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ooffies · 3 years ago

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ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ, ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ, ᴛᴀᴍᴀᴋɪ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴜʀᴀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱ/ᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅɪɢɪᴛᴀʟ ᴀʀᴛ

Anon asked: hi!! this is my first time doing an ask- i LOVE youre writing sm and i enjoy everything you make ^^ so i was wondering if you could do hcs for Izuku, Bakugo, Tamaki, and Shigaraki with an s/o who does digital art, but they're kinda self conscious about it cuz they think their art is bad- And like- the characters didnt realize how good their s/o is until they look at an art piece that was left on the screen of the s/o's tablet/computer while they were away from it and are just FUCKING AMAZED- and are just "Why didn't you tell me you were this good-" and maybe even request a piece from them-

Hopefully that made sense- if you dont have time to do it or anything, thats absolutely fine! Anyway- i hope you have a great day/night! Stay hydrated <3

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Izuku, Bakugou, Tamaki, Tomura x gn!reader (separate)

A/n: Ahhhh thank you so much anon that's so sweet of you to say! This is my first time writing for bnha so it might not be great but I still hope you like it! :)

A special thanks to @raes-ramblings for editing this!

❁Izuku❁

Izuku was already aware that you liked drawing

Sometimes you’d show him a quick sketch or two

He’d still encourage you and be your #1 supporter when it comes your art, even though he’s barely seen it

It happened on regular day, classes were over and all the students were settling down and relaxing

You had asked Izuku to go grab your sweater from your room because you were to lazy to get up from the comfortable and very cozy couch in the commons

Once he finished rummaging through your closet and was about to head out he noticed you left your computer on so he went to turn it off for you

Once he saw your art on the screen his eyes went as wide as saucers do to shock and awe

He was absolutely enticed by the art on the screen

Runs down the common room to gush to you about how amazing he thinks your art is.

He still is very much your #1 supporter and will always shower you with compliments

❁Bakugou❁

He definitely knew you drew but that’s all he really knows since you never do it in front of him or show him your art

He doesn’t ask about it either because once again he barely knows about it

It was a Friday evening when it happened

You were in your dorm peacefully drawing as you listened to music/podcast or watching a video/show/movie

Without a warning (or even a knock) your door burst open, almost breaking off the hinges

There stood in the doorway was the culprit of your almost broken door, looking at the your poor door and checking to see if broke (because he didn’t want to face the wrath of Aizawa)

He began to stomp towards you but stopped in tracks once he saw your computer screen

He looked at it for a few seconds, his eyes squinting a bit as he was processing the beautiful drawing on the screen

“HUH YOU'RE ACTUALLY GOOD AT DRAWING!?!?!”

“WHAT DO YOU “ACTUALLY GOOD” WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME!?!”

“WELL YOU NEVER SHOWED OR TOLD ME ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR DRAWINGS SO I LOWKEY ASSUMED YOU SUC- *AHEM* WEREN'T GOOD AT IT”

“BAKUGOU KATSUKI I’M GONNA PUNCH THE YOUR FACE IN”

After a few minutes of silly arguing and someone down the hall yelling shut up, he began throw out the compliments and praise

He may not be a super vocal supporter like Izuku but he still is your #1 support

He’ll just chill with you while you draw, you two just vibe together

He will always ask to see your new art no matter what, he’ll even ask if you ever finished that piece, ect.

❁Tamaki❁

He definitely knew that you drew but didn’t say/ask much since he knew you are self conscious about

He definitely still supports you saying even though he’s never seen it he sure it’s gorgeous

It happened very casually compared to the others

It was just a regular day and you two were chilling in your dorm room. You decided to watch some youtube and you pulled out your computer.

Little did you know, you had your program open.

You panicked and moved to slam your laptop shut, but before you could he grabbed your hand gently

“W-wait, that was so cool! I didn’t know you could draw like that!!”

You started to blush and stutter and he started to do the same after his sudden burst of confidence came to an end

You both started laughing in the amidst the embarrassment

After that he became someone you were very comfortable sharing your art with

He also starts to ask you about it and what you’ve been working on

You two will hangout in you're room and relax together while you draw

❁Tomura❁

Didn’t know that you can draw at all

So you’d often go draw in your room for hours on end he got a bit annoyed

He didn’t know what you were doing in there and it bothered him

You could be taking an insane amount of naps, you could be taking a super long bath, you could be playing video games,...... you…… you could be cheating on him……..?

He got up and began rushing to your room, his mind still wondering down the cheating rabbit hole

He slams the door open causing you to let out a blood-curdling scream and throw you pen across the room

“OH MY GOD WHY DID YOU THAT ARE YOU OKAY?” you asked, you throat still recovering from your scream

He looked at the pen on the ground to the computer screen then to the pen again

You got up from your seat and walkover to him, placing your hand on his arm and rubbing it soothingly

“Tomura babe what’s wrong you’re worrying me”

“Oh you were just drawing” he said slowly wrapping his arms around you

“Oh y-yeah I was ahaha…..” you said with a nervous chuckle cause it just hit you that he SAW your art

“It’s really good”

He supports your art and always compliments you whenever you show him a new piece, he’s someone you’ve become comfortable sharing your art with

He was also super excited when he saw your artist glove (if you have one) because it looked like his quirk cancelling glove. He’ll hold up one of his hands to yours and say “Look we’re matching” with big, stupid, goofy grin

But you never truly learned what was bothering him that day and it still kinda bugs ya

#bnha #bnha headcanons #mha #mha headcanons #bakugou x reader #bakugou headcanons #izuku x reader #izuku headcanons #tamaki headcanons #tamaki x reader #tomura headcanons #tomura x reader #bnha bakugou #bnha izuku #bnha tamaki #bnha tomura #my writing

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i-will-physically-fight-you · 4 years ago

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Crescent Chapter 3 Revision Notes

Revised Chapter 3 is out baby, view it on tumblr dont talk to me about the links not working on that post its broken for some reason or ao3! Since this chapter feels like the one most heavily updated, here’s some notes on what was reworked

Removed Roman’s pov from the very beginning and replaced it with Patton’s pov. I made this decision because it felt like it made for a stronger opening. Some of Roman’s beginning inner monologue in the original is reused at the end of the revised chapter

Patton tearing that mugger apart is now 40% more gruesome and descriptive.

Patton’s character is now more rounded out and thoroughly explored imho

Roman, Patton and Logan are now 20% more werewolf in their behavior

Instead of Logan conveniently arriving home for that Dramatic Entrance when Patton finishes telling Roman what’s up, he’s just there and ready to silently disapprove Patton’s choices in life

The Argument at the end between the three is a bit more expanded upon and Patton has a bit more agency in it.

Original Word-Count was 2557, Updated Word-Count is 4574, little over 2k more than the original.

Included below is the original chapter 3 so you can see the differences if you’d like

To be fair, Roman wasn’t surprised when Patton came home a stray in tow. Patton had a heart of gold—there wasn’t a mean bone in his body. He cried easily. He cried when a girl and her dog got separated in a movie, and he cried again when the two were reunited. He couldn’t bear passing by a downed bird, injured and all alone. It was why they now had a flock of ravens that took shelter within the confines of their yard.

Roman knew it was always hard for Patton to let go of the strays after he nursed them back to health. He grew attached to their presences, loved them like they were his own children. But he also knew that they couldn’t really care for pets with their type of lifestyle beyond the wild animals like the ravens that just wouldn’t leave. However, that was alright. A flock of ravens were considered good luck among werewolves.

So the ravens stayed, whilst the others were sent away. Logan always did his best to help situate the animals into loving homes. It made Patton feel better knowing that they went to owners who’d care for them just as much as he did.

What he was surprised about was the…species of the stray Patton brought home.

He heard the door click open, as he worked on his canvas. He didn’t bother glancing up. He didn’t need to use his nose to know it was Patton entering their humble yet magnificent dwelling. It couldn’t be anyone else, but Patton as Logan didn’t get off work this early, and there wasn’t anyone else who had a key to the house.

“Hey, padre!” He greeted, frowning as he redrew the eyes of his sketch, “Did you complete your quest to obtain the chocolate chip cookies with the extra chocolateyness?”

“Oh my goodness,” Patton gasped, “I left the cookies back in the city!”

“What happened? Did you get sidetracked by a baby squirrel again?” Roman chuckled.

He expected Patton to launch into some excited ramble about the cute poor animal he came across, or perhaps amazing scent trail that derailed him from his errand. But instead Patton seemed hesitant to share information.

“Not…exactly.” Patton admitted.

“What do you mean?” Roman finally looked up.

Instead of the kitten or baby bird that Roman expected to find, there was a stranger in Patton’s arms. Small and thin and pale in baggy black clothing. His first thought that must be another werewolf—Patton wouldn’t dare bring a human here, would he? But Roman took one sniff and knew immediately.

There was no mistake about it; Patton had brought a human into the home.

“Patton why is he here?” Roman growled, “He’s a human!”

The older man pressed his lips together, walking past Roman to lay the human on the couch before facing him once more.

“He was in trouble, Roman! He—he was all alone and I couldn’t just leave him—” Patton drew a breath, “Please, let me explain.”

To be fair, Patton did not mean to go sniffing out for trouble. He only meant to go sniffing out for cookies after another botched attempt at creating them. As much as he loved making food in the kitchen, baking was not his strong suit. Logan said it was because he wasn’t exact with his measurements. Patton didn’t see how adding more sugar could ruin the recipe that much. He only wanted to make the cookies sweeter, and what’s sweeter than sugar itself?

It was alright though, because that just gave himself an excuse to visit Thomas. He let his nose take all the way downtown to the Piece of Cake bakery. The bell jangled as he bounced in, grinning around at the pastel interior of the bakery. He took a deep breath in, letting the sweet scents of the desserts invade his nose.

“Hi Patton! What’ll it be today?” Thomas asked, giving a friendly wave from his place at the counter.

“Thomas! It’s so good to see you!” Patton squealed, reaching over the counter to give the man a hug.

The man let out a surprised yelp, but eagerly returned the hug just the same. He learned by now that Patton often to forgot to ask before he invaded people’s personal spaces in his rush to lavish them with affection.

“Opps sorry,” Patton gave a bashful grin as he withdrew from the hug, “I was just excited to see you! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!”

“Patton, it’s only been like three days,” Thomas laughed.

“I know, but still.” Patton pouted.

The two made friendly conversation as Patton picked out his order. It wasn’t until another customer came into the bakery that the two exchanged their goodbyes, and Patton made his departure.

He hummed cheerfully, swinging the bag of cookies with each stride. Occasionally at intersections he took a moment to open the bag and smell the delicious sugary delights. Chocolate Chip, Snickerdoodles, Sugar Cookies—the scents tickled his nose with glee.

Patton loved scents—they often told the truth more often than someone else’s words or his own eyes could. He was happy he could always trust his nose when his other senses failed him. He couldn’t imagine not being able to smell! He’d rather give up his sight or his hearing than not being able to smell the comforting presences of his packmates.

Once, Logan revealed to him that humans couldn’t smell as well as their kind. Patton cried for fifteen minutes straight after that.

“Why are you crying?” Logan asked, awkwardly patting Patton’s back, “Humans’ sense of smell may be feeble compared to ours, but they have been able to survive just fine with it the way that it is. Besides, it is not as if they know the difference.”

“Exactly!” Patton sobbed harder, “They’ll never know how—how wonderful smell is.”

Logan sighed.

“Would it help any to say as a former human, that I now know how wonderful a heightened sense of smell can be?”

“A little.” Patton sniffled.

The crosswalk switched from an angry red hand to the cute walking stick figure that signaled it was the pedestrians turn to walk. The crowd surged forward, a few people bumping into Patton’s shoulder as they passed by him.

“Oh!” He looked up from the bag, spying the crosswalk signal. He covered up the bag once more and hurried across the crosswalk.

It was a long walk to the outskirts of the city where Roman, Logan and Patton lived, but he much preferred it over taking the car. As much as he enjoyed driving, he didn’t enjoy that thick traffic that left him antsy in the seat knowing he could walk faster than how fast the car was crawling across the interstate. When there wasn’t traffic clogging the streets, the car whipped by faster than Patton’s liking.

He took the idiom “stop and smell the roses” literally. Patton enjoyed walking because of the journey. He loved hearing the chatter out of the bustling city, the wind rustling his hair, seeing the various sights that the city had to offer. Not to mention the smells. While some scents like gasoline could be nauseating to smell, there was scents like—pizza. Greasy breading baked with tomato sauce and cheese with a variety of toppings. His stomach grumbled in agreement.

As if in a trance, Patton’s feet led him in the direction of a nearby pizzeria. It wasn’t until he was a block away from the restaurant that he realized how far off he deviated from the walk home. He needed to walk north, not inwards towards the heart of the city. As much as his mouth watered for pizza, he already prepared a delicious meal at home. He would have to save pizza for another day. Perhaps he could even make homemade pizza! He hadn’t tried that doing that yet.

It was hard to suppress his urge to chase after every wonderful scent that infiltrated his nose, however. The closer he came towards home, the more overwhelming it became. When Patton had been younger, it was harder for him to ignore the urges to chase after the scents. Flowers, perfume, the smell of Asian food wafting in the air from a nearby restaurant—it enticed and overwhelmed him.

He chased the scents, curious to see where they led. Often, he found himself in trouble from sticking his nose where it didn’t belong. After spending his childhood largely isolated from the human world, he had been ignorant of appropriate manners among humans. For example, humans often took offense if you smelled them. Whereas werewolves had very little sense of personal space. Something that could be found inherent in Patton by how he heaped affection on people within five seconds of meeting them.

