved you Both Further into the Bed as he tried to catch his Breathe.

You felt Full~

Both you and Miguel had Felt a bit of a Barrier Because of The Condoms. It just felt like you could be closer, an today you Were~

He slowly Pulled from you Creamed walls, Both of you Marveling at the Mess you Made."You good?" You Nodded an he slipped on a Tank before pulling the Robe back onto his shoulders, The Fabric soft Immediately Reminding him Why he Bought it."You know you Look like a Daddy in that Thing" he Giggled, Miguel couldn't Wait to see you Round Tummy and Milky Tits, Plus he basically Got to hit it raw Until the Stick Blue.

So...Why not Put a Ring on it. Make it official.

"We still have Time before Their Here, wanna Go another Round?"

"I actually had something else in mind..." he pulled a Small Box From the Bag Before Sitting back in the Bed Next to you." I've been Raking my Head all Week Just thinking about this moment, and what'd id Say even Longer. But now that We're ready for Kids, I think We're Ready for Marriage" Your Ears Perked as you sat up and leaned against his Back, you stared at the Box with a Bright smile."Of course I'll Marry you Miguel~" He Blushed and Giggles as you reached for the small Box."I haven't even Asked you Yet!" He pulled away Opening the Box and Presenting the Pretty Ring to his Beloved.

"Mi vida y alma~ will you make me a Happy Husband and Father for the Rest of my Life?~"

"Forever and Always Mi Corazón" He smiled an slipped the Ring Onto your finger, Sealing the Deal with a Long Passionate Kiss.

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An: Almost Deleted, Shi been in my Draft Since July 😬

[gemini-sensei]

Sweet and shy chubby gf who's attitude does a complete 180 when someone has the nerve to talk shit to or about her lovely boys Eli and Demitri. They have no idea where this attitude came from but you can consider them confused, a little scared, and ~definitely~ horny as the watch her verbally destroy whoever opened their mouth

Oh geez, when their sweet girlfriend turns into a complete demon just to defend them, they're so confused and horny. She's so scary whilst berating and destroying the hopes and dreams of whoever decided to open their mouth. They wanna laugh and make fun of her sweet, nerdy, adorable boyfriends? Hahaha try again. She's going to make them reconsider their life decisions.

Meanwhile, Demetri and Eli are staring at her, watching the show as they try to work out their emotions. They're definitely a little scared. Their girlfriend changed personalities at the drop of a hat just for their sake. They're definitely confused because they had no idea she could be such a way. Like, what? Horny? You know it because no one has ever defended them in such a way and it's super hot. Like, holy shit 🥵🥵 they want her so bad once she's done verbally castrating the bullies that had just snickered and called them names whilst passing them in the hall.

They're awkwardly standing behind her, Eli trying to use his sweater to cover his boner. When Reader turns around to go back to them, she's back to smiling sweetly and shyly. She walks over and almost doesn't notice their shift in demeanor. She just asks, "Are you guys okay?"

She's so sweet but now they know about this other side of her that will vehemently defend them in such a way, things are a little different now. They're all over her, Demetri standing close to hide his boner with her body, telling her how cool that was. Eli hides his flustered face in her shoulder, whispering about how hot it was, he's so shy and worried she'll take it the wrong way.

Reader just gets shy and stampers a bit. "What- huh? Oh, that? That... that was nothing really... I mean... yeah..."

They kiss her on the cheeks even though they wanna do more to her and let her know it. Demetri not-so-shyly presses his hard on against her hip while holding her around her chubby waist and Eli gropes her belly while still hiding his face. They saw her fearless angry side and it awakened something inside of them, started a fire that only she can douse.

Now she's the one who's a little confused but also flattered. She thinks she looks like an angry fat woman when she gets huffy and angry, but her guys like that? They like it when she's loud and mean to their bullies? As Eli whimpers in her ear because he's rubbing his hard on against her thick thigh, she can't help get flustered and remember they're in public...

"You guys... we can't do this here..." she whispers shyly. She's back to her usual self, which they love just as much as the new side they were just introduced to.

Demetri whines. "Then let's go somewhere where we can."

They're too horny to think about anything else but her, so they wanna thank her for defending them in such a hot and passionate way 😏

[secretkittywolf]

Cobra Kai but as Incorrect Quotes

Tory: Hey-

Sam: Hi. Hello. What do you want?

Tory: Thank you, Sam. I love how you just ruined my introduction

Sam: Well your face ruined my day, so we'll call it even

Hawk: Sounds like he's against Nazis so... why not hear him out?

Demitri: That cannot be where the bar is

Tory: Did I screw everything up?

Sam: No. I threw out your vote so you couldn't do that

Tory: I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about me behind your back

Demitri: Oh I wouldn't talk about you behind your back. You would still hear everything I was saying. I would talk about you in another room

Tory: ... Fair enough

Demitri: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be?

Sam: Maybe a bit tipsy

Robby: Drunk

Tory: Wasted

Johnny: Dead

Sam: You read my diary?!

Tory: Well at first I didn't know it was your diary

Tory: I thought it was a sad, handwritten book

Miguel: Do you take constructive criticism?

Robby: I only take cash or credit

Johnny: So you're saying I'm supposed to squeeze the stress ball and not just throw it at whoever is stressing me out?

Daniel: *holding a bag of ice over his black eye*

Miguel: Yes

Demitri An apple a day keeps the doctor away! Hawk: An apple a day can keep anyone away if you throw it hard enough

Robby: I got suspended from school… Johnny: WHAT?!?! What did you do? Robby: My teacher pointed at me with a ruler, and he said “There is an idiot at the end of this ruler” Johnny: And…? Robby: I asked which end… Johnny, unable to contain his laughter: Okay, you just made my day

Miguel: I am darkness. I am power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am- Robby: A doll Tory: A cinnamon roll Sam: A sweetheart Miguel: Miguel: ...stop it

Demitri: What's the most illegal thing you can do with one dollar? Hawk: Exchange it for a hundred pennies, put them all in a sock, and then beat someone to death with it

Miguel: You know, there’s something weird going on with your face? Robby: What? Miguel: You’re smiling! I didn’t know you could do that

Hawk: I am a ninja Demitri: No, you’re not Hawk: Did you see me do that? Demitri: Do what? Hawk: Exactly

Miguel, points to Robby: He called me the B-word! Robby: Motherfucker doesn’t start with ‘b’

[slutforsnow]

Chapter 9

FIRST DAY FESTIVAL TIME :3

TW/CW: Possessive/obsessive Coryo murderous thoughts

When the train that weaved its way through the districts arrived at D2, Sunni practically leaped off the train and hugged her friends who were waiting at the station for her. The friend group was quite large, comprising of maybe 6 people.

"Cori, Sej, come here, you guys gotta meet my friends!!" She called, waving to the boys as they gathered their own + Sunni's luggage off the train.

Getting a closer look at Sunni's friend group, Coriolanus realized that she had a very mixed group of friends; black, white, desi, indian, boys, girls, androgynous, plus sized, and skinny friends. He didn't think negatively of that fact, though; he thought it was nice to see her have a large and very close group of friends. Most girls back at the Academy just just stick 1 to 3 people, and there'd be one poc at the most.

"Guys, this is Coriolanus Snow and Sejanus!" She introduced stepping to the side, allowing everyone to shake hands. "Cori, Sej, these are my friends Nero Amadeus; he/him, Maxima Benedictus; he/she/they, Nataila Catullus; any and neos, Viktor Dellis; he/it, Vivian Diamandis; she/her, and the twins Dele, & Demitri Chaconas!"

A chorus of hellos and heys and followed Sunnis friends as the boys shook hands and introduced themselves to Sunni's friends.

"So, Sunshine, how's the Capitol?" Maxima asked as the residents of District 2 led the Plinths + Coryo to the hotel where the Academy students would be staying.

"Uh, shiny," Sunni answered. "And there's more douchebags."

"Ha, fuckin' told you Vik!" Demitri interrupted, reaching over to smack Viktor in the back of the head. He simply ducked, snickering as they instead hit Sunni.

"Hey-!!"

"Sorry, Sun, Vik ducked!"

Nataila laughed to herself as Vivian and Dele shared a look that read "they're so childish".

As the group chatted excitedly about plans for the week and caught up, learning about the Capitol as well, Coryo was glaring daggers at one of the males; Nero Amadeus.

Nero had his hands in the pockets of his jacket as he listened to the chatter, smiling as Sunni. He was happy to see her so excited and to be reunited with her friends but Coryo didn't know why and I was determined to get a straight answer out of the brunette or beat it out of him.

Cracking his knuckles and tossed his suitcase, which was actually Sejanus' that he was borrowing (read as stole), onto his bed once the group reached the hotel; all the Academy children were were on the top two floors and Sunni's group had the highest one.

"I don't trust that Amaedus guy," He huffed out to Sejanus.

"What? Nero? Why?" Sej asked, setting his backup suitcase on his bed.

"I dunno- I just get a bad feeling from him," He replied, tearing his hoodie off as he spoke.

"He seems pretty chill—besides, we just met the guy. It might just be your paranoia since this is your first time in 2," Sejanus offered, taking off his sweater and setting it on his bed.

"No, I don't think it's the paranoia. I'd know if it's the paranoia."

"Jealousy?" Coryo almost laughed. Him? Jealous? Over what? A girl that's not his yet?

"Jealousy, Sej? Really? Im not dating her, so why would i be jealous?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Friends can be jealous. Hell, I thought Sunni would've replaced me after me, dad, and ma moved to the Capitol, buy she still cares just as much after a decade," Sejanus answered, opening the curtains to check our the view.

"That's different, you're family," the blonde snapped, falling back onto his bed. The was comfy; it felt like it was made entirely out of feathers, and it felt way better than his bed at home.

"Yeah, I suppose, but we should trust them. After all, they've been around Sunni longer than either of us, and for the past 10 years, I've only seen her on visits."