Patton knew better now. He recognized he couldn’t gleefully chase each scent without abandon. He had a responsibility to look after the needs of the others. If Patton didn’t remind the two workaholics when to eat, he wasn’t sure who else would.

Gotta focus, gotta focus, gotta focus. The mantra ran through his mind repeatedly. He opened the bag of cookies once more, taking a deep whiff to remind himself of his mission. The rich chocolate, cinnamon goodness and fear reminded him that he can’t wait to share them with the others—wait.

Patton paused in the middle of the sidewalk, causing the person behind him to grumble in frustration. Fear? That can’t be right. That scent doesn’t belong with a cookie but rather—a living being. He scanned the bustling crowd who traveled down the sidewalk as usual. The scent of increased perspiration clung to the air, how could the humans just ignore it? Could they not smell it?

He didn’t stay put to find out. There’s no question in his mind whether if he should not follow this scent. His heart pounded, as he dashed after the scent. He trusted his nose to lead him to the source.

“Opps, Excuse me! Sorry!” He called out, apologizing to disgruntled pedestrians as he tore through the foot traffic. His large, hulking figure was perfect at plowing through the crowd—no one wanted to get trampled by a 6’2 man.

He skidded around a corner, the scent leading him to the entrance of a winding, dark alleyway. There lay a sight that angered him. A large burly human held a gun against a smaller one, who shook badly from terror.

Patton let out a low growl, too upset to say anything intelligible. His claws came out as he launched himself at the mugger, tearing him away from the small human. A shot rang out from his gun, and Patton could only hope it didn’t hit the human on the ground. The mugger attempted pointing his gun towards Patton, but he ripped the weapon out of his hand and onto the ground.

The mugger made a frantic scramble after it, but Patton pinned him to the ground. He sunk his claws into the man, and only let go when the man went limp.

He breathed in deeply, forcing himself to relax. His instincts screamed at him to remain on guard. But the danger had passed, and he needed to make sure the small human was okay. He was ignorant of a lot of things about humans, but he did know they could be easily frightened by his more wolfish appearance. The last thing he wanted was to scare the poor guy even further. As soon as he morphed back into a humanoid appearance, his focus went immediately to the small human—his eyes widening in concern at their collapsed figure.

“Are you alright?!” He called out as he rushed to their side. Their head lolled backwards, signaling that they had gone unconscious.

A surge of protectiveness took over him as he immediately gathered the human in his embrace. He can’t help but marvel over how small and fragile the human looked! He must have been the runt in his litter. The human wore a raggedy black hoodie and ripped jeans with scuffed up converse. His face was too thin to be healthy, and those circles underneath his eyes! If the poor thing didn’t faint from fright, he certainly fainted from exhaustion.

He gasped upon seeing the bandages wrapped around the human’s hands. The skin underneath looked red and swollen, indicating it was a fresh wound. The human’s hair was glistened with sweat. Patton pressed a hand against his forehead and nearly flinched at how warm it felt. He shouldn’t feel this warm…humans shouldn’t feel this warm, right?

Patton snuck a glance towards the mugger, and immediately withheld the urge to vomit. The wounds looked deeper than Patton had initially thought and although the mugger was still breathing, it might not be for long. Patton was a lover not a fighter. The thought that he could be this man’s cause of death was haunting. But as he looked back down at the runt, he didn’t regret it. The mugger had threatened an innocent life, and Patton wasn’t going to stand there and watch it happen.

That was also the reason why he couldn’t just leave the human, alone and unconscious, in the alley alone with the bleeding-out stranger that tried to kill him. If someone came across him, he’d be an easy meal. He had to take the human somewhere safe. The only thing is, Patton had no way of knowing where he lived. He had no way of tracking down his home. It was nearly impossible to distinguish a scent from the hundreds of millions of aromas existing in the city air.

A scream interrupted his thoughts. Patton looked up to see a woman staring from the entrance of the alleyway, covering up her mouth in horror. Patton’s mind came to a screeching halt as his instincts screamed a singular command at him. Run.

This was not a time to attempt explaining the situation. His nerves were shot, and he was afraid of what was going to befall on the human. Would the other humans see how sick and small he was and attempted to finish what the mugger started? He couldn’t let this small human go through any more pain than he already had. Not now he was here. He scooped up the human in his arms, sprinting into through the sidewalks of the city.

He ran as fast as his feet would carry him, afraid that police sirens would be after him at any moment. Patton was fast, but not fast enough to outrun a car. Especially while carrying the human, despite how worryingly light he was.

Patton, being paranoid, took detours—attempting to throw off any would-be pursuers off his trail. When he finally reached the porch of the house, he almost collapsed from exhaustion. The human let out a cry in his sleep, and Patton stroked his hair.

“Shhh,” He said, “You’re safe now.”

The human unconsciously leaned into the touch, completely relaxing in Patton’s hold. The werewolf’s heart melted even further. If Patton’s heart was a popsicle, it was now a puddle of sugary sweet liquid.

As he sat on the porch, the human lying draped across his lap, he started to realize that Logan and Roman probably wouldn’t be happy with this arrangement. But Patton wasn’t going to abandon him, even if he was a human!

Which was why, he was now pleading to let the human stay with them.

“Please Roman, he needs help, I couldn’t just leave him all like that!” Patton begged, “Please don’t tell Logan—not yet, at least.”

“Tell Logan, what?”

Logan stood in the door frame, arms crossed as he stared down at the unconscious form of the human on the couch. Patton gulped.

He did not look happy.

“Hi Logan,” Patton chuckled nervously.

“What is he doing here?” Logan gestured to the human, “He shouldn’t be here, Patton. Do you remember what happened last time we let a human in our house?”

“This—this is different,” Patton insisted, “He needs us!”

“He needs to go!” Roman burst, clenching his fists.

Logan turned to look at Patton.

“Explain.” He said, and Patton did.

He repeated the same story as he had with Roman, with a few occasional interruptions by Logan who reminded him to stick the facts and not stray off into tangents. Once he finished, Logan sighed and pinched his nose between his fingers.

“So, what I’m hearing is that you panicked and weren’t thinking straight.”

Roman snorted. “Patton doesn’t think straight—ever.”

“I couldn’t just leave him all alone like that! What if he got attacked again?” Patton huffed.

“You could’ve left him at a police station or taken him to the hospital if you were worried about his health.”

Now that he thought about it, those might’ve been better options. Logan had always been good at figuring out more rational solutions to problems than Patton. But it didn’t change the fact that the tiny human was here now and needed their help.

“He needs a pack, Logan. And I know you know how to care for sick humans!”

Logan raised an eyebrow, “Patton, humans are social creatures, I’m sure he has packmates of his own who are concerned by his disappearance. There’s also no telling how he would react once discovering our true nature. We should take him to the hospital.”

Patton frowned. He hadn’t taken in consideration that the small human might already have packmates. If he did, Patton didn’t think they were good packmates based on the human’s malnourished appearance.

“We don’t have to tell him about the pack. But we can’t just leave him alone in the hands of strangers, Logan! We should care for him until we find out where his packmates are.”

Roman glanced between the two like a child observing an argument between their parents unfold in front of them.

Logan said nothing, reaching downwards to feel the human’s forehead.

“His temperature is unusually warm,” He noted, “We should take his jacket off—to help cool down his temperature.”

Patton’s eyes widened.

“Does that mean—”

“Yes, he can stay,” Logan said before clarifying, “only until he’s no longer ill.”

Roman’s eyes flashed angrily.

“Wh—”

“Patton, can you go prepare the spare bedroom for the human?” Logan interrupted.

“Of course!” Patton beamed as he scurried out.

As soon as Patton left the room, Roman turned to face Logan.

“Do I have no say in this?” Roman spluttered indignantly, “Am I the only one who thinks this is a bad idea? It’s a human, Logan. A. Human.”

“A human who is physically weaker, underfed and feverish compared to us. While it would be optimal to take him to a hospital, you and I both know about how attached Patton gets to…strays. I theorize he’s able to pack-bond more easily with other species than us.”

“Look, I don’t want to hurt Patton’s feelings as much you do, but we should put the safety of the pack first.”

“I did consider the safety of the pack in my decision making. This is a compromise—we’ll look after the human for long as he’s sick in exchange for Patton promising to return him to his friends and family,” Logan explained, “Who knows? The human might even want to leave early.”

He walked towards his study before turning to glance back at Roman.

“Make no mistake. I know how dangerous humans can be; I was once one myself, Roman, and I have no intentions of harboring the delusion of keeping one in our home any longer than necessary.”

#kat talks #writing woes #werewolf au

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imaginedeux · 4 years ago

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Sixth Sense

Run, we need to get a way!

Guys run!

This isnt good, we need to get out of here and now!

LEAVE THEM ALONE!

Exploring places was something you had done since you were young, being the youngest and the only girl in your group of cousins, you wanted to show them you werent scared to explore abandoned places, or even haunted places. Your old home town was founded as an army base during the civil war and saw blood shed for the first give or take 100 years of its existence, which caused the places you and your cousins to explore to be haunted. Fast forward to present day, you no longer live in your hometown, but live in Santa Monica, California with a mundane job to pay for the overly expensive loft you were renting. You also had a small youtube channel, nothing too big, it was more of a way to record your adventures in California and a way for your parents to make sure you were okay. That is until you bumped into a very popular social media duo while they were trying to sneak into a ‘haunted’ location near where you lived. The warning you gave them, followed by a video by the duo a week later, caused them to contact you and to see if you wanted to join them for haunted location.

That was over a year ago, and now you regularly join them and TFIL for ‘haunted’ overnights. A majority of which were legit, you could feel the presence of spirits before you stepped foot on the property, while others were just people being a-holes and scaring you guys off. Thats one of the reasons why you joined the duo and TFIL for those adventures, you were able to sense a spirit near by, and were able to warn them when they went too far. This has been something you’ve been able to do since you were a kid, and wasnt an unfamiliar feeling either. That is, until Colby told you that he and Sam wanted you to join them for a haunted overnight in London, with Cory and Jake in tow as well.

With your luggage in tow and your new passport in hand, you and the guys were off to London for Sam and Colby’s new series. What they didnt tell you was, there were two locations you would be visiting, possible a third, but two for sure. The first location did a number on you and the group, the experts told you the stories associated with the room Sam and Colby and with the floor the five of you were staying on. Everything that went on during the night, and after the group went to their rooms for the night, shook the group, you especially. You weren’t one to have nightmares much less ones you could remember after waking up, but the dream you had stayed with you as you traveled to the second location.

“Hey, you okay (Y/N)? You look like you’ve been in a trance since we left the hotel.” Corey, who was sitting next to you in the backseat asked you as you looked down at your hands.

“Just thinking about what happened last night.” You murmured, your nightmare coming back to mind. “I didn’t want to freak you guys out while we were checking out, but I had a really intense nightmare that included all of us.”

“Nightmare? I thought you said you didnt have them?” Colby asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror, his eyes shifting from you to the road.

“Thats the thing I dont. I havent had one since I was a kid. It was after you came knocking at my door asking if I had called you guys, or even asking if I had left a voice mail. I fell asleep for an hour and I woke up from what felt like a never ending nightmare, I wasnt going to let myself go back to sleep so I sketched out what was happening in my dream. The only thing I could draw was the church, and its surroundings.” You explained grabbing your bag taking out a notebook you carried around with you, flipping it to the page where you drew the church. “The thing that stuck out the most was the graveyard that surrounded it, and the forest.”

~~~

“Hey (Y/N), didnt you say you had a nightmare about a church?” Jake asked from your right, shaking you awake from your short slumber.

“Y-Yeah, what about it?” You yawned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, looking straight out the windshield. Both Sam and Colby were looking out to the left of the car, their camera recording on the dash straight at you.

“And that the church was surrounded by a graveyard?” Sam said this time, from his seat in the passenger side.

“Yeah, what of...” You started before you looked out the window to your left. “No, there’s no fucking way.”

“(Y/N) did you know what church we were going to today?” Colby asked, turning to look at you face to face. “Because that’s exactly the church you drew.”

“NO! You guys wouldn’t even tell us the name of the church! How was is supposed to know THIS was the church we were going to!?” You questioned the blue eyed brunette in the driver seat.

“I dont like this you guys.” Corey said from your left. “(Y/N) had a nightmare, a NIGHTMARE, about this place. And she apparently doesn’t even have nightmares, and she has one about this place, A PLACE SHE’S NEVER EVEN SEEN BEFORE!”

“Guys, off camera (Y/N) told us she had a nightmare, note she hasn’t had a nightmare since she was a kid, about us at a church surrounded by a graveyard last night after the phone call. She also said she drew out the church, a way to keep her awake until we had to check out this morning.” Sam explained to the viewers what was going on. “And this is what she drew, without knowing what church we were going to.” Sam grabbed the notebook from you and showed it to the camera.

“Which is the exact church we’re staying in tonight.”

~~~

“Okay, this is getting freaky. (Y/N), has called everything thats happened so far, from the crows, to the teeth on the graves. I dont think staying here is a good idea guys.” Jake said as the sun started to set over the woods at the back end of the church, giving the group less light to see over the graveyard. “She even called the fucking tombs in the church!”

“Come on Jake, shes also said by this time in her dream shit hit the fan, and we’re okay, we already have our blankets for the night, the camera is ready to record us for the rest of the night to make sure we capture everything we can. We’ll be okay.” Colby said trying to calm down the other skeptic in the group. You said nothing as Jake argued with Sam and Colby, all you wanted to do was get out of the place as fast as you could, and the only way to do that is go to sleep. Being unconscious was better than feeling on edge the entire time.

“What else did you dream (Y/N), was this in the dream too?” Corey asked taking a seat next to you, your back to the three other guys as you faced the front of the church.

“No, thats why I want to leave. With the dream I was able to pin point what not to do but now that its nothing like it, i’m scared that something might happen.” You confessed, still looking towards the front of the church, the tombs covered by darkness. “I’m not able to stop something bad from happening if something does go wrong.”

“I understand the feeling. Especially after what my little brother texted me yesterday, I feel like I cant help him if I dont know what im going up against. And its scary.” Corey whispered as the yelling behind the two of you started to quiet down.

“We’ve both had things happen since our childhood. You’ve been seeing things since your family used the Ouija board, and I’ve had the feelings since before I could remember. Believe it or not my mom once told me she could feel spirits when she was my age, and so did my grandma. They’ve both told me that they were able to feel spirits most of their lives, but they cant anymore.”

“What stopped them? Maybe you can do that and you wont be able to feel the spirits anymore!”

“I dont think it’s that simple.” You laughed. The dry laugh caught the attention of the three other guys in the church as well. “They stopped being able to feel spirits the day I was born.”

“Hey guys, I think this is a good time to head to bed.” Sam said this time, the harsh LED light illuminating dark half of the church. “The faster we get to sleep, the faster we’ll be out of here.”

~~~

Sam! Colby! Guys! Get back to the Church now! Jake, Corey, i’m going to go and get them, stay here.

You’re too late

No! No i’m not! Sam! Colby!

You cant protect them

I WILL!

The air was finally able to reach your lungs as you shot up from your make shift bunk. The cold air surrounding you caused steam to radiate of your person, and your deep exhales to create puffs of smoke in front of you. You looked around to see if your sudden movements woke anyone else up, thats when your heart dropped. Before you went to bed, Sam took the bunk closest to the door and Colby took the one to your left while Corey and Jake took the ones to your right. Both Sam and Colby’s bunks were empty.

“No, no, no, no!” You mentally yelled pulling on your shoes as fast and as quietly as you could, not wanting to wake the two other boys. As you got up, you heard one of the bunks shift and a loud gasp come from behind you.

“Did, did you shake me awake!?” Jake asked, his eyes wide. “(Y/N), did you shake me awake?!”

“No. Now quiet down.” You tried shooshing Jake. “You’ll wake Corey if you’re too loud.”

“Too late for that, what’s going on? Where’s Sam and Colby?” Corey asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Jake are you okay man? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I woke up because it felt someone was shaking me awake! Then when I got up (Y/N) was getting up from her bunk.” Jake explained getting up from his bunk and flipping it over. “Where are Sam and Colby? Did they do this?”

“I dont know! When I woke up they were gone, thats when I got up and you woke up. Stay here, I’m going to look for them.” You said grabbing one of the extra flashlights.

“No! We’re not going to let you go out there on your own.” Corey said slipping on his shoes. “Whoa, wait what happened to you? You’ve soaked through your shirt.” Thats when you realized your sweater was completely soaked with sweat from the nightmare you were having before you woke up.

“My nightmare. No.” You whispered before you bolted towards the door of the church. “You guys stay here, I think somethings gonna happen, something bad. I have a big bag of salt in my backpack, use it to make a circle around the bunk area, and DONT leave it. Not for me, not for anyone okay? Unless you see us in person, dont believe your ears, okay?”

You stood at the door, the gates open behind you, leading out into the grave yard, Corey and Jake confused. “Things are going to get bad.”

“Bad? What do you mean bad? (Y/N), you can’t leave us in the dark, especially after everything thats been happening!” Jake yelled walking towards you.

“FINE!” You screamed back. This was probably the first time they heard you raise your voice in anger. “Fine! When I was younger, right when I was realizing that could feel spirits, a demon attacked one of my cousins while we were exploring one of the old hospitals in the area. My other cousins all ran away, too scared to think of a way to get the demon away from them. I stepped in and the next thing I knew it was three weeks later and I was in the hospital. I was in a coma after detaching the demon from my cousin who was in a coma as well. The thing is while I was in the coma I had a never ending nightmare.”

“What does that have to do with us!?”

“Because! I was having nightmares of this place! Thats why when I woke up today I was repeating the nightmare from all those years ago! Before tonight I had no recollection of what happened to me and my cousin, its almost as if it never happened. And because of the nightmare from yesterday and the eerie feeling from today, I was able to remember it. I texted one of my older cousins while we were out buying blankets and they said that it was true, but that the family promised not to bring it up to either of us. In my nightmare, from YEARS before I moved out to California, I had a nightmare of you four. I was trying to protect you guys, Sam and Colby. Now it’s actually happening, so I have to go and protect Sam and Colby.”

“Wait! Why do we have to stay here? If we go and look for them all together we might be able to find them faster!” Corey said this time, grabbing the camera from where Colby left it to record you all through the night.

“Because the safest place you can be is in this church. The salt circle will keep you extra protected, you coming with me will just put you in danger. Please, stay here. There’s still a couple of hours until sunrise, if we’re not back by then call the police.”

~~~

“SAM! What the hell are you doing man!” Colby yelled, finally catching up with his blonde best friend. “You cant just get up and walk out of the church and into the creepy ass woods by yourself.”

“Sorry, I have the camera as a light so its not that bad, but I kept hearing things. I wasnt sure if it was from inside the church at first, then I heard it outside.”

“What were you hearing? You could have woken one of us up. You cant be going out here by yourself.”

“SAM! COLBY!”

“Is that (Y/N)? What’s she doing up?” Colby thought pointing the flashlight he had towards the direction of your voice. As Colby was about to call out to you, the atmosphere around them grew heavy. “Whoa, did you feel that Sam?”

“Yeah-yeah, it felt like the air got heavy. I think its time for us to get back to the church Colby.” Sam said this time, the camera facing Colby, the look of fear obvious on their faces. “Wait, where’s (Y/N)? I swore I heard her voice!”

“SAM! COLBY! Jesus, there you guys are!” You yelled, running up to them from the woodwork. “We need to get back to the church now!”

“We were about to head back, but why are you soaked? What happened?” Before you could respond to Colby’s frantic questions, an unearthly screech cut you off. The three of you fell to the ground, hands covering your ears, the camera in Sam’s hand fell, the light on it flickering from the fall. “What the hell was that?!”

“We need to get back to the church now!” The crack in your voice scared the duo. For as long as they’ve known you, you’ve never been one to be scared by the spirits, but this was a different story. “Please, we need to get back to the church!”

Grabbing the camera, you pointed it at the duo in front of you, the light still flickering, but it was the only way to keep you in your line of sight. “I can’t lose sight of you guys, so please lets get back to Corey and Jake.”

“What’s going on (Y/N)? Why didnt you bring Corey and Jake with you?” Sam asked coming to a stop near the edge of the woods.

“Yeah, and did you feel that shift earlier? What was that?” Colby asking this time.

“There’s no time for questions, we need to get to safety, please!” You were pleading with them at this point. The sinking feeling in your stomach was getting worse. “Please we need to leave!”

“No! Not until you tell us whats going on!” Colby yelled at you. It didn’t phase you, it was a high stress situation and yelling in normal. Taking in a deep breath you told the duo what you told Jake and Corey back at the church. You could tell as you were reciting the story that they knew this was serious.

“So, we need to get the hell out of here and back to the church where its sa-” You started before the light on the camera Sam still had in his hand, went out.

There’s no place to run, you were smart to leave the other two in the church, but these two are mine.

“Don’t you dare get near them! I’m the one you want! I’ve beat you once before, I can beat you again!” You yelled at nothing. “Whatever you guys do, do not talk to him. You guys acknowledging him will only make it worse.”

“Right.” The pair whispered. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you grabbed onto Sam and Colby, “We need to get back to the church, follow me.”

Not so fast (Y/N), you dont think it’ll be that easy?

“Sam!” A familiar voice yelled from the darkness. “Sam please help me I’m hurt!”

“Ka-” Sam started before you let go of Colby to slam your hand on Sam’s mouth.

“It’s a trick! Don’t trust your ears, they’ll trick you.” You explained. “Same goes for you Colby, no matter who you hear, it doesn’t matter who, if you cant see them, do not trust the voices you hear.” You grabbed Colby’s jacket, pulling him and Sam back towards the church. “I’m sorry you guys.”

“Why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault this is happening, you didn’t know that this thing was going to come back.”

“Yeah, if anything its our fault that we didnt listen to you, after you were predicting everything that happened.”

They’re right, they should have listened to you, just like your cousins should have listened to you when this happened all those years ago.

“We were children! You had the balls to attack children! That just shows you how weak of a demon you are! It makes you even weaker when a child was able to exercise you from a the body of another child!” You yelled into the darkness. “You thought you were powerful because of the place we were in! Your worshipers used the hospital as your portal! You were using my cousin as a scapegoat!”

You werent strong enough to get rid of me the first time. What makes you think you’ll be strong enough now?

As the demon started to laugh, the ground shaking with every cackle, the moon showed itself from behind the clouds, the graveyard lit up with the light. In the middle of all the graves was a massive being, a mix of human and a crow.

“You were always here weren’t you? You were hiding among the crows.” You said letting go of the duo. You faced this demon once before and lived, you can face him again.

“(Y/N)! Don’t!” Colby whispered as you walked towards the demon. “We need to get to the church!”

“Come on, (Y/N)!”

“No. Not anymore, if I dont get rid of him now, I’ll have to live with this asshole following me!”

Oh, I’m not planning on letting you live, (Y/N). You arent going to live to see tomorrow.

“And im not letting you go, Raum.” With that the creature, screeched at you, stepping back away from you. “I’m no priest, or exorcist but I’ve researched how to get rid of demons!”

“(Y/N) what are you doing!?” Colby ran up to you, blocking your path to the demon. “We need to get back to the church! We’ll be safe their.”

“Sam, grab Colby and haul ass towards the Church, Jake and Corey will be waiting where the bunks are in a circle of salt, that’s where you’ll be the safest. If I don’t make it back by sunrise, I’ve already told Corey and Jake to call the police. Hell maybe call a priest too.” You explained looking between the two again. “Please, im begging you.”

“Come on Colby.” Sam whispered, grabbing onto Colby’s arm pulling him towards the church. “(Y/N) can do this, we’ll only hold her back if we’re here.”

~~~

“Jake it’s been hours and they still aren’t back, and what the hell was that sound!?” Corey asked the only other person in the circle. The yelling and screeching that came from outside the church were something out of a horror movie, it didnt seem real.

“I dont know, and all the cameras cut out when the first screech happened and they havent been able to record since then. Even the cell service has been shit.” Jake groaned sitting on one of the bunks in the middle of the salt circle they drew after (Y/N) ran out the church.

“What if it doesnt come back by sun up? How are we going to get help?”

“We’ll just go to someone’s ho-” Jake started before the doors to church doors slammed open. “Sam? Colby? Is that really you?” Before they could answer Jake grabbed the nearest bottle of holy water and sprayed the duo as they walked towards the bunks.

“Really Jake? Was that necessary?” Colby asked shaking off the cold holy water.

“Sorry, had to make sure. Hey, where’s (Y/N)? And what was that sound from earlier?” Jake asked realizing the person who forced them to stay in the church wasn’t with the duo.

“(Y/N) stayed outside. Remember when she told us when she was younger how her cousin was attacked by a demon back in her hometown?” Colby asked looking between Corey and Jake as the screeching continued in the graveyard, scaring the group.

“Well apparently the thing out there is the same one from her childhood. She told us to come to the church and wait for either her or for the sun to come up. And for us not to trust our ears, that the thing out there might try to get us outside, he almost got me by sounding like Kat.” Sam explained as more screeching and roars sounded from the darkness outside. “And to add salt to the wound, I dropped the camera when the first roar happened so I wasn’t able to get any footage of the demon outside.”

“Right when the first roar happened all the cameras in here went out too. There’s still battery in all of them but they wont record. And, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LEFT HER OUT THERE?” Corey yelled at the best friends. “You’re letting her go against that thing ALONE!?”

“We had to! If we stayed there the demon would have used us against (Y/N), and she’s gone against it before and lived, shes got this in the ba-” Sam started before another roar cut him off, the lights in the church flickering as a scream joined the roar.

“COLBY, I CAN’T DO THIS ALONE!”

“Its not (Y/N)! Dont listen to it!” Sam grabbed Colby before he sprinted out the door. “You know for a fact she wouldn’t call out for us! In any of our investigations, has she ever called for us? No. Don’t listen to him!”

“COLBY HELP! PLEASE I CANT BEAT HIM!”

“COLBY YOU BETTER NOT! DONT YOU DARE LISTEN TO HIM!”

“See that’s (Y/N)!” Sam said tugging Colby back into the salt circle, “We have to trust in her.”

~~~

“It’s been two weeks since the church and we haven’t told the fans what happened, what are we going to do?” Sam asked looking up at Colby, from his seat next to (Y/N). It had been two weeks since the church incident, and they were still in the UK. The night took a turn for the worst when the sun had finally come up and (Y/N) hadn’t made it back to the church. It took almost two days to find her somewhere in the middle of the wood miles away from the church the group stayed at.

“I know they deserve answers, but our main concern is to make sure (Y/N) is alright. We already contacted her family and they’re aware, which is the most important part. Maybe us staying and Corey and Jake leaving was a bad idea.” Colby muttered, pacing around the hospital room. (Y/N) hadn’t woken up from the coma she was found in almost two weeks prior, and it was concerning the boys. (Y/N)’s parents told the boys that the last time she was in a coma like this it lasted almost a month, and that the boys shouldn’t worry about (Y/N), shes stronger than she seems. “I wish (Y/N) would give us some sort of sign that shes okay.”

“Why does it feel like its out fault? Like if we hadn’t come to London none of this would have happened? Or what if we had stayed in the church? Maybe then we would have been back in LA planning our next adventure.” Sam whispered, rubbing his face with his palms.