Coryo scoffed and rolled his eyes, mumbling whatever. He was going to find out if Nero had a thing for Sunni and if he needed to dispose of him to make sure he didn't get a chance.

But he'd also have to make sure that no one else would find out about how Nero "went missing". He needed Sunni to completely trust him, no matter the cost.

An awkward silence filled the room, only to be disrupted by loud music entering the room. Coryo sat up, glaring at where the music was supposedly coming from; he didn't need a headache before the festival.

"The hell is that?" Sej inquired, coming out of the bathroom, zipping up his fly. Coryo shrugged, and the two left their room, to see what the noise was. Seeing a door was cracked open, they gently pushed the door open and Coryo feel his blood boil.

Nero and Sunni were dancing to some upbeat and chaotic aong, singing along with it as the others were laughing and talking about an itinerary that Sunni made at some point. When did she make an itinerary, Coryo had no idea, but he didn't care right now. All he cared about was separating his girl from some loser nobody.

"So do you guys plan on making everyone else deaf?" Sejanus shouted over the music, grabbing the others' attention.

"Sorry, Sej, this is what we do all the time!" Sunni shouted back, letting go of Nero so he could turn up his hearing aids once the music was off.

"Why?" He yelled back, walking into the room, followed by Coryo, who was glaring daggers at Nero.

"Why not? It's an homage to how we met; loud music," Sunni replied, laughing as Dele turned the music down.

"Yep: we were all at a skate park, testing our skates and boards and we started bonding over some loud music people were playing," Demitri added as Viktor kicked their ass in another round of COD.

"Dude, how do you get so good at Call of Duty?"

"Eh, having divorced parents who always argue make it easy to find time to game," He replied with a shrug.

"So divorced parents equals being a god at Call of Duty?" Nataila teased, grinning.

"I mean, in my case, yeah."

"So then what does having a dead parent equal?" Maxima inquired.

"Art skills," Sunni answered, hopping her happy little butt onto the counter.

Coryo made his way to her as the others gasped and told Sunni she was quote unquote "wrong for that" while trying not to laugh despite Sunni giving them permission to, when Sunni was laughing and laid his head on her shoulder.

She beamed at this sudden "affection," and gently scratched the top of his head.

"Hi, Cori," She whispered to him as the others, including Sejanus, started talking about things they could do for the first day of the festival.

"Hey, Sunshine," He murmured, his breath hot against her neck.

"You okay?" She asked, gently lifting his head to meet his semi-relaxed gaze.

"Just feel better around you," He lied to her. Well, he wasn't really lying, but he couldn't say he was claiming what's his. He couldn't scare her off. He wouldn't scare her off.

"Okay," She replied, smiling and letting him go back to nuzzling her. Fortunately for Coriolanus, Sunni didn't notice the hateful and murderous glare he was sending towards Nero, who was chatting absent-mindly with Maxima.

Late into the afternoon, once all the Academy students were settled, the group had set off to explore District 2 and everything that had been set up.

Games, of course, for the little kids who had rich families or the Academy kids who had younger siblings or students who wanted to relax and feel like a child again, but also dancing, music, and all sorts of different delicacies. It was so wonderful, filling, and fun that they all felt calm. Even with the occasional dead dad or divorced parents jokes, which Coryo learned were coping methods that Sunni and Viktor used to cope with the loss, everyone felt happy.

But Coryo wasn't happy. People were calling to Sunni, getting hugs and having her full attention. Sejanus, at one point, had to restrain Coryo from committing any more crimes again because a guy hugged Sunni for 2 minutes too long.

Sure, Sunni reassured him and said he was "just a friend," but Coryo had countered with "friend's don't have their hands way too low where they shouldn't be." Which eventually led to Sunni nodding but telling him he didn't need to jealous because they guy was 15 and just really tall. At that point, Coryo let it go and gave in but has held her close to him, not wanting anyone to pull her away from him. As the group walked to another restaurant to check out the place, Sejanus shot Coryo a text wearing a shit eating grin.

Sejanus: Not jealous, hm? You haven't let go of Sunni since we found out about the loud music lmfao

Seen

Coryo rolled his eyes, seeing the text. Of course, he wasn't going to let go of Sunni. People could've turned against her after she was transferred to the Capitol, for God's sake! He had to protect his girl, even from her own friends if he had to.

Then Sejanus sent Coryo another text, but it was a photo of Coryo with his arms around Sunni's waist and holding her small hands in his and he had his head on top of hers.

He smiled a little at the picture and saved it to his phone before putting his phone in his pocket.

He'd make that his lockscreen later.

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[couldtransitionsaveher]

DAN HIBIKI from STREET FIGHTER

JUSTIFICATION:

"Although I personally headcanon them as nondysphoric genderfree (as in lacking gender in a fluid, free, whimsical way) I can see so many cases for Dan to be a trans woman or transfeminine nonbinary it's not even funny. To start off, although their appearance is heavily based off the very masculine Ryo Sakazaki and Robert Garcia (albeit chubbier than the two), their personality is based off the very much a tomboyish with a girly streak girl Yuri Sakazaki. In addition, starting from IV onward, they say lines that very much imply they lean in a transfeminine direction, albeit without changing their pronouns like an onee character (those characters are typically transfeminine or transfeminine coded) would. For instance, in one of their winquotes to C. Viper, at least in English, they say "you're a businesswoman? That's what I do too!" Implying they at least partially see themselves as a woman. Street Fighter V takes this even further with lines in the shop quotes (they run the in game shop) implying they have worn schoolgirl skirts, implying they want to wear a bikini, and even saying "You know who would look hot as a woman? If you guessed me, give yourself ten points!" in reference to the Demitri costume Ed has as DLC. The Japanese version of this quote takes it a step further with them calling themself a "number one bijin" in reference to the costume, with bijin being a gender neutral leaning feminine term for beautiful person. I rest my case." - @sunkern-plus

Reminder: Submissions are always open!

[headfulloflettuce]

The Human Who Fooled all Of Prythian

12. The Day Fern Died

Warning: abuse (because we didn't have enough reasons to hate Beron already)

Hello! I present thee with a new perspective within the story : D 

Also I named Eris’s three brothers and the Lady of Autumn Court, because I can’t keep them nameless throughout the whole plot.

As for other announcements, this can also be read on ao3 :D

“Father it’s impossible for a human to have escaped.”

“Are you questioning me?”

“Of course not, but we must consider the situation logically-”

“Oh I am seeing the situation logically.” Beron turned to face his son, his eyes feral from anger, “You allowed your toy to escape with a prisoner. Do you realize how that looks?”

“I am sure she isn’t actually gone-”

“She sure looks fucking gone.” Beron snarled, another guard that was on duty last night going up in flames. Screaming.

Eris kept a calm gaze, glancing at his mother who was trembling.

He really had to drag the whole family out for this?

“What do you have to say for yourself, Eris?” Beron’s voice was eerily quiet as he gazed at the empty cell. 

“I have no defense father.” Eris bowed, lowering his gaze. 

“So you’re admitting to being an idiot who just permitted his human toy to make a fool out of all of us?” Beron growled. 

Eris yelped, having no time to react as his father grabbed his head, slamming him into the wall of the dungeon. Eris went still as a flame was held close to his face.

“Next time I will ensure that the soldiers standing guard are not so careless as to abandon their posts.” Eris said, his ears ringing from the impact.

“Nex time…” Beron chuckled, slamming his fist into Eris’s stomach. 

Eris gasped, the flames licking Beron’s hand sending a searing pain through his body.

“Tell me son, will there be a next time?”

Eris’s eyes widened as a wave of flames sent him flying into another wall. His three brothers quietly stood to the side, looking anywhere but him or Beron.

“No sir.” Eris said, sat up, grabbing his side. His tunic had turned red from the burns.

“Did I give you permission to get up?” Beron’s smile disappeared, tilting his head to look at his eldest.

Eris froze, “No sir-” he cried out as he felt flames envelop his body. Not enough to kill, but enough to hurt. To mutilate.

“High Lord, please-”

He could hear his mother’s voice crying, begging. Begging never helped with Beron, yet she tried anyway. She always tried for his and Lucien’s sake. 

“Silence woman!”

“Your son did nothi-”

“Demitri hold your dolt of a mother back.”

“No!” Hestia was pulled back by Eris’s second youngest brother.

Eris gritted his teeth as the fire got hotter. His own abilities stirring in his veins, begging to be released, to fight back. 

Not yet.

Eris forced his flames down. They screamed in protest wanting to burn the man he called father to the ground.

It wasn’t the right time yet.

“Please!” Hestia cried, pushing Demitri away, grabbing Beron’s arm, hissing as the flames hit her instead.

“Would you rather get hurt in his place?” Beron broke eye contact with Eris to look at his wife.

She shook her head.

“No…please…anything. I’ll do anything. Just don’t hurt him.”

Why would you say that mother?

“Anything?” Beron smirked, his hand surprisingly gentle as he stroked Hestia’s cheek.

An expression of fear flashed across Hestia’s face but was quickly replaced with resignation.

“Anything.” she repeated.

“Hmm…” he hummed, running a hand through her auburn hair. 

Eris could see the wheels turning in his father’s head. 

“Alright.” a wicked smile spread across Beron’s face, his voice mockingly sweet, “I’ll indulge you just this once darling.”

His mother retained a neutral expression, but her discomfort was visible in the tension of her body.

“As for you.” Beron’s voice turned cold, looking down at Eris, “You better hope that human is still within our grounds, as you are going to hunt it down like you were supposed to in that damn forest or I'll personally ensure that you repay those 11,000 gold you wasted on it with your blood.”

“Yes sir.” Eris responded, his voice even. Rage bubbled under the surface as he watched his father drag his mother away. The bastard always knew how to get to him. It wasn’t by hurting him, it was through their mother. 

Granted, Eris wasn’t about to complain that he didn’t get tortured again. The last time he sustained a little too many injuries for his comfort.