“Damn it!” Colby finally yelled after a few minutes of silence. “Why the fuck did this happen to (Y/N)? What if we had stayed there? Maybe it would have been one of us instead of her! Fuck!”

“Quiet down please. We’re in a hospital for fuck sake.” The whisper caught the duo off guard. It was the small smile on the patience’s face that brought them to tears as they hugged the person on the hospital bed. “Okay, I can’t breath guys.”

“Wh-what? When did you wake up? How are you feeling? Do-do you need anything?” Colby asked as Sam ran out the room going to find a doctor or nurse.

“When you guys started to blame yourselves for what happened. Raum was going to come after me one day, it just chose the church because of all the spiritual energy that we were carrying from the hotel the night before.” You, explained before a doctor, nurse, and Sam ran into the room. It was a week later that the trio was on their way back to the States, when you noticed something.

“Hey Sam, Colby.” You started as you made your way across the London airport to your gate. You stopped and looked around, something was different.

“What’s up (Y/N)? Do you feel something?” Colby asked coming up to (Y/N)

“That’s the thing, I dont feel anything.” You said looking around the airport, every place you’ve ever visited had some sort of spirit lingering around. Good or evil you were able to feel them almost 80% of the time.

“What do you mean you don’t feel anything?” Sam asked the camera in his hand pointing at you and Colby. The three of you had agreed to release what footage you had onto their Youtube channel since you felt like their fans needed some sort of explanation. They just needed to film the last bits of them leaving London before they would do a sit down segment back in LA explaining what had happened at the church.

“I dont feel any spiritual presence, like any. It wouldn’t have bothered me but I had felt a presence when we first landed here. Now there’s nothing.” You said looking back at Sam and Colby. “Maybe me winning cost me my ability to feel spirits.” That statement became even more true when you landed back in LA and did a quick visit to places you knew were haunted, you couldn’t feel anything in any of the locations.

“Hey, maybe its a good thing? I mean people who have some sort of power are usually targeted by demons or evil spirits.” Sam said as the three of you walked up to the first place the three of you met.

“If it keeps you safe, maybe its a good thing that you lost your ability.” Colby said this time.

“But now I feel like I wont be able to protect you guys.” You said looking back at the best friends, tears welling up in her eyes.

“But, we’ll be able to protect you. When you would tell us to back off during an overnight we started to notice how certain things would happen around the time you would speak up. We’re able to tell if somethings going to happen because of all the times you brought it to our attention that something was wrong.” Colby said walking up to you, giving you a small smile. “Anything to protect you even if you dont have your sixth sense.”

#sam and colby fanfic #sam golbach #colby brock #sam golbach fanfic #colby brock fanfic #sam and colby AU #sam golbach AU #colby brock AU

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pwnyta · 6 years ago

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Nobody ASKED for any of my shitty Pokemon character doodles... BUT IM IN A MOOD.

SO yall have to deal with it.

This is under a read more so dont come at me about it being annoyingly long. Blame Dumblr. Theres a SHIT TON OF DOODLES UNDER THE CUT.

First off I wanted to give Holly a whole classroom of friends... it wasnt GONNA be an all girls school... but I kept crankin of little girly Mons....

I dont actually have a shiny Darumaka or Eevee... but theyre two of my favorite shinies...

I drew these four after so theyre a bit different in style. Shiny Swirlex has the same excuse as the other two shinies... I just love the shiny colors

They also needed a teacher so I repurposed one of my older characters because I thought itd be funny to have a swan teacher... cuz swans are so scary but they care for their babies well.

Darla and Delilah can be bothered with threats because theyre safe with Mr Shandra.

Mikhail only takes classes that are small enough to fit under his wingspan so he can keep them all safe. And Eva and Tiffany learn from the best and just get pissed off like their teacher.

((Hes more bark than bite though... hes not a great fighter and a double weakness to Electric? Garbo. But he puts up a convincing enough front.))

And because he was a swan I gave him a life mate. The only other being that gets any softness from him.

He was an ex pirate.

Mikhail has no interest in criminals!!! So the captain gave up the pirate life and married a very short tempered bird and gained a lot of weight...because I wanted him chubby.

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‘’Spider’’, Esi, and dear ol Dad. Despite Reds best efforts to keep Esi out of Osborns hands he still ended up an immensely shady bastard but at least hes not as broken as ‘’Spider’’.

I didnt finish their moms because I couldnt settle on a design for Spiders mum....

Now Spider works for Caedere his beloved boss who would never ever lie to him ever. (Hint: Spiders nature is ‘naive’)

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I tried revamping Ray and Hebanon... but Ray still gay as hell for his boy.

I bullied Sparky a little. He’ll probably be fine even if Rays got a Mega evo. Its the name of the game Ray... hes supposed to knock his opponent out... you cant get pissed when ever Hebanon gets fucked up in battle.

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Did I post these? Am I ever gonna finish these character sheets? No. And look I forgot the most pressing detail of Zippos and thats his fuckin Arbok mark on his back. IM A FOOL.

Kreetan and his mum and dad.

So many little comic things I’ll never finish because theres too many and instead of just stopping and finishing something I keep adding to my unfinished doodles instead. This is why I dont take requests or anything.

I time where Leif and Cyndy actually grow up?

THEY ALL HAVE CAT EARS.

Zippo is curious.

.....AS A CAT.

Polly is here too!! And shes ready to punch someone RIGHT IN THE NOODLE.

I also thought itd be nice to draw out some other Chars of Zippo and Crizs generation.

Theyre.. as you may have guessed are not finished yet.

Clem is a timid lad, Mira... not so much. Very brave

Addy is a modest princess type

Jubilee is a sassy lass.

And Criz. A sweet bashful boy whos never done anything wrong and certainly will not die because no one would be cruel enough to let that happen.

((EYES EMOJI))

Babby Clem, Addy, and Jubilee.

WHO’RE THESE ASSHOLES?!

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Updated Mistletoe. One spooky righteous(in his own mind) lad.

She only looks stoic to start... but shes quite the weirdo.

She just got here and shes ready to go home. What a mood.

Now for some less polished individuals....

Meh meh meh lookit me IM OMI. Im gonna put three of the exact same Pokemon in the same group so Pwnyta has to suffer tryna come up with different designs.

...But I do like them. I imagine that they remain Ekans because they wont need the mark of their tribe so no one will no where they come from. So spooky.

I was torn between the codename ‘Sundown‘ and ‘Daybreak‘ for Crobat.

By day hes a wholesome trustworthy priest... by night he tortures people for a shady shady bug man. He’ll determine if youre truly innocent.

Doc has to deal with all these fuckin weirdos... he just wants to be a doctor... BUT AT WHAT COST DOC?!

This is a sequel to the doodle comic I was makin in a previous post... Kop and Doc develop an interesting friendship (In Kops mind. Its more a ‘stalker with a crush’ situation) But hey if Kops not being paid then hes got no reason to hurt Doc.

...Docs a fun character to bully because hes so smarmy and small.

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AND NOW FOR SOME SCIENCE BITCHES.

A man of few words and an intense curiosity with mortal beings and his own existence.

A spooky lad who doesnt quite mean to torment his subordinates... its just his Pressure.

Id imagine his form changes are a bit like Iron Man in IW when hes fighting Thanos.

I drew some more science bitches...

Some casual clothes for the original three stooges.

Shes deaf Franz! She cant hear you.

Ya know IDK if itd be ‘canon‘ that they all met as kids... I just thought itd be cute. Little psychic babies all doofin off together... the most troublesome one being asleep 90% of the time due to being an Abra.... and narcoleptic. Abra sleep so much naturally... Geller sleeps even MORE... thats why hes so incredibly smart even for an Alakazam.

I had a whole little redo sketch comic idea of Mewtwo breakin loose and fuckin shit up.... (its never been finished)

Franz tries to put him to sleep. (it doesnt work. He needs Emanuel and Nola to save him and he gets his arm broken for bein such a cheeky lad.)

Mewtwo doesnt have too much of a problem with Geller due to his soft spot for kids and pure desire for knowledge... but if hes gonna protect the other assholes then PERISH.

Dont worry though big boss Deo wont let his subordinates die let alone the second smartest after him... and saves them all pretty easy. A sharp tentacle arm through the chest will stop even Mewtwo.

Some booboos happen tho...

But hes fine eventually and finds his ex wife home watchin the kids.

Shes promptly expelled.

Geller also goes back for Dilla and steals him. Lifes too short not to adopt an ancient fossil baby.

Emanuel isnt delighted... but he doesnt have the heart to call the authorities on a man who risked his life to save him.

Fossil Mons come in two types-- Resurrected fossils which have the skin color of the primary coloring of their Pokemon form so they can be solid black or blue or red or w/e... Ancestors of ancient Pokemon have normal skin tones.

And another comic sketch idea... where Geller and Roswell are gifted with some fancy new Mega stones... Ros? Not too keen on the idea hes seen what can happen to a bitch when they Mega Evo... he aint got time for that. Geller goes HARD for SCIENCE.

Ros: Geller I know your a spoon guy but stick a fork in that bastard cuz hes done. COOKED. If he thinks im riskin my ass for his bullshit. Lets go tell him off together (im scared to go without you...)

Geller: We experiment on living things all the time for the sake of scientific progress.... are we really too good to be subject to our own studies?

Ros: YES. ABSOLUTELY.

After seeing Geller use his without hesitation, putting his body through a world of hurt for the sake of SCIENCE!!! Ros couldnt pussy out on his boy...

His Mega is just FABULOUS and now he loves it.

I was also makin a team with the Pokemon that have the highest stats (non Legends/Psudos/Megas) but I got bored after Blissey. She has a Togekiss wife I didnt finish either... Oh well.

Shes a bold lass and prefers double battles with her support wife. She doesnt like using dangerous moves as its in her nature as a Blissey to heal.

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(I forgot his whiskers... OH WELL)

I wanted to give Flaminio some people who missed him after he got spirited away by his Ghosts.

After he disappeared people looked for him but he was never found and years and years went by and people stopped looking. Even Clove and Ceto had to move on.

Koban is a loyal bitch though and he never let it go. He still wants his friend back. Hes an old boy now... so old people probably call him ‘Nekomata‘ and wonder when his tail is gonna split.

#PKMN fanarts #RIP Omi if you get through all of this...#Pwny Gijinka mon fanarts.

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thepleasureisguilty · 6 years ago

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A Day of Pampering Chapter 7:

Part of an ongoing rp between @ask-a-slippery-boy and myself

Chapter 1:(SFW) https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180404620744/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-1-insomnia-and-a-night

Chapter 2: (SFW) https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180491298229/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-2-bathe-in-the-baths

Chapter 3: (NSFW ish): https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180609254064/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-3-turning-tables-in

Chapter 4: (NSFW)

https://ask-a-slippery-boy.tumblr.com/post/180612617105/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-4-love-languages

chapter 5 : (SFW ish)

https://ask-a-slippery-boy.tumblr.com/post/180645825730/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-5-seven-minutes-in

chapter 6: (SFW): https://thepleasureisguilty.tumblr.com/post/180782130404/a-day-of-pampering-chapter-6-the-counts-new

this one is SFW: contains feasting with a countess and making Devoraks blush.

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I jump a little as you squeeze me but I don’t make a sound. I hold your arm as we follow Nadia down lucio’s hallway and to the dining room. Servents scurry around and Nadia grabs one and tells them to find Portia and have her join us.*

*The dining room is also fairly busy. We are seated across from Nadia near the end of the table.*

thepleasureisguilty

*I sit next to you, holding your hand under the table and watching the servants scurry about and having this sensation of wanting to help *

11/13/2018

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Pasha comes through the doors in a hurry* “Countess, you called for me?” *she looked a little flustered, like she may have ran a bit to get here*

*Nadia held up her hand to calm her.* “To join us, for dinner.” *She gestures to the seat besides her. Portia blushed and walked over to the seat only then realizing who “us” accompanied*

“What??? Ilya??? Mast??? You both look so good! Ilyusha I didn’t even know you could wear at color..”

*nadia smirked* “they do look rather good don’t they? I dressed them up after I found them rummaging around in lucio’s closet of all places...”

*portia gave us a look and a gesture which I returned with a shrug*

thepleasureisguilty

*i wave at portia and give a guilty smile when she gestures at us*

Haha there really is no excuse portia *I shrug as well still grinning*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Portia narrows her eyes at us, as if to say that she doesn’t buy that there isn’t some wild story involved, knowing us.* *Nadia simply looks amused at the whole situation.* “So, Mast, you mentioned you run a lounge? Please tell me more.”

thepleasureisguilty

*i flush* oh i do, its a very... Underground business. An artist collective of sorts where the group can make a few bucks and have a place to practice their art. *I try to skirt past the fact that we feast on the leftovers of nobles*

If you ever would like a portrait done Nadia, i would be honored to assist

*my eyes go up to the painting in the dining room* that was commissioned by lucio wasnt it? ... *I smile* I can tell by the color scheme and composition

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Portia and and I devolve into making strange expressions at each other. A wordless conversion that is essentially a back and forth of “what did you do?” And “I didn’t do anything”*

thepleasureisguilty

*my eyes occasionally switch between you two and i laugh to myself*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*nadia looks thoughtful.* “I do appreciate the underground resurgence of art in this city. I always find the most interesting things there. Theaters, markets, alike. I’d be very interested to see what yours is like.” *She looks a little surprised when you offer to make her portrait and laugh when you say the one on the wall was obviously commissioned by Lucio.* “you’ve only spend a few minutes in his closet and already you can tell the man’s taste. How amusing.”