Meeting the Night Court’s inner circle after getting tortured sucked.

Eris stood up, wincing as the burns ached. He hated how his legs trembled.

A sign of weakness.

Aurelius sauntered over, “You know if you had let me have the toy, none of this would have happened.”

Eris withheld a snarl. Aurelius had always been like this. Barks like a dog when Beron isn’t around, yet obedient as a pup when the High Lord was present. 

Aurelius was a coward.

Just like me.

“Hell, I would have treated her better than you did.”

“Lies. You kill them once you beat the remaining desire to live out of them.”

Aurelius snorted, “If they can’t handle a little beating, why let them live? Survival of the fittest and all that. Besides, you literally had her whipped. Just admit you enjoyed watching her squirm.”

Eris narrowed his eyes at his brother, “That whipping was a mere punishment to remind her of the consequences to undesired actions. It wasn’t torture.”

It was.

Eris had been trying to convince himself that it had been necessary, but the more time passed the more he thought that argument was weak.

“She would have lived a comfortable life under my care. I think she was too pretty to kill quickly. Seriously, why’d you give a thing like her a job?”

Tasks keep us sane.

Eris walked past Aurelius, ignoring him.

“You know, you should really be more talkative with your own kin.” Aurelius laughed, pulling out a knife to try and stab Eris in the back.

You forget Aurelius, that you are not Beron.

Eris dodged, despite his injuries, grabbing Aurelius by the arm and slamming him into the ground.

I don’t have to bow down to you.

Eris kicked his brother in the ribs, making Aurelius cry out in pain.

Mother will probably lecture me about this.

‘You shouldn’t hurt your brothers.’

Wonderful ideology mother, but it falls apart when those same brothers try to kill me or Lucien.

He grabbed Aurelius by the hair, slamming him into the wall for good measure, leaning into his brother’s ear.

“Keep your eyes and grimey paws off of things that don’t belong to you Aurelius.”

Aurelius struggled, a small whimper escaping as Eris summoned a ball of fire, holding it close to his brother’s neck.

“I need to hear an answer brother.” Eris crooned.

“Y-Yes.”

“Good boy.” Eris released him, making the flames disappear, watching as Aurelius scampered away. Rowan and Demitri had long disappeared.

Eris sighed. He would need to check in with the two later. Demitri would probably be off sulking in the garden while Rowan would probably go train.

He made a stop at his office, taking off his bloodied tunic and pulling out fresh bandages. Carefully disinfecting the wound and cleaning off the burnt skin he wrapped them around himself. He was lucky to have an affinity for fire, the injuries were way less severe than they could have been otherwise.

 Eris got dressed in more proper attire, leaving to investigate Fern’s trail.

Eris was many things. A sadist, a politician, an heir; but he was no idiot, regardless of what those Night Court pricks claimed. 

However, seeing an empty bed and no sign of Fern made him reconsider that title. Eris felt one of his dogs gently nudge his foot, pushing him deeper into the room.

If you could even call it that. 

The room was more like a closet. There was just enough room for a tiny bed and a small side cabinet. Eris sat down on the mattress, wincing from pain. His father always knew how to send a message.

Eris sighed, this situation was bad. Beron was pissed, his brothers had the leverage for once, and the fact that a human escaped was a serious insult to their family’s power. Not only escaped, but managed to break out with a fae prisoner. It was honestly laughable. Eris cringed, recalling how the guards responsible for the mistake had been burnt alive. One by one.

He looked around the ‘room’. No human was supposed to be able to escape.

Yet she did it. Were our defenses truly so terrible that even a human thwarted us?

He closed his eyes. 

She smiled back, her green eyes full of hatred. No, sadness? Emptiness? He could never pinpoint what she felt.

‘So you’d rather be a coward.’

Eris had to acknowledge the human’s bravery. To be able to speak her mind despite her circumstances, Fern was either a saint or extremely stupid. 

‘If you fix this, I will give you a kiss.’

He laughed. Such naivety. As if something so simple could motivate him. 

Eris opened up the cabinet to find a medicine ointment and countless bloody bandages. He frowned. 

How much blood did she lose due to her punishments? I treated her after the worst of cases, it shouldn’t have gotten this bad.

He gently picked up the bandages, examining their matted state. Why not throw them out? Why keep-The realization hit.

She was reusing them.

Eris had to stop himself from gagging at the thought.

How the hell did she not die from an infection?

He looked at the bandages closer.

Wait…these aren’t bandages. It’s a sheet?

Eris looked at the bed next to him, lifting up the thin blanket - small scraps of the sheet below had been expertly torn up into rectangular shapes.

To be used as bandages.

His grip tightened around the bandage, one of his hounds licking at the dried blood.

Eris put his face into his hands - she hadn't deserved that injury. She was still recovering from her previous burns.

It was my fault.

She didn’t deserve any of the scars she carried.

I should have been better.

Eris couldn’t tell if he was thinking of his mother or Fern.

Eris had left the room, stuffing one of Fern’s dresses and the bloodied rags into a bag, his hounds following him. 

It was a perfect time for a walk.

The sun had come out, letting its rays cast beautiful shadows in the hallway. Eris smiled, the soft scent of cinnamon wafted through the air as the maids prepared snacks for the remaining guests from yesterday’s ball. Eris felt a small laugh escape him. He loved Autumn, its colors, its bold nature and foods. At the same time he hated its attitude, its brutality and cruelty. 

What a wonderful heir I am, so conflicted about my own damn birthplace.

Eris paused as he stepped out onto the palace grounds, walking past the training fields. He could see Rowan swinging a sword, practicing on a dummy. Eris couldn’t help the small smile on his lips. Rowan had always worked hard, trying to impress their father, their mother, and eventually his brothers.

Beron didn’t care, only showing satisfaction because it meant another pawn could bite an enemy if necessary. Their brothers saw his training as another challenge, and mother…

Eris was no fool. He knew his mother had favorites, not that he blamed her. However, such favoritism hurt kids that hadn’t asked for any of this. Eris quickly shoved such thoughts down into the back of his mind. Empathy had no place in the game of politics. Eris tilted his head, observing Rowan’s swings. He had come a long way from his childhood, becoming a masterful swordsman. 

If only their own parents could see that.

Eris walked to the forest, his curiosity taking over as he had his hounds try and follow the human’s scent. The trail was direct at first, a clear line to the Winter Court’s border through the mountain pass, yet the further they walked the more the dogs paused trying to relocate the scent. 

Fern got lucky.

Normally a scent would remain for longer in colder temperatures, but due to the winds and overnight snowstorm in Winter Court finding and tracking the scent accurately became harder.

Why Winter and not Spring?

Spring would have been an ideal escape route. The variety of flowers and plants would have hidden hers and the fae’s scent well.

You should thank me human, as I am feeling generous.

Eris dropped the maid dress he brought onto the ground, stepping on it, covering it in mud. 

If you were truly smart Fern you would have done this yourself. 

He looked at his dogs, gesturing to the dress, “Play.” 

They obeyed, bounding forward jumping on the dress and biting at it, leaving scratches and tear marks. The perfect disguise for a struggle.

“Back.”

The hounds immediately stepped back, watching Eris as he leaned down and rubbed the bloodied bandages onto the uniform as much as he could, adding water to the dry blood to let it come off. Stepping back he looked at the dress, nodding in approval.

Eris stared into the red forest before him.

I envy you Fern.

He breathed in, letting the sounds of Autumn wash over him. He could almost hear Lucien’s voice in the trees as they played hide and seek. Rowan’s cheers when he caught a deer the first time Eris took him hunting. Aurelius and Demitri fully prepared to wrestle a brown bear that Eris was trying to spook away using fire. Their mother’s voice scolding them gently as they ventured too deep into the thicket.

You’re free. 

Eris wished he could fly.

Free to do what you want. Free to go home.

He exhaled.

I have a duty to this Court.

A mantra he had ingrained into his heart. 

Or was it Beron that had beaten it into me?

Eris turned back, dragging the dress along the ground, whistling for his hounds to follow.

“The human is dead.” Eris’s voice was cold as he stood before his father. He always hated Beron’s office. Despite the warm colors it felt too saturated and cold.

“Dead?” Beron raised an eyebrow, “What is your proof?”

Eris threw the maid dress onto the floor, “This. I am sure you can smell the human stench on it.”

Beron nodded, the human scent coming from the dress was undeniable.

“My dogs tracked her down. It wasn’t too difficult.” Eris smiled, channeling all the charm he possessed, “The poor thing had been going in circles. Truly a stupid human.” he mocked for good measure.

Feed his ego.

“So you disposed of her?” Beron stared at the dress.

“I couldn’t sully my own hands, father.” Eris chuckled, “I gave that honor to the hounds; they were hungry for a midday snack. Although, I am worried they’ll get indigestion now.”

Feed his violent impulses.

Beron smiled, satisfied by the result, “Good. A dead human is better than a living one. Now what of the fae?”

“Ah…” Eris scrunched up his face, “I am afraid…I couldn’t bring back any evidence.”

“Why is that?” Beron’s voice hardened.

Eris chuckled, “My dogs left none.”

“Perfect.” Beron purred.

Eris couldn’t tell if Beron bought his surface level lie, or if he was playing some other game.

For my fucking sake Fern, I hope you live and never return to this hell.