*Portia surfaces from our “conversation”* “Mast is really talented, my lady! They drew Pepe and I the other night.” *Nadia smiles* “well I’ll have to consider it, since they come so highly recommended.”

thepleasureisguilty

*I blush a bit at the praise and smile* id be happy to sketch you sometime to show you my talents Nadia. Then you may determine for yourself if it is justified

ask-a-slippery-boy

*She seems pleased* we’ll have to make an appointment of some sort.

*Servants come in with carts. They set down wide but shallow bowls of creamy soup. They set down glasses of fine white wine to pair with it, and vanish quickly as they appear*

thepleasureisguilty

*I inspect the food, the smell is rich in spices and fish* cream of scallop? *I venture the guess smiling*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*nadia nods* “You must have a good pallet. That is correct.” * the soup is delicious. I make a satisfied sigh as I eat, but that might also be because I can hold your thigh under the table without anyone noticing*

thepleasureisguilty

*I humm happily as you hold my thigh and i taste the soup, it is great. Highly doubt this batch would ever be sent back to the lounge *

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I trace circles into your inner thigh. I have such a hard time keeping my hands off of you, I’m actually surprised we ever make it outside sometimes* Delicious, as always. Thank you for the invite Nadia, your hospitality is greatly appreciated.

*Portia nods* “And thank you for inviting me to join you too! It’s nice to get a quiet moment with you *she blushes* e - everyone I mean

thepleasureisguilty

*I give a glance to nadia as though to let her know portia wasn’t talking about me or her brother* indeed ... More wine for anyone? *i stand and reach for the carafe *

*i refill your glass* I imagine you two don’t get many quiet moments *i grin slyly* running a city is exhausting and im sure portia feels it too being your right hand

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia is very perspective. Your Portia’s comment, along with your glance, do not go unnoticed to her. Everyone thanks you for the refill.* “Oh not at all!” *Portia insists* “Helping my lady is no trouble at all! Especially when she works so hard to keep the city together. You should see all the work she’s gotten done this last week! It’s incredible!” *Nadia flushes a bit under her praise* “Nonsense, Portia. You work very hard for me.” *there’s a low purr in her voice. I might not be particularly perceptive, but even I pick up on that little subtly* *I arch and eyebrow at Portia, who blushes deeply*

thepleasureisguilty

*i smile... Checkmate.... My brow raises to portia too* oh dont worry portia, i know for a fact how much you enjoy working for the countess, nothing you have told me would ever make me think you didnt enjoy your job *I smile earnestly knowing that my point has been made And the ball has began to roll*

*I sit back down and put my hand on your thigh, under the table*

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*She turns bright red under our combined gaze. Nadia observes this with amusement and a mischievous curl of her lip. I could pick out a Dom Face (tm) from miles away. I’m deeply uninterested in knowing whatever she may be imagining for my baby sister, but I am glad to know that Nadia may be interested. If anyone would treat Pasha right, and give her the spoiling she deserves, it’s Nadia. Under the table, I put my hand on yours, and intertwine our touching legs. I attempt to act oblivious to all the different tensions happening at the table and work on finishing my soup*

thepleasureisguilty

*I try to hide a smirk with finishing my soup and drinking the wine, i intertwined our fingers together and reciprocate the leg touching, i am not acting oblivious at all to all the tensions in the room. I watch nadia, observing her Dom face gawking at the blushing portia... I trust that she will tell her how she feels when the time feels right. As for me and you... Everyone already knows were fucking.. No mystery to it and i like it that way... I like the fact that we and everyone knows we want eachother and it is simply up to us to determine when and how*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*As we finish our soup, servants re enter and take the bowls from us. They replace them with plates of roasted lamb, accompanied by many different sauces and sides of jeweled rice. I favor a minty yogurt for mine dish.*

thepleasureisguilty

*my mouth waters as i look at the plate* so... Did you know roasted lamb was my favorite meal countess?

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia looks surprised* “I did not, but I am glad to hear it. Hopefully it is cooked to your liking.”

thepleasureisguilty

*i cut open the meat, juice pours from it and the center is a bright pink color with charred edges* perfection....

ask-a-slippery-boy

“Ah I am happy to hear it. You are my guest, and I would prefer to to afford you as much luxury as I can.” *Nadia says*

thepleasureisguilty

*I smile, nod, and shamelessly dig in. The noise i make is slightly erotic without meaning to be*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I make a sensual satisfied sound that is perhaps a bit too loud when I take the first bite of the lamb. It is delicious. Portia shoots me an unimpressed expression.*

*Nadia smirks and teases* “It seems Portia was not exaggerating when she said the two of you were very well suited for each other.”

thepleasureisguilty

*I swallow and chuckle at nadias comment and look to you lovingly*.... I guess not *i smile and squeeze your hand before diving back into the meat*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I beam back at you, my lips are shiny with the oils of the lamb. Being slightly uncouth next to you? My fantasy come true. This tender moment is slightly interrupted when Nadia says.* “Next time we really ought to invite Asra, and MC as well. Gather the ‘old gang’ as it where.” *I accidentally inhale a grain of rice and choke on it rather ungracefully*

thepleasureisguilty

*the second bite holds all the flavor, it is full bodied and juicy, theres a bit of blood left that leaves a fatty copper taste to it. The texture is divine, the meat is tender and ritch. Garlic, sage, tyme, and rosemary was rubbed into the outside of the slab before being cooked. The roasting process formed a crunchy heavily seasoned layer on the outside and a soft, tender middle...im missing something... It adds to the moisture of the flesh... White wine!... Slits made in the cut towards the end of the cooking process flooded with white wine... Ohh this truly is magnificent. I take a bite of the rice... Olive, garlic, parsley and a creamy dill flavor hit my senses... Little bits of chopped up onion...and the rice is panfried so it has bits of crunch to it... --- my enjoyment of the meal is interrupted by you choking, i offer you my water and rub your back*

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A A Asra? *Cough* I-if you so wish it Countess. It um... has been a while. *Nadia raises an eyebrow* “Oh, is there a problem, I had thought the two of you had put your... past behind you.” *I cough a few more times* We did errr that is, we have... *I blush deeply*

thepleasureisguilty

*I raise a brow, before i put two and two together* Asra?

And old lover im assuming *i raise a brow and smirk at you*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I drink some wine to finally stop my choking* The three of us... Nadia, Asra, and I, used to be quite close friends... “Yes,” Nadia chimed in, “This was before Julian ‘murdered’ my husband.” *I flush deeper and deeper* Well things progressed between Asra and I, but the ending was.... a little messy.... “Yes, our Doctor was thoroughly heart broken if I recall correctly.” *Nadia added helpfully* *I shoot her an exasperated expression* It was a long time ago. But... well, that last fight was a little hurtful... we both said things we shouldn’t have.

“And” *added Nadia* “They have spent plenty of time to get her since then. I personally don’t understand where your anxiety stems from.” *Nadia said. I only know that she It attempting to comfort me after knowing her for so long. Her approach is generally logical and a little cold.* “Clearly Asra has let the past go. You should not be worried about what he has left to say to you.”

True. *I pose with my fingers on my forehead dramatically* But it was not Asra’s heart that was broken on that fateful night *Truthfully I don’t know why I’m still scared to see him. Maybe because I know that he’s seen my worst qualities and isn’t afraid to point them out. I hope I can cover any genuine concern by pretending to be overdramatic*

thepleasureisguilty

*damn harsh... Nadias words strike... But your reaction it seems like youve dealt with this before... I give you a look when you overdramatize and bring your hands from your face and into mine* okay drama queen *i smile trying to lighten the mood* if you need to have a long talk with asra to calm your anxieties about him... Then I suggest you do it, it can even be at the lounge if you like... If you dont want to do that then i wont encourage us going on a triple date with him *I smile and touch the bottom of your chin in a "buck up" manner*

But i will have you putting on a one man show to hide your anxiety... Deal? *I smile at you hopeful *

ask-a-slippery-boy

*But do we need to talk? I’m not sure what we would say to each other. I give your hand a squeeze.* I... I don’t know if a heart to heart is exactly what a I need or not, but I’m not opposed to a triple date. *Portia blushes deeply each time we say that word* I think exposure may be the correct therapy here. *I kiss your hands* Nadia is right, we have spent time together since. I don’t think there’s much remaining as far as bad blood goes. *I kiss your hands again* Thank you for being understanding. Don’t let your lamb go cold on my account. *I smile and let you go. Returning back to my food as well*

thepleasureisguilty

*I squeeze your hand reassuringly and glance apologetic at nadia and portia nodding my head at each of them before returning to the lamb*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*they both seems happy that you managed to talk me down. Both have bore witness to how deep I can go into my little tangent. Nadia does not approve of emotional coddling, but she seems to appreciate your problem solving approach. Portia smiles to herself too. *

thepleasureisguilty

*i understand the spiral... The use of theatrics to hide real emotion or make satire out of what your feeling. I also know that one needs to be told they are doing so and given another solution to the issue*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I don’t think I’ve ever been with anyone who really understood the motions of my emotional spirals as well as you do. I squeeze your leg under the table. This isn’t the time to talk about it really, but I do appreciate it. I appreciate you, entirely. I shoot you a loving look.*

thepleasureisguilty

*I reciprocate the squeeze and look back at you smiling* So, when are we planning this triple date or then? *I perk up smiling at Nadia and Portia*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia smirks and Portia turns red* “Hmm... unfortunately I don’t have much as far as free time as of late. I have lots of projects in the works, things Vesuvia desperately need. Finally I’ve removed most of my obstacles in completing them.“

thepleasureisguilty

If there is anything i can assist you with Nadia, please just ask *i smile at her* you have been very...kind to me. I want to be of assistance anyway i can.

ask-a-slippery-boy

*She sighs* “it’s hard to tell what I’ll be needing in the future. But I will keep you in mind should I need use of your skills. Thank you for the offer, Mast. I do look forward to our date” *she made a meaningful glance at Portia, who looked like she may jump out of her skin* “I just cannot guarantee that it will be very soon.” *She smiled mischievously* “And I would like very much to visit your lounge. Portia,” *Portia jumped to attention* “Would you like to attend with me? See what sort of trouble your brother has gotten himself into?”

thepleasureisguilty

*I cant help but grin in semi disbelieve and victory, a heavy sense of accomplishment washing over me as nadia asks*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Portia gave me a look up and down, eyes lingering on my bite marks* “I’m not sure how much I want to know.”

Nadia laughed. “Yes. I did see perhaps a little too much when I found them earlier...”

“Oh gross!!! I am so sorry my lady! Ilya! I cannot believe you!”

thepleasureisguilty

*I flush and laugh a bit* honestly I think it was a good thing you came in when you did nadia *I blush more very embarrassed and a little proud*

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*Nadia’s grin deepened, obviously getting a bit of a kick out of grossing out Portia and embarrassing me* “Oh? And why is that, Mast?”

*I turn red*

thepleasureisguilty

*uhoh... Was not expecting that...* uh hhh hmmm *i turn bright red nable to answer, my articulation skills have betrayed me*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia rests her head on her hands and waits patiently for you to answer clearly*

thepleasureisguilty

*i smirk wide and rest my head on my hands in the same fashion* you would have been blind by all the gody things we were trying on in your husbands closet...

Seriously some of the things he owned were quite terrifying. Im only glad you were spared

*i sip my wine raising my eye brows at her*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Pasha pretends to gag. I say nothing, knowing i will only blow your cover if I try and help. Nadia, on the other hand, I’ve never seen such an evil look on her face.* “I assure you the most terrifying things in there were gifts from me. Did you have any favorites?”

thepleasureisguilty

Hmmm *I scratch my chin thoughtfully* I would have to say my favorite gawdy thing in there, that i saw so far* would have to be the large red cloak with white fur and black spots on it with the giant gold lion clasp in the front

*I chuckle while saying it, honestly not knowing if he owned such a thing*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia sighed, disappointed* “Oh I thought you were talking about the flogs. You��re quite right, I hated seeing that dumb cape. A lion? Honestly...”

thepleasureisguilty

Flogs? Oh we didnt get that far! Perhapse you could show us later? If you like *i smile* and agreed *I nod fain knowing what shes talking about* very distasteful

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia places a hand on Portia’s shoulder, who looks as though she may faint* “I’ll think about it, I’d hate to scare dear Portia here. Unless red hair and easily flustered aren’t the only dominant Devorak genes...” *im not particularly surprised that Nadia knows what a massive masochist I am. It’s not exactly a secret. But Pasha... looks confused and terrified. I’d have to tease her about it later.*

*As we finish dinner, servants replace our lamb with delicate little cakes. Each seems to be a different flavor. Mine is white chocolate and raspberry*

thepleasureisguilty

*I chuckle at the situation and turn my attention to the little cake* Mmmm coffee and a dark chocolate

ask-a-slippery-boy

*The cake is good too. I make another sound that could possibly be interpreted as lude. Pasha looks like she could kill me. * Nadia, this is so delicious, I am continuously impressed with your skillful chiefs.

thepleasureisguilty

*I make a sound at my second bite of the tiny cake* agreed this is a wonderful meal, thank you so much

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia smiles* well thank you for the company. Even if it was... unexpected.

thepleasureisguilty

*I smile back and chuckle* dont worry nadia... Next time we break in we promise to be much more careful not to get caught *I wink at her*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia scoffed* I’d much prefer that you ask me if you may visit. I might even let you use a bath that isn’t covered in a thick layer of dust and Gods knows what else.” *she gives us a meaningful look when she said “what else” that makes me blush.*

*Portia chimes in* What you used Lucio’s /Bath/ too???

thepleasureisguilty

*I smile guiltily at portia* I am of course joking nadia... I would definitely ask your permission first

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia relaxes* “Good I would hate to put my guards on high alert to spot you. It would probably even more embarrassing to be caught by them than by me. They won’t wait until a convenient time to stop you...” *she winks*

thepleasureisguilty

*I laugh embarrassed and turn a bright red again I look at you to see your reaction as well*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I have been caught with my pants down by the palace guards before.* No, they do not. *i state this matter of factly. When I catch your eyes I smile softly at your blush. It’s so damned cute.*

thepleasureisguilty

*I sputter out a laugh at the no they dont attempting not to cackle*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*nadia gave Portia a sympathetic pat* siblings can be difficult

thepleasureisguilty

*poor portia, this entire night she has been embarrassed and practically tormented by nadia.... I know shes loving the attention though*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I decide to cut Portia some slack and give her something else to think about besides Nadia’s close proximity and all the wild sex you and I have been having since we last spoke to her.* It’s been a few days, I have to ask, how is my niece Pepi? Is she happy? Does she miss me?