Next: Chapter 13 - Welcome to Winter Court

Back: Chapter 11 - Up-And-Coming Actress

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Tag list: @rcarbo1

[elimoskowitzs-wife]

Hawk x fem!keene reader

Warnings- underage drinking, crying, kissing, self harming, mentions of being sick, I'd say it's angsty

It was aisha party and everyone was drinking you walked from hawk to get a Mr pibbs and walked to your other friend Demitri

'for once I like a party' you chuckled at the tall brown haired boy 'good you should be keene you can't keep avoiding them' demitri said and you rolled your eyes sipping from the Mr pibbs bottle

You stumbled because you was tipsy and Demitri caught you

Hawk saw the way you smiled and thought you was flirting

You took the last Mr pibbs and shortly after Miguel walked over looking in the cooler 'sorry I got the last Mr pibbs' you said to the curly haired boy

He got a different beer and walked off until you chased him 'Miguel is it Sam you've been so off today' you say

Miguel nodded and you tried comforting him when you felt a large hand on your shoulder it was demitris

'yn don't look over there' Miguel saw over demitris shoulder moon and hawk making out

You ignored and looked over seeing the boy that had called you babe and baby all day and the boy you kissed not even two days ago kissing making out with his old bully

Your heart skipped a beat as you dropped your beer into the sand tears pricking at your eyes 'I'm gonna walk home I'll see you guys at school' you finally got words out

'yn you can't walk over to the other side of reseda' Miguel tried to stop you but you was running off the beach tears spilling out your eyes

Demitri walked over to hawk after moon walked to Yasmine 'what are you doing hawk' demitri exclaimed 'what dose it look like' hawk scoffed 'pulling yns heart out and crushing it into millions of pieces she loved you' hawks eyes scanned out looking for you but you was gone

You stumbled into your house and got some vodka more than one bottle and sat drinking it out the bottle

Your brother walked in stopping you but you continued he then finally got you to stop and walked you in your room

The next morning robby woke up to you throwing up and he wasn't letting you go toi school

It was days after the party everyone checked your Instagram and the last thing you posted was you drinking at the party

Then you missed the extremely important test that's what worried everyone the most

Hawk walked to yours after school hesitating to knock on the door but when he did you answered and went to shut the door but he put his foot in the way

'let me explain please I can't loose you yn your my world I love you' he said and you looked at him at the last 3 words you pulled your sleeves down on your hoodie because skin was exposing

'fuuuuck I'm so sorry I made you do it again I was jelous and you probably hate me and I understand why' until you pressed soft lips to his scar 'you don't hate me' he stuttered out

'no dummy I was just hurt because I'm not as pretty as moon and knew I didn't have a shot' you looked at him

Hawks pov

I saw Demitri hugging yn I should've known he had a thing for her maybe he didn't

Moon used to bully me but I was jelous that Demitri moved in on the Ive crushed on for years so as soon as moon walked over and she was flirting with me I placed my red solo cup on the sand as she kissed me my hand was under her chin

When moon walked away to Yasmine Demitri came to me

'what are you doing' demitri shouted at me 'what dose it look like' I scoffed at him 'pulling yns heart out and shredding it to peices she loves you' demitri shook his head at me as I looked over the beach and didn't see her I fucked up

I kept messaging her hoping for a reply but I just kept getting left on opened

Yn I'm sorry I thought you and Demitri was flirting so I kissed moon I didn't mean it yn please -opened 5 minutes ago-

I flopped on my bed I messed up bad ill speak to her at school tomorrow

That idea flopped she wasn't in fuck what have I done

The next day yn missed the test it worried us all she was on about this for months I went to her apartment after school hesitating to knock but I did she answered going to shut the door but i stopped it with my foot

'let me explain please I can't loos you your my whole world I love you' the last 3 words slipped out but they was true. Yn looked at me pulling her sleeves down I stared at her in sorrow when I saw a few red marks on her arms

'fuuuuck I'm so sorry I made you do it again I was jelous I know you probably hate me' she cut me off with a soft and gentle kiss 'you don't hate me' I stuttered

'no dummy I was hurt because I'm not as pretty as moon and knew I didn't have a shot' she looked up at me with her doe eyes

'oh yn your more than pretty' I hugged her

We laid in her room and fell asleep my arms around her and her arms around me with Dr who in the background

[andrewmoocow]

My personal roster for a potential Marvel vs Capcom 4 that I call Marvel vs Capcom 4: Resurrection, filled with as many newcomers and veterans as I could gather to fit this template I found on Twitter a while back, with everyone bringing something new to the table.

Marvel Side

Spider-Man

Captain America

Iron Man

Thor

Hulk

Black Widow

Hawkeye

Wolverine

Storm

Gambit

Deadpool

Magneto

Psylocke

Doctor Strange

Black Panther

Captain Marvel

Loki

Ms. Marvel

Star-Lord (assisted by Gamora, Drax, Rocket Raccoon, Groot, and Mantis)

Fantastic Four (Mister Fantastic assisted by Invisible Woman, Human Torch, and The Thing)

Doctor Doom

Ultron

Spider-Man (Miles Morales)

She-Hulk

Squirrel Girl

Ant-Man (assisted by Wasp)

Green Goblin

Daredevil

Scarlet Witch

Thanos

Capcom Side

Ryu

Ken

Chun-Li

Luke

Jamie

Kimberly

Mega Man

Mega Man X

Zero

Tron Bonne (assisted by Servbots)

Morrigan Aensland

Felicia

Demitri Maximoff

Leon Kennedy

Lady Dimitrescu

Dante

Vergil

Nero

Phoenix Wright (assisted by Trucy Wright)

Apollo Justice (assisted by Athena Cykes)

Amaterasu

Viewtiful Joe

Gene

Frank West

Asura

Akira Kazama

Tessa

Mike Haggar

Strider Hiryu

Ruby Heart (assisted by Amingo and Son-Son)

DLC (not pictured)

Mister Sinister (also appears in Story Mode)

Juri Han (also appears in Story Mode)

Moon Girl (assisted by Devil Dinosaur)

Monster Hunter (assisted by Palico and Palamute)

Venom

Akuma

Spider-Gwen

Sakura

Elsa Bloodstone (assisted by Blade and Man-Thing)

B.B. Hood

Morbius

Jedah Dohma

Doctor Octopus (assisted by Sinister Six)

Doctor Wily (assisted by Robot Masters)

Namor

Edward Falcon

Howard the Duck

Miles Edgeworth (assisted by Ema Skye)

Silver Surfer

Abyss

The story mode involves an alliance between Apocalypse and JP from Street Fighter 6 as the two work together to take over the worlds of Marvel and Capcom by bringing together a new team of Horsemen of the Apocalypse to collect the Infinity Stones, the Cosmic Cube, the Power Stone, and the Celestial Brush, and the heroes of both companies have to stop them before it's too late. Pretty simple premise, all things considered, but the character interactions and rivalries will be where it's at!

Rivalries

Spider-Man vs Mega Man

Captain America vs Leon Kennedy

Iron Man vs Tron Bonne

Thor vs Dante

Hulk vs Gene

Black Widow vs Chun-Li

Hawkeye vs Frank West

Wolverine vs Ryu

Storm vs Amaterasu

Gambit vs Morrigan

Deadpool vs Viewtiful Joe

Magneto vs Mega Man X

Psylocke vs Strider Hiryu

Doctor Strange vs Nero

Black Panther vs Felicia

Captain Marvel vs Akira Kazama

Loki vs Vergil

Ms. Marvel vs Kimberly

Star-Lord vs Ruby Heart

Fantastic Four vs Mike Haggar

Doctor Doom vs Demitri

Ultron vs Zero

Miles Morales vs Luke

She-Hulk vs Phoenix Wright

Squirrel Girl vs Jamie

Ant-Man vs Ken

Green Goblin vs Lady Dimitrescu

Daredevil vs Apollo Justice

Scarlet Witch vs Tessa

Thanos vs Asura

Mister Sinister vs Juri

Moon Girl vs Monster Hunter

Venom vs Akuma

Spider-Gwen vs Sakura

Elsa Bloodstone vs B.B. Hood

Morbius vs Jedah

Doctor Octopus vs Doctor Wily

Namor vs Edward Falcon

Howard the Duck vs Miles Edgeworth

Silver Surfer vs Abyss

Base: https://x.com/DreaminErryDay/status/1811493788214256113

[the-cult-of-russo]

Such a Softer Sin (Part 20)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Warnings: I’m not specifically tagging this one, if you’ve seen the show, nothing will shock you. Smut will happen eventually so minors DNI, thanks.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who’s given this story a chance and to those still enjoying it. Big shout out to everyone who’s reblogged or replied on it too, letting me know your thoughts. I’ve really been enjoying watching you all react to the chapters and lose your minds looool

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“Demitri and Damon, you’ll be on gate duty,” you explained, looking at the clipboard in your hand.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” they bowed before they went on their way and then you looked at Viron, the last one left as he waited patiently.

“And you’re needed at the outpost, Viron,” you smiled and he smiled back, bowing his head.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” he said and you narrowed your eyes at him as he left. You were trying to settle into your new role here but it was odd having everyone address you this way, especially your old pack members. You’d tried for days to get them to just use your name but it was like pulling teeth. You sighed as you started making your way to the castle and Azalea walked over to you as you stepped inside.

“I’ll take that, Your Majesty,” she smirked, plucking the clipboard from your hands and you gave her a dirty look.

“I will beat you with the clipboard,” you warned and she snorted, eyes flashing with mischief. She knew how much it annoyed you and it seemed to be her favorite thing to call you now. 

“He’s in his office,” she smiled knowingly and you grinned, rolling your eyes at her as you chuckled and started up the stairs. Billy had another desk put in his office for you now, though you hoped not to be sitting at it all the time, it seemed boring. You even had a new uniform to match him and luckily, it didn’t comprise of a dress. Black pants, white tunic and a cream and gold jacket that was fitted to you, just like Billy. You’d kept your old corset belt, the one he’d got you when you arrived here that was black with gold ties. You really hadn’t thought it meant something at the time but you knew better now. You remembered how Atticus had been so insistent that it was something more and the memory felt like a smack to the face as your feet stilled on the stairs. You didn't like thinking about Atti like that, like the boy he used to be before it all went wrong because you’d killed him and it hurt too much. It was far easier to remember the monster he’d become because it made you feel less guilty. You locked the memories away as quick as they came before you carried on your way to the office. When you opened the door, Billy was sitting at his desk writing something, looking up at you with a smile. Your eyes drifted over to your desk that had been empty the day before to now see a mountain of envelopes on it.

“What’s that?” you asked slowly, walking into the office more. 

“Fan mail,” Billy smirked and your eyes widened, going back to the pile. 

“It’s customary to reply to most of ‘em, but there’s no rush, just take your time,” he murmured and you nodded, feeling relieved that you weren't expected to reply to them all today. You glanced back at him then and realized he was doing the same thing as he replied to letters and it touched you a little. That he made time for things like this, to speak to his people even though there was so much going on around you all. You wondered what kind of letters he got, what they asked of him, as you made your way to your desk and sat down, eyeing the mountain warily.

Most of the letters you opened were congratulating you on becoming Queen, telling you they were happy for you and looking forward to seeing what you do in your new role. A few even mentioned your old nickname The Dancer of Death, telling you they couldn't believe you were Queen now and they thought you were perfect for the role. You were surprised by how many letters from kids you got, mostly little girls telling you how they were excited to have a Queen now to look up to, that they hoped they could be Queen one day too and it made you smile. When you really thought about it, one of them could end up being Queen when the heir is born. After all, you’d had no idea you’d been fated to the King yourself. You thought back to Karen’s words as she got you ready for the ritual and you nibbled your lower lip as you glanced at Billy. He was writing something with concentration on his face, his hand reaching out absentmindedly to pick up his glass of what smelt like brandy before he brought it to his lips. 

“So… what’s the timeline here for me giving you an heir?” you asked bluntly and he choked on his drink. Your eyes went wide as he coughed and spluttered, smacking himself in the chest before he turned his wide eyes to you.

“What?” he asked, voice a little raspy. You shrugged and shifted in your seat as you looked at him.

“I know you need an heir but I don’t know how this works. I don’t know if there's a clock we’re working against,” you muttered and he just blinked at you for a long moment and you wondered if you’d broken him. 

“There's uh… there’s no rush. It’ll happen when we’re ready,” he murmured.

“Are you ready? You asked pointedly. 

“I’ve been ready for a good few hundred years now,” he chuckled jokingly and a deep frown creased your brows as guilt burrowed inside of you. You felt conflicted. You felt your wolf now, although you’d admit it was a jarring sensation after being so long with it, and the wolf wanted to give him babies and she wanted it right now, the animal in you craving it. But you couldn't help but worry and feel a little like everything was moving far too quickly. You looked at him and he was already watching you with concern all over his face. The love you felt for this man was overwhelming sometimes and as you looked at him, you knew deep down you did want kids with him and it was a strange realistion to come to in only minutes. 

“Like I said, there’s no rush. If you want to wait a year, two or a hundred, it don’t matter to me,” he said softly, trying to soothe you and you felt warmth blossom in your chest at how caring he was. You knew how much he wanted this, how long he’d waited and yet he would allow you to make him wait even longer just because he loved you. It was for this very reason why you knew you wanted kids with him.

“I’m just worried about it all, I guess. It’s not a good time with the war coming,” you mused and he hummed with a nod.

“You’re not wrong there,” he murmured.

“Maybe… maybe after the war we can talk about it again," you suggested with a shrug. You knew the main thing holding you back right now was the threat dangling over you all and once that was dealt with, you knew you'd be more receptive to the idea. 

“That's a deal,” he smiled at you, looking somewhat relieved and you smiled back, glad to have that talk out of the way. 

You ended up getting a lot of letters done and ready to send off and you felt a little proud of yourself. It was a big moment for you, your first time connecting with your people that were outside of the walls. It was easy to forget they existed in your little bubble here but you didn't just have a responsibility to the Royal pack, but every wolf to exist. You found your mind drifting to Kos as you wrote, memories hitting you left and right and your heart kept tugging uncomfortably. You’d been thinking constantly these past few days about trying to contact the Goddess to ask her about him, to find out if he was okay wherever he was. Your eyes drifted to Billy as he wrote before you looked away. You knew you could just ask him to contact her, or to ask if it was even possible for you to. Just because you were his mate didn't mean you’d have a direct line to his mother. You couldn't bring yourself to ask him though, not wanting to bother him when he already had so much on his plate and you felt a little silly about what you wanted to ask so you kept your mouth shut. 

“Alright, my hand hurts, I think that’s it for me today,” you murmured wryly and he snorted at you.

“I’m gonna stay here a bit longer, get more done. I’ve got a shit tonne to get through,” he remarked with a sardonic grin and you stood up, walking over to him. 

“You are quite a remarkable man, I don’t blame people for writing in to you,” you smirked, raising a brow at him as you got to his chair. 

“Is that right?” he drawled and you shot him a devilish smirk before you leaned down and kissed him. He deepened the kiss, his hand on the back of your neck to stop you from escaping and you lost yourself in him as you did every time he kissed you. When you moved away, he was smirking at you and you smiled. 

“I’ll let you get back to work,” you murmured and his smirk turned into a soft smile. 

“I’ll see you at dinner. I love you,” he said softly and your lips tugged up. He seemed to say it often, like he needed you to know every second you were awake.

“I love you too,” you smiled down at him. 

As you walked down the hall, you stopped by the stairs. You’d been planning on resting in your room for a bit, maybe reading a little before dinner. But now your eyes drifted to the stairs as you found a pull gnawing at you. You blew a breath out of your nose before you started down the stairs, slowly making your way to the temple room door. You looked at it warily for a long moment before you pushed it open and stepped inside, going down the stairs. You almost felt like you were doing something wrong by being in here without Billy or without his permission. When your eyes landed on the altar, a barrage of memories hit you that made you feel flustered and you moved over, standing with your back against it so your mind wasn't full of dirty thoughts when you tried to connect the Goddess. It was more than inappropriate. 

“I don’t know how all this works or if you can even hear me. I’m probably just talking to myself right now like a crazy person,” you said quietly, shifting where you stood uncertainly. 

“I mean, it's strange enough that you’re basically my mother in law now,” you added, shaking your head at yourself as you rambled. 

“I just wanted to ask you about Kos… I need to know if he’s okay,” you frowned. You felt something like a breeze whip around you and you tensed up, glancing around nervously. 

He’s at peace.

You jumped and looked around again, eyes wide. The voice was in your head yet seemed like it bounced off the walls all at the same time. You felt your whole body sag in relief at her words though and you felt tears prick your eyes. 

“Is he happy?” you asked tearfully, your voice high and strained. 

Yes, he’s been reunited with his mate. You need not worry, my child.

Your hand flew to your mouth to stifle the cry that came out of it. The crushing weight that had been ceaselessly pressing down on your chest finally started to lift knowing he was happy and with his mate. It meant you could really start to accept his death as he was happy, at peace. 

He’s proud of you. He thinks you make a fine Queen.

Your chest was heaving as you sobbed, a mixture of happiness and pain washing over you. 

“Thank you,” you wept and you felt the breeze die down to nothing around you. It was only a few moments later when the door burst open and a panicked looking Billy was staring at you with wide eyes. 

“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked frantically and you could feel his concern. You wondered if he’d felt your pain from upstairs. He moved over to you, cupping your cheeks as his dark eyes scanned your face and his thumbs wiped away your tears. 

“I spoke to your mother,” you admitted with a sniffle, the sobs starting to ease off. His brows flew off his head, looking at you in shock.

“Did it work? I wasn’t sure how it all worked,” he asked carefully and you nodded. 

“I asked her about Kos, I wanted to know if he was okay,” you explained and his eyes softened.

“What did she say?” he asked as he gazed down at you.

“He’s at peace, he’s with Irene,” you murmured with a shaky voice and he pulled you closer, hugging you as he pressed a kiss to your head and you sunk into his comfort. He held you until you calmed down completely and you once again felt lucky to have him.

“Why didn’t you come to me about this?” he asked with a small frown as he moved away and you looked away sheepishly. 

“I just felt stupid and I didn’t want to bother you,” you admitted with a shrug. You wouldn’t look at him, heat stinging your cheeks and he grabbed your chin, making you face him.

“You’re never a bother to me. Ever. No matter what it is, you can always come to me about it,” he said firmly and you blinked up at him.

“Don’t ever think you’re a burden to me, ‘cause you’re not. You can come to me about anything,” he implored and you smiled with a nod. 

“Thank you,” you murmured. He shot you a smile, leaning down and placing a chaste kiss to your lips.

“We should head to dinner before Frank eats it all,” he grinned and you snorted, feeling so much lighter since your conversation with the Goddess. You felt like maybe you could finally start to heal after all.

The next day, you were walking down the hall after being in your office for a few hours trying to get through the rest of the letters. You’d been alone as Billy had been busy with his warriors in the grounds outside. You’d managed to get almost all of them done but you had a feeling more would come flooding in soon. From what you’d seen with Billy, it was a never ending thing. As you walked down the hall, you were once again struck with the beauty of the stained glass window and just like the first time you’d seen it, your eyes were glued to it as you walked, loving how the sunlight filtered in and caused streams of different colored light inside. You looked back just in time to see Viktor walk out of a room and narrowly missed bumping into him. 

“Your Majesty,” he muttered, looking surprised to see you as he bowed. He didn't stay to talk, instead, he hurried off quicker than you’d ever seen him move. You’d almost forgotten about the Council since you’d barely seen them since you got here, almost like they were avoiding you on purpose. You glanced over your shoulder as he scurried away and your wolf started snarling viciously in your head and it caught you off guard. Something in the back of your mind was screaming at you that something was off about the Council and you thought back to Frank and Azalea telling you the Council were the ones to bring in Aurora. Alarm bells were going off as your wolf growled and you frowned to yourself, unable to shake the feeling. Something just didn't feel right. You chewed your lower lip before you set back off down the hall, but you didn't go to the stairs like you planned. You stopped at another door and knocked firmly. Karen swung the door open, shooting you a smile as you quirked a brow.