*Portia rolls her eyes* “Pepi is very happy! Unlike you, I take good care of her!” *I roll my eyes back* you asked me to watch her, and I did. She’s fine. *Portia looks offended* She’s fine because I came home in time to save her from you!

thepleasureisguilty

*I turn to you* ilya? Did you not take care of pepei? *I narrow my gaze at you*

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*I take a deep breath* I did. I swear.

*Pasha pips in* “He did not! That giant raven of his was going to carry her off!”

No he wasn’t! He’s a good- *I flush, the words “good boy” almost come out of my mouth. I’m a little extra sensitive to the phrase these days* he’s a good bird. And I was watching to make sure anyways... also Malak isn’t even my bird. We’re just friends....

thepleasureisguilty

Malak is a good boy I can say that for a fact. And I'm sure pepei wouldn't let anyone man handle her *I smile*

ask-a-slippery-boy

*I shift my posture as you say the phrase. Nadia defiantly notices. Portia pouts* “Even fighters need help sometimes. And Ilya if the Raven is your friend then I’m sure he’s rowdy. He squawks up a storm whenever he sees me.”

*I blink* must be the uniform…

*she narrows her eyes* Ilya that doesn’t make any sense

*Nadia leans on her hands* “It’s hard to say, Portia. Julian seems like a /good boy/. I’m sure he wouldn’t leave your dear Pepi at risk...” *I flush deeply and grab your hand* *Pasha misses the significance* He’s not! He’s loud and rowdy and he drinks to much and everyone know it!

thepleasureisguilty

* give Nadia a protective look and rest my arm on your shoulder* he is portia... * I look at you* and i wouldn't want it any other way

ask-a-slippery-boy

*Nadia simply looks amused. I am turning deeper red by the second. Portia is apparently more oblivious than I am. I clear my throat*

to be continued...

#rp #mast #julian #mastxjulian #ocrp #foodpron #food porn #thearcana #the arcana

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legion1993 · 7 years ago

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Dark Arts + Love = Passion

A/N: once again trying something new... this is gonna be my first AU i think but thats not as important as tagging @luci-in-trenchcoats for giving me this idea... hope you enjoy this story...

AU=Soulmate

Pairing: Constantine x Reader

Summary: Constantine is the one that saved you from a demon, he shared his world with you, he brought you to the bunker.. but when Zedd comes back from a demon possession stopping of her own, she reveals a vision concerning both you and John... this is how it happened, this is how your journey with the famed John Constantine started...

Masterlist

“My name is John Constantine. I am the one who steps on the shadows, all trench coat and arrogance. I'll drive your demons away, kick 'em in the bullocks, and spit on them when they're down, leaving only a nod and a wink and a wisecrack. I walk my path alone because, let's be honest... who would be crazy enough to walk it with me?”

NOW

Y/N (possessed): “John constantine its time i kill you and return your head to my master...”

John: “ya i dont think so, now why dont you pus-sac pig headed lowlife get out of this fine lady and leave now...”

Y/N (possessed): “you have no idea how to save me without saving her... you dont realize that she is watching everything im doing right now and she is screaming for your help but she doesnt realize that i have full control of her actions and her words...”

John: “i got news for you mate, the girl will be just fine...”

John lights his lighter and throws it at the ground and it forms a circle around you...

Y/N (possessed): “ill make sure she doesnt survive this John...”

John wouldnt allow another innocent to get hurt because of him... he did an exorcism...

John: “Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica, in nomine et virtute Domini Nostri Jesu!”

with a lot of screaming and a huge intake of breath the fire went out as the demon left your body, you hit the ground with a thud, well at least your body did, your head however was caught by john’s lap...

there is always a reasonable explaination for everything but waking up with your head in the lap of someone that you didnt know was the weirdest thing you ever experienced...

John: “take it easy love... your still on an adrenaline high...”

Y/N: “where am i? what happened to me?”

John: “a demon took your body for a spin just so it could strike at me...”

Y/N: “a demon, what the hell are you talking about and who are you?”

John: “my name is John constantine, i specialize in the weird cases... this is gonna make this sound weird you and i are connected... its hard to explain but i need you to stay with me...”

Y/N: “ok but why am i covered in blood?”

John helped wrap you in his trenchcoat, you didnt reject his touch but you were shivering, John could feel it, you were emitting tremendous signs of power...

John: “come on let me take you somewhere safe where you can get cleaned up, and i can make you something to eat and explain whats happening...”

Y/N: “good something we can both agree on is food and a bath...”

John: “ay we can agree on those but i must warn you that what i have to say might not be what you want to hear...”

Y/N: “it can’t be the worst thing ive heard recently...”

John: “are you good to get up now?”

you nod as John helps you up, he holds onto you for a moment before hlping you get into the car...

As John drove you felt something, a spark between you and him... there was something there and you wanted to know what...

As John pulled up you vaguely co uld see the outlines of a house... a little cottage... but appearances on the outside isn't necessarily what it is on the inside...

your eyes were in wonder as John helped you out of the car, and you then walked with John into the house...

John: "don't touch anything these are all cursed objects, magical objects! you will learn more as time goes on..."

Y/N: "John what was that spark that I felt when I touched your skin... earlier lifting me off the ground made my skin tingle then just a few moments ago when you helped me out of the car.. what is happening?"

John looks around as if hoping someone was there...

John: "I don't know if now is the best time to discuss this... right now we need to get your powers under control..."

you backed up a bit from him as he finished speaking...

Y/N: “wait wait wait hold on a moment i have powers... what do you mean i have powers... im normal, i dont have powers...”

John: “thats where you are wrong love... you see everyone in one way or another have some sort of gifts... mystical or not, you however like me have gifts of the mystical kind...”

Y/N: “how do you know that?”

Zedd: “cause i told him...”

she comes downstairs and into the light... you back up and you look at John who is rolling his eyes....

Zedd: “oh no me and John arent together that is your job...”

Y/N: “what the hell are you talking about?”

Zedd: “im a seer i have visions... i drew this a while back, John has been trying around the clock to find you...”

she held towards you a piece of paper with the drawing of 2 forearms with joined hands but the forearms had names on them... one said “Y/N” the other said “John”...

Y/N: “this is impossible... how did you know about this???”

you rolled up your sleeve and revealed John’s name on your forearm... John who had his sleeves down rolled his up as well and connected his hand with yours as he revealed Y/N on his forearm...

you looked at John as he looked at you with the same fear that went coursing through your veins...

John: “bloody hell Zedd why did you draw this moment...”

Zedd: “i draw whatever i see John now if you dont mind im off to exterminate a demon problem nearby... plus if it wasnt for me sending you to deal with Y/N’s possession you would never have met her... by the way i saw that too...”

John: “cheeky little blitter...”

you tried to move your hand away from Johns but it didn't move...

Y/N: "what's happening? why won't our hands move?"

John: "Its the soulmate bond... it's a magical binding that happens when 2 soulmates touch with their marks... it signifies the binding of 2 souls together..."

Y/N: "so what does this mean?"

John: "it means we either at this moment need to announce the mystical bindings of marriage or consummate our soulmate binding..."

you were out of place, you were beside yourself you were talking with this guy who saved your life but turned out to be your god damn soulmate at the same time thats something that you never thought would happen...

Y/N: “my vote is announce the bindings of Marriage... so i have time to get my powers under control before we consummate anything... does that make sense...”

John breathes in lightly, his eyes staring right into your soul, his mind running wild with all sorts of thoughts...

John: “we envoke the rights of marriage bindings, anything that we do from here on out will have a great tole on both of us till the day when we stand up in church with the rings embedded with the symbolic binding powers vested in both of us... sub vinculo tenetur illas leges per quos magicae (bind us together under the laws laid out by those whose magic bound them also)”

the second john finished his lines the circle surrounding both of you was lighter but john and you couldnt let go yet... zedd came back and laughed...

Zedd: “you guys only did the first part... there is another part that needs to happen before you guys can have your arms back...”

you and John were now facing eachother the hands that had been at your sides were now attached one on top of the other. both of you sort of smiling at eachother the thoughts swirling through your heads of all the nasty options... Zedd pulled you and John out of it and back to reality as she brought up anohter circle around you guys and she smiled at both of you...

John: “what the bloody hell did we miss?”

Zedd: “you have to both agree to the bond otherwise it doesnt work... it has to be done with another person asking you both a question of course in Latin and of course you have to answer in Latin... are you guys ready?”

John looks at you and you at him as if trying to discover how the other is feeling about all of this...

John: “im ready if you are Y/N..”

Y/N: “lets do it, i cant wait to start practicing/discovering my powers...”

Zedd: “ergo consentire in matrimonium est vinculum universorum vincula? (do you agree to the bindings of this marriage bond?)”

Y/N: “Nunc munere in hoc conveniunt (i do hereby agree)”

John: “Nunc munere in hoc conveniunt (i do hereby agree)”

Zedd lowered the circle before speaking one final line as though to complete the binding.

Zedd: “Ecce ego unionem in magica huius benedicat constitutionis (i hereby bless this union under the magical constitution) you may kiss the bride...”

John leaned in at the sametime you did and your lips did the rest, before long your hands were freed but they seemed to do their own thing...

but thats when Zedd had a vision, she started sketching as you and John made out right in the middle of the bunker, she saw multiple things...

doves

rings

a cage

the demonic circle

a set of demonic black eyes

a broken knot

seeing all these things kinda terrified Zedd but she was just happy that right then her friend and her friends soulmate were happy but she finished sketching anyway and hid it in the back of her book... for the fear that if she told right now it would make things worse than they already were...

~thats all for now folks~

#au hit list challenge #constantine #constantine x reader #dark arts

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harlockauxillia30k-blog · 6 years ago

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Epilogue

Vale Halleck sat at her desk, and glanced out her wide window to see a city skyline of cranes, hover constructors, drones, and workers busying themselves. In the far distance, a dim glow reminded her that she was on the same hemisphere as the Imperial Palace.

She opened a side drawer and looked at a slug pistol she kept loaded, until sliding it shut again; she hoped it would not be necessary.

Before her, a tidy leather-bound book rested. She ran a finger over its spine, then glanced at a framed photograph of her and a military man.

The door to her office, framed by artificial plants, buzzed repeatedly.

“Enter” she said, gulping slightly.

Shadowed somewhat by the bright hall lighting which backlit the figures robe, a menacing presence stood. It clanked and hissed as pistons moved and machinery churned beneath its simple dull red robes, its only feature visible in the light the two dull orange lids of a biomechanical gasmasked face.

The figure stepped forward into the neutral light of Arch-Medicae Halleck’s office, and the door gently slid shut.

Halleck gestured, and with a holo display enabled blinds for her window, blocking out the evening lights of the rebuilding Imperial superstructure of Terra.

“Why have I been summoned.” The tech-magos intoned, clearly impatient despite her dispassionate mechanical voice.

“I’d like your assistance with a project I’m conducting, Magos Augustine.” Halleck began, carefully laying out her thoughts.

“This is beneath my talents. Other projects demand my attention.”

“I’m certain your lords in Malcador’s personal organization can wait.”

The magos immediately drew a pistol, and fired it without hesitation at Medicae Halleck- only for the shot to impact a wall.

Halleck considered the reaction from her office, watching the magos through a holo window.

“I’ll cut to the heart of things, Magos Augustine, or do you prefer Adept Klicke? I’m summoning you here to get your testimony regarding a captain you briefly worked alongside of during the Horus Heresy, Jan Harlock.”

The magos froze, her pistol grip shaking, ultimately a mechadendrite reaching out, retrieving the weapon, and holstering it as she dropped her arm.

“What?” The mechanical voice asked.

“I started information gathering when I recieved word my lover had died on Centauri Prime. General Storm, you likely wouldnt have known him well. He had taken an interest in your army captain during the great crusade, and we had a file prepared that would have released him from Imperial service. But..”

Halleck sighed, and tossed her arms up gently. “Horus happened. So much for that.”

The Magos listened, saying nothing.

“I was curious about what happened to him, especially after i learned he was there when Storm died. I’ve been doing some digging ever since. Until last week, two days after the second anniversary of his death on Hesperax, I got my hands on this.”

Halleck tapped the bound book on her desk.

“I recovered it from the army’s property claimage system- it seems Harlock didnt have any next of kin to pick up his belongings. Almost all of it was put up as army surplus, destroyed, or handed off to new troops, but they had nothing to do with his personal writings, which he kept seperate from his own mission logs.”

Making a tent with her fingers, Halleck looked at the Magos. “Lets finish this charade before we go on. The door to my office is to the left, its time you left my waiting room.”

The door opened, and the magos walked through it, remaining silent.

“Good, now were face to face.” Halleck said, watching the reactions of the tech priestess.