“What happened to you?” you asked in amazement. The woman was standing there looking like she'd been in a fight with her herb jars. She was covered in them, head to toe.

“Oh… just a spell gone wrong, it’s nothing,” she snorted, waving you off as she opened the door and let you inside. Billy called this Karen’s office but Karen called it her potion room. 

“What’s up?” she asked you with a smile and you frowned, wrapping your arms around yourself. You almost felt you were opening a can of worms here and that you had no place to do such a thing, even if you were Queen. She murmured your name and you looked back at her worried face and you sighed. 

“Can you make a truth serum?” you asked and her eyes widened a little.

“Why?” she asked curiously.

“I… I think the Council might have something to do with Atticus and Aurora,” you admitted and her eyes widened even more. 

“I mean, they brought her in, right? And it wasn't standard protocol either, Billy had no say in it. They just brought her here and that was that. And it turned out she was with the vampires the whole time, it’s just sketchy to me,” you rambled and she nodded.

“Honestly, I’ve never liked them. I don’t understand why Billy has them around, I wouldn't put it past them,” she muttered tensely and you felt relieved she was siding with you in this. You knew speaking to Billy about it was going to be rough. He trusted them for some reason and he kept them around because they were a help to him. You wondered if he thought because they’d served him for so long that they were loyal to him but you really couldn't get over the feelings you had or the way your wolf reacted to Vikor. You had no idea how he’d take the news. 

“I’ll make it right away for you,” Karen assured, rushing over to some of her many shelves as she started to grab jars off them quickly. 

“Thank you. I’ll go and speak to Billy,” you sighed and she gave you a look that said ‘good luck’.

When you got outside, your eyes found Billy right away. He was over in the training area talking to Frank and Curtis. You walked over to him and he turned as if sensing your presence, smiling as you approached.

“I need to talk to you,” you muttered, nerves blooming in your stomach at his reaction. 

“What is it?” he asked warily and you opened and closed your mouth a little, trying to figure out the best way to phrase it. 

“You're makin’ me a little nervous here,” he admitted with an anxious chuckle. Frank and Curtis were lingering next to him, eyeing you carefully.

“How much do you trust your Council?” you asked him bluntly. His eyes narrowed a little, his shoulder rolling.

“With my life,” he answered simply and you looked away, nervously nibbling your lower lip.

“Why?” he asked worriedly when you didn’t say anything and you looked up at him with a frown.

“I… I think they had something to do with Atti and Aurora,” you admitted and he looked like you smacked him across the face.

“What?” he asked incredulously. He looked conflicted, like he wanted to listen to you as his mate but like he couldn't quite accept your words.

“It’s not that hard to believe, Bill,” Frank muttered from beside him and Billy’s head whipped to him, confusion and surprise on his face. You were a little surprised too but you were quickly learning that most people didn't have good feelings about the Council.

“They’ve had their eye on the crown for a while, man. Why the hell do you think I don’t bother with ‘em? They’re power hungry assholes,” Frank shrugged and a deep frown creased Billy’s brows. 

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me how you felt?” Billy bit out and Frank leveled a look at him.

“You wouldn’ta listened and you know it,” he huffed. 

“I asked Karen to make me a truth serum. This whole thing can be cleared up pretty easily if they take it. If they have nothing to hide, then they won’t have a problem with it and then maybe I’m wrong and I’ll just look like an idiot,” you murmured and Billy’s eyes went back to you. You could feel how upset he was at the idea of being betrayed like that but you could see he was also struggling to really believe it. 

“Can you guys go and get ‘em, take ‘em to the meetin’ room,” Billy muttered and they nodded as they made their way to the castle. You looked at him warily, a concerned frown on your face as he just stared at the castle deep in thought.

“Are you okay?” you asked softly and he looked back at you. 

“I… I don’t know. I’ve trusted ‘em for so long and if they broke that trust… I don’t know how I’d handle it,” he frowned, shaking his head. 

“If you’re right about this then they had a hand in what happened to Kos and that means I’ve failed you all over again,” he lamented and your heart ached for him as you stepped closer, taking his hand. 

“It’s not your fault, Billy. Your heart is too big. It’s admirable how loyal you are and I love that about you. It's just… unfortunately not everyone has that same loyalty,” you said softly. He nodded, blowing out a breath before he rolled his shoulder again. 

“Let's get this over with then,” he muttered and you nodded, the pair of you going to the castle. 

When you walked into the meeting room, the Council were sitting on one side of the long table, Frank and Curtis stood on the other side and Karen lingering near the door. 

“Your Majesties,” Viktor said quietly, the three Councilman bowing their heads before they looked to Billy,

“What is this about?” Viktor asked carefully. Billy said nothing, his face stoney and you could feel him barely holding onto his composure. Karen handed you the vials and you set them in front of them. They all looked at each other warily and you tilted your head as you tried to suss them out.

“What is it? Viktor asked suspiciously.

“Truth serum,” you supplied bluntly.

“What is the meaning of this?” Frederik hissed angrily. “Why are we being poisoned with magic to be interrogated like prisoners?” 

“If that were the case then you’d be down in the cells. If you got nothin’ to hide then it shouldn't be a problem,” Billy muttered with a glare. You could tell he was getting more suspicious at their protests and so were you.

“If you don’t take it, I don’t mind givin’ you a helpin’ hand,” Frank growled dangerously, eyes flashing with fire as he stared them down.

“This is disrespectful and ridiculous! Ever since she became Queen, you’ve been slipping as leader!” Alaric sneered at Billy. You jumped out of your skin as Billy slammed his hand down on the table, looming over it as he bared his teeth at them.

“Watch your mouth or I’ll rip your goddamn tongue out of it,” he snarled viciously and Alaric blanched. You suddenly felt the weight of Billy’s Alpha aura and even you weren't immune to the urge to bow your head but you fought it. 

“Take the fuckin’ serum,” he growled and with his Alpha aura bearing down on them, they reached out with shaky hands as they drank it.

“It should take effect immediately,” Karen murmured from where she was anxiously hovering near the door and Frank nodded at her. He stepped closer to the table, tilting his head as he looked at the men.

“Are you loyal to the King?” he asked them harshly. 

“No,” Viktor muttered and it felt like all the air in the room got sucked right out. You were hit by a wall of rage that stunned you and as you looked at Billy, you realized it was his. You reached out, grasping his hand hoping to ground him. You needed answers first and you wouldn't get them if he killed them. You were angry yourself that these pompous assholes had something to do with all of this. If they’d never have brought Aurora here then Atticus would never have met her and lost his mind. He never would have done what he did and you’d never had to have killed him.

“Do you have an allegiance to the vampires?” Frank asked them roughly. 

“Yes,” Frederik answered and a growl ripped from Billy’s throat.

“Why?” Frank snarled.

“They offered us control of the wolves when Billy was gone,” Frederik explained. You were left confused by his words as you knew Billy was immortal. You could only presume they were planning on taking him captive somewhere and the idea filled you with rage. It also meant they had probably planned to do the same to you and the others who couldn't die.

“Did you have anything to do with Atticus and Aurora?” you asked, scared of the answer you might get. Viktor started laughing and it felt like your whole body tensed up.

“Yes,” he answered with a cruel smile and you felt your blood run ice cold. A ferocious snarl left your lips as you went to lunge over the table but Billy grabbed you from behind. 

“They’ll suffer later, not yet,” he whispered to you and you tried to let his presence soothe the beast inside of you that wanted blood. You stepped back, breathing heavily as you tried to calm yourself. Alaric turned his gaze to you then, a grin on his face that was chilling.

“The thing with Atticus was our idea and we brought it to the Vampire King. We knew the chain of events that would unfold would undo you. We knew you were the King’s mate from that first dinner and you needed to be dealt with. We figured that if you lost control or died before the ritual, then the King would also fall,” he said gleefully and you shook your head in shock. 

“We were hoping the King would just find a way to kill himself after that,” Viktor supplied unflinchingly. Frank roared, leaping over the table as he threw a punch that landed right on Viktor’s jaw and Curtis ran to drag him off him. Frederik started laughing as he stared right at your shocked and horrified face like he was enjoying it. You weren't sure if the truth serum was still working or if they wanted to hurt you since they’d already said too much and they knew they weren’t getting out of this. 

“Aurora had been with the vampires most of her life and she infiltrated the castle with our help to get inside information to help them, information we might not be able to provide… She wasn’t even Atticus’ mate, he was under a love spell,” he grinned callously and it felt like the world stopped rotating for a moment as you stumbled back and Billy reached out to steady you. It was a love spell. You felt sick. That meant that while he still did what he did, there had been a chance of redemption for him. The spell would have worn off after a little bit and maybe he would have come back to his senses. You knew it would have destroyed him when he’d learn of what he’d done, especially if he learned it was all for nothing. But he was dead now, he’d never get that second chance. Everything made more sense now, a mate bond didn't make you snap like he had, to kill his own Alpha. Now you knew he’d been under the influence of magic, guilt gripped you in a vice-like hold that it hadn't been his fault at all. He hadn't been in control of himself and they’d used him. They’d used him and you’d killed him for it and you felt like you couldn't breathe. 

You felt Billy guiding you out of the room, your whole body shaking in shock and he shut the door as you both stood in the hallway.

“I’m a monster,” you lamented tearfully, eyes wide and unfocused. Billy’s hands came to your face, turning it up to look at his worried eyes.

“No, you’re not,” he said firmly, shaking his head. 

“I am! I killed my brother when all he was guilty of was being used by the enemy! I should have known something else was going on, that Atti wouldn't do this!” you cried as utter devastation wrecked your entire being.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he demanded as you screwed your eyes shut and his hands tightened on your face.

“This is not your fault. You weren’t to know about this, just as I hadn’t,” he murmured vehemently. You swayed where you stood, blinking your tearful eyes at him before you stepped back and his hands slid from your face. He was frowning at you as you wiped your eyes angrily.

“I want them dead for this,” you growled, your eyes burning embers as they connected with his.

“I know, don’t worry, I’m gonna deal with it,” he nodded and his face was so full of pain you came to realize it was because he was feeling yours.

“I’ll make ‘em suffer for what they did,” he vowed and you nodded with a sniffle, wiping at your eyes again. 

“I need some air,” you muttered, reeling from the shock of it all and he nodded, looking like he wanted to reach out and comfort you but he seemed to think better of it.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it,” he promised again. You walked away feeling heavy and made your way outside, sitting on the steps of the castle. Everything was too much and your brain was a mess. You’d lost Kos because of the war and you’d lost Atti too. You’d made your peace with what you’d done to Atticus because you’d felt like it was justified and that it had been the right thing to do. You thought he’d gone insane, that he’d gone off the deep end and that there was no coming back. But that hadn’t been the case at all and you’d done it for nothing. You looked to your side as Azalea sitting next to you wearing a worried frown. 

“What happened?” she questioned softly and your lower lip wobbled but you refused to cry again, you didn't have it in you. You told her everything that had happened, every gruesome detail you’d found out.

“I can’t believe they’d do something like that. I’ve never liked the Council but this is the worst kind of betrayal. They betrayed the Royal pack… the King, the Queen,” she frowned deeply, shaking her head in shock. You looked off at nothing, so many feelings swirling around inside of you that you couldn't make sense of any of it.

“How can I be a good Queen when I’ve messed up so badly?” you lamented and she took your hand, making you look at her.

“This isn’t your fault, Y/N. Nobody could have known what they were planning, the King and his men didn’t even know. Sometimes bad things just happen and we don’t know why, but it’s always for a reason,” she soothed and her words hit you right in the chest, so similar to words Kos had uttered to you before that you started to wonder if he was trying to contact you from beyond the grave. You had to believe it was true, that it was all for a reason. That it wasn't for nothing. The Goddess hadn’t told you about any of this when you’d seen her so you knew there had to be a bigger picture here, but it still cut deep. Part of you knew deep down that even if the spell had worn off, Atti wouldn't have wanted to live with what he’d done. That when he’d come back to his senses, he wouldn't be able to take knowing he’d killed Kos, planned to kill you and everyone else here. Innocent people and children. Especially over a spell, not even a mate bond. It did little to ease you though and everything felt like it was pressing down on you unbearably. It only solidified your need to take the vampires down. After everything they’d taken from you, you needed them dead, you needed justice. You needed blood. 

That night, you were sitting in bed unable to sleep and Billy still wasn’t back yet. You were completely drained and you just wanted him here, needed the comfort he brought you. Eventually, the door opened and a worn out Billy walked inside. 

“It’s been taken care of,” he muttered as he started to undress. He looked as tired as you felt and you knew he had his own demons he was facing right now. You knew how hard this would have hit him, to be betrayed like this and you knew he’d shoulder the guilt for it too, thinking he should have known. He’d burden the guilt for all the things that happened because of the Council, including Kos’ death. He climbed into bed, sitting against the headboard next to you and you moved to straddle him, snuggling into his chest and his arms came around you immediately. He stroked your hair absentmindedly and you nuzzled his neck, soaking in the skin to skin contact. 

“I love you,” you murmured, wanting to make him feel better and he pressed a kiss to your head.

“I love you too,” he replied tiredly. You were both quiet for a long while as you just comforted each other by touch.

“I wish I was just a normal wolf,” he confessed quietly and you moved to sit up and look at him. He looked so defeated and you hated it.

“Sometimes… the crown is a heavy burden to bear,” he frowned and you cupped his cheeks, making him look at you. You leaned down, placing a soft kiss to his lips and one of his hands smoothed up your thigh as the other moved to the back of your neck. You moved away and stroked his cheeks, wishing you could ease his pain.

“You have the crown because you're strong enough to take the weight,” you said sincerely and his eyes softened at your words.

“You’re a good King, Billy. A good leader,” you insisted and he frowned then, shaking his head.

“No, I’m not, I-” you cut him off with another kiss, not wanting him to keep beating himself up over this. You moved to look at him, giving him a firm look.

“Things might be going wrong now, but they will get better. We’re going to end this war, to get rid of the vampires once and for all and it will all be over. They won't be a threat and we can start healing from everything they've taken from us,” you implored and he blinked at you for a moment before a smile graced his face and you were so relieved to see it. 

“Spoken like a true Queen,” he murmured, a look of pure adoration washing over his face that left you breathless. 

“I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you by my side… I’m happy you're here,” he admitted and you smiled bashfully. Despite all of the pain you found yourself in, all the loss you were suffering, somehow he made it better. In the face of turmoil and devastating grief, you were happy to be there with him too.

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[enemybeneath]

𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚒 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, also called 'the shattered mask', once thrived on his 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎, flaunting his leather jacket and 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕-𝚖𝚊𝚢-𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 attitude. Born into a life of privilege, he reveled in his family's fortune, indulging in reckless behavior that defied societal norms. Rumors circulated about his wild parties, trashed hotel rooms, and his notorious heartbreaker reputation. However, behind the 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 lay a buried secret that only a few were privy to. Unbeknownst to the public, Demitri had been harboring a profound pain since childhood — a pain that shaped his tumultuous journey. [...]

[ariesqueencobra]

what we used to be | Vll

Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Summary: You're going to your first high school party, who would've thought there'd be so much drama?

Warnings: underage drinking, mild violence, flashbacks to bullying, bullying, references to kissing

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Two chapters in a week?! Another short chapter but I do love this one! One of my favorite scenes to write so far!

Thank you to those who already reblog and comment, I see you and I love you all for it!

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It was a nice day outside, and you and your friends decided to spend it at the park before the tournament tomorrow. 

While your nerves were at an all-time high, you tried to keep focus on the moment before you, knowing it’d be better to worry about it when the time came. You sat between Miguel and Aisha, Demitri sitting next to the former while Eli continued practicing with Bert behind you all.

Aisha was on her phone and the rest of you were listening to Miguel talk about seeing another guy have dinner with the LaRussos. Of course, out of all the explanations, he thinks he was Sam’s side piece.

“All right, so you saw her eating dinner with some chode,” Eli said before kicking Bert in the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

You snickered at his words but quickly sent a reassuring glance at Miguel.

“It’s probably her brother or something.”

“No,” Miguel argued. “Brothers don’t look at their sisters like that.” 

“Depends on what part of the country you’re in,” Demitri said.

You laughed at that.

“I don’t want what happened to Sensei to happen to me,” Miguel exhaled.

“It’s not gonna happen if you don’t communicate that to Sam,” you pointed out. “Tell her how you feel, be honest, she’ll appreciate it in the long run,” you offered.

Miguel pressed his lips together in defeat, unsure if he wanted to go your route.

“Nah, go over and beat his ass so he doesn’t have the chance,” Eli countered, walking over and leaning against the bench between you and Miguel.

You sent him a look. 

“If someone was swinging in on my girl, that’s what I’d do,” he shrugged, sending you a wink.

You felt your cheeks heat up, ignoring what he said about beating up someone. Your mind was too focused on him calling you “his girl”. 

“Don’t listen to, Eli,” Demitri said.

“It’s Hawk.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Demitri rolled his eyes.

You furrowed your brows, turning your attention back to Miguel. “She’s given you no reason not to trust her,” you said.

“I guess you’re right,” Miguel exhaled.

You were glad you got through to him when Aisha shouted at her phone.

“That little bitch!”

You jumped at her voice but were interested in what happened.

“Look what she commented under my post,” she held her phone in front of you, finding that Yasmine commented something horrible under her video of breaking a board.

“We gotta do something,” Aisha gritted.

“How about we kidnap her and have my boy Rico tattoo “bitch” on her face,” Eli smirked.

You snickered, not hating the idea. Yasmine deserved something worse than “bitch” tattooed on her face after all the hell she put you through.

“Calm down, Hawk,” Demitri mocked.

“I hear how you’re saying it and I don’t like it,” Eli spat. 

You reached over your shoulder to squeeze his arm, calming him. Turning back to Aisha, you spoke, “She’s having a party?” You saw the Insta story.

“Not if we strike first,” she smirked.

You smiled, liking where this was heading.

A few moments later you found yourself at the convenience store. While everyone else was buying snacks, you were on the phone with your dad. 

“It’s just a small party at the Canyon, I’ll be home at a reasonable hour,” you explained.

“You said you were gonna be at the park this morning, what changed?” He asked.

You sighed. “Plans were made,” you shrugged. “It’s just gonna be me and a few kids hanging out. Eli and Demitri will be there,” you chewed on your lip, hoping the mention of their names would make him more inclined to agree.

It didn’t.

“I don’t want you going to that party, I know there’s going to be alcohol there,” he said. 

“No there won’t,” you said even though you knew there would be. “You and Mom said I could do whatever as I long as I let you know where I am and who I am with,” you reasoned.

You heard a commotion on the other side, knowing your mom was convincing him.

“Okay, fine, be home at 10 sharp, a minute late and you’re grounded,” he ordered.

You beamed before hanging up, just in time for your boyfriend to walk out with a case of beer in his hand and a bag in the other. 

“I got you your favorites,” Eli smirked, handing you the bag. 

You smiled, thanking him and letting him know your parents permitted you to go. 

“I can’t believe you managed to get beer, when did you even get the fake ID?” You asked, leaning into his side as he wrapped his arm around you.

“I got my ways, babe,” he smirked. “Let’s have fun tonight, yeah?” 

You agreed. 

~

You’ve never been to a party before. 

Jumping from your Friday movie nights with your best friends to attending a party in the Canyon where everyone from school was—the feeling was overwhelming but in the best way possible. 