“How do you know who I am?” the adept asked. “Do you really think your the only one with connections? Where do you think people go after they get cut up by traitor marine remnants they were hunting on Terra, over a year after it was declared traitor-free? There are only so many ‘construction accident’ excuses one can make until they need a good doctor to come in and care for the entire situation.”

The magos folded her arms.

“Your compromising my cover for a dead man.”

Vale couldnt help but be surprised. “I knew you martians had metal hearts, but you’re impressively blunt. Is that a defense mechanism? Or did you fall into his arms by accident one night? These writings outline your relationship clearly.”

The magos recoiled slightly, her stance changing. “And just what gives you the write to read them? You weren’t there. What the hell do you know?!”

Halleck nodded. “I see. I’m in mourning too, you know. Its only been two years now, since the apocalypse. Thats what I like to call it. What other word suffices?”

The magos snapped: “I’m not in mourning- I’m-”

“Listen. I’ll answer your question. The reason I read these documents is because no one else will. I don’t know why Harlock wrote all he did. Maybe he felt good to have a release, or a tell-all. But as far as war memoirs go this is surprisingly frank and honest. Usually I read about super-men thwarted only by circumstance. This reading is hard, honest, and carefully considered.”

The magos paused for a time. It was clear she was looking at the book, considering her options.

“What will you do with it?”

Halleck ran her fingers over the book. “In my opinion this should be preserved in any museum of the crusades, and the ones that we’llmake for the Heresy as well. But- there are many accounts already. And I don’t think the colourful words here really fit that. Your old captain had a knack for making his diaries quite readable for a common man.”

The Magos walked up and gently picked up the book, flipping through entries.

“There is a lot here.”

Halleck slowly drew a lho stick and lit it, leaning on her desk with a sigh.

“Well, you aren’t wrong about that. Its not just his words too. Theres a copy of my notes and investigations as well. As much data on that regiment of his that I could. Records from remembrancers of the crusades, sketches of him, recordings of bawdy drinking songs, the works. I’ve had a bit of free time- and I think you and I both know how dangerous that can be.”

Halleck exhalled a stream of smoke, gently sucked up by soundless environment fans above her.

“But, I’m a poor writer, and I dont want to hand this off to some hack fraud war propagandist to turn this into some Imperial Army adventure piece. I’ve considered it. I’d like you to edit and revise that mess of journals and notes into something readable- from the perspective of someone who was actually there. Who could make the hard calls on what is or is not cut. Excise yourself if you must meddle with them- I’ve considered that too. Or burn them, if you really don’t care about him, or your memories there.”

Halleck turned, her jaw taut.

“But you do, don’t you. You can’t just drop this into a furnace and forget about it all. I couldnt. Not after what I read.”

The magos remained silent, flipping through pages.

Halleck stared at her, then slumped back in her chair, staring at the blinded window and enjoying her lho stick.

“...Very well. This can be done.” The magos said, in her unnatural mechanical voice.

Halleck exhaled.

“Good. It’s all there, and on a data disk near the back as well. I can help get it to publishers when your done. I cant promise you it will be the widest release- given the saturation in the market of books just like that... but maybe he’ll live on as more than some anonymous grave in a centauri state graveyard.”

The magos nodded, folded the book into her robes, and made to leave.

“One more thing.” Halleck said, finishing her lho stick.

“August 3rd, two years ago. Port Vangelis. Why didn’t you show? Near as I could tell you were alive and able. And dont give me some line about the Inquisition.”

The magos stopped as she stood upon the threshold to the exit.

“Colonel Harlock died on Centauri Prime. The heresy took what little fragments that were left of that noble man and ground them into a fine paste, like so many others. Do you think I could have redeemed the war for him? Do you think that there was anything any of us could have done? Behind the deeds, he was the most wounded human I have ever met. Do you want the truth? I didn’t go, because I was scared. Scared of becoming like him. Scared to see the face of 800 years of war. I’m not some galactic hero, Vale. Neither was he. He was just a man, a soldier, who earned his survival by paying the price no one dared: his soul.”

The magos turned, her hood glowing from the light emanating from the magos’ mask.

“Even machines have souls, Halleck. To peer into the absence of one, is to peer into chaos. You think Harlock survived the Horus Heresy? Wrong. He fought it every single day. Until at last, mercifully, he didn't have to any more.”

With that, the Magos crossed the thresh-hold, exited the room, and left.

CHAPTER 1: HARLOCK, THE AUXILIARY

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[The End]

#post #epilogue #Shows over folks

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itsdjjones · 7 years ago

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I Can’t Fall in Love Without You

TAGGING: @notpeterxparker & @itsdjjones

DATE: 3/15

PLACE: Dom’s dorm, taco truck & tattoo parlor

NOTES: Dominer goes out to eat and Dom gets a tattoo that Parker drew for him.

Parker rubbed her hands together as she made her way to Dom's & Ethan's dorm, she let Patrick Stump's voice drain her thoughts out but it still didn't help the fact that they hadn't been alone together since, well that night. She swallowed when she stood in front of his dorm door and knocked on his door. She glanced around, started to play with her fingers as she bounced on the balls of her feet and gave a few smiles as students passed by before she looked back at the door. She rolled her eyes as she pulled out a piece of paper and wrote, 'Sorry that I missed you. Im in my dorm if you need anything. -Parks' She put the pen in her mouth as she hooked her bag together.

When Dom said he was at home and she could come over, he really meant he was across campus but still wanted to see her. In the library studying for finals. After that last text he backed his bag quickly and rushed quickly back to his dorm, maybe a little to fast because while he was running back to the dorms he ran right into a professor. "Sorry, I'm sorry." he said helping pick up their papers. Once they seemed situated he ran off once again. He pushed the button to the elevator one too many times and then opted for the stairs of the dorm building instead. When he rounded the corner and saw Parker standing at his door he felt his heart skip a beat. "Hey...I'm sorry, I just...was on my way back I thought I would beat you here" he said clearly out of breath as he approached her. "What's up?" he asked as he got out his keys to unlock the door. He was way too happy to see her at the moment.

Parker put the pen back into her bag when she saw him and couldn't help but smile as she pulled out her headphones once her iPod was off. "You couldve told me you weren't here. We couldve met somewhere else." She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall next to his door. "Not much, but did you just ran the flight of stairs to get here?"

"Oh...yeah I guess I could have" he said as he paused and thought about it. "Well I'm here now so it's cool. Unless you wanna go somewhere else and we can just hang out?" he suggested. "Whatever you wanna do" After getting the door open he let her go inside first and he shook his hand at her question. "Yeah the elevator wasn't working or something...I don't know" he said tossing the small comment aside. He walked in so quickly he didn't even see the piece of paper in her hand. "Oh is that the tattoo?" he asked. It wasn't. It was the note she was going to slip under the door before he rushed upstairs.

"Well, I would feel bad after you ran up those stairs if we went somewhere else." Parker replied and thanked him as she walked into his dorm. She placed her bag onto his small table and raised an eyebrow. "Or you were in a hurry and kept pushing the button like crazy." She smirked, glanced down at the note and crumbled up the paper. "No, it was the note I was going to leave you." She tossed it into the trash can. "We also need to work on your lungs or something because I dont know how youre running up and down the court like that."

Dom laughed. "I did not" he said with an eyeroll. But she was right that is exactly what happened. He laughed and sat down on the bed comfortably. "Oh, are you challenging me to a one on one on the court?" he asked. One thing they had in common was their love for basketball. They both played in school and every summer they'd be out in the court of their home, playing basketball in the street. They hadn't done that in a really long time.

Parker rolled her eyes when she heard him and sat at the foot of his bed. "Whatever." She gave him a knowing look. "Please, we both know I can kick your ass if we did, but yes I am because it has been a while since I schooled your ass." She playfully pushed him as she scooted further on his bed and propped her knees as she leaned against the wall. "And I cannot wait until I see your reaction once I bet you."

Dom laughed. "Hey maybe I let you win all those times?" he said with a raised eyebrow. They both knew that wasn't the case though. He faltered back a bit as she playfully pushed him. He sat on the opposite side of the bed, facing her. It wasn't awkward to see her like he thought it would be. It felt like their usual selves. "Oh okay okay. Lets go out to the court tonight. Bet" he chuckled. Dom looked over at her after a pause. "So lets see the tattoo." he suggested. "Might go get it today if you wanna come with me?" he suggested.

Parker let out a laugh. "Are we sure about that? I mean, I feel like at first you did but then over time I kicked your ass." She put her hair into a ponytail and slowly nodded as she listened to him. She was glad that everything was back to normal between them, no awkwardness like there was last night. "Fine, what are we betting?" She gotten onto her knees as she reached for her bag, carefully grabbing it and glanced back at him as she gave him a small smile. "Yeah, I dont have any plans tonight and Im done with classes." She carefully pulled the bag towards her and started to lose balance before she placed her foot onto the ground. She placed the bag onto the bed, opened it up and pulled out the sketch of the tattoo. "I know that you said you wanted to be African, so I decided to draw Africa and I also drew an eye in the middle. I also thought that you can put it on." She gotten up, placed the tattoo on his left shoulder. "This shoulder."

Dom shrugged. "Maybe" He watched her closely as she raised her arms to put her hair up. Even just the simple mundane things he thought she was beautiful. "Hmm I'm sure we could figure something out" Dom could think of a lot of things but nothing he wanted to say at the moment. "Awesome so am I" He said as he watched her get the sketch out. He looked at the sketch and smiled. "Yeah..yeah this is awesome. I love it!" He smiled. Dom looked up at her as she was standing close to him with her hand on his back shoulder.

Parker rolled her eyes when she heard him and slowly nodded. "Yeah." She breathed out and grinned. "Sweet and I was hoping that you'd love it. It took me about, five days to draw it only because I wanted it to be perfect for you." She smiled. She pulled her hand away from him, knowing that it was lingering a bit on his shoulder and cleared her throat. "That way, if you want, we can always do a boxing inspired photoshoot to show it off."

Dom watched her pull away and he frowned a bit but went back to smiling. "I mean its great Parks." he said taking the piece of paper from her so he could see again. I really appreciate it. A lot." He looked back at her, handing the paper back. "Yeah we could do that. That would be cool" he nodded. Dom stood up and he grabbed his wallet. "Wanna get something to eat and head down to the tattoo place?" he asked.

Parker smiled once more, knowing that she had to keep the touching to a minimum. "Thank you." She breathed out after she smoothed down her dress and looked at him as he talked. "I know you do." She grinned and hugged him when he stood up. "I promise I'll make the photoshoot amazing. Thank you for agreeing." She nodded, knowing that she hadn't eaten anything since that morning and a protein bar would cut it. "Sure, yeah. Are we taking your car?"

Dom hugs her back for probably longer than he should and he looked back at her. “Well I don’t mind at all. It could be fun.” Dom went to get his wallet and he nodded. “Yeah if that’s cool with you?” He asked as he grabbed his keys.

Parker nodded as she looked at him. "Of course, yeah." She pulled back once he did and grabbed her purse, that was in her backpack. "That's totally fine with me, I like riding in your car."

"Okay great" He let her leave the room first and they went to the elevator. "I guess it started working again?" he shrugged and laughed awkwardly. Dom stepped into the elevator with her to go down to the lobby and out the front doors of the building. There they went to the parking lot and to Dom's designated spot. He stepped inside the car on the drivers side and buckled up. "So what are you feeling to eat?" he asked.March 16, 2018

Parker smiled as she shook her head and playfully slapped him on the chest. "You're such a liar." Once they were outside, she opened up the passenger side before she slid in, thankful for leggings, she closed the door and she buckled up once she gotten into the car and hummed a bit as she crossed her legs as she thought. "What hadnt we had in a while? Tacos? Sandwiches? Pizza? Wings?" She glanced over at him as she rested her arm on the center console. "Burgers?"(edited)

Dom laughed and then smiled at her comment. He started the car up and headed out of the parking lot. "Oh...I'm so feeling tacos" he nodded. "Like not taco bell but like good street tacos from a taco truck" he added. Dom rounded the corner. "What about you?" he asked glancing at her. He noticed her leaning over a bit and it was the first time ever he had felt the urge to reach out and hold her hand while he drove. Of course he didn't do that but the thought was still there.

Parker hummed a bit as she nodded. "Sounds good to me, its been a while since we've had that." She said softly, glanced at his hand and glanced ahead. "So, I was thinking that I can help you guys out with the decorations for Ethan's party?"

"Sweet" He headed towards the taco place that they liked. It wasn't too far so the trip there was short. "Yeah? That would help out a lot. I feel like I'm doing everything on my own. Like a super sweet sixteen or something" he laughed. "Ethan is spoiled and he is lucky he has us as friends. But then again its a late party so we kinda owe it to him right?" He shrugged.

"Yeah. Well, Im glad that you didnt have a sweet sixteen or we wouldn't live it down." Parker teased with a smile as she glanced at him. She shrugged a bit, knowing that he was right that they did owe him a party. "We do, but I mean, you guys did celebrate his birthday beforehand. However, I think its a way of everyone celebrating his birthday instead of the select few."(edited)

Dom laughed. “If I did it would have been on that show and I would have been famous for two seconds.” He laughed. “Also if I ever talked to Ma the way those kids did on that show I would have got my ass whooped.” He nodded. “Yeah true. I agree.” As they got to the taco truck he parked the car and stepped out with her. It was a nice day out and Dom was glad they could sit outside and eat today.

"Yeah, I don't think Lala and I could survive being under the same roof as you." Parker replied with a laugh and nodded. "Definitely and probably would've been grounded for life." She unbuckled her seat belt and stepped out of the car as she put her purse strap onto her shoulder. "So, I figured I can pay for the food and for the tattoo. Since I didn't get you a birthday present."March 19, 2018

"You would have lived" he laughed. "Pretty much, my mom can be brutal. We both know that." Dom looked at her and shook his head. "What no way you don't have to do that." He said. Dom didn't exactly have a job at the moment so his financial situation wasn't the greatest. He knew Parker got paid well though, and she somehow always had a lot of money but he didn't question it. "Are you sure?" he asked.

Parker laughed as she shook her head. "Nah." She teased with a smile and nodded, knowing a lot of people will be questioning where her money came from, but she always had a backup plan. "Yeah, Im sure besides. Like I said, I didnt get you a birthday present."

"Fine. But next time. My treat" he nodded. They stood in line at the food truck and Dom glanced over the menu on the side. He put his hands in his pockets and rocked on the balls of his feet. "What are you gonna get?" he asked as he turned towards her. "I was thinking maybe the steak tacos."

"Got it." Parker replied with a smile before she glanced at the menu as well. She hummed a bit, looking down the list and looked over at him once she decided. "That sounds good. Im going to go with the chicken tacos, figured change it up a bit from the norm."

"something new. I like it. I bet they are good." Once they got to the window they ordered and paid quickly. Walking towards the side they waited for their food which only took a few minutes. Taco trucks were pretty fast. They found a spot to sit at the tables outside and he glanced at her. "So how have you been?" he asked. "I don't think I even asked you that earlier." He said as he grabbed a taco to take a bite.

Parker sat down across from him and shrugged a bit. "I've been alright, I guess. Just, dealing with projects and stuff. How have you been?" She shook her head once she took a bite and swallowed what she had once she was done. "Its cool, really. Want a bite of my taco?" They often took bites of each other's food but she wasnt for sure if it would be okay for them to do so now.

"Pretty much the same" he nodded. "Sure" he said as he took her taco and pushed his own plate towards her to have a bite of his own. "Hmm, yeah thats a good taco" he nodded. Dom wiped his mouth with a napkin and swallowed before speaking again. "I've been craving these for a while now" he said. After a long pause he looked over at her. "I'm glad things haven't been that awkward with us lately." he confessed.

Parker nodded and pushed her plate as she took a bite out of his. "I can say the same thing about your taco, I might have to get that next time." She said as she chewed her bite, following suit with a napkin and wiped her mouth. "Same, but I wasn't for sure what exact kind of tacos that I was craving until now." She looked at him, licked her lips and gave him a soft smile. "I am too. I've been hoping that things wouldn't be extremely awkward between us and we both know that I can't handle extreme awkwardness."

Dom smiled at her. He nodded agreeing with her. “Yeah I know. Especially with us you know. I mean it’s us why does it have to be awkward you know?” He reaches over and put his hand on hers. “Us against the world?” He asked. The phrase was something Dom used a lot when it came to the two of them.

Parker listened to him, nodded and gave him a smile. "It doesnt, even though we have some awkward moments." She replied softly and glanced at his hand, feeling it comforting her like always. "Us against the world." She turned her hand so their palms would be touching. "Like always."

“Good.” He smiled. Dom caressed her hand gently sad that they couldn’t be like this all the time. He pulled his hand away slightly and moved back to him food. “I’m excited to get this tattoo. What if I freak out and faint though?” He laughed.

Parker nodded as she felt him caressed her hand and swallowed hard when he pulled his hand away from hers. "Well, luckily enough, you'll be sitting down and if anything, you can squeeze my hands to focus on that."

“Yeah I’m glad that you’re going with me because I need a distraction from the pain.” He laughed. Dom finished off his tacos and he sat back in his chair stretching a bit. “Oh the might make me lay down though because it’s on my back shoulder.”

Parker laughed as she placed her hand on the back of her neck and nodded. "Im really great at times and sometimes, Im not." She said before she took another bite out of her taco and looked at him, knowing that he was right. "Yeah, thats true."

“No you are great.” He smiled. “I guess we’ll find out.” He stood up and tossed their trash. “Oh my god...” He paused. “I just realized my mom might actually be pissed that I’m getting this.” He said looking over at her.

Parker raised an eyebrow when she heard him. "Not always." She said. She glanced over at him, knowing that Mrs. Jones didnt know about her tattoo either. "Then she will be pissed at me as well." She stood up, grabbed her purse and looked at him. "If you want, you could always ask her?"

Dom gave her a look and he shrugged it off. “Yeah true. Maybe I should just get mom on my bicep and she won’t be as mad.” He joked. They went back to his car and he buckled up once inside. “I’m glad you’re the one coming with me though.” He smiled.

Parker returned the look and shook her head with a laugh. "Ooo make sure you have it in a heart and an arrow." She added. She buckled up as she gotten comfortable once more before she glanced over at him with a smile. "Who else would go with you to get a tattoo and get street tacos? But Im glad Im the one too."

Dom laughed. “Perfect!” Dom shrugged. “Maybe Ethan but I kinda like you more than him.” He laughed and smirked at her. Of course he loved his best friend Ethan but Parker was different and they both knew that.

"Totally." Parker said through her laughter and let out a sigh as she relaxed. "It happens that Im more beautiful than him and that you do." She looked at him before she glanced ahead and glanced out the window.March 21, 2018

“True.” He smiled. They drove off towards the tattoo parlor and Dom parked out front once they got there. “Okay now I’m getting nervous.” He said as they walked inside.

Parker rubbed his back as she looked at him and stood in front of him. "And thats nornal, you're going to be fine. Actually, you're going to be great. Remember, Im going to be here for you, every step of the way."

“I know.” He talked to the artist at the front and they showed him the sketch and where he wanted it. Soon he was laying face down on a table, his hand reaching over to take Parker’s.

Parker placed both of her hands on his hand and caressed the back of it with her thumbs as he got the tattoo, hoping he wouldnt be in too much pain. She glanced at his shoulder, knowing it was going to be amazing.(edited)March 22, 2018

Dom squeezes Parker’s hand as the artist started but it got used to it once he went on. A couple hours later he was standing up and looking in the mirror over his shoulder. “That is awesome dude.” He said slapping the guys hand. “Now I have your art on my body forever.” He said looking over at Parker.

Parker kept caressing the back of his hand when he squeezed it. She grinned at how well the tattoo came out and it looked great on him. She quickly took a picture of him looking at it in the mirror and stood up after she put her camera back on her bag. "Yeah, you do and you have a little piece of me. Just in case something happens." The guy looked between and threw his gloves away. "I'll tell you what, for Parker's boyfriend, I'll make you a deal." Parker glanced over at him and opened up her mouth before he raised his hand. "Nu-uh, Im going to cut the cost of the tattoo down to 150?"

Dom turned around and frowned when Parker said if something ever happens. “What?” He asked but before he could explain his confusion the artist spoke and Dom raised his eyebrows. “Yeah...yeah that sounds great dude. Thanks. I’ve been told I’m not allowed to pay for this.” He laughed as he looked over at Parker.

Parker took a deep breath and let it out. She smiled as her cheeks warmed up when she felt his gaze on her. "Its a late birthday present, from me. So thank you." She said as she grabbed her things and paid at the counter. Once she was done paying, she put her purse strap on her shoulder and walked over towards Dom again. "Ready boyfriend?" She asked with an eyebrow raised when she looked at him.March 23, 2018

Dom let her pay and he raised his eyebrows back at her. “Shut up.” He smirked and took her hand as they walked out of the parlor. “Wanna hang out back at the dorms?” He asked as they got back into his car.

Parker couldnt help but let out a laugh as he took her hand as they walked out of the parlor. "Make me, oh wait. Will you?" She smirked back, knowing that she was playing with fire but she couldnt help it. She buckled up as she looked over at him. "Sounds good, I need to take my shoes off." She wiggled her toes in her heels, didn't understand since she's in heels all night whenever she's working.(edited)March 25, 2018

Dom looked back at her and raised his eyebrows. "I could if you wanted me too" he smirked. It was the only tiny hint of their feelings they had spoken of or indirectly spoke about since that night together. He got into the car with her and laughed. "Dont stink up my car with your feet!" he teased her, obviously joking.

Parker couldnt help but smirked when she heard him and shrugged a bit. "True, but I kinda like this teasing or whatever is going on because we both want to do something about it but we can't." She admitted as she looked at him. She rolled her eyes and glared at him. "Excuse me? My car smelled like your feet from Chicago to here Senior year."

"And see that right there is just mean" he laughed. Dom looked over at her in the car. "We could if we wanted to" he said quietly. Dom looked back at her and he laughed as she spoke. "I know it did! My point exactly!" he teased her. Dom drove off back to the dorms and he parked in his designated spot.

Parker rolled her eyes and playfully slapped his chest. "Oh really? Please tell me you wouldnt do the same to me." She pointed out and swallowed hard when she heard him. "Yeah." She pushed back some of her hair and shook her head. "Its for a short bit and my feet don't smell as bad as yours though! And I have leggings on." She pointed towards her galaxy leggings that she had on. She slipped on her shoes and unbuckled her seatbelt before she gotten out of his car.

Dom clutched his chest and laughed. "No I wouldn't because you know I would just do it anyways." he shrugged. "No teasing" He glanced at her legs as they had came to a stop. "Yeah I like those." he smiled. Stepping out into the cold they walked back up to the dorms. "Mine or yours?" he asked. Their rooms weren't that far apart so it didn't matter to him.

Parker opened up her mouth and closed it. "You would, but of course you would give me a little heads up though." She replied softly and smiled when he mentioned that he liked them. "Thank you, they're new." She shivered a bit against the cold and hummed a bit. "Which one do you prefer?"March 26, 2018

"Yeah of course" He got into the elevator and pushed their floor. "We can chill at mine." he nodded. "Because I happen to have a huge tub of ice cream in the fridge that I was saving for you" he smiled at her as they stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the room.

Parker smiled when she heard him and looped her arm through his out of habit before she leaned her head on his shoulder, knowing that he would warm her up with his body temperature. "Chocolate chip cookie dough?" She asked as she looked up at him and remembered something. "I have to go and get you the cream for your tattoo so I'll be there in five seconds." She stood up on her tip toes to kiss his cheek and headed to her room, dropping off her purse and grabbed her cream before she headed back to Dom's after locking the door once more. "Got it."

"Only the best. And chocolate fudge for myself of course" He smirked. Dom looked down at her. He always loved how close they were even if other people didn't get it. "Okay that works." he felt her kiss his cheek before he unlocked his door. He left it open knowing Parker was coming back. A lot of rooms kept their doors open. Like a come on in if you want to policy and when doors were shut it meant you wanted privacy. Ethan and Dom's door was shut quite often. He smiled when she got back and he got the ice cream out of the freezer.

Parker slipped off her shoes once she gotten back into Dom's dorm and closed the door behind her, out of habit. "Here." She placed the cream on the table and looked at him. "Okay so, have you read what you need to do when you get a new tattoo?" She washed her hands and grabbed two spoons for them.

Dom thanked her and he nodded. “Yeah the guy told me before we left when you were paying.” He nodded. Dom took the spoon and he opened his small pint of ice cream.

"Awesome." Parker replied, as she opened up her ice cream and looked around the dorm as she ate her bite from her spoon. "So do you want to watch a movie or vibe to some music?"

Dom took a couple bites as he got comfy on the couch. “Yeah I’ll put some music on.” He said as he got out his remote to switch on his Bluetooth speaker. He put his music on shuffle and some instrumental beach music came on.

Parker rose an eyebrow when the instrumental beach music came on. She sat on the table as she swung her legs back and forth, took another bite of her ice cream and chewed on her cookie dough bites. "Want some?" She offered as she showed him the ice cream, knowing if she didnt do that, then, well. It was self-explanatory.

"Yeah" he took her spoon and took a bite and offered her his own ice cream. He leaned back on the bed. "How are your mid terms going?" he asked. It was nice to just chill and not worry about anything at the moment. Neither one of them brought up the fact that they both had feelings and things had gone back to normal sort of. He knew it wouldn't stay this way for long but he wanted to enjoy this moment.

Parker shrugged a bit at his question and stole a bite from his ice cream before she answered him. "They're going good, less stressful and Im glad that Im almost done. What about you?" She asked as she looked at him, jumped down from the table and sat down next to him on the couch before she looked at him.

"Pretty much same" Dom nodded. "Most of my mid terms were final papers. I'm just gonna be glad when summer comes around because I'm already over the crazy workload this semester." he shrugged his shoulders.

Parker nodded as she listened to him, glanced back down at her ice cream and took a bite. "Me too and speaking of which, we need to take a road trip."

Dom raised his eyebrows as he took another bite of ice cream. "That would be really fun. Where to?" he asked as he looked over at her. God she was so beautiful. How was it he was just now figuring that out? Well he always knew she was gorgeous but not like this. It was so different now.

"Myrtle beach?" Parker asked as she looked at him and licked her lips after she noticed that she had some ice cream on her bottom lip. She noticed that he had some ice cream on the corner of his mouth. "You got some, ice cream on the corner of your mouth." She pointed to the left side of her mouth.

"Oh yeah that would be fun" he said. "Just you and me?" he asked. Dom couldn't stop staring at her and he swallowed a bit. When she spoke he kinda snapped out of it and licked the corner of his mouth. "I was saving it for later" he joked and smiled at her.

Parker nodded as she looked at him. "Yeah, just you and I." She nodded as she shook her head as she smiled. "Of course you were." She laughed a bit before she grabbed her lid and licked her spoon once she put the lid back on before she placed her ice cream & spoon on the table. She raised her leg and smoothed down her leggings.

"Okay cool" He smiled at her. The rest of the night they just talked about random things and laughed, ending up falling asleep cuddled up to each other at late hours of the night. Dom wished he could stay in this bubble with them but he knew that it was going to pop soon. They couldn't ignore this forever.

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