“If you were told a year ago that you’d join a karate dojo, dye your hair blue, get a back tattoo, and be dating me, would you believe it?” You smiled, hand intertwined with Eli’s as you sat in front of the fire. 

“Nah,” he shook his head, a smile appearing on his face. “But I would be the happiest to know we’re dating,” he hummed, pulling you in close. 

“You’re cute,” you booped his nose. “I’m gonna get a drink,” you said before standing up, passing Demitri on the way.

You joined Aisha, smiling as you approached.

“You seemed busy a few minutes ago,” Aisha chuckled. “Came to hydrate?” She joked as you grabbed a water.

“Haha,” you joined in but your cheeks heated up when you realized she saw you and Eli making out before. 

“I’m curious, how did you handle the change from Eli to Hawk?” She asked. 

“He’s still Eli to me, just with a different appearance,” you shrugged. “Sure sometimes I would like to run my hands through his hair, now I can’t,” you averted your gaze. “But he’s happy, who am I to get in the way of that?” 

She hummed in agreement.

“It’s half past nine, should probably get you home before your dad gets mad,” Eli came up behind you, arm finding home around your shoulders.

“Oh yeah, for sure,” you smiled. 

About to say bye to Aisha, you were stopped by Moon walking up to you two. 

“Y/N, glad I found you,” she smiled. “I wanted to apologize,” she sincerely said. 

You raised a brow, glancing at Aisha who sent you a reassuring look. Your composure was stiff and all you could think of was her and Yasmine laughing as they dumped your vandalized sketchbook in the trash.

“For all of it, I hope we could be friends,” Moon added.

You furrowed your brows, not understanding where this was coming from. You took a step back, Eli making sure you were grounded and you searched his eyes, wondering if he was hearing the same thing.

“Oh, hey! Y/N!” Yasmine beamed when she spotted you. “We’ve been looking for you,” she walked towards you with Moon at her side, her arms behind her back.

“We wanted to give this back,” Moon said just as Yasmine held out a similar yellow book with lavenders painted on it. 

Your heart dropped and you froze. 

She wagged it in your face but you couldn’t move. 

Eli just stood beside you, his eyes trained on you, searching for any sign of expression.

“Oh, well, if you don’t want it, I guess it’s trash,” Yasmine shrugged, dumping it in the garbage next to you guys. “Later, slut,” she spat towards you.

The two began cackling like crazy, leaving you with tears welling in your eyes. 

Anger bubbled inside you as that moment replayed in your head. All those years of torment and all she had to say was “sorry”? With a reassuring look from Eli, you spoke. 

“I appreciate the apology, Moon, but I don’t accept it,” you frowned.

She was taken aback, even Aisha.

“I-,” she searched for words.

“You made my life miserable,” you stepped forward. “You destroyed my art and personal property, you slut-shamed me,” you narrowed your gaze, searching her face. “Your friends hurt my friends. One apology isn’t going to make it go all away.”

She paused before opening her mouth. “You’re right,” she admitted. “I’m sorry for thinking we could change things so quickly, but I do genuinely want to be friends,” she offered a smile.

You felt your composure fall and you let out a breath. You passed her a small smile. “Baby steps,” you hummed. 

“Hey!” A wisp of blonde hair filled your vision and you backed into Eli when you realized it was Yasmine.

She focused her attention on Aisha. 

“You think it’s funny crashing my party?”

“It’s not really your party ‘cause we were here first,” Aisha gritted. 

“Yeah, well I know you and your little karate gang think you’re cool, but we all remember who you really are,” she smirked, gazing over you.

You tasted bitter, frown deepening as you made eye contact with her.

“You’re just a fugly bitch and all your friends are freaks,” she spat, calling Moon over to leave. 

“No, I’m staying. I apologized to Aisha and Y/N, you should too,” she looked at her friend.

Obviously, Yasmine didn’t take that well, bumping shoulders with Aisha as she stalked off.

That wasn’t until Aisha called after her. 

You watched as your friend reached down her pants, pulling her underwear up and giving her a front wedgie. You doubled over in laughter, feeling proud of her. 

Your first highschool party was definitely one to remember.

[hesthermay]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋

PAIRING: robby keene x fem!oc reader

SUMMARY: the beginning of robby keene and beckett jones, and the fall of robby keene and beckett jones.

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

RATINGS + WARNINGS: general audiences, mature themes (mentions of violence), explicit language, angst. no y/n

NOTES: this is apart of a bigger story, but it is not yet written and only lives in my head and my notes app. i wrote this a long time ago and have made slight changes to it but oh how i love robby keene, so i’ve decided to post it. fuck it we ball! i hope someone likes it, mayhaps i’ll post more of these two. and yes i love repetition could you tell?

If there was one thing Beckett Jones knew for certain, it was that Robby Keene was the love of her life. 

Everything had changed after she moved to California, the San Fernando Valley somehow being everything and nothing like she’s heard. While staying true to herself, who she was, she learned and grew and made friends she was proud to have—one of those being Robby Keene.

It was slow at first, things between them, but it was enough. Robby was troubled but he was also sweet, and funny, and from what she could tell—also willing to grow. It had made her respect him all the more. But as always, the niceties of life were short lived for the regular person, the cloud of peacefulness blown away by the storm of what one could say was fucking bullshit.

When the fight at the mall had happened, Beckett Jones knew she was more involved than she had been hoping to be. But, loyal to a fault, she stood by Demitri and protected him because he was her friend, and that was just what Beckett Jones did. But the fight at the school? That was a new chapter of crazy for her. She knew she had to stand by Sam, for she was her best friend and although flawed as all humans are, did not deserve to be attacked. So, she intervened and did her best to push Tory away, to get her to back off; to save it for another time because it was obvious that everyone involved in this would get hurt. 

It was when Robby got himself involved that she knew, deep in her bones, that this wasn’t going to go her way. She was not going to be able to mediate this, it was growing too big and too angry to be settled—especially when Miguel showed up. 

Miguel was one of her closest friends. Her first friend in California, her honorary brother, and someone who did not get along with her boyfriend. They were both great guys, but Beckett Jones couldn’t focus on either of them when they started fighting. It had haunted her for a bit, watching Miguel go over the railing, the sound his body made when it collided with the metal. Robby’s face as he watched from above, shock turning into fear in real time. Sam’s voice as she screamed at him, followed immediately by the boy fleeing the scene. She had wanted to go after him, the boy she knew couldn’t stop himself, but she was not oblivious to the fact that she was in trouble; she had participated in a blown out of proportion karate fight on the first day of school, and so her feet remained planted to the ground where she could keep Sam and Miguel in her sight.

To be clear, Beckett Jones did not regret her actions, even when awaiting the consequences in the aftermath of it all, but the outcome she was faced with was not one she had anticipated. 

Robby was MIA, not answering anyone’s calls with his location turned off. The guilt and worry she felt had grown all consuming. 

She was with Daniel LaRusso when he got the call from Robby’s mom. She had begged and pleaded, and in the end demanded, to come with him. Beckett Jones had more respect for her teacher than she had for most others in her life, but she would be damned if she was going to have Robby thinking she didn’t care about his whereabouts or well-being. She hadn’t known he had called the police, however; hadn’t known at the time that making it look like Robby turned himself in was the best thing for him. So she screamed.

Screamed at the officers, screamed at Mr. Larusso, screamed at Shannon, and screamed at the world. Beckett Jones knew that from the moment Robby Keene was born, he was handed the short end of the stick, and he only knew how to operate with the tools he was given and had scraped together trying to survive. She knew what had happened was terrible, and something needed to be done, but seeing the boy she loved hauled away in handcuffs with that look on his face was enough to break her heart in half. 

If there was one thing Beckett Jones knew for certain, was that Robby Keene was the love of her life. Even after seeing all of that, he was. 

She had apologized to Mr. LaRusso. Told him that her emotions had gotten the best of her, and she hadn’t done what he had taught her about finding balance in the midst of chaos. Had revealed to him that she held so much respect for him, more than she ever had for her own father, and that she hoped he could forgive her. He had. His arms were warm as they wrapped around her and his voice soft as he confessed that while he loved teaching his students, she had always reminded him of himself when he was younger and learning from Mr. Miyogi. 

She had apologized to Shannon. Told her that she shouldn’t have thrown her mistakes in her face at a time that was terrible for everyone, and that she especially felt guilty knowing she had taken the steps to get better for herself and her son. Assured that all the progress she had made would help her as a mother, and that she shouldn’t have discredited her because of how angry and scared she felt in that moment. It was then that Shannon had asked if Beckett Jones loved her son, because if she didn’t then she would not have had that reaction. If she didn’t, then she would not have come all the way to look her in the face to offer the kind words and comforts. 

Beckett Jones was so in love with Robby Keene and that was a fact she could no longer hold off. It was a part of her and her life and she had to stop trying to keep it at bay. 

Beckett Jones was so in love with Robby Keene, was so sure that he was the love of her life, that it had taken her by complete surprise when he crushed her heart as it lay in the palm of his hand. Sat there, in the room where visitors could meet with the boys locked away in juvie, looking at her in a way she never thought she’d see with her own eyes. His expression told her that he was angry, he was scared, and he was alone. His body language was cold, blocked off, and not letting her in for a second. There was a cut on his face, an indicator that he’d already gotten into a fight. 

This Robby, with his gaze sharp as a dagger and words as harsh as his fists, was afraid. And he didn’t want her to be afraid with him. 

Beckett Jones told Robby Keene that everything that had happened did not mean he had to love her. Him being in there did not mean that he had to have no one in his corner. She loved him, and if he’d just let her then she’d be there in any way she possibly could. 

Robby Keene, with Beckett Jones’ heart in the palm of his hand, closed it to a fist. Strike hard, strike first, no mercy. 

Beckett Jones ended the day in Samantha LaRusso’s bed, tears streaming down her face as her friend let her vent. Robby Keene ended the day with his own heart sitting heavy in his chest, trying not to think of her as he bottled everything up. 

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